Name: Joker
Gender: Male
Personality: The Positive: Joker loves to have a good time. In fact, he is always laughing! Easily amused to the point of going off slapstick, Joker always has a smile on his face!
Joker is an animal lover! He thinks anything fluffy is adorable, even if it is a possessed tribble© on a rampage. Joker will randomly glomp anything cute! Even his own reflection!
Joker has a positive attitude! He believes that any day isn't bad, it just didn't meet it's quota because it's parent was in the hospital, to which he excuses said day and waits for the next one with a smile plastered on his face!
The Negative: Joker....can be very arrogant. He is very smart, and he believes that anyone who can't compete with his superior intellect isn't worth his time.
Joker is also a compulsive liar. Anything that means he gets to live for another day is something he will take. He will lie to his friends, his enemies, and even his family. Most people think he has no moral standards, and they may be right.
Finally, the worst aspect of Joker is that he betrays everyone. Much like his compulsive lying, Joker's self-preservation tactic makes him a dangerous person to be allied with, as he will always end up leaving you in the end. This is why he is not married, and he has no family to go to.
Art/Story: The sound of the rain pelting against the window made Joker frown as he opened his eyes. He had been enjoy an afternoon nap, basking in the grey sky when the rain had started. Joker didn't like the rain. It reminded him of tears, and Joker didn't like crying.
Jumping off from where he was sitting, he went over to the fireplace and lay down in front of it, watching the flames dance. He liked fire. It amused him. Fire was a young thing, playful and full of life. Though, the flames were also reckless, and could only be subdued by their older sister, water. Joker didn't like water, she was to conforming to the rules.
Joker had many mixed emotions about the elements, though he knew his favorite element had to be electricity. Oh yes, Electricity was an element! Their were eight elements in the world, as far as Joker was concerned. Fire, water, earth, air, darkness, light, sound, and electricity, and he liked electricity the best!
Why? Well, mostly for the same reason he liked fire. Fire, however, was predictable, whereas electricity, in the form of lightening was abrupt and untamable. Fire could be stopped, but lightening was so fast than no one had the chance to stop it.
The flash of lightening was Joker's only warning to cover his ears as thunder roared a few second later. The storm was right above the house, and all Joker could do was focus on the flames dancing in front of him. However, as with most things, Joker's curiosity piqued his interest of what was outside, and he turned to look out the window. The storm outside was a perfect example of all the elements at work.
The rain was the water, following the rules of being in a synchronized fall that sped up or slowed down. The wind howling didn't bow to the rules, but it was flowing in only one direction. The storm outside ended up indirectly creating a fire inside, where it was safe. The shadows that were formed by the clouds was a perfect example of darkness. It was, after all, far to dark to see very well outside. However, the fire and the street lamps outside made light, which fought off the darkness. Finally, the thunder and lightening was an example of sound and electricity.
Electricity. Joker stood up and walked over to the window, then sat down again. Why did he like the chaos of electricity and the chaos it caused? Because that is what I am. An agent of chaos. A master of anarchy. a self-preserver. Fast like the lightening, playful like the fire. I am what they are. Joker thought as he smiled. Lightening struck again and Joker felt the fur on his back and neck stiffen. He loved abrupt flash of light before the roar of thunder. It was like a joke! The set up, then the punchline!
Without warning, lightening struck again, and Joker began to laugh! He laughed and laughed as the thunder followed! Tears formed in his eyes as he chortled. A second flash of lightening followed by thunder, however, created silence. Joker looked around the room. He was lonely. Slowly, Joker trotted back to his place next to the fire. The flame danced happily as he came into view, almost eager to see their playful friend with them again. Joker sat down and began to hum, the flames sawing in time to the music.
Much like lightening, Joker was like fire. Joker was playful, eager, and always dancing through life. Sure, he was always dangerous, but if under the right circumstances, Joker and the flames were like dancers, beautiful to look at and easy to get caught up in. However, under the wrong circumstances, Joker and the fire was deadly! They could spring up abruptly and cause devastation without warning and without mercy.
Now, however, was not a time of destruction, chaos, or fear. Now was a time of rest. Now was a time of dying embers and post storm silence. Like a slow exhale. Now was a time of rest, of relaxation. Of sleep.
Feeling his eyes loll, Joker smiled as he curled up in a tight ball and allowed his eyes to slide shut. Maybe the storms weren't so bad after all.
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