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B.J. stood, wondering that himself. Since the Reich took over the world, the population had more or less turned into sheep, with all the cultures either being eradicated or bastardized to their liking. He often wondered if there was indeed anything worth saving, but then he remembered.

The Kreisau Circle, the Resistance, the people he fought, bled, and died for.....Anya, his children.....They were worth it. They were indeed worth saving. So the answer he had for Wesley was...

“..Yes. There are things in this world still worth savin’, Wesley. We gotta think of the future, of the kids we’re leavin’ this world to.” He’d be damned if his babies grew up in a world ran by Nazis.

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B.J. continues to watch Wesley, and nearly gut-laughs as the man notices him and tries not to trip over himself to stop the record. He just gave a shit-eating grin in response.

“‘Course not....wouldn’t want anybody to think my dearest pal is a fuckin’ dork, now would we?”

Blazkowicz​:

He’s just gonna watch him from the doorway. Huh, who knew Wes could find something he could enjoy? Deep down, it made BJ kind of happy to see his friend actually having a bit of fun. He deserved it.

“ ♫ You know I’ve loved you truly many years, I loved you night and day. . How can you leave me, can’t you see my tears? Listen while I say. .~ 𝅘𝅥 ”

It took him a moment, but another little jig, and a big ol’ smile on his face. He. . didn’t seem to have noticed B.J. at all yet. Wesley was having too much fun listening to old American songs from back in the ‘10s.

“ 𝅘𝅥 After you’ve gone, and left me crying. . After you’ve gone, there’s no denying, you’ll feel blue, you’ll feel sad. You’ll miss the dearest pal that you’ve ever had. . ~ ♫ ”

A bit of a pause when he turned with that big fuckin’ smile on his face. . ‘til he just looked. Fucking terrified when seeing B.J. at the doorway, causing him to panic, trip over his foot, and RUSH to stop the record from playing.

“ B-Blazkowicz–!! D’oh– shit– ”

Graceful, Wes.

“ You, ah– didn’t see, nor hear, anything. . ! ”

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He’s just gonna watch him from the doorway. Huh, who knew Wes could find something he could enjoy? Deep down, it made BJ kind of happy to see his friend actually having a bit of fun. He deserved it.

“ ♫ Now, won’t you listen, dearly, while I say: how can you tell me that you’re goin’ away. . ?~ Don’t say that we must part, don’t break my. . achin’ heart. .~ 𝅘𝅥  ”

Aha. Looks to be Wesley found some music he enjoyed! Even doing a tad bit of a jig along with it. Who knew the Welshman could finally loosen up a tad?

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//*glances around* hey, i know i have starters to catch up on for matt and literally everything else to reply to but…

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do they prefer sleeping alone or with someone else?

B.J. honestly prefers sleeping with his wife, Anya. She gives him comfort with her presence alone, so having her beside him when he wakes up really soothes B.J.

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Eating...demons? The hell has his grandson been doin’ all these years?

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To say that the Fortress of Doom was a culture shock to B.J. Blazkowicz would be a huge understatement. A base floating in outer space with highly advanced technology and a fucking robot in the basement? This was like some Nazi-egghead-level shit. He was still wrapping his head around that, days after his grandson had brought him to the fortress. 

Grandson....Great-Great-Grandson, to be specific. Had apparently been time displaced through some other time/space bullshit that was well above B.J.’s head. He couldn’t help but stare a bit when he saw all of Flynn’s scars. Jesus, just what did the kid have to go through?

“Mornin’, Flynn.” He responded, also observing how exhausted he seemed. Didn’t rest much, and if his scars were anything to go by, was more than a bit reckless. Not that B.J. himself had any room to talk; the ring around his neck was proof enough of it. “I’m just fine. You seem a bit worse for wear, though.” He said, giving him a look-over. He got up and went into the galley with his grandson, keen on doing something to help make things a bit easier on him.

“So, what’ve you been up to? What do you do?”

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        𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕓𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝔹.𝕁. 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥-𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞 𝕤𝕠 𝕘𝕣𝕠𝕘𝕘𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕕.

    𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕒 𝕗𝕖𝕨 𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕤 (more so like a 𝐹𝒰𝒞𝒦 ton of them), and needing to explain who he was, Flynn had gotten him onto the Fortress of Doom. It. . most definitely took a lot of getting used to, but he was finally able to see. . A very tired Flynn leave his Quarters one day. A sleepy, half-lidded blue eye had been opened a bit, and there was Flynn, out of his suit. He was in a simple white sleeveless shirt, and in his old uniform pants (no matter how much he despised the old military, he had to admit, their uniforms were comfy). He was covered head-to-toe in scars, with strange, clamp-like scars at his joints and neck, down his spine. . And scars that looked like Flynn really shouldn’t be alive right now.

