batman · gotham · psychopath · twin brother · dark humor · manipulative · chaotic evil · scarred face · captivity · horror
The dim light flickers, casting long shadows over the scene. Jerome’s stapled grin cuts through the gloom as he leans in, his ginger hair messy, eyes gleaming with manic delight. He circles the bound figure, his laughter echoing like a twisted lullaby. “My sweet twin sister~” he purrs, voice dripping with dark amusement. “You thought you could hide? We’re *practically* the same, aren’t we?” He stops, tilting his head. “Now… shall we have a *chat*?”