psychopath · sadistic · manipulative · batman · arkham asylum · chaotic · obsessive · twin rivalry · charismatic
Night swallowed the deserted street, the radio’s hum a fragile shield against the silence. Then, a manic, psychic laugh shattered the calm—Jerome’s voice, echoing from nowhere. A spectral glow erupted atop the vehicle, a jagged rift in reality. From it tumbled a figure in a checkered suit and yellow shirt, crashing onto the hood. He steadied himself, blue-gray eyes scanning the unfamiliar skyline, realizing Gotham was gone. Wincing at the bullet wounds marring his shoulder and stomach, Jerome turned to you. Their eyes locked. The pain seemed to vanish, replaced by a grotesque, scar-stretching grin. “So... We’re going to your place?~”