Not quite a villain. Definitely not a hero. Vigilante? Eh. Just call me Cleaver.
My rats' names are Oreo, Pop Tart, and Strudel. You may hold them if you're gentle.
Full name: Corbin Lancaster
Age: 26
Height: 5'6" (168cm)
Weight: 130 lbs (~59kg)
Special abilities: accelerated healing and heightened senses, proficient with twin battle axes
Note: wears a mask over the bottom half of her face while on hunts, the mask has respirators to filter out smells so she doesn't get overwhelmed
Other blogs:
@minkmork (mod)
@guyaboutathing (Don Maroni rp blog)
More info below the cut, including blog rules and the character's backstory. Please read!
Last update: July 19, 2025
Blog Rules 📜
By default you address the main character - Corbin, aka Cleaver - in your asks. If you wish to address me directly, please indicate somewhere in your message that the question is meant for me and not the character.
NSFW is okay! However, such asks sent by an ageless blog or a minor will be ignored.
Please be respectful! I am doing this for fun, and being rude just for the sake of it is very Not Fun. Use the Golden Rule and all will be well!
Rules may be adjusted/added to as I figure out what I'm doing. Please check back here periodically.
Corbin's family used to be full of monster hunters, spanning back generations before Gotham was built. A deal was made with the Mayor in which they agreed to keep the monster population down in return for supplies and resources. That is, until they were all massacred in one night when Corbin was seven years old. Her father raised her in Michigan before he was killed in a fire, and Corbin moved back to Gotham to continue her father's work.
Note: I'm still working out where in the timeline the massacre was, but I'm thinking it would have been around the same time Thomas and Martha Wayne were killed. But let's face it. The DC timeline is messyyyy
"Ooh, this one's my favorite." Corbin lifts up their shirt on one side, pointing to a bite mark on their side in the same manner as one might point to a fish they just caught.
The bite mark is one of the oldest scars Corbin has, stark white and puckered. Each individual tooth mark is roughly 2" apart, and the bite as a whole spans from Corbin's hip all the way to just under their ribs.
"'S from a Wendigo," Corbin says with a morbid sense of pride. "That was when I was still in Michigan, when my dad was still alive. He had to shoot the thing off me before it could bite down too hard, but I still felt my guts squish."
// idk if the same person asked this as the other one, but have two in a row
"Ooh, this one's my favorite." Corbin lifts up their shirt on one side, pointing to a bite mark on their side in the same manner as one might point to a fish they just caught.
The bite mark is one of the oldest scars Corbin has, stark white and puckered. Each individual tooth mark is roughly 2" apart, and the bite as a whole spans from Corbin's hip all the way to just under their ribs.
"'S from a Wendigo," Corbin says with a morbid sense of pride. "That was when I was still in Michigan, when my dad was still alive. He had to shoot the thing off me before it could bite down too hard, but I still felt my guts squish."
// idk if the same person asked this as the other one, but have two in a row
Corbin turns to show her right shoulder, where a mark resembling an acid burn sits proudly. It's a good size, covering the shoulder itself and stretching taut all the way to just above her elbow.
"This one's from a slime," Corbin tells you, a lopsided smile pulling at her lips. "The thing must've gotten acidic from absorbing all the weird shit that spills all the time here. It splashed when I killed it, so... yeah. That one hurt like a bitch."
// holy shit this is late. Tumblr thought it would be funny if it didn't tell me I had something in my inbox -_-
GUYS HELP I’M OUT OF MY LEAGUE WHAT DO I DO? I DON’T KNOW HOW TO RUN A BLOG! I DON’T KNOW HOW TO INTERACT WITH THESE PEOPLE! MOM PICK ME UP I’M SCARED!
Upon further consideration I have decided to ask you all for help. Please message me or something if you want to, I’m just really inexperienced and want to do this!
// hi hello advice time from an older sibling! I just started this thing pretty recently too, and this is what I've found. If anyone has anything to add, feel free to rb.
The nice thing about Tumblr is that there's really no "right" way to do an ask blog. As long as you and others are having fun! But if you would like some pointers... (continues under the cut)
Sorry for the long post lol, feel free to message me anytime!
If it's your style, you can write some open rps to invite interaction! Write a little blurb about something your muse (character) is doing, and anybody can pick it up and continue it if they wish. Be sure to tag it with "open rp" so people know they can do so.
Also! When you feel you are in a writing mood, I've found it helpful to queue posts. Make a post as normal, but instead of post, select the option to queue it for a date and time you like. That way, if you get writer's block or simply don't have the energy to post, the posts will keep going. Tag these with "queued post" if you wish. You can scroll back through my blog to see examples.
But most importantly, don't feel pressured to do anything you don't want to! At the end of the day, we're all just a buncha strangers on the internet who happen to enjoy DC, and all that ultimately matters is that you are happy. Otherwise, go nuts! ily! ❤️
"As it should be. If you ever start having monster troubles, you know where to find me."
// ofc! I'm open to doing lore things at any point, my muse (character) is a monster hunter who happens to keep an eye on the Iceberg Lounge on slow nights. Send me an ask or dm anytime ^^
LOVE YOUR OCS!!! YOU DID GREAT ON THEM!! EVEN IF THEYRE OVERPOWERED!! EVEN IF THEYRE EDGY!! EVEN IF THEYRE CLICHE!! YOU PUT SO MUCH TIME AND EFFORT INTO THEM AND YOU SHOULD LOVE THEM AND LOVE YOURSELF FOR MAKING THEM!!!
So I just found out my sister, Seraph, is dating A FUCKING CHAOS LORD WITCH BOY. I'm not mad she got pull, she could pull God and I wouldn't be surprised. I'm.ad she didn't tell me! I'm big sister I gotta "playfully" threaten every partner to make them know not to hurt her.
Soooo, if anyone has advice to threaten a being of chaos, let me know, lol.
