Stats/Permissions
Name: John Constantine
Age: 56
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Blonde
Height: ...haven't a clue. About average, say 5'8" or 5'9"?
Weight: Again, not a clue.
Medical Info: Pretty fit, if only from all the running for his life he seems to do. He smokes like a factory chimney, but he got a brand new pair of lungs twenty years ago, so it's all good. Physically, pretty healthy; mentally, less so.
Physical Traits: He looks about thirty or thirty-five, with short, messy hair. He's pretty skinny at the best of times, and not particularly tall, although not exactly a dwarf, either. Oh, and there's a Christmas tree tattooed on his arse.
Clothes-wise, he only really has one outfit; white shirt, blue jeans, black tie. And most important, the trenchcoat, which he wouldn't swap for love nor money, and which he's had since forever.
What's Okay To Mention Around Him: Just about anything, but if you mention Newcastle, Ravenscar, or the Devil, he'll go srs bzns very fast. Ditto the subject of dead friends.
Abilities: He's a magus. His power limits aren't made very clear in canon, but he can definitely do illusion, divination, demon summoning, necromancy, and all that crazy jazz. He's also psychic - he can talk to the dead, look into the future, and, if he really tries, read minds.
He has demon blood, which means he heals unnaturally fast and is responsible for how young he looks for his age. This will also be very poisonous to anything that might be considered "holy".
He has unnaturally good luck. Synchronicity is the Laughing Magician's birthright; John does a lot of instinctively being in the right place, at the right time, with the right people.
He's also a conman and what you might call a stage magician. He knows how to cheat at cards, even without psychic powers, and he's a master of sleight of hand, escapology, and hypnotism. The hypnotism, for reference, won't necessarily come with any sort of "you-are-feeling-sleepy-very-sleepy" warning; quite often, he can just reach into your mind and plant thoughts there.
Notes for the Psychics: If by some miracle you get into his head - he's a pretty strong psychic himself, and he likes his privacy - you'll find it's a bit of a mess up there. Lots of dark thoughts about dead people, demons, Hell, and other things man was not meant to wot of. But it's okay, because you'll be distracted by him fighting like the dickens to get you out of his mind.
Can I shapeshift/bodyswap/spit at/step on/etc?: Oh, sure. Go ahead. Ask about the first two, but go ahead.
Hugging/Kissing/Other non-violent physical contact: Yup, always appreciated. And unless he really hates you, he'll be glad for it - he's not exactly picky with people.
Maim/Murder/Death: Yeeeees, okay, but talk to me first, and bear in mind the aforementioned demon blood. Also the aforementioned escapology.
Cooking: Bachelor cooking, yes. Five-course slap-up meal, no.
Age: 56
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Blonde
Height: ...haven't a clue. About average, say 5'8" or 5'9"?
Weight: Again, not a clue.
Medical Info: Pretty fit, if only from all the running for his life he seems to do. He smokes like a factory chimney, but he got a brand new pair of lungs twenty years ago, so it's all good. Physically, pretty healthy; mentally, less so.
Physical Traits: He looks about thirty or thirty-five, with short, messy hair. He's pretty skinny at the best of times, and not particularly tall, although not exactly a dwarf, either. Oh, and there's a Christmas tree tattooed on his arse.
Clothes-wise, he only really has one outfit; white shirt, blue jeans, black tie. And most important, the trenchcoat, which he wouldn't swap for love nor money, and which he's had since forever.
What's Okay To Mention Around Him: Just about anything, but if you mention Newcastle, Ravenscar, or the Devil, he'll go srs bzns very fast. Ditto the subject of dead friends.
Abilities: He's a magus. His power limits aren't made very clear in canon, but he can definitely do illusion, divination, demon summoning, necromancy, and all that crazy jazz. He's also psychic - he can talk to the dead, look into the future, and, if he really tries, read minds.
He has demon blood, which means he heals unnaturally fast and is responsible for how young he looks for his age. This will also be very poisonous to anything that might be considered "holy".
He has unnaturally good luck. Synchronicity is the Laughing Magician's birthright; John does a lot of instinctively being in the right place, at the right time, with the right people.
He's also a conman and what you might call a stage magician. He knows how to cheat at cards, even without psychic powers, and he's a master of sleight of hand, escapology, and hypnotism. The hypnotism, for reference, won't necessarily come with any sort of "you-are-feeling-sleepy-very-sleepy" warning; quite often, he can just reach into your mind and plant thoughts there.
Notes for the Psychics: If by some miracle you get into his head - he's a pretty strong psychic himself, and he likes his privacy - you'll find it's a bit of a mess up there. Lots of dark thoughts about dead people, demons, Hell, and other things man was not meant to wot of. But it's okay, because you'll be distracted by him fighting like the dickens to get you out of his mind.
Can I shapeshift/bodyswap/spit at/step on/etc?: Oh, sure. Go ahead. Ask about the first two, but go ahead.
Hugging/Kissing/Other non-violent physical contact: Yup, always appreciated. And unless he really hates you, he'll be glad for it - he's not exactly picky with people.
Maim/Murder/Death: Yeeeees, okay, but talk to me first, and bear in mind the aforementioned demon blood. Also the aforementioned escapology.
Cooking: Bachelor cooking, yes. Five-course slap-up meal, no.