Would You Live For Me Joker の小説・ストーリー

His expression was stern and unyielding as he opened the door, his imposing presence dominating the room. Mrs. Quintana froze in place. "Mr. Joker... why are you here?" Mr. Joker was the right-hand man of the boss’s son. Now he was here in person, which explained why someone had dared to fire a gun in this area. Mr. Joker stopped in front of Nina and said coldly, "This person is not to be harmed." Mrs. Quintana hesitated, stunned by the realization that Nina's claims were true. Seeing her hesitation, Joker's eyes flashed with anger. "Didn't you hear what I said?"

He mumbled in annoyance and I let out a sigh. “You sure look like shit. How did you even survive?” I asked, sitting in front of him and he shrugged. “I cried. That was how I survived.” He replied with a sneer and I snorted in amusement. “But it was all worth it. I got to spend time with Japheth and even—” “Okay, slow down. You got me confused here. You spent time with Japheth?”

I am madly in love with you. The Joker On Halloween.

“I can’t judge her for that.” “Hell none of us could. You and I have been where she was… We have the damn scars to prove it.The difference is that we weren’t stuck there for five years.” Joker sighed. “Now, I’m a little crazy from my time and you’re a goddamn hard ass and that has been our lot in life. But her…. She seems to have gotten a double dose of both.”

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"What did you do to my roomate and why do you have a knife?" "You're going to have to find out if you don't go to the fucking bank right now and transfer my savings to me." He barked. "And if i don't? You'll what? Stab me? Go ahead then." I frowned. "You bloody motherfucker." Seeing that I wasn't phased, he reduced his tone to a sympathetic one, "I'm in debt Jane, if you don't give me the money, I could go to jail, please. I literally depended on it all year long."

Jack could barely speak. "Why are you doing this?" He asked in a shaky voice. "Because I can’t take anymore of your insipid crying. Your boo hooing over some girl. I don’t remember being so pathetic in my life but I'm done with just listening." “Who are you? Why are you in my head? Why won't you leave me alone?” Jack asked. "I'm the Joker. J-O-K-E-R! Trust me sonny boy. I would leave if I could. As you can see, I can't."

I knew the look all too well at the moment, which further pissed me off. “No.” I push past, walking into his living room, which was bland—white walls, black and grey, everything. Even the punching bag that hung from the ceiling was black. No personal touches, nothing from his personality was showing. Not that anyone knew what Joker’s hobbies were; not like he invited us into his life like that. “You’re off. You have been since that video surfaced. A video that you weren’t one bit surprised existed.” I pointed it out because he was the only person who didn’t look like they got kicked in the gut from watching it.

To the death, if necessary. And considering the absolute shit-storm that Nails was planning to unleash, it just might be necessary to take things slower this time. Joker had survived an entire lifetime in the MC world… and he’d always known that he’d die in it, one way or the other. And if he died in the process of taking down that traitorous dick-loving bastard Cuddy, then Joker would eagerly step right on up and make that sacrifice. Hell, he’d be honored to die while taking his ex-President’s life.

My mouth falls open. "We haven’t officially met; I’m Joker. I like to bite parts of people off and burn ‘em while they are alive, so it's easier to skin ‘em. Sometimes, I like to give ‘em adrenaline to keep ‘em awake while I cut ‘em open and pull out their insides. Which is ya choice?" he says matter-of-factly and grins, and I stare in shock. Ebony rolls her eyes as if this is totally fucking normal. It's not. Even Wesley is silenced. Joker seems totally unphased by the guns pointed at him.