Post by Leonardo Constantine on Oct 2, 2011 22:28:25 GMT -5
Leonardo Constantine
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Those who are skilled in combat do not become angered, those who are skilled at winning do not become afraid. Thus the wise win before they fight, while the ignorant fight to win.
--Sun Tzu
Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things
[/color][/font]Baby take my hand, don't fear the reaper. And she ran to him, then they started to fly.
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Are You There God? It's Me, Dean Winchester
[/color][/font]Carry on my wayward son, there'll be peace when you're done. Lay your weary head to rest.[/center]
Nickname/Alias[/color]: Constantine/"That Bastard" (I'm so sorry about this. xD)
Sex[/color]: Male
Age[/color]: 28
Sexual Orientation[/color]: Hetero
Member Group[/color]: Hunter
Canon or Original[/color]: Original
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The Usual Suspects And What Should Never Be
[/color][/font]Sometimes I get a feeling, deep in my soul. Sometimes I get a feeling, deep in my bones.[/center]
Hair[/color]: Black
Height & Weight[/color]: 6'1"; 175lbs
Body Type[/color]: Athletic
Distinguishing Features[/color]: He wears an anti-possession necklace. (Keeping the quote: Think of it as a "bulletproof vest")
Face Claim[/color]: Keanu Reeves
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It's the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester
[/color][/font]I see the bad moon arising. Don't go around tonight, well its bound to take your life.[/i][/center]
-Chess
-Meditation
-Reading up on Lore
-Writing
-Night-time
-Fishing
-CQC Practice
-Walks
-Women
-To have some good-times
-Classic cars
Dislikes[/color]:
-Willful Ignorance
-Rashness
-Cruelty
-Demons
-Angels
-Anything in-between
-Anyone that "dislikes" the last 3/anything unreasonably
-Undeserved disrespect
-That moment when the pavement decides to say "hello" really quickly
-Momentary lapses in memory
Strength[/color]:
-CQC (Close-quarters Combat)
-Tracking
-Eidetic Memory
-Composure
-Patience
-Determination
-Discourse
-Being "That B@stard"
Weaknesses[/color]:
-Can be over-confident in situations
-He's "That B@stard"
-He cannot stand the sound of a woman in pain (see backstory)
-Can never let go of a challenge
-He holds a few deep-seated grudges
Fears[/color]:
-Being out-witted
-Being helpless
Secrets[/color]:
His father is in fact still alive.
He is haunted by the ghost of one of the people he had failed to help successfully. She only leaves subtle signs of her presence. Mostly, they are signs of thanks for the fact that he tried
Constantine's failure to help this person is something that has stayed with him, and it is that which is really keeping the girl's ghost here.
Habits/Quirks[/color]:
Leo tends to zone out once in a while, even while in social company. It is not a physiological problem. He consciously tries to test his awareness and his ability to enter and control a meditative state, under various stresses.
Sarcasm is a language he speaks fluently. A bad habit he has is that he sometimes applies sarcasm where it should not be applied. Yet, he knows it is all about timing, and he will visibly scold himself of this in social situations.
Overall Personality[/color]:
With other humans: Constantine tends to have a "devil-may-care" attitude. He does not care what people think about him. He does not care how it is he comes off in social situations. Everything he chooses to do is done consciously, save his involuntary applications of sarcasm. In more social situations, he excels at discourse. He is an intelligent man of good stature, and knows how to "play" people socially.
With angels/demons: Constantine's dislike of both, "Breeds" as he calls them, is definitely not masked in any way. Sure enough, he does not disrespect those which help, and he fully admits that there can be a few of whom their "Creator" would have "broken the mold". However, in games of discussion, he knows they play him. So, he must play them.
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There Is A Monster At The End Of The Book
[/color][/font]You're as cold as ice, you're willing to sacrifice our love. You know that you are.[/center]
Mothers Name[/color]: Mary Constantine (Deceased)
Fathers Name[/color]: Hugh Constantine
Siblings[/color]: N/A
Overall History[/color]:
Constantine's mother died in child-birth. He grew up along-side his father, moving around from place to place. Hunting was not in any of his family's lineage. His father travelled to try and sell a large array of shoe and foot-care products. His old man saw his son's potential in his ability to recite to him different versus of the Bible, as easily as his alphabet. It would only take Leo one or two reads of the passage to have it imprinted in his memory. Eventually, his father began to capitalize on this eidetic memory, in an attempt to begin putting food on the table.
