Post by Joker on Sept 6, 2011 1:10:09 GMT -5
Character: Joker
Sample Starter:
The crowd had started to finally leave the giant, colorful tent, the show had finished with a nice end to it. Joker was still grinning softly as he looked around the near-empty tent. His mind was muddled briefly in a slight yet bold happiness as he once again found himself in a now very content life. His life before this had not been so nice and it surprised him that he did not die in those filthy alleys in the East End. His mind clouded over with startling depression at the thought. His shook his head and his tongue clicked softly against the bottom of his mouth. He brought his right hand and smoothed his hair back. The skeleton like prosthetic hand glided through his hair easily as the joints creaked soundly. The noise made Joker frown as he looked at the elbow joint with his hand still in his hair. ‘I’ll be going to the Doc soon so I’ll get him to oil it.’
He abandoned the frown and put a small grin like smile on his face, resolving his calm immediately and almost in a carefree manner. He turned on his heel, his cape flying behind his as he headed outside of the tent, a small skip in his step. His sparkling amethyst eyes were half lidded in a content manner, not at all clashing with his carefree demeanor. He found himself inattentively making his way where all of the circus members met up at, most of them helped with cooking so they usually met in the tent they ate in which was almost as big as the tent they performed in, yet it was also more crowded.
His body slid into a seat on the picnic table that was set up just inside the tents opening. His skeletal arm rested against the almost harsh wood surface, he sighed lightly as he laid his head on his arm. He usually was the first one there because all the other had to change out of their costumes and change into their semi-casual wear. He always wore this outfit because it suited him and plus it was both comfortable and warm in any weather, and with the circus going all around Europe and Asia he thought this was the best garb for him, comfort-wise. After that, Joker’s mind was completely bored as it had nothing to do and continued to just think random thoughts and he found himself lost in a dream like state. His thoughts were interrupted with a loud thud as Jumbo’s hand slammed into the table, right next to Joker. Joker immediately grinned and sat up, dragging his arm to his side once more. He then noticed that all the others were sitting next to him. He looked at each persons face as smiled more as he did so, a bold emotion rising from his chest slowly.
It was happiness.
Sample Starter:
The crowd had started to finally leave the giant, colorful tent, the show had finished with a nice end to it. Joker was still grinning softly as he looked around the near-empty tent. His mind was muddled briefly in a slight yet bold happiness as he once again found himself in a now very content life. His life before this had not been so nice and it surprised him that he did not die in those filthy alleys in the East End. His mind clouded over with startling depression at the thought. His shook his head and his tongue clicked softly against the bottom of his mouth. He brought his right hand and smoothed his hair back. The skeleton like prosthetic hand glided through his hair easily as the joints creaked soundly. The noise made Joker frown as he looked at the elbow joint with his hand still in his hair. ‘I’ll be going to the Doc soon so I’ll get him to oil it.’
He abandoned the frown and put a small grin like smile on his face, resolving his calm immediately and almost in a carefree manner. He turned on his heel, his cape flying behind his as he headed outside of the tent, a small skip in his step. His sparkling amethyst eyes were half lidded in a content manner, not at all clashing with his carefree demeanor. He found himself inattentively making his way where all of the circus members met up at, most of them helped with cooking so they usually met in the tent they ate in which was almost as big as the tent they performed in, yet it was also more crowded.
His body slid into a seat on the picnic table that was set up just inside the tents opening. His skeletal arm rested against the almost harsh wood surface, he sighed lightly as he laid his head on his arm. He usually was the first one there because all the other had to change out of their costumes and change into their semi-casual wear. He always wore this outfit because it suited him and plus it was both comfortable and warm in any weather, and with the circus going all around Europe and Asia he thought this was the best garb for him, comfort-wise. After that, Joker’s mind was completely bored as it had nothing to do and continued to just think random thoughts and he found himself lost in a dream like state. His thoughts were interrupted with a loud thud as Jumbo’s hand slammed into the table, right next to Joker. Joker immediately grinned and sat up, dragging his arm to his side once more. He then noticed that all the others were sitting next to him. He looked at each persons face as smiled more as he did so, a bold emotion rising from his chest slowly.
It was happiness.
