LIKE HIM AU.
Basically, if john was like his father, subconsciously or not.
"Alcohol is better than dealing with you. You ruined me."

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LIKE HIM AU.
Basically, if john was like his father, subconsciously or not.
"Alcohol is better than dealing with you. You ruined me."

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How come your nice to bug and sage even if you don't like'em + truth serum
....
*saying trough clenched teeth* I'm trying to get them on my side so it's harder for others to attempt and murder me I need the guard dog and the girl I have pity on.
If my character was under a truth serum, what would you/your character ask them?
They have to tell the truth, remember!
Hmmmmmmmm
?.......
......... why am i being stared at..... mr. constantine?!?
What.
What the fuck do you want.
theres someone starin' at me:(
'm scared
Just look away. What's the problem?

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Hmmmmmmmm
?.......
......... why am i being stared at..... mr. constantine?!?
What.
What the fuck do you want.
I heard that boy you took in calling for you
Didn't take in shit but sure.
*A clawed hand taps Constantine on the shoulder, bleeding out of the shadows with a menacing chuckle*
(( hi this is mochi mun ( @damietheprideprince ) who got lost on some stuff but still wants to torture Con :3. Answer whenever))
((Mwehehe oh hell yea))
He was just going about his business, grabbing another bottle, doing his own shit expecting today to be somewhat more calm..guess not.
The first thing he does almost on auto pilot is mutter a protective enchantment before looking at what was laughing with a scowl.
*The moment John turned to face the direction the hand appeared at, Damien grabbed his face, pulling him fowards against the wall he had used to appear with enough strength to at least crack his nose a bit.
Walking out of the shadows, he looked down at the drunkard with a cruel smile*
"I'm terribly sorry for the delay in appearing... I was caught up on other stuff. But I'm sure you've been warned of my arrival"
*he taunted the smaller man*
"Oohmpf-" the crack of his nose shot a wave of pain trough his face. Yea no great. Now he can go put that back once this is done.
"Fuckin hell- what the Fuck do you want?"
"Why, I'm the demon they warned you about! The uncle of the boys you harmed"
*at the last segment, his smile fell to a dangerously angry glare*
"I thought I'd pay a visit... Just reckoning, nothing more"
He couldn't help but just roll his eyes..over dramatic and protective family is the worst. Definitely if they are against someone who hardly did anything.
"Oh come on..for gods sake I don't have time for stupid angry little bitches who are oh so offended that their nephew was being a disrespectful little shit and got what he deserved. You just want to spoil him rotten."
*Damien grabbed Constantine's head, throwing him against the wall one more time*
"Wrong answer.
I don't care how you think things work, I don't care what you think of my nephews, but let's make one thing fucking clear"
*he grabbed Constantine by the back of his clothes' collar, throwing him on the ground and stepping on his chest*
"When I'm done with you, you won't be able to ever, touch a hair of a child again"
He lets out a grunt of discomfort at the throw. The protection spell worked pretty well so far, atleast he wasn't getting stabbed.
"..good riddance what is it with you lot and throwing me into Walls!?-"
He got thrown down again, looking up at the guy..He was rather tall..He seemed absolutely Pissed off.
"..oh fuck me gently with a chainsaw-" he muttered absentmindedly
*he chuckled maliciously, paying no mind to Constantine's comments. Grabbing his chest and pulling him up in the air, he hit the mage in the chest with his elbow, squishing him against the wall*
"Bitch-" he coughed out, instantly trying to draw an spell in the air, small but powerful, honestly anything to blow this bastard away so he can make a damn run for it.
*Damien grabbed his hand, and with a sick smile, broke his wrist*
"Nu-uh~ you think you can run that easily? Even if you could, I would find you. I'm tempted to let you go just to see your face as you notice, that you can't hide from the dark"
a bolt of pain shot trough his entire arm as it cramped up in pain only making it worse.
"FUCK-" was all he could yell, trying to kick the fucker away, desperately trying to get out of the situation..he wasnt drunk enough for this shit.
