hardhitter_nj: (holier than thou)
Character name: Michael Jacob-Francis
Fandom: OC
Disclaimers warning: none
Challenge topic: You are walking down the sidewalk and see something on the pavement. What is it and what does it mean to you?
Rating: pg
Word count: 150
[ooc--All posts are for player not character knowledge only – not for your character to use in game –unless agreed upon– which is ok because all replies to challenges are meta. ALL comments are considered meta- but he is available for specific in game rp -- if needed]
[Timeline: 1986 - ages five and eight]

“Find a penny, pick it up, and all day long, you’ll have good luck!”

Snagging of penny and wiping down with handkerchief commences.

“Maggie, knock it off, will ya? You don’t know where that penny has been.”

Lip quibble.

“But don’t you see, we’ll have good luck all day!”

Eye roll as he places Sunday school shoe dangerously close to sidewalk crack.

“And if I step on this crack?”

Thwap.

“Michael Jacob-Francis, don’t you dare…and give me back my penny!”

“Oh, come on Maggie, you don’t really believe that nonsense, do ya? Father Martin says it is a sin to play with all that superstition. You don’t want to go to Hell, do ya?”

Much pouting and near to tears. Would one really believe his sister was the older one here.

“Fine, but don’t tell mom you are picking up dirty pennies from the ground.”

He stifled the urge to roll his eyes again, as Maggie actually kissed the penny and stuffed it into her pocket.

Whatever was he going to do with her?
hardhitter_nj: (BAM!)
Character name: Michael Jacob-Francis
Fandom: OC
Disclaimers warning: none
Challenge topic: Close your eyes; where are you?
Rating: pg
Word count: 205
[ooc--All posts are for player not character knowledge only – not for your character to use in game –unless agreed upon– which is ok because all replies to challenges are meta. ALL comments are considered meta- but he is available for specific in game rp -- if needed]


I am walked to the center of the ring and the ref guy has my hand in his. He’s raised it, while I, Michael Jacob-Francis, am announced the new Middleweight or Super Middleweight Champion of the world. My parents are there cheering me on and if I am lucky, my sister Maggie, no pun intended for those who know her issues with fortune and luck. My sponsors will be there, ready to tell me about any new deals coming my way and…yeah, sponsors, that would be nice, but right now, I am just working on breaking out of the amateur ranks.

That’s a feat and a half, you know, so until then, I got these gigs, I mean jobs. All kinds of jobs. Anything on the up and up that keeps my training paid for and a roof over my head. I suppose I could live with my parents, but naaah, I’ll rough it out across the street from them in my own studio apartment. A guy’s gotta do for himself . Am I right or what?

So when I open my eyes, here I am in front of one of Atlantic city’s finest hot dog stands. Don’t tell my trainer, all right?

All right.

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