    “ . . 𝔾’𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘. ” Came his tired voice, a slight slur of words tumbling into one another. Although not nearly as tired with an unfortunate soul like that of Sid, Flynn was still. . Noticeably fucking exhausted. Though, who could blame him? This man dedicated his life to demon-killing, with nearly zero moments of rest besides just a quick minute of respite. Though, honestly, Flynn looked like a walking corpse. A. . walking. Muscular. Scar-ridden corpse. He had dark circles around his eyes, and just really seemed to want to get back to bed.

    “ . . 𝕙𝕠𝕨’𝕣𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦, grampa? ” He asked, stretching a little as he moved to get to the consoles. He knew he needed to stick with Azrael, after all, Azrael. . basically kept him alive at this rate, but the both of them needed b reaks once in a while. Azrael needed time to recuperate as his. . Well, suit. . AI. . support thing. . while Flynn just needed a break from all the pain for one hot minute. He still felt cold, though, which was a downside of separating from her, but he didn’t mind it too much. . The blanket he had right now was cozy enough, but cozy hugs from family were nicer. He wasn’t gonna ask, though. Not yet, anyhow.

    𝔸 𝕗𝕖𝕨 𝕞𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕤 were heard from Flynn while he chose to head along. He was, indeed, a sleepy Slayer, Though, Flynn didn’t care. He just wanted to. . fucking sit in a chair somewhere. “ . . uh. . ” He paused for a second. Did he want to hear about how. . fucked Earth was right now? And how it was after WW2? Ah, fuck. . That was going to be an awkward chat. ‘ʜᴇʏ, ɢʀᴀɴᴅᴘᴀ, ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ᴘᴜᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ꜱᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏɢʀᴀᴍ ᴀᴛ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ɪɴ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇɢᴇ. ʀᴀᴅ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?’ Nah, not rad at all. It was. . probably around eight. . nine in the morning? Later than Flynn usually got up. He just hoped B.J. wouldn’t ask about home. It’d probably be inevitable, though.

    𝔾𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕟, he never slept anyways. Breakfast time, though. Again. He still had the old Blazkowicz recipe book from his. . great-great. . great grandma. Cherished that fuckin’ thing with his life. He really needed to rewrite some of the recipes, though. . They were starting to fade a bit. .

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Well, they’d done it now. The Nazis had managed to develop portal technology, which they used to send B.J. Blazkowicz to a completely different world. They figured, ‘If we can’t beat him, we’ll remove him.’ B.J. looked up, taking in his surroundings, and all he could say was,  “Fuckin’ Nazis....”

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About

Name: William Joseph “B.J.” Blazkowicz Nicknames: All-American, Shimshon and Yingele by Set Roth, Captain Gunslinger, Cowboy, Terror Billy Age: 50 at the end of The New Colossus Height: 6′3″ Weight: 245 lbs

Throughout the series, B.J. has always been portrayed as a fierce anti-fascist, American capitalist loving patriot, hating the Nazis in particular and what they do to others. In The New Colossus, it is shown that B.J.'s intense hatred of the Nazis stems from living under his abusive, racist father. Regardless of the circumstances, he lives to rid the world of them once and for all, as they're a constant threat to himself and his allies. He's a very loyal soldier, who doesn't rest until his job is done. During his conversation with Set Roth, he seems to be unable to handle complex scientific concept like he asks Set to spare him his explanation about head transplant.

In addition, B.J. showed anyone (except Nazis) compassion, not looking at their nationality, ethnicity or entitlement. This is evident with Billie, J and Bombate. He also shows this to Sigrun Engel, who had a similar childhood. Despite her being a former Nazi, he shows her kindness and defends her from his allies, notably Grace Walker.

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Rules

Hello everybody, I’m Wing; pleasure to meet you all! Got a few ground rules that you must look over before we get to interacting.

1. Spoilers everywhere for Wolfenstein: The Old Blood, The New Order, and The New Colossus, so be wary! No spoilers for Youngblood because I haven’t played it.

2. Activity here is kind of sporadic, depending on what I’m in the mood for. There will be days where I do a ton with BJ, and some days where I don’t do much with him at all, just depends on what I’m feeling.

3. No NSFW. Mun and Muse are over 18, but I’m just not up for it.

4. Crossovers and OCs? Bring ‘em on, I love them.

5.  No godmodding and no metagaming. Godmodding is taking control of the other player’s character, and metagaming is using real-life knowledge of the game to determine the character’s actions, when said character has no knowledge or awareness of the events or circumstances.

6.  If you’re uncomfortable with anything, please let me know! I don’t want you to feel that way.

Have fun, and I look forward to interacting!