Swamp Thing

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[Lucifer. @TheMorningstaer]

Hear me all those who practise the arcane and the occult, be you gods amongst men or those with sparks at your fingertips.

I call to you, I summon you.

Heed my call . . .

[Like to express interest in joining a DCRP magic centric and magic adjacent Groupchat.]

[Giovanni Zatara @ZataraTheMage]

𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕚𝕒𝕝.

ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕥 𝕞𝕖 -

- 𝕥𝕠 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕖 ℤ𝕒𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕒

[‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐌𝐀𝐍. @ragsntatters_]

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[Swamp Thing @Photosynthetism]

The Green stirs.

[𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍. . . @GONEGONEDEMON]

Calling all magical heroes! Join the mysterious ranks of the Justice League Dark!

As the veil between worlds grows thin, we need your unique brand of darkness to defend the light.

Like if you’re interested and let’s embrace the shadows together!

[Spectre. @Neqamot]

“I will execute great vengeance on them with wrathful rebukes. Then they will know that I am the Lord, when I lay my vengeance upon them.”

[Swamp Thing @Photosynthetism]

Forgive them, they know not what they do.

[Swamp Thing @Photosynthetism]

@hellishers That’s what unnerves him.

[Swamp Thing @Photosynthetism]

like to plot!

[Swamp Thing @Photosynthetism]

@BearerOfPeace - Speaking of..

With a flick of his hand and another muttered latin phrase, the edges of the bedroom door would glow, and when pulled open it would deposit him directly infront of the fishnet wearing magician.

“Ta-da.”

He would state dryly.

[Swamp Thing @Photosynthetism]

@BearerOfPeace - ancient incantation.

“Surge et splende.”

In an instant, a blast of cool minty air would hit him square in the face.
Refreshing the warlock, stripping away the bags under his eyes and the stench of stale cigarettes.

He had an important breakfast to attend after all. -

[Swamp Thing @Photosynthetism]

@MaraHelman Any demon that believes concealing their demonic bumps and spikey bits will hide their true identity from John Constantine is an idiot.
It’s his entire job to know that stuff.

“Trust me love, Hell is the last place I’d be crossin.
Owe too many people down there.”

[Swamp Thing @Photosynthetism]

@BearerOfPeace - for you to pick up.”

His voice grew low, shielding their conversation from the room.

“I take it this ain’t a personal call, fill me in.”

[Swamp Thing @Photosynthetism]

@BearerOfPeace - What once seemed like a deadly fight to the death, now was revealed to me nothing more than a bet, one made between two stubborn adversaries.

“Alright, I’m here.
Hello Zee, I didn’t expect to get a call from you, ‘specially after last time.
I still have those undies-