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@john-bastard-constantine
Ello mates. It’s me. Your favorite working class warlock and exorcist: John fucking Constantine. Or Hellblazer if you’re feeling formal.
What introduction do I really need? Let’s see. Bisexual, He/Him, hitched up in Liverpool, London, chronic smoker, been messing with magic since I was wee lad.
I deal with matters of the occult and that sort of funny business. Call me if you need unnatural assistance. Don’t if you don’t.
Alright... Raise your hand ✋ if you have a secret crush on me.
Damn. This is unfortunate for you, mate.
There are too many people John... I feel like I'm in some sort of dating show...
Mmmhm? Are they in the room with us?
... Is this because I see ghosts sometimes?
..Well you shouldn’t be doing that either.
... It's uh... Don't worry about that
No- I’m a little worried. Since you don’t deal with magic.
Honestly I'm mostly used to it now.
Still not a great thing.
It's like my conscience; every person I've ever killed haunts me, reminding me I deserve to be miserable and that I'm a bad person. So when I make poor choices, they all scold me, and I realize I should never expect to feel happiness.
Well.. me too. But mine are actual ghosts.. because I dabble so much with magic. It sounds like you’re hallucinating.
But if you’re being genuine, I can exorcise you. I don’t feel any particularly nasty presence on you but I’m not perfect, just pretty bloody close to it.
Not hallucinations, not ghosts... Some cosmic forces came to judge earth and then attached themselves to me instead of leaving fully. I wish it was my mental illness...
.. damn that sucks mate. I don’t know many cosmic doctors. Uhh I can give you something that blurs them but it might lobotomize you.
Honestly, it's fine, divine punishment, bearing a cross...
Mmmhm? Yeah something’s off with you.
Moth noises
I swear-
Alright... Raise your hand ✋ if you have a secret crush on me.
Damn. This is unfortunate for you, mate.
There are too many people John... I feel like I'm in some sort of dating show...
Mmmhm? Are they in the room with us?
... Is this because I see ghosts sometimes?
..Well you shouldn’t be doing that either.
... It's uh... Don't worry about that
No- I’m a little worried. Since you don’t deal with magic.
Honestly I'm mostly used to it now.
Still not a great thing.
It's like my conscience; every person I've ever killed haunts me, reminding me I deserve to be miserable and that I'm a bad person. So when I make poor choices, they all scold me, and I realize I should never expect to feel happiness.
Well.. me too. But mine are actual ghosts.. because I dabble so much with magic. It sounds like you’re hallucinating.
But if you’re being genuine, I can exorcise you. I don’t feel any particularly nasty presence on you but I’m not perfect, just pretty bloody close to it.
Not hallucinations, not ghosts... Some cosmic forces came to judge earth and then attached themselves to me instead of leaving fully. I wish it was my mental illness...
.. damn that sucks mate. I don’t know many cosmic doctors. Uhh I can give you something that blurs them but it might lobotomize you.
Alright... Raise your hand ✋ if you have a secret crush on me.
Damn. This is unfortunate for you, mate.
There are too many people John... I feel like I'm in some sort of dating show...
Mmmhm? Are they in the room with us?
... Is this because I see ghosts sometimes?
..Well you shouldn’t be doing that either.
... It's uh... Don't worry about that
No- I’m a little worried. Since you don’t deal with magic.
Honestly I'm mostly used to it now.
Still not a great thing.
It's like my conscience; every person I've ever killed haunts me, reminding me I deserve to be miserable and that I'm a bad person. So when I make poor choices, they all scold me, and I realize I should never expect to feel happiness.
Well.. me too. But mine are actual ghosts.. because I dabble so much with magic. It sounds like you’re hallucinating.
But if you’re being genuine, I can exorcise you. I don’t feel any particularly nasty presence on you but I’m not perfect, just pretty bloody close to it.
Alright... Raise your hand ✋ if you have a secret crush on me.
Damn. This is unfortunate for you, mate.
There are too many people John... I feel like I'm in some sort of dating show...
Mmmhm? Are they in the room with us?
