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Prompt Post #1
ROUND 1
FUCK IT WE'LL FIGURE OUT SPECIFICS LATER
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Jacob Kowalski, WWI Vet. BAMF.
(Anonymous) 2016-12-05 01:34 am (UTC)(link)Re: Jacob Kowalski, WWI Vet. BAMF.
(Anonymous) 2016-12-05 01:48 am (UTC)(link)Re: Jacob Kowalski, WWI Vet. BAMF.
(Anonymous) 2016-12-05 01:59 am (UTC)(link)Re: Jacob Kowalski, WWI Vet. BAMF.
(Anonymous) 2016-12-09 05:43 am (UTC)(link)Re: Jacob Kowalski, WWI Vet. BAMF.
(Anonymous) 2016-12-09 06:01 am (UTC)(link)Uhhh OP? Do you mind some John Watson style hidden BAMF? Like someone tries to kill them and he shoots them? Or kicks their leg? Trench warfare at it's grittiest meant he might have increadible bayonet skills.
Do you want this knowledge BAMF, skills BAMF, violence BAMF or just continue with how generally unflappable Jacob was for all that these fantastic things were happening to him.
Re: Jacob Kowalski, WWI Vet. BAMF.
(Anonymous) 2016-12-12 10:15 am (UTC)(link)BAMF!Jacob minifill
(Anonymous) 2016-12-21 01:58 am (UTC)(link)***
After yet another far too long day at the canning factory, Jacob sluggishly dragged his feet toward his apartment building. The only thing keeping him from going completely mad was daydreaming of his future bakery. Even if he had to save money until he was 80-years-old, he’d make it a reality.
As he entered the front door, his landlady was waiting in the lobby. “How was your day, Kowalski?” she drawled in her always unexpected Southern accent. Because otherwise, she reminded Jacob of his grandma.
“Same as always Ms. Edmunds. I thought I’d try my hand at baklava again later, could I bring you by a sample?”
“Sure Kowalski, but your rent’s still due.”
Jacob’s shoulders slumped a bit as he reminded her, “You know I get paid on Fridays. I’ll have it for you tomorrow.” He gave her a wave as he started up the stairs.
In the kitchen, Jacob started gathering his ingredients. He took a moment to smell the honey, as though breathing in its essence could make his hands change it into something even better. This time his local market had fresh pistachios in stock, so Jacob thought he’d see if they were better than the walnuts.
Assembly was time consuming, but Jacob was pleased that he did seem to get speedier each time he made it. He had a sandwich while it was cooking, periodically checking its progress. Jacob removed his pan once the dough had turned to the perfect shade of gold.
After it was sufficiently cool, Jacob placed a piece on a small plate for Ms. Edmunds. But just before opening the door, he loud voices coming from the next floor up. He couldn’t tell what they were saying though, so he continued into the hall.
“…the first. We know you have it.”
“Just give us the money and no one gets hurt.”
Jacob sat his plate on the floor and rushed up the stairs. Along the way he heard Ms. Edmunds saying “I don’t have anything! I already deposited it in the bank!”
“Want me to get rid of these guys Ms. Edmunds?” Jacob asked from a few doors down.
“How, by eating us?” The guy poked his associate in the stomach and laughed.
Jacob slowly approached the robbers as they continued making jokes about his weight. When he was directly in front of them, he said, “Yeah, that’s real funny,” and punched one in the face hard enough to knock him over the railing.
“You alright Dave?” the other one cried out as he was running down the stairs.
Jacob was a little surprised at how easy it was. He hadn’t used enough adrenaline, so he yelled, “And don’t come back! You got off easy, pal!” Looking down toward the entrance, he saw Dave being dragged out. Jacob took a deep breath, then said, “I’m sorry Ms. Edmunds.”
“What for? You were great.”
“I left your baklava downstairs.”
“That’s okay. But your rent’s still due Kowalski.”
Re: BAMF!Jacob minifill
(Anonymous) 2016-12-25 07:46 am (UTC)(link)