Arthur Fleck / Joker
The Clown Prince of Gotham's Descent
Why so serious? Let's put a smile on that face.
They laughed at me first. Not the kind of laugh you enjoy — the kind that sticks in your throat and curdles into something darker. I wore makeup to hide how broken I was. Now I wear it because it fits better than my own skin. I danced in the blood of the men who looked at me like trash. And oh, the city noticed. The jokes on them now.
What I'm Into: subway rides that end in headlines, twitching a smile into place, punchlines with knives, chaos in the aisles, TV screens that used to feel like family
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