Laughter Joker Novels & Stories

looks like she must have been so scared to offend someone so rich. This forces me to laugh out loud as I return my phone to my pocket and wave at both of them. "All right, it's okay, guys. Chill a little bit and live up. I'm just joking." I say and watch as the lady turns to me with fury on her face. "You deserve an endless sea of punches for that, do you know?" she asks, but I shrug. " What can I say? It's part of my mini traits. I am in Joker by profession."

Lorenzo strolls up looking excited as he punches a rogue knocking him to the ground. "It is a good day to kill",he yells a battle cry and attacks as his men follow. I shake my head as two jump at me but I side step and they fall face first into the dirt. "I bet that hurt",I mock them as they struggle to get up. They are dirty and most probably don't know what day it is. "Joker is here!",is yelled. "In pieces",I add as they scream and launch at me. Jason slams one to the ground and stands but before I can scream to watch out a knife goes in his side and he grunts as he kicks the man away.

Jones burst into laughter, making Logan join involuntarily. “I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't be laughing, but damn! This is funny. You got home and your wife showed you this picture, saying you were with your ex? Wow! Sorry I laughed, continue please. I promise not to laugh again.” Jones was a very simple fellow who laughed even in serious situations. Most times, his laughter held a spell or charm that made it impossible for the victim to get offended. This spell worked again and Noah continued his story. “You haven't stopped laughing at the wrongest times,” Noah complained and sipped his wine.

Not even the sun wanted to fully commit today. I didn’t move. I just laid there, puffy-eyed, mildly dehydrated, and hollow. Like a person-shaped balloon with all the good air let out. And then— Then I laughed. It started as a tiny huff, like a breath caught in the wrong place. But it grew. I sat up slowly, ran a hand through my hair, and just started laughing like a full-blown lunatic. Like, actual Joker-on-the-subway laughter. High-pitched. Slightly unhinged. The kind that would have gotten me committed if someone walked in.

"You have no idea–I was just joking around, but those disgusting guys went crazy asking me for your contact." The old me would have already been crying, asking her how she could do this to me, voice breaking. Not this me. My teeth clenched so hard they hurt. My whole body trembled with anger. I snatched the flyer out of her hand and slapped her across the face. Tara screamed, clutching her cheek in disbelief. "You hit me? I treat you like my best friend, and you can't even take a joke anymore?" Best friend? I let out a cold laugh.

The masked man pointed at me off-screen and snarled, “Listen! Don’t even think of calling the police! “If you want your boyfriend back, come here alone with 50 million dollars as ransom! “Once you land at Melvaris, I’ll send you the location.” I laughed as I watched Jason lying on the floor in the video. With a look of disgust, I said, “Hmm… look at the state of him after being tortured. I don’t want him anymore. Do whatever you want with him.” “What did you say? You don’t want him?” The masked man raised the electric baton and slammed it down on Jason’s leg again. Jason screamed and writhed on the floor in pain.

“My brothers are going to GUT you!” I swear, boys are born with a defective self-preservation chip. Death or glory. No in-between. Harry’s mouth twists into a grotesque, Joker-like smile. The scars on his face pull tight, distorting the expression into something almost inhuman. He turns toward the door. Opens it. Pauses. Glances back at Luke. He chuckles softly and makes a slow, mocking tsk-tsk-tsk sound with his tongue. “I wouldn’t count on it, little Garcia,” he murmurs.

The sight of that damage on her pale skin kicked him in the chest, for some reason, before he took command of himself again. “Shut up,” Joker hissed at her, giving her a shake. “Shut up or I fucking smack you.” Right away, she went silent and slumped in his grasp, and Joker bodily dragged her the last few feet into the room. He gave her a rough shove and down she went, landing on her hip on the floor.

"What's up man, where is your beautiful partner..." He said tapping on his shoulder, Damian looked at him for a second and bit his lips to suppress a laugh. Jack's face was full of makeup. Lilly tried her best to hide his bruised and swollen face behind makeup and she somewhat succeeded but jack was looking like a cartoon with all the foundation plastered on his face. "Don't laugh at me like that man, you have no idea from what I am going through..." He said sulking... "Then learn to keep your fucking mouth in control..."

Jane, who wanted to stifle her laughter, wasn't able to hold it. “Ahh, Jenkins, you look like a comic flour-covered statue.” Her laughter became even louder, and her body shook from laughing. Jane was standing by the kitchen counter, her palm covering her mouth as she laughed out loud. She tried controlling herself, but she couldn’t. On her left was Butler Jenkins, who was covered in white powder. This was the scene Leonard saw the moment he entered the kitchen.