Refurbishing Jacob! He gets a new hoodie! or…. Repo-ing Jacob? take that back! Resplendent Jacob! he is dashing isn’t he? Raunchy Jacob – he curse. Reticent Jacob – he very sorry and timid Recon Jacob – he run. Re-positioned Jacob – he moved. Rappelling Jacob – he slide. Reggae Jacob – he funky. Rested Jacob – he sleep

Lol! What color hoodie should he get?? I think his usual orange might stand out a bit too much during hunts. Green? Black? 

Good tries! We haven’t had a winner yet, so keep on going!

In reference to giant Jacob trying to stay away from the LITTLE kids that want to use him as a playground in the Lunge, now I’m really curious how he’d try to stay away when stuck in the same room as them. We all know how self-conscious the big teddy can be and how scary the thought of knocking them off their feet with a single exhale, or worse a single vibration of him moving, is to him (yeah I know Gabriel set the no harm rules, but Jacob’s a worrywart)

Picture a guy bigger than a barn trying to scoot himself into the corner and be as unobtrusive as possible. Giant Jacob tries to make himself look smaller even in his sleep, so it’s an effort that he really works at. Too bad, this so many little guys and extra little guys around, he really cannot hide himself. There’s no mountains there to disappear into.

At best, he’d be able to keep himself away from all the tables and furniture and stuff, but I have a feeling he wouldn’t get much of a break beyond that. There would be a LOT of desperate looks to one of the human-sized folks to always be around as a chaperone. Halp him. He can’t even see these tiny kids.

Mini Jacob meets Wumbo Jacob

I’m sorry I have to let you know that reading this ask nearly knocked me out of my chair. Thank you so much.

To answer the actual scenario, these two might actually have trouble even perceiving each other, and even then that might be with the help of the Lounge. Luckily there’s the no-harm magic around so that giant Jacob speaking wouldn’t shake mini Jacob apart.

Beyond that, their sizes are so different it’d be hard to comprehend. Giant Jacob definitely can’t see the little guy as more than a speck. Meanwhile the little guy’s whole entire sky is a face. What the heck. Why this. He’d have to dive into someone’s satchel to just try to process the size difference. Do not leave him on that giant’s hand; he’d get lost.

August 29th excerpt:

“I-I think we should start over,” Dean said in a wavering voice, trying to stand on his toes to spot Stan. Get me out of this.

It was a good thing Sam had ducked back into the walls.