*Damien laughed in morbid delight, seeing the oh so small man struggle and squirm under his grasp. Grabbing Constantine by the collar, he lifted the miserable mage high off the ground, hiting him back against the wall, over and over again, like a fleshy punching bag*
Wasn't this just delightful? He just Had to bitch back at the kid huh? And this is what he gets for putting that shithead back in its place, gee thanks.
Hid body handled worse, he has been trough worse..yet that doesn't take away the fact this hurts like a BITCH.
*taking out a spike out of the shadows, the demon grinned at his little victim.
Taking the man's broken wrist and stabbing through it, pinning him on the wall*
"Awn... Don't worry, Constantine. This could've had been worse!"
*he mockingly reassured him as he took his non-dominant hand and broke his fingers. One.by.one*
"I have so many worse ways to making you suffer. You should be glad!"
He just grunted out in pain, trying to fight it as much as he could and yet..He couldn't. The pain burning trough his hand and arm was unimaginable, sure he had worse but shit- being this aware of it made it feel on par with other things.
"Stop- good god stop please-" he managed to stammer out with a painful strain in his throat.
........Mr. ........I had a nightmare.......... my head hurts.....
The boy pouted his eyes still trailing with tears he seemed particularly upset
- @arsonistic-tendencies
"Awh did you now? What do you want me to do about it hm?" He purposefully patted Bugs head a bit rougher than he should've
............. He stopped for a moment looking at Con with those big eyes of him He looked lost? almost like he was about to say something...... He was confused..........
there was something that was supposed to happen...... but what-...... what was it?......
The sheer panic from not remembering seemed to upset him more than the nightmare he supposedly had why?.....
"..I-.... I dunno...." He mumbled biting his nail as the tears welled up again.
John had to hold back a scoff at the mumbling, useless.
"Well why are you crying if you don't know what you had a nightmare about? You're big n strong right? Big boys don't cry. Don't be a baby now." He faux comforted, a fake soft tone to everything he said, every word spoken with that edge of disdain for the being infront of him.
".....'m sorry....." His voice broke as he started to ramble.
".....I-......its ..... I forgot again........ can't seem........ nothing sticks.......it all fades..'n I dunno why....."
He started to sob clutching at his too big shirt to hide his face like a child . wiping at his eyes His arm burnt why did it burn?.....
John started to get frustrated with all the sobbing and pathetic behaviour, i mean come on? who cries over not remembering a Nightmare of all things?
he sighed before responding in a gentle manner "hey..it was probably not that bad if your brain decided to forget it huh? sure it scared you, its not that hard to scare you, your head knows it wasnt worth keeping in mind." he carefully tried to explain.
it annoyed him to see him cry over basically nothing. he isnt sure why.
"now cmon, chin up, dont let that crown fall now. sometimes people just forget stuff its normal really."
The sobbing stopped as his crying slowed to muffle sniffled as he nodded in response
Looking at Con he rubbed the tears away.
"Really?" He asked quietly fidgeting with his hands..... he didn't like forgettin' felt like he lost something important.....
"yes really. do i look like a liar to you?" he snarked, unappriciative of the questioning of his words.
"now, be a good boy and cease your bitch crying alright? you're better than that."
He shook his head wiping his eyes with a pout . "sorry ...." He muttered in response "....dunno......trust you though...."
"hm..dont be sorry..just trust me on this yea?" he ruffled Bug's hair a little, attempting a smile before shooing him off to go do whatever. john had more shit to worry about other than this stupid clingy child.
........Mr. ........I had a nightmare.......... my head hurts.....
The boy pouted his eyes still trailing with tears he seemed particularly upset
- @arsonistic-tendencies
"Awh did you now? What do you want me to do about it hm?" He purposefully patted Bugs head a bit rougher than he should've
............. He stopped for a moment looking at Con with those big eyes of him He looked lost? almost like he was about to say something...... He was confused..........
there was something that was supposed to happen...... but what-...... what was it?......
