REAL NAME: Walter Kovacs

EYES: Brown


HEIGHT: 5'9''

WEIGHT: 190 Lbs.


Rorschach developed his own fighting style, but mainly used fear as a weapon, and engaged brutal torture tactics in his work. He is very resourceful, and a very good amateur detective, maintaining contact with the underworld.


Walter Kovacs grew up in a bad home. His mother was a prostitute who cared very little for her son, and beat him. Teased by other children, and troubled by bad dreams, Walter was placed in a children's home at the age of 11 after viciously attacking another child. He went to work for a dressmaker as a teenager, and received a rejected Dr. Manhattan spinoff dress from a woman. He took it home and after playing with it for a while, tired of it. Months later, he read of the woman's murder. She had been raped and tortured while her apartment mates watched. Ashamed at humanity, Kovacs made a mask out of the dress and donned an old trenchcoat and fedora and took to the streets as Rorschach, He joined briefly with fellow vigilante Nite Owl to stop the New York street gangs. One case warped Rorschach for good, as he investigated the kidnapping of a young girl, and realized what true evil was. He became brutal, torturing and killing criminals, and at one point confessed to most of the murders attributed to him. He was imprisoned for a brief period before breaking out, and became involved in a hunt for a mask killer. Upon learning of Adrian Veidt's deed, Rorschach, determined to tell everyone the truth, was silenced by Dr. Manhattan. He kept a journal, which he eventually mailed to the New Frontiersman, his favorite paper.



"That what they're saying about me now? That I'm paranoid?"

"Looked up at the sky and God was not there. The cold, suffocating dark goes on forever, and we are alone... Born from oblivion; bear children, hellbound as ourselves go into oblivion...was reborn then, free to scrawl my design on this morally blank world. Was Rorschach..."

"People must be told. Evil must be punished..."


Excerpts From Rorschach's Journal