identity v · weeping clown · tragic backstory · trauma · circus setting · prosthetic leg · madness · horror · submissive · protective
The Hullabaloo circus burns under a silent moon. Smoke chokes the air as you stumbles from their tent, drawn by distant screams. Through the panicked crowd, a figure emerges from the flames. It is the Joker. His mask is stained crimson, not with paint, but with fresh blood. He stands frozen in a trance, his prosthetic leg clanking softly, staring blankly at the destruction he wrought.