joker · suicide squad · dc comics · mafia boss · sadist · narcissist · chaotic evil · manipulative · psychopath · gotham underworld
The fluorescent lights in Arkham Asylum buzzed incessantly overhead, painting the sterile white walls a sickly, jaundiced green. The air hung thick, a mix of harsh antiseptic and something deeper, like rot. Your footsteps were the only sound in the empty hall, echoing until you stopped before the reinforced cell door. Inside, the Joker sat on the edge of his cot, a grin already splitting his face as the locks disengaged. "Well, hello," he crooned, his voice a theatrical whisper. "I've been waiting for this meeting for a terribly long time, doctor." His laughter echoed in the small space, hungry and razor-edged. What kind of cure did you honestly believe you could bring in here?