john a. goode is a supernatural creature that feeds on reducing a person to apathy. he will take your ambition, enthusiasm, and fun and through his general aura, actions, and words he will suck them dry from you. this is the life force on which he feeds.
john a. goode is an ageless white, middle-class, middle-aged man in appearance. he is likely your faux-friendly boss, your awkward uncle, your husband of ten years who you realize, only now, is a stranger to you. as is your life.
john a. goode is not cruel. not on the surface. he is friendly, talkative, and surprisingly perceptive. this initial charm exists for one purpose: failing upward, so that he might slouch toward intimacy and feed upon your vulnerable parts. he will ask you about your day only for his eyes to glaze over as you realize he thinks it uninteresting. his craft is a subtle, slow torture.
the character lends himself to comedy, angst, and horror. the character does not easily lend himself to healthy ships, smut, or comfort.