Ahh there it was, hot blood gushing out of the cut, spilling down the man's front as the Joker smoothly stepped back to save his suit the trouble. Glorious, toss a little body out, watch them all dance about... he hummed in satisfaction and liked at his scars, tasting the sickliness of his makeup on his tongue. All part and parcel baby, make the man.
Ooh! But look! Whats this, this isn't right, this isn't normal... its, new.
Its different.
Its... brilliant!
He didn't scream or panic, he didn't even try to pull away from the fingers crushing into his flesh. Nope, he just started to, laugh. "Ohohohohohoh! Hehehehehe Hahahahaa haa HAH!" And then dying down, he bared yellow teeth in a grin. "Good, good bravo!"