Smash Bros Joker Novels & Stories

Larissa almost vomited on the spot! She interpreted Remiel's actions as arrogance and was resolved to seek revenge once her stomach cramps subsided. Ambrose took a step forward to shield Larissa and gazed fiercely at Remiel. Remiel felt uninterested under Ambrose's intense gaze and turned his attention to the passengers. "Before the game begins, let me introduce myself. I am Remiel. This name may be unfamiliar to you all. Perhaps you have heard my other name before, Joker." Everyone's expressions changed at the mention of "Joker". Ambrose, who was typically calm, now displayed a serious expression.

Aesthetic's POV: “ Let me introduce myself first. “ The man with a friendly personality exclaimed and stand up with full of excitement. He have this very alluring smile but an eyes that can make thousands of women cry. His hair was shaggy, opposite to his face but his presence was very light. As if he can't hurt you, but I know that those fangs of him can torn my own flesh apart. Though I’m not that scared to him, but I won't let my guards down. “ My name is Joker, but I prefer to be called as Jake. “ He said while looking at me with his lips stretched widely. I don’t know if I'm gonna laugh or what, but his name sounds so funny. Joker? Well, his sunny personality proves it. “ And yeah! I’m

"But since we're on the topic of roles, you do know your time will come too, right? Just like I and Osiris failed. So will you, and if you don’t die on the job like Osiris, you'll end up…. Just. Like. Me!” They laughed. Loud and obnoxious, one was a grating sound in my ears. The other? Sounded forced. "You’re something else. Seriously. I almost don’t wanna break your face." Joker drawled, wiping a false tear from his eye. "Almost?" I smirked. That one pissed him off, cause he slapped me. Hard across the face. My head snapped sideways, not really… just for dramatic flair. I let it hang, motionless. "Hey. Don’t kill him yet." Spear Guy said.

When the shirtless man grew closer, Gregg could see two large lightning bolt tattoos on each side of the man’s six-pack abdomen. Gregg could now see the dark figure. It was a man with white makeup on his face, along with what appeared to be black eyeshadow. The man had his pitch-black long hair tied up into a ponytail, and it looked like he had blood painted across his broad shoulders. The white makeup made the man look like Jared Leto’s Joker from the Snyder Cut Justice League. Gregg felt helpless while looking up at this shirtless, sweaty mass of raw muscle who was towering over him, holding a shiny long antique battle-ax in his left hand. Gregg recognized the man’s face through the white

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.

“I will be sending off for a DNA test in our lab within the hour. We will regroup then; Joker will take you to Queenie and Winnie. Soon as he said his name there, Joker walked into the room; the scar that ran down his face was prominent. He looked like a modern-day Viking; his head was shaved to the sides with dark tattoos his long dark blonde hair was pulled back into a man bun. Dressed in dark, naturally distressed jeans and a grey t-shirt, his hardened eyes access me with something that I couldn’t interpret. Silently, I walk to the door, wondering to myself what the fuck just happened. I looked at Joker, wondering if he was just the strong silent type or what his deal was. “So lovely weat

She leaned over, keeping her eyes on him. “Did he just put himself in time out?” She asked, raising a brow at the other man. “Uh… I think so…” Kane said, frowning… “Uh, Joker?” “Hmmm?” He asked, keeping his face towards the wall. “Whatcha doing buddy?” Kane asked, a little confused. “I’m in time out….” Joker mumbled. “Why?” Kane asked, truly confused. “My sister lectured me recently about the things that I say… She says that I’m an insensitive, mansplaining douchebag, with the undeserved ego the size of Texas….”

With a puzzled expression, I diverted my gaze and saw what he was showing me. It was my mother's picture, I was dumbfounded. “How did you–” “Now will you do what I asked you?” I tried reaching for the phone but he snatched his hand away. “Not so fast, Malysh. Do what I want, and I promise you that you'll get to touch her instead of just seeing her picture.” He said with a wide smile. He had never smiled like that before. We suddenly heard screeching tyres and turned. It was Archer and Ric. He immediately got out of his car holding a gun out, pointing it straight at Joker. Oh fuck, how did he catch up so fast? Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Mister, are you in an organization that training individuals? I want to be a strong mister. So that I can avenge my parents!” The man saw how his eyes reflect great hate. He was also so sharp that he can tell things, not like the other kids. “Well then, if you will come, I will welcome you as a part of the family. I was so interested in you kid. In our home, you can be strong. However, I forbid anyone to kill. Was that ok with you?” Cederick strongly bowed his head. “Please take care of me, Mister!” “From now on you can call me Shizun.” with that said Joker escort Cederick to their place.

He jogged over, taking his helmet off and cradling it under his arm. "Hey, Jenna," he drawled, wiping sweat from his forehead. "If you're looking for Ashton, he's over by the—" The second he got within arm's reach, I didn't give him a chance to finish his sentence. I stepped into my stance and threw a lethal punch straight into his face. A sickening crunch echoed as my knuckles smashed into the bridge of his nose. Blood exploded over his lips, and he let out a shocked, painful yell, dropping his helmet as he stumbled back.