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ββββ'β’ ββββBerrian
Berrian is a Basque word meaning
"springtime"- a fitting name for this green little cutie <3
Nickname: Berri, or among his family "green bean"
(they all love the pun). Ironically, he loves to eat
green beans (as long as they're organic and sustainably
grown), resulting in many a cannibalism joke.
(note that some of this might be as he's a little older; it's hard to be
an aromatherapist when you're only five xD)
Berri is first and foremost a very sweet and caring individual. He is kind,
loves to help others regardless of whether it benefits him, and always
compliments others. Whenever any young bean needs a listening ear, they
come to him- Berri genuinely cares about the problems of others and
often goes out of his way to offer others love and support. One of his
biggest passions, however, is his family; Berri holds family in the highest
regard and loves all of his relatives, even the ones he doesn't know,
deeply. Another one of Berri's passions is the environment. He could
easily talk for hours on the subject of conservation, and is more educated
on it than many adults he knows. He is absolutely obsessed with nature
and the environment- and the conservation thereof. He is constantly
reminding his family to turn off a light that doesn't need to be on, or his
favorite- teasing his big sister Hotaru about how long she takes in the
shower (they're best friends, so she forgives him). Thankfully, it's very
difficult to anger this even-tempered green bean. Insults rarely affect
him, and no ill-intended comment can rub him the wrong way. In fact,
there are a very select few ways to make him angry- but if you do, watch
out. Berri has a quick little temper, with little "fizzles" where he'll yell or
fuss or pout for a bit. He recovers within a few hours, but he's a pain to
put up with while he's still peeved. While he is capable of holding a grudge,
he rarely gets angry enough to find a reason to do so. Despite having
these anger spurts, Berri never puts on a rough-and-tough outer shell. In
fact, he's rather feminine- not just because he's not athletic or weak in
general (which is true), but because he prefers to be a quieter, more
feminine character. He's actually tried on one of Hotaru's dresses once-
and liked it, but don't tell anyone! Berri is a rather unique bean
anyway. He doesn't let anyone boss him around, or tell him what to do or
how to act. He just tries to stay true to who he is, eccentric and surprisingly
mature as he can be. One of Berri's more unique aspects is his obsession
with aromatherapy: he loves it and believes in its power 110%. He's often
tried out herbal remedies on his own family, despite their protests, and
is constantly trying to give himself herbs just to test out their effects. For
sure he wants to be an aromatherapist when he grows up, along with his
career as a conservationist. Along with his love of plants, Berri has a
certain affinity for water. He enjoys swimming, and does so pretty quickly!
It's a fun way for him to exercise a little on the weekends. Despite his
cheerful lifestyle, Berri is a pretty introverted bean. He likes his family,
but is not fond of meeting new people or trying new or dangerous things.
He finds that his current life is rather comfortable, and with his already
moderately-above-average intelligence, he has no need to go out and
face other people when he is happier at home, around the family that
he loves.
βΎ Π½ΞΉΡ Π½ΡΡΟ β½ Berri's hero is Jane Goodall, founder of the Jane Goodall Institute, chimpanzee ambassador and general conservationist extraordinaire. Being the little nature nut that he is, he has been obsessed ever since he saw a piece of her documentary "Wild Chimpanzees" on television two years ago. From that point on he began to ask for books about the rainforests around the world. Gradually he began to turn towards other topics (beginning with valuable plants in the rainforests, which started him down the herbology path), but he remained interested in Jane Goodall's work. Even now he uses her films from in the rainforest and loves to watch her documentaries whenever he gets the chance! Berri is and will remain a strong supporter of the Jane Goodall Institute, finding her research invaluable to advance knowledge and dreams of taking an internship as a conservationist with the program.βΎ Π½ΞΉΡ ΡΟ
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ΠΌΡ β½ Berri's superhero persona goes by the name "The Rafflesia." As you may well know, the rafflesia flower is infamous for its great size- and horrendous smell. He may not gain any superpowers, but this little green bean has some smart tricks up his sleeve. Berri uses clever little 'bombs' consisting of various herb packets (and, using his clumsy-but-improving origami skills, occasionally shaping them into animals or plants) using herbs that don't exactly go well together. The conflicting scents- and overwhelming amount of herbal oils- can often confuse or scare away any enemies. He also rolls herb packets similar to these into balls, throwing them to use for distraction- or, occasionally, lighting one on fire for a bonus distraction and awful smell.

