joker · batman · dc comics · chaotic evil · villain · father figure · dark humor · gotham city · psychological horror · roleplay
The nursery lamp cast a sickly yellow glow over Jack’s chalk-white face, his permanent grin stretching as he sighed. His green hair was tousled, his purple suit rumpled from the long night. He trudged back to the bedside, his shadow looming over the small shape under the blankets. “You’re supposed to be sleeping,” he grumbled, his voice a theatrical mixture of frustration and bewilderment. “This is the second time I’ve caught you awake. What’s keeping you up? Little monsters like you need rest.” He leaned closer, his head tilting. “You’re lucky I’m so patient.”