Character Info;

Alter’s source work, author and character: Justice League of America by Geoff Johns & David Finch; Character created by Mort Weisinger, George Papp; Oliver Queen
Character Journal name: flaws.insanejournal.com
Character Name: Jonathan King
Character Age: 38
Character Played By: Gabriel Macht
Alter Played By: Stephen Amell

Character History and Personality:

History:

When Reginald and Louisa King decided to have children, Jonathan was their first. It was his job, being the oldest of the brood that was to come, to teach his parents everything they needed to know in order to raise their brood, and in that area, he did not disappoint. From the moment they first brought him home, Jonathan demanded, demanded, and demanded every bit of their attention and patience. Colic? Yes, Jonathan had that. Up at all hours? Yes, he did that. He teethed on the family dog, preferred watering the plants in lieu of being potty trained, and was just generally the terror that makes most parents decide to never have another children. Somehow Jonathan’s behaviour did the opposite for Reginald and Louisa; they just wanted more.

Of course, a child like Jonathan couldn’t tolerate sharing his parents’ attention with any other tiny human, so when the next baby was born, the only way he could be placated was by Reginald calmly explaining to a tiny Jonathan that they were presents. Tiny, human presents, and he mustn’t break them or mother will cry. So began the education that everything was about him, and while he might not be God’s gift to the world, his little brothers and sisters were certainly his parents’ gift to him. This upbringing had several positives, even if they were completely unintentional. Jonathan was protective of his little brotherly and sisterly gifts, there to peek on them in the night, and the first to tell his parents that so and so needed a diaper changing, more food, or that they had fallen into the toilet. Not that he necessarily lifted a hand to help, but oh, he was there to announce it to the world.

As the years went on and more and more siblings joined the King party, Jonathan started to grow up, a process his parents were unsure he would ever fully achieve. Surprisingly, he displayed an inordinate amount of responsibility in school, taking charge of his own education with little prompting from his parents. A self-motivator, he never had any problem in getting done what needed to be done, and though there were more than a few questionable scandals during his high school years, Jonathan graduated at the top of his class, and more than one teacher cried when he left town for school. But once high school ended, he had no intentions of sticking around. There were bigger and better things out there for him, and nothing was going to hold him back.

So off to college he went, jetsetting across the country to Columbia for pre-med (of all the things he could have done) and to the pull of New York City. Jonathan was pretty sure the hustle and the bustle of the city would be a good fit for him, but three years after moving there, he was more than a little jaded by what the city had to offer. Too little sleep, too many drugs, and too many women who knew his name. So once he graduated, he was off to Johns Hopkins School of Medicine to pursue a most unlikely degree in medicine. Everyone who knew Jonathan thought it was some elaborate joke at first; the man who lives for himself, going into medicine? A career that was for other people? But there he was, attending one of the top-rated schools in the nation.

Medical school and the internship that followed were both just another mountain to climb on his quest to conquer the world, and oh, he climbed it, but not without some casualties along the way. Friends were made, and slowly but surely, Jonathan watched some of those same friends begin to pair off and become couples. Marriage soon followed, children after that, and Jonathan found himself coming off the back end of yet another failed relationship to see that everyone he knew seemed to be married and settled down.

He wasn't one to be left behind for long, however, and thus started the beginning of a series of short-lived marriages that never quite worked out. It wasn't that Jonathan didn't enjoy married life or that he didn't put his all into the relationship, but his attention never held to one person long enough. When one relationship ended, Jonathan often packed up to a new city, leaving everything behind both figuratively and literally. The plastic surgeon with the magic fingers was rarely turned away at the hospitals he approached, his talent and reputation preceding him wherever he went.

It was a shame that the women he encountered didn't know about his past, though. There was one woman in particular, Valerie, that caught his eye soon after a move. From dating to marriage, the relationship lasted longer than most, their third anniversary passing before something in Jonathan changed. It wasn't something that happened overnight, but gradually, creeping over him before he realised what was going. Yes, he was still fond of her, but he felt nothing for her like he had. It was one of the first relationships that Jonathan felt guilty for behaving the way he always had in the past, so he tried to give her reason to leave him instead of the other way around. Access to his accounts was eliminated and he spent more time out of their home than he did there. Eventually, things took their natural course and Valerie became yet another notch on the bedpost that he tried not to think about.

