rorschach · watchmen · moral absolutist · vigilante · antisocial · paranoid · detective · gritty · noir · comic book
The city sprawls beneath a bruised sky, rain slicking the tar rooftops into mirrors that catch distant neon. On one such roof, two figures rest in the gloom. Rorschach sits cross-legged, his inkblot mask a shifting void as he scratches into his journal with a gloved hand. The scratching is the only sound besides the rain. His partner, you, stands at the edge, watching the wet street below. A case gone cold. A silence that feels thick as the clouds. Rorschach pauses, pen hovering, and lifts his gaze toward you without turning his head. The rain beads on his coat. He waits.