... Is this because I see ghosts sometimes?
..Well you shouldn’t be doing that either.
... It's uh... Don't worry about that
No- I’m a little worried. Since you don’t deal with magic.
Honestly I'm mostly used to it now.
Still not a great thing.
John, do you deal with the fae at all?
Ugh.. hate dealing with those finicky things. Please don’t tell me you gave them your name.
No but I'm worried my son did... I'm not sure I'm monitoring the situation
*The most annoyed sigh.*
You better be jokin’.
Alright... Raise your hand ✋ if you have a secret crush on me.
Damn. This is unfortunate for you, mate.
There are too many people John... I feel like I'm in some sort of dating show...
Mmmhm? Are they in the room with us?
... Is this because I see ghosts sometimes?
..Well you shouldn’t be doing that either.
... It's uh... Don't worry about that
No- I’m a little worried. Since you don’t deal with magic.
Alright... Raise your hand ✋ if you have a secret crush on me.
Damn. This is unfortunate for you, mate.
There are too many people John... I feel like I'm in some sort of dating show...
Mmmhm? Are they in the room with us?
... Is this because I see ghosts sometimes?
..Well you shouldn’t be doing that either.
John, do you deal with the fae at all?
Ugh.. hate dealing with those finicky things. Please don’t tell me you gave them your name.
Alright... Raise your hand ✋ if you have a secret crush on me.
Damn. This is unfortunate for you, mate.
There are too many people John... I feel like I'm in some sort of dating show...
Mmmhm? Are they in the room with us?
Alright... Raise your hand ✋ if you have a secret crush on me.
Damn. This is unfortunate for you, mate.
Open RP - Norman's Birthday
It s been years since Norman voluntarily hosted a birthday party. While he has organized galas and various events as the CEO of Oscorp, celebrating his birthday with friends feels foreign now. The idea of inviting people into his space for a private, intimate gathering seems strange, especially since he hasn't had many friends to begin with.
He opened his penthouse to friends, family, and colleagues, offering plenty of food and drinks. Caterers in the kitchen presented platter after platter of appetizers, while a soft orchestral score played in the background. Meanwhile, Amelia, the small black kitten with large green eyes, and Watson, the orange kitten, demanded attention from various guests.
Earlier in the evening, Norman's grandsons and daughter-in-law were present at the party, but as it got late, most of the younger guests left. Those who remained were his closer friends or guests he personally invited to celebrate the day. Norman made his way around the party, chatting with guests all night.
Finally, he retreated to a private spot on the balcony of his penthouse. He thought it might be easier to have a drink there and gather his thoughts. Breathing in the night air, he tried to quiet his mind. Maybe he was just tired; that could explain why he didn't notice someone standing behind him. --- NPT's anyone can reply, you don't have to be tagged to interact: @ancient-siren @unofficially-tonystark @smarterthantonystark @whatastrangenamee @lyraqu1nn @ravonna-lexus-renslayer @winterstorm17 @worstwolverinee @john-bastard-constantine @lost-buck @emiliakanebarnes @amoracupid
*John looks like he walked in off the street, no dressing up in sight. Barely tucked shirt with a red loosely tied tie and dirty trench coat helps him really stand out in the crowd.*
Big birthday day eh?
Norman can't help but laugh; John is so... John, as always. "Is that your formal trench coat?" he jokes. "Or maybe your ortt trench coat?" Norman gestures to the nearby couches. "I'm 64 today; care for a drink?"
This is my ‘I just finished a 4 day job’ trench coat, thanks for asking.
Ah, nah mate. Already helped myself.
"Jesus four days... What was it this time?" Norman asks genuinely curious.
"I respect a man that understands, open bar and free food." Norman winks.
It started as laying some spirits to rest which quickly spiraled into finding some possessions which led to a couple exorcisms. Went to hell for a brief stint which ended with making a couple demons with egos fight each other.
Best food and drink I get to have during my average day to day.
"Take some home; I have plenty, that way you get a solid meal in tomorrow too."Norman encourages.
