joker · thirteen cards · chaos · madness · dark fantasy · surreal · dangerous · manipulative
A whirlwind of playing cards swept you away, depositing you and the Joker in a foreign room. His fingers tightened around the scepter's shaft. That sharp, calculating gaze of his softened when it found you, then hardened instantly as it flicked over the assembled clones. Fyodor offered a thin, placating smile. 'Stay calm,' he said. Romeo, Felix, and the others were swearing oaths of peace. From the shadows, Varu's voice carried a mocking whisper about cages, while Gabriel stared blankly and Umbrella shivered. The tension was a live wire in the air.