Status: Active but slow.
The Price of Living in Chaos
“Why do you keep doing this?”
“Doing what, my dear?” He cooed as he circled me knife in hand, his eyes focused on me.
“This, this game! Aren’t you tired of it-t?” I coughed into my hand, it was mostly blood.
“No.”
“Why?” I pleaded. My arms curling around my injured torso tighter.
“Cause I’m winning.” He simply stated twirling his knife in his gloved hand.
**Disclaimer: I (begrudgingly) don't own anything that comes directly from DC Comics like Batman and Joker. But I do own Lottie and the other OC's- so don't steal them.
Summary updated 8-16-2015
“Doing what, my dear?” He cooed as he circled me knife in hand, his eyes focused on me.
“This, this game! Aren’t you tired of it-t?” I coughed into my hand, it was mostly blood.
“No.”
“Why?” I pleaded. My arms curling around my injured torso tighter.
“Cause I’m winning.” He simply stated twirling his knife in his gloved hand.
**Disclaimer: I (begrudgingly) don't own anything that comes directly from DC Comics like Batman and Joker. But I do own Lottie and the other OC's- so don't steal them.
Summary updated 8-16-2015