"Even demons have egos; that doesn't surprise me. Do you get to sleep now? Or are you off to the next job? And by hell you mean actual hell, don't you?
Ah that sounds lovely, mate. I’ll take some home for Chas too.
Demons have the biggest egos. It’s insufferable. Oh I’ll sleep at some point, whether it’s from exhaustion or otherwise. No I meant Hell, Michigan- yes of course I mean actual hell.
"Who is Chas? A friend?" Norman asks.
"Touchy there; not all of us go back and forth between literal hell, you know. And some people think Hell is metaphorical. Personally, I don't want to find out." Norman shrugs, "I keep telling you, not my wheelhouse. I'll stick to New York and Earth."
My best mate! Only guy I know that isn’t affected by my bullshit.
Hell is metaphorical, and it’s not. It’s a real finicky thing.
Open RP - Norman's Birthday
It s been years since Norman voluntarily hosted a birthday party. While he has organized galas and various events as the CEO of Oscorp, celebrating his birthday with friends feels foreign now. The idea of inviting people into his space for a private, intimate gathering seems strange, especially since he hasn't had many friends to begin with.
He opened his penthouse to friends, family, and colleagues, offering plenty of food and drinks. Caterers in the kitchen presented platter after platter of appetizers, while a soft orchestral score played in the background. Meanwhile, Amelia, the small black kitten with large green eyes, and Watson, the orange kitten, demanded attention from various guests.
Earlier in the evening, Norman's grandsons and daughter-in-law were present at the party, but as it got late, most of the younger guests left. Those who remained were his closer friends or guests he personally invited to celebrate the day. Norman made his way around the party, chatting with guests all night.
Finally, he retreated to a private spot on the balcony of his penthouse. He thought it might be easier to have a drink there and gather his thoughts. Breathing in the night air, he tried to quiet his mind. Maybe he was just tired; that could explain why he didn't notice someone standing behind him. --- NPT's anyone can reply, you don't have to be tagged to interact: @ancient-siren @unofficially-tonystark @smarterthantonystark @whatastrangenamee @lyraqu1nn @ravonna-lexus-renslayer @winterstorm17 @worstwolverinee @john-bastard-constantine @lost-buck @emiliakanebarnes @amoracupid
*John looks like he walked in off the street, no dressing up in sight. Barely tucked shirt with a red loosely tied tie and dirty trench coat helps him really stand out in the crowd.*
Big birthday day eh?
Norman can't help but laugh; John is so... John, as always. "Is that your formal trench coat?" he jokes. "Or maybe your ortt trench coat?" Norman gestures to the nearby couches. "I'm 64 today; care for a drink?"
This is my ‘I just finished a 4 day job’ trench coat, thanks for asking.
Ah, nah mate. Already helped myself.
"Jesus four days... What was it this time?" Norman asks genuinely curious.
"I respect a man that understands, open bar and free food." Norman winks.
It started as laying some spirits to rest which quickly spiraled into finding some possessions which led to a couple exorcisms. Went to hell for a brief stint which ended with making a couple demons with egos fight each other.
Best food and drink I get to have during my average day to day.
"Take some home; I have plenty, that way you get a solid meal in tomorrow too."Norman encourages.
"Even demons have egos; that doesn't surprise me. Do you get to sleep now? Or are you off to the next job? And by hell you mean actual hell, don't you?
Ah that sounds lovely, mate. I’ll take some home for Chas too.
Demons have the biggest egos. It’s insufferable. Oh I’ll sleep at some point, whether it’s from exhaustion or otherwise. No I meant Hell, Michigan- yes of course I mean actual hell.
Open RP - Norman's Birthday
It s been years since Norman voluntarily hosted a birthday party. While he has organized galas and various events as the CEO of Oscorp, celebrating his birthday with friends feels foreign now. The idea of inviting people into his space for a private, intimate gathering seems strange, especially since he hasn't had many friends to begin with.
