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Killer Croc of DC comics || dossier & rules
21+ only. mutuals only. selective. canon divergent.
written by holly (she/her, 30+).
Status: LOW / SPORADIC ACTIVITY / SEMI HIATUS

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@bleedinghearth || cont. from Tumblr's stupidity
"I've never heard of a sausage roll. If you're goin' to a 7/11, the closest you might get is a roller dog," he shrugged. "But if you find any, I'd be thrilled to try 'em."
Convenience store food was sketchy at best, but it wasn't like his stomach couldn't handle it.
"Mm. We might've put out a fire, but that doesn't cancel out the fact that I'm supposed to be in Arkham right now."
@ofrageandruin ; starter call.
❝ You cannot keep going on like this, Croc.
Underneath the mask, underneath the visage of the Batman was still just a man; Bruce Wayne. There within lay a heart that hated seeing others suffer. Modified or not, Croc did not deserve the torment his creation wrought on his mind. Granted, Bruce did not know exactly how to help but there had to be a way. Some measure of a sanctuary that the the billionaire could grant the man, er, crocodile.
❝ I can find you some sort of help but stalking about like you have been and making a bloody mess of everyone you come into contact with is not going to help that.
Talking was a new approach, wasn't it? Croc could have argued that it technically wasn't everyone he was going after. He generally left city maintenance teams alone, didn't he?
... but it was either have a chat or likely be dropped back into that concrete pit in Arkham. Besides... a more understanding approach had worked with him in the past. It had just been a long, long time since that had happened.
"And exactly what kinda help would you be proposin'?" He growled softly. "Arkham does a fat lotta good n' from my experience most people already HAVE a set opinion of me."
Even before he embraced his moniker.
" what did you do ? " - from batman
Blood, Blood || Accepting!
Blood dripped from his snout and claws; one massive hand was still curled tight around the shreds of what seemed to be a flak vest. Batman probably couldn't smell it, but Croc could: the sterile scent of some laboratory or medical facility still clung to the material.
"Took care of a couple unwanted visitors," he hissed, baring his teeth. "Everyone else gets the right to protect where they live."
I'm changing a big aspect of Croc's backstory!
Now there was no abusive aunt, and he was never human.
The alligator tagged as EX-311 was born and raised in a Chimera laboratory, and ended up attaining human-level intelligence over the course of the experiments performed on him.
After escaping the labs, he was taken in by a traveling carnival and given an act and a new monicker, "Killer Croc". Things were good for a few years until the carnival traded hands, and Croc was relegated to a terrifying sideshow attraction. He took the abuse in stride until the night of their opening show in Gotham, when a fire started by a couple of lowlifes destroyed the entire pier and killed the only person he was sticking around for.
After escaping the cops who had their guns trained on him just for his appearance, he fled into the closest waterways– Gotham’s waterways– where he came to fully embrace the moniker he’d been given in the carnival: “Killer Croc”.

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂
𝐁𝐎𝐋𝐃 / 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒
━━ 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒
tinkling of piano keys / the click of a lock / an engine starting, stalling / sinful whispers / stifled sobbing / the rattle of death / alarm blaring / a siren call / spanish guitar strumming / loud laughter at midnight / banshee screeching / drunk hiccuping / the giggle of a child / rolling thunder / disdainful chuckling / bones creaking / carefree whistling / singing off key / flesh hitting concrete / white noise / a mirror cracking / laboured breathing / a groan of pain / waves lapping at the shore / the roar of a lion / pages turning / swords clashing / deep humming / birds chirping / dial tone / tongue popping / fingers tapping a surface / crystals breaking / music turned up to the limit / raindrops on a roof / angry yelling / yawning at noon / horns going off / ravens talking / bubblegum bursting / splashing water / teakettle squeal / militia drums / wolves howling / slow, sarcastic clapping / soprano notes / whispering pleas / gregorian chants / mournful cries
━━ 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐒
filled notebooks / dogeared books / clean shaves / empty stares / sleeping at a desk / the witching hour / driving all night / restless tides / broken windows / coffee any time / freshly baked goods / bonfires / lounging felines / circles under your eyes / bedhead / tangling in the sheets / leather jackets / paint stains / music sheets / too many tabs to find the music / weary brows / card games / messy ponytails / strained smiles / unsent texts / heart on your sleeve / slow dancing in the rain / star gazing / torn jeans / piles of clothes / filled bookshelves / hurricanes / chapped lips / cliff diving / the lights in venice / stolen kisses / poet shirts / half melted candles / empty coffee mugs / hot tea / unlaced boots / shameless flirting / too young to be so old / laced fingers / eyes in the trees / bloody knuckles / french letters / neon lights / ivy covered balconies
━━ 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒
burnt leaves / turkish coffee / spiced rum / moss / vanilla beans / freshly cut grass / decay / sea salt / strawberries and cream / cinnamon / honey / copper / pineapple / wet dog / pine needles / wood shavings / rainsoaked bark / something sharp, indefinable / Russian tea / dandelions / squeezed limes / Italian wine / freshly laundered clothes / coming rain / hardtack and gruel / roasting flesh / something cloying in the chest / ichor / lillies in spring / pollen / damp clothes / meatpies / greasy coins / curdled milk / leather / bone marrow / wet cement / ricecakes / open paint cans / cocoa leaves / tar / apples / sandlewood cologne / orchids / molded onions / cheap perfume / mistletoe / rubber on fire / grave dirt / old books / new books / melting plastic / roses / poison oak / sea cucumbers / peppermint
blood, blood, gallons of the stuff ! a collection of icky, bloody prompts for those who like to choose violence. actions are reversible. general warning for blood, violence, murder, death.
𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :
" that's a lot of blood. "
" it isn't mine. "
" what did you do ? "
[ sigh ] " what did you do ? "
" come on. have a taste. "
" holy shit, are you okay ? "
" it looks worse than it feels. "
" you should see the other guy. "
" it's a good look on you. you should get covered in blood more often. "
" lean on me. "
" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? "
" . . . gross. "
[ standing over a body ] " oops. "
" is that a fucking body ? "
" look, i'm sorry, okay ? "
" what the hell happened ? "
" before you say anything, it wasn't me. "
" at least it wasn't me this time. "
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you pretend it isn't. "
" look at me. this is who i am, no matter how much you wish it wasn't. "
" i'm not scared of you. "
" you don't scare me. "
" shut up and let me help you. "
" i got your shirt all bloody. "
" let's get you cleaned up. "
" that looks like it hurts. "
" i'm fine, just. . . give me a minute. "
" we are so fucked. "
" what the fuck is wrong with you ? "
" are you gonna help me clean it up or not ? "
" the fucker deserved it. "
" red looks good on you. "
" what the hell did you do ; tap - dance all over the body with ice - skates ? "
" what, did you run over the body with your car a couple times after ? "
" i. . . i didn't mean to. . . "
" sorry. fuck, i'm sorry. "
" this isn't what it looks like. "
" it was an accident. "
" motherfucker ran right into my knife, i swear. "
" people need to look both ways before crossing. . . bullets. "
" would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? "
" hey, look at me. i don't care. are you okay ? "
" they deserved it, right ? please tell me they deserved it. "
" you're bleeding. "
" what the fuck happened to you ? "
" you're getting blood on the carpet. "
" sit down before you fall down. "
" that looks like a you problem. "
𝚄𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽 :
sender spits out a mouthful of blood at receiver's feet
sender spits out a mouthful of blood on receiver
receiver finds sender covered in blood
sender tries desperately to stop receiver's bleeding
sender helps receiver clean up after a kill
sender wipes blood from receiver's face with a washcloth
sender wipes blood from receiver's face with their thumb
sender licks receiver's blood off a knife
sender licks receiver's blood off their thumb
sender lights up a cigarette a foot away from someone they killed before offering one to receiver
receiver finds sender stood over a body
sender stitches up receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]
sender digs their finger into receiver's wound [ optional wound placement ]
sender frantically checks receiver for injuries under all the blood
sender guides receiver's bloody hands under a faucet / water source and begins washing them clean
sender bites receiver hard enough to draw blood
sender tilts receiver's head back to staunch a nosebleed
sender draws a smiley face out of the blood they spilled :)
receiver finds sender cleaning up a kill in a daze
sender looks receiver in the eye as they shoot / stab / kill someone
sender ruffles receiver's hair, getting blood all over their hand
sender gets some of receiver's blood on them and makes a face
sender flicks blood at receiver to annoy them
sender stomps in a pool of blood to splash it on receiver
sender slips in their victim's blood but receiver steadies them before they can fall
sender steadies receiver when they slip in the blood sender spilled
receiver comes home to sender covered in blood and waiting for them with all the lights off
sender spits out a tooth and it hits receiver
sender tries to wipe blood off receiver but the blood on their hands just makes it worse
sender takes an injury meant for receiver
sender shows up on receiver's doorstep covered in blood
sender sits down quietly next to receiver after receiver kills someone
sender punches receiver in the mouth
receiver watches sender lick the blood off their fingers like its cheeto dust
sender helps receiver bury a body
sender hugs receiver just to get their victim's blood all over them <3
sender hugs receiver just to get their blood all over them <3
sender leans on receiver for support
sender kills someone to protect receiver
receiver finds sender in a frenzy maiming a body after they've already killed it
sender kills someone and the blood spatters on receiver
receiver finds sender desperately trying to wash the blood off of themself
sender kisses receiver to taste the blood on their busted lip
sender shoots / stabs receiver non - fatally as a warning
was there anyone who was a shining light for your muse? Ie. was there any adult who they could genuinely rely on / trust?