However, his superhero outfit gets even better! Besides having pouches to keep these herbs in, the cape-like hood around his head collapses to give way to a second outfit, under a new alias: "Nature Man!" Creative, we know, but he's only five. He uses the same 'power', but he dresses up as "Nature Man" every Halloween (this one will be his third), making this his publicly known superhero persona. Even later on in his life, Berri will keep his "Nature Man" outfit, and if he becomes a conservationist as he dream of being, he will wear it while educating the public. Under the name of "Nature Man," this is his main job, fighting the crime of pollution with words instead of actions. βββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
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Berri and Lime share a very close father-son relationship. He loves how gentle and caring his father is- somehow he manages to attend to all of the green bean's needs without making him spoiled! One of Berri's favorite things is to listen to his father's soothing voice reading him a story at night. Occasionally, he wonders why his father is so quiet, but he has never worked up the courage to ask. It's good enough as it is that Lime respects his young son and his occasional need to be alone. Being the good dad that he is, Lime appreciates Berri's views on conservation, and often tells him that one day he would be a great environmental leader, which makes him insanely proud. His father is also very protective of him, always telling him he can choose whatever he wants to do in the future and his decision will be supported- as long as he has good intentions. This gentle care from his father has earned him a lot of favor with Berri, and the two are often together.
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One of the biggest things Berri loves about his mother is her tendency to daydream. He often catches her gazing off into the distance, a lovely smile on her face as she thinks about something wonderful. Sometimes he, too, lets his imagination wander- it's actually how he came up with his superhero disguise in the first place!
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get on pretty well
Berri and Cabe get on pretty well, as far as brothers go. They are the two males among the siblings, and Cabe feels that special "big-brother" bond with little Berri. He always looks after his younger brother, and is rewarded with reverence from this little green bean. Cabe is definitely the "cool big brother" in Berri's eyes (despite being the only one), and they get along quite well. Berri thinks Cabe's flirty tendencies are utterly hilarious- or maybe he just pretends, because he's too young to understand his brother's jokes. However, he likes how gentlemanly his brother is and hopes that he'll get the girl of his dreams one day! However, Cabe's need for constant precision can occasionally irritate Berri. He's able to go with the flow, where his brother prefers to stick to a "correct" or "proper" schedule, which can get under his skin. wip
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β½ "The Rafflesia" and "Officer Justice" In:
The Limiem RescueIt was a bright, sunny day. Kestrel and Ivara, quite content with having taken over the entire National Forest, were relaxing with the two kidnapped Jellybean Dragons in a sunny clearing. Kestrel, especially content with the sunny warmth of the day, was lulled into a drowsy stupor, while Ivara kept a closer watch on their surroundings. But not even her keen eyes could catch the movements of a little green bean, armed with a mighty shadow-colored sidekick, gesturing angrily to one another, hidden deep in the thick green foliage...
"So you're saying there are no tunnels?" A very disappointed look crawled across the green bean's face, and he swished his tail, the moss-green belt around it causing a rustling sound as the herbs danced on their hooks. The cause for his impatience was clear- from their current position, he could see the tiniest glimpse of his imprisoned parents, looking concerned and confused. Not far away, their captors rested, seeming confident.
"Yes," snorted the dark bean beside him. "Did I misspeak? Or did you just not hear me correctly?"