The sheer panic from not remembering seemed to upset him more than the nightmare he supposedly had why?.....
"..I-.... I dunno...." He mumbled biting his nail as the tears welled up again.
John had to hold back a scoff at the mumbling, useless.
"Well why are you crying if you don't know what you had a nightmare about? You're big n strong right? Big boys don't cry. Don't be a baby now." He faux comforted, a fake soft tone to everything he said, every word spoken with that edge of disdain for the being infront of him.
".....'m sorry....." His voice broke as he started to ramble.
".....I-......its ..... I forgot again........ can't seem........ nothing sticks.......it all fades..'n I dunno why....."
He started to sob clutching at his too big shirt to hide his face like a child . wiping at his eyes His arm burnt why did it burn?.....
John started to get frustrated with all the sobbing and pathetic behaviour, i mean come on? who cries over not remembering a Nightmare of all things?
he sighed before responding in a gentle manner "hey..it was probably not that bad if your brain decided to forget it huh? sure it scared you, its not that hard to scare you, your head knows it wasnt worth keeping in mind." he carefully tried to explain.
it annoyed him to see him cry over basically nothing. he isnt sure why.
"now cmon, chin up, dont let that crown fall now. sometimes people just forget stuff its normal really."
The sobbing stopped as his crying slowed to muffle sniffled as he nodded in response
Looking at Con he rubbed the tears away.
"Really?" He asked quietly fidgeting with his hands..... he didn't like forgettin' felt like he lost something important.....
"yes really. do i look like a liar to you?" he snarked, unappriciative of the questioning of his words.
"now, be a good boy and cease your bitch crying alright? you're better than that."

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........Mr. ........I had a nightmare.......... my head hurts.....
The boy pouted his eyes still trailing with tears he seemed particularly upset
- @arsonistic-tendencies
"Awh did you now? What do you want me to do about it hm?" He purposefully patted Bugs head a bit rougher than he should've
............. He stopped for a moment looking at Con with those big eyes of him He looked lost? almost like he was about to say something...... He was confused..........
there was something that was supposed to happen...... but what-...... what was it?......
The sheer panic from not remembering seemed to upset him more than the nightmare he supposedly had why?.....
"..I-.... I dunno...." He mumbled biting his nail as the tears welled up again.
John had to hold back a scoff at the mumbling, useless.
"Well why are you crying if you don't know what you had a nightmare about? You're big n strong right? Big boys don't cry. Don't be a baby now." He faux comforted, a fake soft tone to everything he said, every word spoken with that edge of disdain for the being infront of him.
".....'m sorry....." His voice broke as he started to ramble.
".....I-......its ..... I forgot again........ can't seem........ nothing sticks.......it all fades..'n I dunno why....."
He started to sob clutching at his too big shirt to hide his face like a child . wiping at his eyes His arm burnt why did it burn?.....
John started to get frustrated with all the sobbing and pathetic behaviour, i mean come on? who cries over not remembering a Nightmare of all things?
he sighed before responding in a gentle manner "hey..it was probably not that bad if your brain decided to forget it huh? sure it scared you, its not that hard to scare you, your head knows it wasnt worth keeping in mind." he carefully tried to explain.
it annoyed him to see him cry over basically nothing. he isnt sure why.
"now cmon, chin up, dont let that crown fall now. sometimes people just forget stuff its normal really."
........Mr. ........I had a nightmare.......... my head hurts.....
The boy pouted his eyes still trailing with tears he seemed particularly upset
- @arsonistic-tendencies
"Awh did you now? What do you want me to do about it hm?" He purposefully patted Bugs head a bit rougher than he should've
............. He stopped for a moment looking at Con with those big eyes of him He looked lost? almost like he was about to say something...... He was confused..........
there was something that was supposed to happen...... but what-...... what was it?......
The sheer panic from not remembering seemed to upset him more than the nightmare he supposedly had why?.....
"..I-.... I dunno...." He mumbled biting his nail as the tears welled up again.