That was three years ago. Since then, Jonathan has poured himself into his work. There were few serious relationships after that, most nothing more beyond a one-night tumble in his sheets, because not getting close to people was easier than all the problems that were caused when emotions became complicated. A sort of callousness began to develop, and the arrogance and selfishness that had always been beneath the surface became more prevalent. His relationship with his family started to suffer, and even though he had never been the sort of son that called every weekend and returned for every holiday to celebrate and rejoice, months would now go by without anyone in his family hearing a thing from him. He liked the solitary lifestyle, depending on no one but himself, and having no one depending on him. It was bachelorhood at its best.

But then the journal arrived at his home in Seattle, where he had settled for the past three years. A journal and an invitation to visit a hotel. As though the fates were working together, an invitation to take up position at University Medical Center in Las Vegas. It was a giant blinking arrow directing him to the desert, and having nothing else in Seattle to hold him there, Jonathan accepted.

Personality:

Filled with bravado and an arrogance that’s both appealing and disgusting, Jonathan is the epitome of self-confidence. He’s never needed anyone to give him compliments or accolades, he’s got plenty to give himself to last a thousand lifetimes. And it’s not as though he doesn’t deserve the high opinion of himself; even though Jonathan might not take the most direct route to achieve a goal, he’s accomplished a lot, and he’s worked hard to get where he is.

His bravado and arrogance are both his greatest strengths and his greatest weaknesses. Jonathan is not someone who’s pleasant on everyone’s palate, but if you ask his opinion on it, he’d wave it off as their loss, not his. He ends up being the type of person you love, hate, or love to hate, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. Each type of relationship has its advantages, and Jonathan knows exactly how to take advantage of each and every one.

That’s not to say he’s the type of person to use or abuse the people he knows. There are very few people that Jonathan really lets in, and though his brand of friendship is a strange, ill-fitting sort, you’re guaranteed to have someone who will have your back at every turn once you gain his fancy. Jonathan is nothing but loyal to his friends.

His family, on the other hand, holds a strange place of affection in Jonathan’s heart. There’s no doubt that he loves them all very, very much, but his love can be hard to stomach when he’s constantly disappearing on this whim or that, more interested in catering to his own business than he is that of his family. It’s not that he doesn’t care, no, because Jonathan does care quite a bit. It’s just that sometimes, there are other things out there more interesting than his crazy family’s goings on. Oh, he’ll be there if he’s really needed, or if someone’s dead (you never know who will get what in the will, after all), but generally speaking, he’s more about his own affairs than anyone else’s.

Despite all his flaws (and oh, Jonathan has many of them), there’s few out there who can say he’s not good at what he does. He surprised just about everyone he knew when he not only graduated from college, but applied to, was accepted to, and graduated from John Hopkins as a plastic surgeon. It takes a man with all the bravado he has to step into an occupation where you increase women’s breast size, sculpt new noses, and many other frivolous, unnecessary surgeries. He’s not ignorant about what he does, but if people think that increasing the size of that, tucking this, or nipping that will make them a better, happier person, then who’s he to tell them no? Besides, there’s plenty of people out there who need his help, and that tiny part of him that gets all soft at helping people really loves seeing the smiles of the people he helps.

Unfortunately, for all of his talent as a plastic surgeon, Jonathan is a huge flirt, and some might label him as a womanizer. Is he ashamed of this? Not in the slightest. As he puts it, he is what he is, and if you can’t handle that, it’s your loss and not his. Ever since leaving home, he’s left behind a string of women from coast to coast, a combination of failed relationships and marriages. There's only one he really regrets, but he would be hard-pressed to ever admit that to anyone.

When he’s not giving women bigger chests or dancing the horizontal tango, Jonathan’s a dedicated athlete who runs no less than five miles on a daily basis. Whether it’s personal vanity or something else that spurs this on, it’s something he’s done for as long as he can remember, and life just doesn’t feel right without exercising the greatest instrument God ever gave him. Besides, it helps him pick up women. So he’s always got that going for him.

Jonathan believes in romance, or at least, romancing. He believes in opening doors, bringing flowers and chocolate, and treating a woman like they want. He’ll sit through the ballet if that’s what the lady wants, and he’ll make sure that, for the time they’re together, she’s the apple of his eye. It’s unfortunate that his attention sways as much as it does, but Jonathan passes it off that there's simply not a woman out there that is interesting enough to hold his attention for more than a handful of years. It's them, he insists. not him.

Beyond medicine, running, and romance, Jonathan loves coffee, bad science fiction movies, and a good beer. He’s glued to his smartphone, using it manage his life, from surgeries to dates and everything in between. Not one for cars, Jonathan prefers to get around town on his motorcycle. His lifestyle is an active one, and the moments where Jonathan sits idle are his least favourite.

