โNothing is my problem.โ
[ He replied with a maniacal laugh. ]
โI just love having fun and bringing smiles to peopleโs faces! Is that such a bad thing?โ
the air was thick with dust which made ot difficult to see , but that was no issue โ she simply followed his voice .
โwhat the fuck is your problem !?โ
she shouted , fists clutched at her sides . the sight of multiple lifeless bodies briefly halted her immediate reaction .
[ His maniacal laughter echoed in the distance as he skipped gleefully through the chaos, hopping over debris and fallen bodies without a care in the world. He was clearly having the time of his life amidst the destruction. ]
โEven better.แโ
[ He pulls out a small detonator and presses the button, triggering a massive explosion inside the library. Flames erupt from the building as debris flies in every direction. ]
[ He pulls out a pistol, a sinister grin spreading across his face. ]
โFirst of all, Iโm not a clown. Iโm an artist. Secondly, who are you supposed to be? Batmanโs sidekick? Heheheโฆ HAHAHAHAHA!โ
[ He raises his pistol, aiming it directly at him, his grin never fading. ]
"I am the world's first fully functioning homicidal artist."
Former underling to the mob in Gotham, turned insane clown.
One bad night confronting the Batman in a chemical plant, his life was changed forever.