On Leos 13th birthday, his father gave to him his mother's old necklace. He had told Leo that as long as he wore this necklace, his mother would protect him and keep him save, so long as he never forgot her. The necklace was engraved on the back, in Latin. This had sparked Leo's interest in learning the language. After another two years of traveling with his father, Leo had learned Latin, and had already memorized the functioning exorcism rite used by many hunters. This was purely out of interest, and he was completely shocked in the moment which he had to use it.
One day of work, his father had rung the doorbell of the wrong house. His father having been dragged inside to become the integral ingredient to a summoning ritual, Leo entered the scene to try and make some kind of meager difference. In his luck during the scuffle, Leo had managed to trap the demon in a pentagram that the demon was planning on using to contain his summoned companion. Pressing this advantage, Leo recited what he had memorized in hopes of some miracle. When it had worked, Leo untied his father and studied the pentagram. It was agreed upon that he was to leave to America, in hopes that he might be able to escape what had transpired.
Instead, Leo took up arms and began to do what he had learned was an actual career choice. He took up hunting. To this day, he doesn't know the fate of his father. His father wished all contact severed. Did he think Leo was a freak? Did he fear his son being back-traced? Leo doesn't know. He now hunts alone, until another hunter agrees to put up with his flaws enough to join him.
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Dream A Little Dream Of Me, Bloody Mary
[/color][/font]I never meant to be so bad to you, one thing I said that I would never do.[/center]
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A sharp hiss accompanied an anguished howl. The chair holding the woman was creaking loudly. It would not hold much longer, but the ring truly barring the woman would hold indefinitely. Leonardo Constantine stood on the outside of the encircled pentagram, holding a flask in his right hand.
"Honestly, you could make this much easier on yourself," he spoke to the woman. She hung forward in the chair, now. Her breaths were laboured, her muscles intermittently spasmed in their bindings. "I know you have been in contact with Raphael. I know others have as well. It is time you begin talking, Aynaet!"
The woman looked up to him. Her eyes went black, save her irises. A violet gaze fell upon him. "Of all people, Constantine, do you really think I would answer to you?!"
Constantine splashed some more Holy Water on Aynaet. "What did I say about "the Eye"? Save your loathing for someone that cares, Aynaet. Now, if you won't give me what I want, perhaps a quick little vacation is in order? I know of a place you can go to beat this cold. Colorado can be pretty nippy this time of the year. I hear hell's in the middle of a pretty bitchin' heat wave!
"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, ready to talk?"
Aynaet began to convulse, be still refused to divulge anything.
"Alright then! Omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica... Ergo, draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica, adjuramus te ... cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare... Vade, satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciæ, hostis humanæ salutis... Humiliare sub potenti manu Dei; contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili nomine... quem inferi tremunt... Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, Domine. Ut Ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos. Say hello to your prison bit...awww"
Slightly upset at missing his moment of mockery, the gravity of the situation which was left to him began to set in. Everyone had been trying so hard to get some kind of intel as to the next moves of heaven's host. This was not the closest he had gotten, but it seemed as if information was becoming harder and harder to come-by. Given, a hexed informant to lose his vocal chords mid debriefing is a little upsetting, what hurt Constantine more was how much work he had to put into a catch and then he had to watch it end up being fruitless. Sometimes, he thought it would be much easier with a partner.
"Demons, demons everywhere, and not a single shred of intel!" Constantine kicked the wall of the room. "...I need a drink..."
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This application was made by JUL!ET. She worked really hard on
this and watched seasons one through three of Supernatural in 3 days.
She's so hardcore.And you wouldn't want to make
Dean Winchester Romeo mad by stealing it now would you?
He'd have to come after you with a stick. It wouldn't be pretty,
now go play nice and don't steal her stuff.
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This application was made by JUL!ET. She worked really hard on
this and watched seasons one through three of Supernatural in 3 days.
She's so hardcore.And you wouldn't want to make
He'd have to come after you with a stick. It wouldn't be pretty,
now go play nice and don't steal her stuff.
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