John had to hold back a scoff at the mumbling, useless.
"Well why are you crying if you don't know what you had a nightmare about? You're big n strong right? Big boys don't cry. Don't be a baby now." He faux comforted, a fake soft tone to everything he said, every word spoken with that edge of disdain for the being infront of him.
*A clawed hand taps Constantine on the shoulder, bleeding out of the shadows with a menacing chuckle*
(( hi this is mochi mun ( @damietheprideprince ) who got lost on some stuff but still wants to torture Con :3. Answer whenever))
((Mwehehe oh hell yea))
He was just going about his business, grabbing another bottle, doing his own shit expecting today to be somewhat more calm..guess not.
The first thing he does almost on auto pilot is mutter a protective enchantment before looking at what was laughing with a scowl.
*The moment John turned to face the direction the hand appeared at, Damien grabbed his face, pulling him fowards against the wall he had used to appear with enough strength to at least crack his nose a bit.
Walking out of the shadows, he looked down at the drunkard with a cruel smile*
"I'm terribly sorry for the delay in appearing... I was caught up on other stuff. But I'm sure you've been warned of my arrival"
*he taunted the smaller man*
"Oohmpf-" the crack of his nose shot a wave of pain trough his face. Yea no great. Now he can go put that back once this is done.
"Fuckin hell- what the Fuck do you want?"
"Why, I'm the demon they warned you about! The uncle of the boys you harmed"
*at the last segment, his smile fell to a dangerously angry glare*
"I thought I'd pay a visit... Just reckoning, nothing more"
He couldn't help but just roll his eyes..over dramatic and protective family is the worst. Definitely if they are against someone who hardly did anything.
"Oh come on..for gods sake I don't have time for stupid angry little bitches who are oh so offended that their nephew was being a disrespectful little shit and got what he deserved. You just want to spoil him rotten."
*Damien grabbed Constantine's head, throwing him against the wall one more time*
"Wrong answer.
I don't care how you think things work, I don't care what you think of my nephews, but let's make one thing fucking clear"
*he grabbed Constantine by the back of his clothes' collar, throwing him on the ground and stepping on his chest*
"When I'm done with you, you won't be able to ever, touch a hair of a child again"
He lets out a grunt of discomfort at the throw. The protection spell worked pretty well so far, atleast he wasn't getting stabbed.
"..good riddance what is it with you lot and throwing me into Walls!?-"
He got thrown down again, looking up at the guy..He was rather tall..He seemed absolutely Pissed off.
"..oh fuck me gently with a chainsaw-" he muttered absentmindedly
*he chuckled maliciously, paying no mind to Constantine's comments. Grabbing his chest and pulling him up in the air, he hit the mage in the chest with his elbow, squishing him against the wall*
"Bitch-" he coughed out, instantly trying to draw an spell in the air, small but powerful, honestly anything to blow this bastard away so he can make a damn run for it.
*Damien grabbed his hand, and with a sick smile, broke his wrist*
"Nu-uh~ you think you can run that easily? Even if you could, I would find you. I'm tempted to let you go just to see your face as you notice, that you can't hide from the dark"
a bolt of pain shot trough his entire arm as it cramped up in pain only making it worse.
"FUCK-" was all he could yell, trying to kick the fucker away, desperately trying to get out of the situation..he wasnt drunk enough for this shit.
*Damien laughed in morbid delight, seeing the oh so small man struggle and squirm under his grasp. Grabbing Constantine by the collar, he lifted the miserable mage high off the ground, hiting him back against the wall, over and over again, like a fleshy punching bag*
Wasn't this just delightful? He just Had to bitch back at the kid huh? And this is what he gets for putting that shithead back in its place, gee thanks.
Hid body handled worse, he has been trough worse..yet that doesn't take away the fact this hurts like a BITCH.
........Mr. ........I had a nightmare.......... my head hurts.....
