Gotham’s Silent Shadow

[crow-cavalry]

I am Gotham’s ever present shadow.

You may call me The Watcher.

Present all inquires to The Flock

-Please Read Before Interacting-

Reference sheet Cavalryverse Archive

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Basic Character Info:

Full name: [unknown]

Aliases: The Watcher, Crow Whisperer, Agent G

Age: [unknown], roughly mid 20's

Pronouns: They/ Them

Orientation: oriented aroacespec (no gender preference)

Species: [unknown, non-human] (more info here)

Height: 5 foot

Occupation: Occult Detective and Vigilante

Abilities: magic and spellcasting, umbrakenesis, communication with animals, basic first aid, hand-to hand combat, expert marksmanship

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General Rules:

Other roleplay blogs (ocs and crossovers included) are welcome to interact, but please message me first if you want to do any overarching plot lines.

This blog will potentially touch upon dark topics such as murder, SA, self harm, etc. Interact with care and caution should you choose to proceed. (MDNI)

NSFW asks are allowed but may or may not be answered depending on the topic

No bigotry or politics, unless it’s somehow related to the plot

No pregnancy anons please, but other shenanigans are welcome

Asks canonically will be treated as information scraps the crows bring to G unless otherwise formatted differently (aka phone calls, texts, etc) will be tagged as #the flock answers

Please specify if the ask is for mun

Anything in character speaking will be in pink

If ask for an au, please specify

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My main blog is @goblin-king-of-anarchy67. I will be liking and following from there.

@detective-adler-on-the-case is my main dc rp blog where i post drabbles, headcanons, and shitposts, mainly for this au.

-Mun is an adult, goes by Bean and uses they/them pronouns-

I do have a discord but since I’m an anxious ball of slime, I prefer to keep it to mutuals only. If we are long term mutuals and or rp partners, you may ask for my discord in DMs :)

Common tags:

#the flock answers: answering asks

#lore vibes: bits of media that relate/ have vibes that pertain to G’s lore

#cavalryverse: playlist: songs that remind me of G

#cavalryverse: vignettes: where I write little world/ character building drabbles

#cavalryverse: archive: a place to keep track of the story so far

#cavalryverse shitpost: memes I make inspired by thread lore

Active AU’s/ Longterm Threads:

Detective Crane 🔎 w/ @grimprognosis

[aurora-rph]

reblog this if you're fine with your mutuals sending you asks unprompted

[crow-cavalry]

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Ship meme by @dividedbybinaries

Damnnnn 2 complete rows. Perhaps my nasty little creetcher would pair with Binbin better than I thought 🤭

[crow-cavalry]

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I lowk wanna toss G into Arkham mainly for the shits and giggles of watching them pace around like a skittish caged animal but also! To make Mr. “Feelings? Wtf are those?” get psychoanalyzed. Torture via regular ass therapy.

Oh the blorbo anguish would be delicious 🔥🔥🔥 The Arkham guard casualties would be many, but the entertainment would be phenomenal.

[whooooomp]

Your character needs to be put through horrors so great that they don't even know how to ever talk about what happened. Years have passed and they have people they love and trust with their life now, but they're still unable to tell them about everything they've been through.

It's just too much and they've been shaped by it so thoroughly that talking about it in any way would feel like they're peeling their skin off and completely exposing every vulnerable part of themself.

[annabelle--cane]

really nice gift for Specifically Me when the character has an immediate and violent panic response to being held down / physically restrained. especially if their affect is usually cheerful or relaxed or reserved and this is their one "sicko mode (wildly uncharacteristic)" button.

[titanralsei]

this too is the tfw2.0 family dynamic

[crow-cavalry]

She stood on the rooftop by the Bat signal as she had so often seen him do, and waited. She had sent her message into the veins flowing into and out of Gotham's beating heart, knowing that The Watcher would inevitably receive it. She had never met them before, did not know who or what to expect - only that, as much as it pained Katherine to admit, she needed their help. Something was wrong in Gotham, more than usual; or, more aptly put, something was wrong in a different way. The kind of wrong that unbalances an ecosystem; the kind of different brought by an invasive species, something violent and hungry.

And whatever it was, she feared it had a taste for blood.

(starter from the starter call from weeks ago, hope this is okay!) @batwoman-or-whatever

It was a strange wind, the kind that foretold of something dark churning beneath the guise of the busy city, a kind of dark omen The Watcher was intimately acquainted with.

The hunger of whatever this was prickled at the little hairs on their neck, unease gnawing like a hungry wolf. Their flock shared this unease, the crows restlessness only serving to solidify that something was amiss.

The vigilante didn’t seem to be the only one to sense this dark shift, a message reached them through the interwoven web of the city as most communications did, though this message in particular stood out.

Batwoman?

An intriguing development to say the least. The Watcher much preferred to work alone, it was safer and more efficient that way, but perhaps, just maybe, looking into this mysterious woman could prove to be a valuable resource in solving this mystery.

So the creature made their way to the location she had provided, materializing in a swarm of shadows and flanked by a murder of crows.

[stardvle]

Hi diva!! It’s @/ crow-cavalry (this is my main lmao)

Could I perchance humbly request a doodle of my wretched little creetcher The Watcher?