He opened his penthouse to friends, family, and colleagues, offering plenty of food and drinks. Caterers in the kitchen presented platter after platter of appetizers, while a soft orchestral score played in the background. Meanwhile, Amelia, the small black kitten with large green eyes, and Watson, the orange kitten, demanded attention from various guests.
Earlier in the evening, Norman's grandsons and daughter-in-law were present at the party, but as it got late, most of the younger guests left. Those who remained were his closer friends or guests he personally invited to celebrate the day. Norman made his way around the party, chatting with guests all night.
Finally, he retreated to a private spot on the balcony of his penthouse. He thought it might be easier to have a drink there and gather his thoughts. Breathing in the night air, he tried to quiet his mind. Maybe he was just tired; that could explain why he didn't notice someone standing behind him. --- NPT's anyone can reply, you don't have to be tagged to interact: @ancient-siren @unofficially-tonystark @smarterthantonystark @whatastrangenamee @lyraqu1nn @ravonna-lexus-renslayer @winterstorm17 @worstwolverinee @john-bastard-constantine @lost-buck @emiliakanebarnes @amoracupid
*John looks like he walked in off the street, no dressing up in sight. Barely tucked shirt with a red loosely tied tie and dirty trench coat helps him really stand out in the crowd.*
Big birthday day eh?
Norman can't help but laugh; John is so... John, as always. "Is that your formal trench coat?" he jokes. "Or maybe your ortt trench coat?" Norman gestures to the nearby couches. "I'm 64 today; care for a drink?"
This is my ‘I just finished a 4 day job’ trench coat, thanks for asking.
Ah, nah mate. Already helped myself.
"Jesus four days... What was it this time?" Norman asks genuinely curious.
"I respect a man that understands, open bar and free food." Norman winks.
It started as laying some spirits to rest which quickly spiraled into finding some possessions which led to a couple exorcisms. Went to hell for a brief stint which ended with making a couple demons with egos fight each other.
Best food and drink I get to have during my average day to day.
Open RP - Norman's Birthday
It s been years since Norman voluntarily hosted a birthday party. While he has organized galas and various events as the CEO of Oscorp, celebrating his birthday with friends feels foreign now. The idea of inviting people into his space for a private, intimate gathering seems strange, especially since he hasn't had many friends to begin with.
He opened his penthouse to friends, family, and colleagues, offering plenty of food and drinks. Caterers in the kitchen presented platter after platter of appetizers, while a soft orchestral score played in the background. Meanwhile, Amelia, the small black kitten with large green eyes, and Watson, the orange kitten, demanded attention from various guests.
Earlier in the evening, Norman's grandsons and daughter-in-law were present at the party, but as it got late, most of the younger guests left. Those who remained were his closer friends or guests he personally invited to celebrate the day. Norman made his way around the party, chatting with guests all night.
Finally, he retreated to a private spot on the balcony of his penthouse. He thought it might be easier to have a drink there and gather his thoughts. Breathing in the night air, he tried to quiet his mind. Maybe he was just tired; that could explain why he didn't notice someone standing behind him. --- NPT's anyone can reply, you don't have to be tagged to interact: @ancient-siren @unofficially-tonystark @smarterthantonystark @whatastrangenamee @lyraqu1nn @ravonna-lexus-renslayer @winterstorm17 @worstwolverinee @john-bastard-constantine @lost-buck @emiliakanebarnes @amoracupid
*John looks like he walked in off the street, no dressing up in sight. Barely tucked shirt with a red loosely tied tie and dirty trench coat helps him really stand out in the crowd.*
Big birthday day eh?
Norman can't help but laugh; John is so... John, as always. "Is that your formal trench coat?" he jokes. "Or maybe your ortt trench coat?" Norman gestures to the nearby couches. "I'm 64 today; care for a drink?"
This is my ‘I just finished a 4 day job’ trench coat, thanks for asking.
Ah, nah mate. Already helped myself.
"Can you borrow me a cigarette?" - @ithinkmyskullburns
Mmm.. I’m on my last box, mate. But sure I’ll spare one.
*John tosses one over.*
"Thanks." Johnny caught the cigarette and put it between his lips.
Gonna need a light for that?