Alter:

Raised by his uncle after his parents were killed in a tragic safari accident, Oliver Queen wanted for nothing. After inheriting his uncle's business, Oliver grew into a young man with more money than he knew what to do with, more alcohol than he could drink responsibly, with women hanging off his arm. It wasn't a bad life, but given that he had little sense of direction or purpose, it was clear that Oliver was not going to amount for much more than what he inherited. All that changed during a tragic accident when Oliver fell from his boat in the middle of the ocean and found himself stranded on Starfish Island with nothing more than a bow in his hand. The bow was a memento from a Robin Hood movie, his childhood hero and source of Oliver's natural ease with the sport of archery. Stranded on the desert island, Oliver had no food, no shelter, and for the first time in his life, he was forced to survive on his own. With only a bow as his weapon and means for hunting, Oliver gained a mastery over the bow and arrow, and it was because of this that he survived. This means of survival, the test of everything he was, it was what made Oliver Queen into a man, shedding the skin of the spoiled playboy for something with a harder edge.

While on the island, Oliver happened upon a band of smugglers who controlled the island, headed up by the international crime lord China White. Using his new skills, Oliver single-handedly destroyed their heroin smuggling operation and delivered the men to the authorities before finally returning home. The man who returned home to Star City was not the same one who had left it, for Oliver had realised his destiny as a crime fighter. He would use his skills to protect Star City under the name Green Arrow. Taking a cue from Batman, Oliver went so far as to create his own Arrow Cave complete with the Arrow Car.

In the years that followed, Oliver found himself having an identity crisis of sorts. Who did more good? Green Arrow, the crime-fighting vigilante? Or Oliver Queen, outspoken liberal politician? It was during this time that Oliver lost his entire fortune and the entirety of Queen Enterprises due to a corrupt employee who managed to wrest everything from through corporate fraud. Freed of some of the chains that held him to the corporate world, Oliver decided to turn his focus to helping the regular people, those that truly needed help. He traveled for some time with his friend Hal Jordan, and during this time, a particularly brutal fight in which they were ambushed saw Green Arrow's arrow slip. Instead of wounding the criminal he was fighting, it killed him instantly. Traumatized by this event, Oliver destroyed everything related to the Green Arrow, broke his equipment, destroyed his uniform, and retreated to a monastery in order to seek redemption. It was there that Oliver found faith and confidence in himself, learned the art of zen archery, and returned to the world without the demons that haunted him.

Returning to his roots, Oliver took up the mantle of the Green Arrow once again, focusing on helping those that needed it most. His skills have been refined, his focus narrowed, the man renewed. Making a return to his political career, Oliver was elected as the mayor of Star City, though he continued his vigilante activities by night. It was during this time that he was approached by Steve Trevor to do some digging around. Under the new guise of Dark Hunter, Oliver posed as a thief in order to answer some questions. Answering a call for thief for a job that was near impossible, Oliver sought to find out what they were after. Before he could learn anything, his true identity was discovered and he was captured. He manage to escape using an arrowhead hidden in the lining of his sleeve and he ran. They weren't so quick to let him go, however. A thing resembling Batman, but robotic, electronic, attacked, severely injuring Oliver, but not killing him. He ran through the English forests, suffering from severe wounds and blood loss, until he was found on the edge of the forest by A.R.G.U.S. and brought in. On the brink of death, Steve Trevor comes to question him, to find out what had happened. Telling him as much as he could before lapsing into unconsciousness, Oliver is rushed off to surgery with the medical staff unsure if he will even live.

Oliver does live, though, but what's waiting for him when he awakens is not what he desired. A new Justice League is being formed, lead by Steve Trevor, who says that there is no room for him in the new League. Despite Trevor's reluctance to allow Oliver to be part of the team, the government insists. The true leader of the newly formed Justice League of America, Oliver works for the government, a counterbalance to the power that Batman, Wonder Woman, and Superman exhibit. If they need to be brought down, the JLA will be the ones to do it.

From Sebastian to October, and now to Jonathan, Oliver finds himself now with a man who is more like him than he is likely comfortable with. Both come from privileged backgrounds, lacking for very little, but where Oliver has had to struggle through several facets of his life, Jonathan has never had to fight for much. The two have the possibility of learning from one another, that is, if Jonathan is willing to listen.

Journal/Key: The journal comes this time in the form of a top of the line smart phone. More along the size of the Galaxy Note, the phone keeps both Oliver and Jonathan's life in order as well as acting as their communication device. The key is small, silver, the end of the key formed in the shape of an arrow's fletching.</div></td></tr></table></center>