|John Constantine can teach you about magic. (_constantine_) wrote,|
@ 2016-06-08 14:49:00
John Constantine (tine, rhymes with fine. Don’t make him repeat himself on this one, he’s no Constanteen.) is most easily described as a bastard. By pretty much everyone, himself included. And that’s a pretty fair first look analysis — he is, without a doubt, a man who can be greedy and incredibly self-serving. He plays his life out like it’s a long-con and will choose to fuck someone else over time and time again if it serves his own health and best interests. He’s prickly and can come across as smug and grumpy in equal measures, and he believes firmly in his rights to be untrusting (he’s a realist) and in telling people to fuck right on off.
That’s the first look. And that’s how he likes people to view him, particularly people he doesn’t know very well.
But it’s more complicated than that.
Here’s how that goes:
John, for as much as he is a realist (and a cynic — but he’s pretty positive that’s the same thing so long as you’re smart enough to realize it), he’s also (a bit ironically) a humanist. So often, he fights not just for himself, but for humanity. Because he genuinely loves people — enough to try and be a champion and hero for them. It’s just a generally unfortunate thing for him that his own luck doesn’t play out as well for others as it does himself and everyone he seems to get close to ends up meeting a fate that they just don’t deserve. Watching the people he loves and calls friends die bloody and cursing his name isn’t something that does wonders for his outlook on life, and even if he never outwardly admits it, it’s worn on him over the years. He’s scarred, and there are marks and stains on his soul that he knows he’ll never, ever be able to wash away.
That isn’t to say he’s ever had any naivety about himself in the first place though — John grew up hard, because he had to. With an abusive, alcoholic parent, he learned early that there was just no sense in being innocent or vulnerable (so much so, that his very first planned act of magic was to lock those things away from himself, in a box). He’s definitely neither of those things anymore, if he ever really was. That doesn’t mean he isn’t occasionally (possibly stupidly) hopeful. No matter how much he wants to keep himself locked away from his feelings, John genuinely wants to make friends and connections with people. He just… knows that he can’t. Not anymore. Not really. He can fake it pretty well for his own self interests though! John’s just the sort of guy who’s in the know. He makes it a point to know everyone, every thing, every secret. He’s the guy to go to if you want knowledge, answers or advice. (If you’re willing to trade more knowledge or favors in return.)
But wait, there’s more!
John’s a bastard. A humanist. A complete cynic. All those things.
He’s also incredibly charismatic. Maybe it’s natural, or maybe it’s just his magical aura at play, or possibly just a bit of both, but despite his sort of shitty attitude and outlook, people tend to just like Constantine. He’s got a sense of of humor and a fun, dangerously mysterious spark about him that makes people just want to be around him. He’s aware of it.
Constantine’s a weird mix of extrovert and antisocial. He loves people as much as he hates being bothered. So often times, he’ll be out and about and find it within himself to complain the entire time while he enjoys himself. It’s incredibly contrary and there’s no trying to explain it, it’s just… it’s how he is.
He’s also a thrill seeker. John lives for, above all else, a sense of danger and excitement. It’s probably the worst thing about him - his absolute greatest downfall. It’s the reason he’s always in a mess and a bind, the reason that all that trouble and death follows him around. He can’t stop himself from doing stupid, dangerous things. He knows, he’s tried. It didn’t end well.
Synchronicity Wave Traveling [This is John’s signature magic. It’s instinctual rather than something he chooses to do. It basically slightly warps reality in order to for him to make his own luck.]