Rough Childhood || Accepting!
Not really. The only people who were constants were the scientists in charge of his "wellbeing". Occasionally there'd be a newcomer who was gentler or would ask for his cooperation in the routine samples that needed to be taken, but it never lasted.
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q’s for muses who had a… r o u g h childhood
( tw’s for trauma, child abuse, child neglect, and violence toward children )
does your muse blame themselves for their trauma?
does your muse suffer with nightmares of their trauma?
what triggers does your muse have from their childhood?
who in their life was most responsible for your muse’s trauma?
has your muse ever been officially diagnosed with ptsd, c-ptsd?
what was the worst / most traumatic moment in their childhood?
how old was your muse when they realized they had childhood trauma?
how does your muse react to being triggered? ( disassociates, becomes angry, etc. )
what coping methods ( healthy or unhealthy ) did your muse learn during their childhood?
does your muse want their abuser(s) to face consequences? Or would they rather forget any of it happened?
was there anyone who was a shining light for your muse? Ie. was there any adult who they could genuinely rely on / trust?

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"You may make a meal of me yet, but not today."
Good Enough to Eat || Accepting!
"I ain't in the habit of eatin' friends of friends, not unless they're really askin' for it."
For all his good behavior, Dwight didn't smell quite right, and that was enough to put him off Croc's menu.
“When you look at me, the hunger stops hurting.”
Good Enough to Eat || Accepting!
Croc watched the serpentine assassin for a long moment, taking the time to mull his words over.
He was familiar with hunger, but it was never quite an uncontrollable compulsion. Copperhead was a highly skilled assassin; he'd only seeing it once, but watching him rip someone apart with such brutality was... surprising.
A thoughtful hum rattled in his throat as he tilted his head.
"...maybe 'cause I'm not human?" he rumbled. "Never was, no matter what some tabloids like to go on about."
"This would go a lot smoother if ye communicated with me." -cranephdr
Prompts for People Who Don't Say Much || Accepting! || @cranephdr
Croc only gave a low growl in response, a sound deep enough to rumble in his chest like thunder as his teeth glistened in the dim light. He didn't FEEL like talking right now. It would be smoother for HIM if Crane would just follow him to the exit they were seeking...
But the rumbling growl slowly faded enough for him to speak in a thick Cajun accent.
"Closest exit's six turns up on the left," he hissed. "But I smell gun oil n' Kevlar in that direction. Might have to go further, unless you want a fight gettin' outta here."
Soo...monster noises, their growls, coos, chirps, groans, moans, purrs, roars, clicks...sounds that give you shivers and make your hair stand on end. Sounds that make your whole body tremble and your bones rattle. Sounds you can fall asleep to.
villains are hard to play --
Please remember that just because someone is playing a villainous character doesn’t mean that they don’t love their character, or don’t have a version of it that is perhaps new to you. Respect the muns of villains as much as you would respect any other mun, and remember to work with them.
It is very hard to play a villainous character in a world full of heroes and cinnamon rolls, and the muns who pick them up and are willing to give them a try deserve some extra support and love, because they’re going to need it. Love the villain muns, respect their autonomy as players, and don’t try to force their character to submit to your plot desires just because you’re playing a hero. Heroes might not always win, and heroes are not always more interesting, not always better characters – they’re just typically more popular because most of us want to be good, and it’s a lot easier to self-insert with a morally good character for many people.
Respect your villains. If they’re canon characters, don’t assume that they’re all the same as every other one you’ve seen. If they’re original, respect that their mun is giving you a neat new antagonist to deal with.
Conflict is necessary, and villain muns deserve to enjoy their RP experience, too!

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oh, so when other people go outside it’s “good for their health” and “highly recommended”, it’s only when i do it that it’s a “containment breach” and a “high-level threat to public safety and security”, huh?
Beast prompt for RE!Hawk >:)
Send “Beast” to encounter a feral version of my muse! || Accepting!
A deep breath of the cold night air told Croc all he needed to know: there was something-- someone-- nearby that he was familiar with. Their scent was familiar, at least...
Familiarity didn't mean he was happy to see them.
They'd get one warning to keep their distance, in the form of a deep rumbling growl. He didn’t feel like using words right now.
Teeth would follow if that warning wasn't heeded.