The dressed-up superhero bit back a sharp reply. She was only playing her role- it was not worth it to get mad at her now. "Bly- Officer Justice," he said coolly. "How else do you expect us to sneak close enough to rescue my parents? Are you sure there were no tunnels?"
Acting as though she had not heard him, Officer Justice wryly squinted up at his face. "Are you sure you're not deaf?" she retorted, shaking off the layer of dust and dirt that coated her classic blue police uniform. "I practically bathed in dirt trying to find one. Yes. I'm positive. There are no tunnels to be found, trust me." She lifted her head, then said in a rather snobby tone, "So, then, what do you suggest, Berr-"
"Shh!" he cut her off, then sighed, sounding equally apologetic and exasperated. "Sorry, but I've told you this a hundred times before. It's The Rafflesia." The police officer just rolled her eyes.
"Right. Well, Rafflesia," she smirked, "I do have one suggestion."
He groaned inwardly, but before he could open his mouth to reply, the shadow-colored bean said with an air of false sweetness, "We could always...climb a tree."
Though he'd known it was coming, The Rafflesia's eyes opened almost comically wide. Just thinking about trying to climb a tree made his knees weak- and he still stood on firm ground. Officer Justice knew about his fear of heights, and she was clearly trying to provoke him, and so desperately he shook his head. "No, there's got to be another way. We can- sneak along the grass or something-"
"You can," she corrected, gesturing to her dark fur. "I'd stand out like you would in snow." Before he could point out that she would be even more prominent, she rushed ahead, unwilling to admit her mistake. "A-anyway, there's no other solution. If you want to rescue your parents, we have to climb a tree."
"But-" The Rafflesia tried to protest, then sighed. His mind had run dry of excuses and other options. Besides...this was to rescue his parents, right? Surely he could overcome his biggest fears for a moment for their sake.
Seeming to sense that he had given up, Officer Justice smirked triumphantly, but watching the shadow fall across his face, she softened slightly. "Hey." she bumped his shoulder with hers affectionately. "We'll get them back. You'll see." Eyes glimmering, she tilted her head, and then said, "And don't worry. I'll climb the tree after you- to catch you if you fall. I'll show you how, too." The police officer trotted over to a nearby tree, trying to keep quiet as she investigated its surface. Seemingly unsatisfied, she continued to move throughout the brush in the forest, causing enough noise to startle some nearby wildlife, but thankfully not enough to raise the alarm of Kestrel and Ivara. After a seemingly endless search- The Rafflesia still as frozen as ice- she found a tree apparently to her liking. Shaking himself from his stonelike state, the green bean followed her on trembling legs, gazing at the trees around him with a gaze so apprehensive you might have thought they were going to attack him.
"Come on, now," murmured Officer Justice. "You just put one paw here, like this, and dig in your claws- and this tree even has a knothole so you can rest your paw there for balance- and make sure you use your tail or else you're going to fall!" The police officer successfully climbed several yards up the tree before dropping to the ground. With a satisfied puff of air, she nodded toward the tree's dark surface and said, "Now it's your turn. Don't worry, I'll be right behind you if you fall."
Still the superhero did not budge. His lavender gaze remained locked on the tree, as though trying to bring the "if looks could kill" phrase to fruition, but he refused to take a single step forwards. Rolling her eyes, Officer Justice nudged him forwards, but he twisted to look back at her as though to ask, What are you doing? It was only then that her patience wore thin and she gave him a shove- right up the tree.
Desperately, the green bean scrabbled for a grip. One claw managed to lock into the aforementioned knothole, and from there he managed to regain his balance- but he was nowhere near emotionally stable. "What was that for?!" he yelled bitterly down at Officer Justice- well, not really down, seeing as he was barely two feet off of the ground. She just rolled her eyes.
