Joker: Topic: Secrets
The Joker could certainly keep a secret…especially his own. But sometimes, the secret, the truth, was not even under his control.
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The Joker leaned menacingly over his victim. “Do you wanna know how I got these scars?” He held his favorite knife flush against the throat of the terrified woman. “I had this sister, see, she…ah…was in this horrific car accident. We were…thick as thieves. She was my best friend. And then, the accident. It killed her. Splattered her all over the road. I couldn’t stand it. Upset all the time. My mother told me she just wanted to see me smile again. But I didn’t feel like smiling. Mom wasn’t right after what happened to sis, so she just kept demanding I smile. She was in the kitchen, and she broke a glass. Came toward me with a chunk of the broken glass, just saying ‘Why can’t you smile? I want you to smile…’ over and over…”
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The Joker balanced on the rail above the mystified mob flunkies. “Wanna know how I got these scars? I was a, ah, petty crook, just trying to make it. Took a job, like this one…did my best, went horribly, horribly, unbelievably wrong. People who set the job were not so happy about not getting their prize. So, the next night, they come and grab me, see, stuff me in this van and drive me to the warehouse district. And me, I’ve gone a little hyper from fear, so I start laughing. I try to stop, but I just can’t stop laughing. So this big one, he pulls a knife, and he starts yelling ‘You think this is funny? Do you?’ over and over, and I just keep laughing. Then he has the other guys pin me down, and he starts slicing at my face. ‘Let’s see how funny you think it is now!’ they said as they cut this Cheshire grin into me…”
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The Joker held the receptionist down with one arm, other hand brandishing the scissors from her desk. “Wanna know how I got these scars? My smile, it just wasn’t big enough, see, to express all the JOY I felt at life. So I took a pair of rusty scissors…”
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The Joker leaned casually against the bar of the Bear and Barnacle. He was chewing thoughtfully on his cheek. “Do you wanna know how I got these scars? Cause I know I would like to know…”