[ratwhsprs]

Ratcatcher of DC comics || dossier || rules

21+ only. mutuals only. canon divergent. written by holly (any pronouns, 30+)

verses for vampire the masquerade, marvel, and gotham by gaslight.

timeline || starters || prompts || opens || wishlist || scar map || otis's rats

Status: Sporadic Activity

[holystained]

Onto your temples black dew drips, the final gold of vanished stars.

Credit.

[ratwhsprs]

// I am SOOO going to see Masters of the Universe when it comes out.

[despazito]

[moseby]

I need boy advice help!

kill him

[ratwhsprs]

... Now he wants a mug of peanut butter hot chocolate...

[memememaybe]

✨ * ― 𝙍𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙊𝙈𝙄𝙕𝙀𝙍 𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙀𝙇𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐

interaction theme / vibes wheel .

interaction setting / scene prompts wheel .

[hostilesuggestion]

I do not want people to interfere. I want them to leave me the fuck alone.

[ratwhsprs]

// Gaslight verse Otis is definitely a fan of penny dreadfuls and reads them to his rats when he gets a new one~

[ratwhsprs]

combat. for our muses to train together in combat. from caden

System of Touch || Accepting!

Otis wasn't a fighter. Not in any formal capacity. He survived most dangerous encounters by being faster, more maneuverable, and knowing Gotham’s underground like the back of his hand. Being cornered was another story: he had his staff, a gun, he'd use his teeth if he had to… and that wasn't even taking the dozens of rats into account. 

Caden offering to teach him some more efficient hand to hand came as a surprise, but not one the Ratcatcher immediately turned down. (He'd ask about why later.) 

… but Otis getting himself to actually follow through with a block instead of dodging or ducking everything was harder than he thought— especially considering his sparring partner was a foot taller than him. 

“... I'm not sure how much this is working,” he finally muttered, shaking his curls out of his face.

[ratwhsprs]

🤙 Bump into my muse from mk/steven

Nonverbal Starters || Accepting!

Well… there went his evening's plans. His usual busking spot and the area around it was not only swarming with cops, but a few of their beastly dogs as well. It only took one of them sniffing in his direction to get Otis running back up the subway steps and out onto the sidewalk. 

He ducked into an alley and ran two streets north (narrowly missing getting hit by a car in one crossing) until he was nearing the next end, backing up with his violin case clutched to his chest and the rat on his shoulder nosing worriedly at his hood. 

His back hit a body and it damn near scared him out of his skin. He jumped and spun around, almost dropping the violin AND spooking the rat off his shoulder. But it was no uniformed cop behind him, just a random stranger. Otis let out a wavering breath, hands tightening around the case to try and stop their shaking. 

“S… sorry about that,” he muttered. “Thought you were someone else.”

[thatsbelievable]

[sotick]

By  Roof Topper

[helium-stims]

source

[ratwhsprs]

He's dressed in his "civilian clothes". His jacket hood is up to hide the mess of red curls, with a dark half-mask covering his mouth and nose. A violin case with a few coins and bills in the bottom is open at his feet, and he gets a few glances of recognition as he starts up another song on the instrument in his hands. Money has been a little tight this week; whatever he gets in the next two hours would go to food for him and his animals.

[ratwhsprs]

// Maybe it's bc I've associated this song with him for years now, but if Otis had a singing vc it'd be this--

Also he can nail the violin part <3

[indagold-orchid]

Cheem rat