"You weren't going to get off of the tree otherwise," she pointed out, but The Rafflesia was not willing to forgive his sidekick yet. He let out an irritated huff, but he was already started on climbing up the tree, so why not continue? Though anger simmered in his heart, sending heat spiraling down his veins, and though he wasn't quite ready to forgive the officer yet, he did have some parents to rescue. Shaking in a mix of anger and fear, The Rafflesia bravely ascended up the trunk of the tree, and though he inched along at maybe a few inches per minute, he was steadily making progress. After a reasonable amount of time, given the circumstances, he reached the lowest branch of the tree. Muscles taut, as soon as he felt safe he collapsed, two legs to each side of the branch, exhausted.
At least until Officer Justice scrambled up behind him.
"Move out of the way!!" she barely had time to hiss to him- not that it mattered. She landed square on The Rafflesia's sun-dappled cape, ruffling and folding it so that the both of them nearly flipped off of the tree. He barely managed to bite back a yell of total fear as the ground beneath suddenly seemed to fall away, a lot farther down than it has previously been. Officer Justice merely twisted around and climbed into a higher, narrower branch slightly above him.
"Sorry," she whispered sheepishly. "I almost slipped, had to turn for balance, and you just happened to be there-"
The Rafflesia just signaled with his tail for silence, heart still pounding with fear as an annoyed expression played over his face. The bean above him frowned, opening her mouth to apologize again, but stopped as the superhero began to fiddle with the collar around his neck. Her vermilion eyes sparkled in curiosity as, form the pockets within the rafflesia flowers encircling his chest and neck, he withdrew several herbs. The only glimpse she caught was a flash of bright yellow- presumably marigold- and something dark green as The Rafflesia reached back for the herbs tied around his tail.
An idea had struck him as he sat upon the tree branch- he had to act fast, or the image would be lost. His surroundings fell away, becoming irrelevant as he tunnel-visioned on his work. The green bean frantically moved his paws, from belt to pockets to other limbs- he even swept his tail around to utilize it as a platform of sorts. Within a few minutes, his masterpiece was finished- a pale yellowish-green ball of herbs that vaguely resembled the shape of a....duck?
"Chicken," he whispered proudly, as Officer Justice leaned down to investigate. "Isn't it cute?"
She nodded in agreement, then asked him pointedly, "And...what exactly do you plan to do with it....?"
Even though he had an answer prepared, The Rafflesia blushed slightly, knowing how dumb it sounded. "I'm- going to throw it down there," he explained awkwardly. "Hopefully it'll distract them long enough for us to free my parents."
The police officer rolled her eyes, and stuck out her paw, motioning for the green bean to give her the chicken. When his eyes widened in protest, she hissed, "Do you really think you can throw farther than I can? C'mon, I'm strong. Look." She flexed her muscles under her police uniform as though to prove it, then tilted her head and asked, "Well, how about it?"
Reluctantly The Rafflesia handed over the chicken. With an easy throw that made it look rehearsed, Officer Justice lobbed the herb-chicken directly into the clearing before them, landing with a "thump" just loud enough to catch Ivara's attention. Unfortunately her partner, Kestrel, had fallen asleep in the warm sunshine. Ivara gazed at the herb pile, confused, before realizing what the yellowish bundle was supposed to be. Her face melted happily and she picked up the chicken, so enamored with the fuzzy little dummy that she failed to remember to wake up her partner.
"Now!" hissed Officer Justice under her breath, and she scrambled back down the tree.
"W-wait-" The Rafflesia shot her a confused look. "We have to go back down now?"
"Yes, Mister Rafflesia- if you want to rescue your parents, that is!" Without another word she scurried the rest of the way down the trunk. Though he seemed as terrified as he had been going up, if not more so, the green bean managed to place one paw down at a time and descended safely. His shadow-colored sidekick gave a nod of approval once his paws hit the ground, and together they charged through the undergrowth, no longer caring about the noise they made. The two girls were safely distracted now.
They managed to circle around the majority of the clearing from the safety of the brush. Once the two were as close as they could get to Ananiem and Lemon Lime, they burst out. Kestrel woke up and wip