I have some references for them in a link on the blog’s pinned post but also here’s some ones I have in my camera roll atm

Bonus silly doodle:

Thank you for your humble request, yesyes. We, here at Artemis Incorporated, had quite a lovely time rendering the hair.

And, if you know me, then you know I always love a character with freckles 😌

[crow-cavalry]

MY BEAUTIFUL BLORBO TYSM!!!

THANK YOUUUUUU!!!!!

[crow-cavalry]

A clinic? Hm.

The creature weighed their options, instinct screaming for them to skitter off into the shadows, but they dismissed the thought. A clinic was better than out in the open, and this man had proven himself to be at least somewhat trustworthy.

In any case, they always had the option to claw their way to freedom and disappear into the shadows the moment something went awry.

“…Alright.”

A soft exhale escaped their lips as they turned and rounded the car onto the passenger side, getting in and settling themself into the seat.

[nightshiftmedic]

+. "Cool."

With a warm nod, Chiaki finally stepped into the driver's seat. Sliding on the belt with a click and turning the ignition with a roar. The SUV hummed to life before rolling out of the gas station and out towards the road. Making sure he not only kept a steady glance at the traffic around them, but also at the Watcher in case they demanded him to stop.

"---- You can turn on the radio if you want. I find music to be calming when I'm going to do something that makes me nervous."

As Chiaki stopped the car at a red light, he adjusted his posture slightly. Keeping an eye on the rear mirror before tapping the side of the wheel with a repeated motion.

"...So. Uh. Are you...from Gotham?" With a hard swallow, Chiaki glanced over to the side mirror to see the Watcher's face without actually having to look at them thoroughly.

"Sorry. You don't have to answer if you don't want to. But I know that sometimes it helps to talk about things other than, --- you know... the difficult ones. Like someone poking at an old wound." .+

[crow-cavalry]

“I am not native to Gotham.”

That was the most succinct way to put it without giving much away. Knowing the origins of such a mysterious creature was in no way medically relevant for the medic to know.

Ironic how such a simple question could be so…sharp.

The Watcher opted to fiddle with the radio rather than converse further. Small talk was not their forte, they never knew the right things to say. It seemed to be more of an art than a science.

It had been a long while since the vigilante had been in a car, the mundanity of it would almost be amusing if the circumstances were different. Even after living in Gotham for a few years, they couldn’t help but be surprised by how common it was to own a car, let alone one with such technology. Even the radio seemed like an advanced computer, so many buttons with little indication of what their purpose was.

Fascinating how different the world could be when technology was allowed to evolve.

[brothersebastianscompendium]

Reblog if your muse is transgender

Other pride-flag bubbles for your muses: [LGTBQA+] [Ace] [Aro] [Bisexual] [Panromantic/-sexual] [Grey-Asexual] [Demi-Asexual] [Gay] [Lesbian] [Intersex] [Agender] [Genderfluid] [Nonbinary]

[jcphd]

Me: Oh my god, I need to respond to rps… and asks…. So many... *glances at the Pile* The people… are waiting for me….

The Voices: Redesign the Scarecrow. Again.

Me:

Me:

Me:

Whatever the Hat Man wants, the Hat Man gets

[crow-cavalry]

The watcher quelled the nervous rumble bubbling in their throat and stared at the man before them.

“I would prefer somewhere not so open.”

This spot was far too vulnerable, anyone could show up and that was not a risk the creature would take.

Especially any cops patrolling…

[nightshiftmedic]

+. "Okay, okay, hum..."

Silence filled the night air while the medic weighed his options. He'd have to call in to work and let them know he'd be running late, and then he had to take them in his car...And taking them straight home to his place wouldn't only take too long—he didn't want to make them uncomfortable by making it personal.

Then he suddenly remembered something.

"Actually, now that I think about it....There's this clinic only a block away...I sometimes pick up supplies for my street team there. I can drive us there, look you over -- and then you can be on your way."

Chiaki paced over to the driver's seat of the car, but didn't get in before he made eye contact with the other individual again, beckoning them over to the passenger seat on the opposite side of the vehicle.

"--- It won't take long. I promise." .+

[crow-cavalry]

A clinic? Hm.

The creature weighed their options, instinct screaming for them to skitter off into the shadows, but they dismissed the thought. A clinic was better than out in the open, and this man had proven himself to be at least somewhat trustworthy.

In any case, they always had the option to claw their way to freedom and disappear into the shadows the moment something went awry.

“…Alright.”

A soft exhale escaped their lips as they turned and rounded the car onto the passenger side, getting in and settling themself into the seat.

[mythprompts]

PROMPT: send 👐 to cradle my muse's face. (if you cannot see the emoji, simply send cradle.)

[eyelessfog]

a character who truly, legitimately goes “but why does that matter?” about their feelings when someone who cares about them asks. and the sudden falling of everyone around them’s faces as they realize that this person doesn’t recognize themself as someone who needs or should be taken care of. i want Everyone to hurt. surprise at the idea, worry for them, horror at not having noticed. do you see this person who doesn’t think of themselves as a person?

[crow-cavalry]

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I’m so endeared by the idea of people just scooping up G like a disgruntled cat

They’re small and very critter, very easy to scoop up if they trust you. If they don’t trust you, you get the claws

[lowkeyluminary]

REBLOG IF YOU HAVE AN RP BLOG I CAN SPAM WITH ASKS

perferably WITH the blog but you guys do you