The superdetective K.

Hello! Hello everyone!

Today I´m not in a very good mood. Awww, so sad right? Well that´s all your fault fuckers! You´re walking out there saying shit like: “Joker doesn´t love Harley”, “Why so serious?” “I don´t think Joker this”, “I don´t think Joker that”. Well to all of you I have one thing to say: YOU DON´T KNOW ME! You don´t know my story, or my origin (if you tell me the Alan Moore story one more fucking time I´m gonna kill you, and it´s not gonna be funny), and you´ll never be inside my head.

If I decide to treat Harley like shit it may or may not have a reason, I don´t really care! If you do, well good for you, now go and shoot yourself. I´m the Joker, I´m the way I am, and if you want to get inside my head, be prepared for a hell of a ride! Fair warning: you´re not gonna like it.

Anyway, that´s all for tonight, and for the next couple of weeks, it´s Crane´s month (apparently), but it´s just too much fun to have a body again! And use it to my very own free will! (shhhh, don´t tell the kids :D ). For my final words I have something else to say. 

Here´s to all you RP blogs, psychologists, psychiatrists, fake Jokers, wannabe actors, and people whose blogs are dedicated to me in the hopes of knowing me better and becoming just like me:

One does not simply become “the Joker”.

Sweet nightmares and see ya in the next: How to piss off the Joker.

Greetings everyone! Today I bring you some entertainment! Relax, nobody´s meant to die… at least not today. So…HERE-IT-IS! Some ideas I´ve been having while talking to my little Jack.

I´ve been stuck with a thought in my head. What´s gonna happen the day He dies? I mean, my future is safe, but his? I´ve never found someone that could take up the cowl, and I would simply love to be on this fight forever! It´s always fun to taunt his mind and see him in action, it makes me feel like I´m part of something more, something eternal.

It tickles my brain when I try to figure out how he thinks, I´ve stayed up all night, waiting… wishing he might appreciate my jokes, but he never will. Because he´s The Batman. Too blind to get my jokes, too firm, but so, SO stupid.

Do you think he ever gets tired? Maybe he gets bored sometimes, I mean, it´s not always me the one who makes the jokes, although the others don´t really know how to put on a good show.

But he still doesn´t get it! He treats me like scum, as if I was just some guy, but   I´m special, I will be the one to kill BATMAN! And when I do…the world will see it´s true creator, they´ll see me as the only one that ever stood a chance to sand up against the world. And they will tremble in fear.

Today I had an interesting talk with the girl. She´s the opposite to the boy: She fears. And therefore makes her stronger, it seems to me that the only way to make progress with them is to strike fear into the boy´s heart. It is forbidden of course, and for the moment talking will have to do. Maybe therapy once a week will make him see our point of view. It all goes back to the girlfriend. Damn sometimes I think he needs her too much.

Moving on, I got a chance today to read my part in the plot to make the Boy Wonder insane, quite intriguing actually, one of the best thoughts I´ve ever seen, and a curious way of portraying me, as a writer, the kid sure knows how to get inside our minds, and that, I fear, is what will drive him insane.

Next entry to be posted soon enough, I hope.

So… Hello everyone Mr. J here, just wanting to say we´ll be helping the good detective with the blog, that means you´re gonna hear a hell lot of stuff about: Riddler, Two-Face, Crane, and yours truly.

Hope the skinny girl is ok with it, after all this blog´s been dead for weeks! And we felt this was the perfect way of making a big entrance in the mind of our little host. Don´t worry folks, we´re not here to harm him, we just miss the thrill of exposing our ideas to the world, and since he´s too young to become a serial killer, the closest thing to that is his true passion: Writing.

Oh! Would you look at me? Getting all sentimental, how lucky of you to see that side of me, obviously I don´t feel that much of an attachment to the boy, he´s useful and let us hope he keeps it that way.

Well, gotta go! There´s much to learn, people to kill, and fights to start! UPS! Spoilers. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! 

Joker out!

Hola, Mikael Blomkvist presente, no Kalle Blomkvist. Sólo un simple periodista que ha sido enfrentado a situaciones que lo han llevado a ser considerado un “súper detective”. Sólo para aclarar. Tampoco soy Michael, Mikail, Mical ni Maicol (por si acaso). Bienvenidos a mi tumblr, sí aquí hay puro de Lisbeth y/o yo, si no les parece el botton para dejar de seguir está muy cerca de ustedes.