#i feel like DP ghosts (who in fanon have inherent Obsessions) could easily follow that trend

[stars-obsession-pit]

The sound of John Constantine’s incredulous voice entered the meeting room before his body did. “Fight an Infinite Realms ghost? Are you insane?! Do you want to get us killed?”

Zatanna spun and almost snarled at him. “What would you have us do then, Constantine? Maybe you’re okay with sacrificing people sometimes, but we’re the heroes. We can’t just let it keep wreaking havoc. There’s no reported deaths yet, but we don’t know how long that’ll last.”

He leaned against the wall nonchalantly and lit a cigarette. “Well, what’s it yelling about?”

“What?”

He took a long drag before continuing. “Realms ghosts– they’re basically immune to our magic, but they’re easy marks if you know how to deal with ‘em. They all have some sort of Obsession. Just work with that and they’re remarkably simple to manipulate.” His voice turned to a grumble, “Doesn’t mean they can’t be a huge pain in the fucking ass sometimes though.”

Tapping some ash off his cigarette, he looked straight back into the room again. “So… what’re they yelling about?”

[afanofmanyships]

John: leads ghosts to a place that coincidentally fits all of their Obsessions.

Ghosts: “Yay a place with no consequence!”

John standing in one place silently with his head down: …

Ghosts, looks at John: “This…is…a place…with no…consequences?”

John starts pulling out something from his coat, very very slowly: …

Ghosts starting to sweat a bit: …

John started to mumble something as he takes out something that looks like a thermos: “If you don’t return to the realms, I’ll soup you.”

Ghost, who started to sweat more: “…w h a t…”

John: “If you don’t return to the realms, I’ll soup you.”

Ghosts: “… n o …”

John: “If you don’t return home, I’ll soup you!”

Ghosts: “No.”

John starts pointing the thermos at them: “If you don’t return home, I WILL soup you!!”

Ghosts who’ve started flying away but not leaving because they like the place, so they just fly around in a circle: “NO!!”

John who started chasing them around with the thermos: “If you don't return home, I will soup you! I will soup you and tell Phantom what you've been doing!!!!”

Ghost: “YOU BI-”

JL and any other hero/hero teams that showed up: …what is this?”

EDIT:

They find out that the thermos is fake after Phantom, in all of his middle-aged tired dad glory, comes to take them.

The sound of John Constantine’s incredulous voice entered the meeting room before his body did. “Fight an Infinite Realms ghost? Are you insane?! Do you want to get us killed?”

Zatanna spun and almost snarled at him. “What would you have us do then, Constantine? Maybe you’re okay with sacrificing people sometimes, be we’re the heroes. We can’t just let it keep wreaking havoc. There’s no reported deaths yet, but we don’t know how long that’ll last.”

He leaned against the wall nonchalantly and lit a cigarette. “Well, what’s it yelling about?”

“What?”

He took a long drag before continuing. “Realms ghosts– they’re basically immune to our magic, but they’re easy marks if you know how to deal with ‘em. They all have some sort of Obsession. Just work with that and they’re remarkably simple to manipulate.” His voice turned to a grumble, “Doesn’t mean they can’t be a huge pain in the fucking ass sometimes though.”

Tapping some ash off his cigarette, he looked straight back into the room again. “So… what’re they yelling about?”