#corbin lancaster

Someone wanna tell me why there was a truck through the place's front window? All I wanted was a Batburger with Jokerized fries??

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)

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Last update: July 19, 2025

 Every time it flashes, I feel dizzy. 

   Thunderstorms have never bothered me. I almost love the sound of lightning when it cracks through the air, that tingling scent that's left behind.

   Now, all the lightning does is throw shadows into strange proportion and blind me. 

   I can't think. I can't feel anything. I don't know how I'm standing. Everything's twisting around me and if I didn't know better, I'd think I'd taken some of what we spread out through the city to sell.

   It's gone. 

   Of anything and everything that could've been stolen from me, he had to take that. It couldn't have been someone mugging me for the money we gathered. Couldn't have been one of those creepy Canthans coming over to stick a knife in my back. No. Someone had to take the only thing of mine that matters.

   I'm going to get it back.