The boy pouted his eyes still trailing with tears he seemed particularly upset
- @arsonistic-tendencies
"Awh did you now? What do you want me to do about it hm?" He purposefully patted Bugs head a bit rougher than he should've
*A clawed hand taps Constantine on the shoulder, bleeding out of the shadows with a menacing chuckle*
(( hi this is mochi mun ( @damietheprideprince ) who got lost on some stuff but still wants to torture Con :3. Answer whenever))
((Mwehehe oh hell yea))
He was just going about his business, grabbing another bottle, doing his own shit expecting today to be somewhat more calm..guess not.
The first thing he does almost on auto pilot is mutter a protective enchantment before looking at what was laughing with a scowl.
*The moment John turned to face the direction the hand appeared at, Damien grabbed his face, pulling him fowards against the wall he had used to appear with enough strength to at least crack his nose a bit.
Walking out of the shadows, he looked down at the drunkard with a cruel smile*
"I'm terribly sorry for the delay in appearing... I was caught up on other stuff. But I'm sure you've been warned of my arrival"
*he taunted the smaller man*
"Oohmpf-" the crack of his nose shot a wave of pain trough his face. Yea no great. Now he can go put that back once this is done.
"Fuckin hell- what the Fuck do you want?"
"Why, I'm the demon they warned you about! The uncle of the boys you harmed"
*at the last segment, his smile fell to a dangerously angry glare*
"I thought I'd pay a visit... Just reckoning, nothing more"
He couldn't help but just roll his eyes..over dramatic and protective family is the worst. Definitely if they are against someone who hardly did anything.
"Oh come on..for gods sake I don't have time for stupid angry little bitches who are oh so offended that their nephew was being a disrespectful little shit and got what he deserved. You just want to spoil him rotten."
*Damien grabbed Constantine's head, throwing him against the wall one more time*
"Wrong answer.
I don't care how you think things work, I don't care what you think of my nephews, but let's make one thing fucking clear"
*he grabbed Constantine by the back of his clothes' collar, throwing him on the ground and stepping on his chest*
"When I'm done with you, you won't be able to ever, touch a hair of a child again"
He lets out a grunt of discomfort at the throw. The protection spell worked pretty well so far, atleast he wasn't getting stabbed.
"..good riddance what is it with you lot and throwing me into Walls!?-"
He got thrown down again, looking up at the guy..He was rather tall..He seemed absolutely Pissed off.
"..oh fuck me gently with a chainsaw-" he muttered absentmindedly
*he chuckled maliciously, paying no mind to Constantine's comments. Grabbing his chest and pulling him up in the air, he hit the mage in the chest with his elbow, squishing him against the wall*
"Bitch-" he coughed out, instantly trying to draw an spell in the air, small but powerful, honestly anything to blow this bastard away so he can make a damn run for it.
*Damien grabbed his hand, and with a sick smile, broke his wrist*
"Nu-uh~ you think you can run that easily? Even if you could, I would find you. I'm tempted to let you go just to see your face as you notice, that you can't hide from the dark"
a bolt of pain shot trough his entire arm as it cramped up in pain only making it worse.
"FUCK-" was all he could yell, trying to kick the fucker away, desperately trying to get out of the situation..he wasnt drunk enough for this shit.

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*A clawed hand taps Constantine on the shoulder, bleeding out of the shadows with a menacing chuckle*
(( hi this is mochi mun ( @damietheprideprince ) who got lost on some stuff but still wants to torture Con :3. Answer whenever))
((Mwehehe oh hell yea))
He was just going about his business, grabbing another bottle, doing his own shit expecting today to be somewhat more calm..guess not.
The first thing he does almost on auto pilot is mutter a protective enchantment before looking at what was laughing with a scowl.
*The moment John turned to face the direction the hand appeared at, Damien grabbed his face, pulling him fowards against the wall he had used to appear with enough strength to at least crack his nose a bit.
Walking out of the shadows, he looked down at the drunkard with a cruel smile*
"I'm terribly sorry for the delay in appearing... I was caught up on other stuff. But I'm sure you've been warned of my arrival"
*he taunted the smaller man*
"Oohmpf-" the crack of his nose shot a wave of pain trough his face. Yea no great. Now he can go put that back once this is done.
"Fuckin hell- what the Fuck do you want?"
"Why, I'm the demon they warned you about! The uncle of the boys you harmed"
*at the last segment, his smile fell to a dangerously angry glare*
"I thought I'd pay a visit... Just reckoning, nothing more"
He couldn't help but just roll his eyes..over dramatic and protective family is the worst. Definitely if they are against someone who hardly did anything.
"Oh come on..for gods sake I don't have time for stupid angry little bitches who are oh so offended that their nephew was being a disrespectful little shit and got what he deserved. You just want to spoil him rotten."
*Damien grabbed Constantine's head, throwing him against the wall one more time*
"Wrong answer.
I don't care how you think things work, I don't care what you think of my nephews, but let's make one thing fucking clear"
*he grabbed Constantine by the back of his clothes' collar, throwing him on the ground and stepping on his chest*
"When I'm done with you, you won't be able to ever, touch a hair of a child again"
He lets out a grunt of discomfort at the throw. The protection spell worked pretty well so far, atleast he wasn't getting stabbed.
"..good riddance what is it with you lot and throwing me into Walls!?-"
He got thrown down again, looking up at the guy..He was rather tall..He seemed absolutely Pissed off.
"..oh fuck me gently with a chainsaw-" he muttered absentmindedly
*he chuckled maliciously, paying no mind to Constantine's comments. Grabbing his chest and pulling him up in the air, he hit the mage in the chest with his elbow, squishing him against the wall*
"Bitch-" he coughed out, instantly trying to draw an spell in the air, small but powerful, honestly anything to blow this bastard away so he can make a damn run for it.
*A clawed hand taps Constantine on the shoulder, bleeding out of the shadows with a menacing chuckle*
(( hi this is mochi mun ( @damietheprideprince ) who got lost on some stuff but still wants to torture Con :3. Answer whenever))
((Mwehehe oh hell yea))
He was just going about his business, grabbing another bottle, doing his own shit expecting today to be somewhat more calm..guess not.
The first thing he does almost on auto pilot is mutter a protective enchantment before looking at what was laughing with a scowl.
*The moment John turned to face the direction the hand appeared at, Damien grabbed his face, pulling him fowards against the wall he had used to appear with enough strength to at least crack his nose a bit.
Walking out of the shadows, he looked down at the drunkard with a cruel smile*
"I'm terribly sorry for the delay in appearing... I was caught up on other stuff. But I'm sure you've been warned of my arrival"
*he taunted the smaller man*
"Oohmpf-" the crack of his nose shot a wave of pain trough his face. Yea no great. Now he can go put that back once this is done.
"Fuckin hell- what the Fuck do you want?"
"Why, I'm the demon they warned you about! The uncle of the boys you harmed"
*at the last segment, his smile fell to a dangerously angry glare*
"I thought I'd pay a visit... Just reckoning, nothing more"
He couldn't help but just roll his eyes..over dramatic and protective family is the worst. Definitely if they are against someone who hardly did anything.
"Oh come on..for gods sake I don't have time for stupid angry little bitches who are oh so offended that their nephew was being a disrespectful little shit and got what he deserved. You just want to spoil him rotten."
*Damien grabbed Constantine's head, throwing him against the wall one more time*
"Wrong answer.
I don't care how you think things work, I don't care what you think of my nephews, but let's make one thing fucking clear"
*he grabbed Constantine by the back of his clothes' collar, throwing him on the ground and stepping on his chest*
"When I'm done with you, you won't be able to ever, touch a hair of a child again"
He lets out a grunt of discomfort at the throw. The protection spell worked pretty well so far, atleast he wasn't getting stabbed.
"..good riddance what is it with you lot and throwing me into Walls!?-"
He got thrown down again, looking up at the guy..He was rather tall..He seemed absolutely Pissed off.
"..oh fuck me gently with a chainsaw-" he muttered absentmindedly