[Pandle]

Name: Hsien Feng
Gender: Male -at least he was last time he checked.
Personality: WIP
Story: (under 800 words please; after 800 words I will stop reading) WIP

[.Fluffy.]

Name:
Kleisthenes Vrohi

From = Ancient Greek
Pronounced = KLIES-thə-neez, Pronounced = VRO-HE
Meaning & History= derived from κλεος (kleos) "glory" and σθενος (sthenos) "strength". From βροχή meaning Rain.

Nickname- Steve ( Given to him since no one can pronounce his name right )

Gender:
Male ♂

Personality:
Brave, Stubborn, Total geek and OCD with even numbers.

Story:
( I didn't know where to start, so I made it a little bit different than what I normally right.)

You look at the screen, after reading a little less than 100 forms or so for the special JBD you created, your tired and worn from all the reading you have done. You look down at #267, sighing " So many... ", who curled at your feet, when you here a knock at your door. When you go to open it, you realize it's probably a crazy fan girl, and only crack the door a bit. You were right, and you narrowed your eyes at the young girl standing in front of you.
" I hope it's not too late to turn this in..."
I'm still writing I just have to get off for a minute.

OTHER
For things not on the form.

Art
Coming soon Also.

Age and Birthday
24, 4-4-1988

Favorites
Food- Blue Candy
Color- Neon Ice blue
Season- Winter

Favorite Song-
Linkin Park- Burn it Down
LYRICS:The cycle repeated
as explosions broke in the sky
all that I needed
was the one thing I couldn't find

And you were there at the turn
Waiting to let me know

We're building it up
To break it back down
We're building it up
To burn it down
We can't wait
To burn it to the ground

The colors conflicted
as the flames climbed into the clouds
I wanted to fix this / but
couldn't stop from tearing it down

And you were caught at the turn
caught in the burning glow
And I was there at the turn
Waiting to let you know

You told me yes / You held me high
And I believed when you told that lie
I played that soldier / You played king
And struck me down when I kissed that ring
You lost that right / to hold that crown
I built you up but you let me down
so when you fall / I'll take my turn
and fan the flames as your blazes burn

Place to be- Out with friends
Hobby- Art, Crafts preferably
Weather- The Rain
Movie- Finding Nemo
Book- How to Train your Dragon vs. The Hunger games (He thinks both are great)
Tv show- The walking dead (who doesn't love zombies)

Allergies-
Yellow food Die
Yellow Pollen

Sign's and Horoscopes
1988 is the Chinese zodiac year of the dragon.
Also He is an Aries, A ram.

Quotes
"Please,... No. Please just call me Steve.."

More to come
I really love this JBD. I know people say this but I really do His design has struck me in the heart and If I win he will be my very first JBD. And If I don't I'll have to gift art the person who does win XD because he is just that handsome.

Ps My font got messed up half way through and it won't change back. :<

[PolyThera]

Name: Ciculmus (Cic-Cul-Mus) Ci for short
Gender: Male
Personality: Ci is rather stuffy and can get irrated by the young JBD. He is intelligent and reads most everyday, Having been a bookworm he tends to have very few friends but those he does have are close. He does have a softer side but it is rarely shown. Female's intrigue him when in books. Real females make him worried and scared. He has a soft spot for his human Skylar.
Story:

It was a bright morning when Ciculmus woke. The small wrens chirped outside his den and and he wondered what land he would travel to today. So many to see and feel yet so few hours within the day. He shook his head and walked from his bed out into a rather large burrow. Its walled lined with tree root bookshelves which were covered in dusty tomes and ancient scrolls. Many containing far off places and sweet angelic fae's. He smiled as he prepared himself a morning drink of warm milk and honey before settling into his grand root chair. Its dark wood colouring a great contrast to his light fur. He was content listening to the wrens for a few more moments then his mind decided it was time to read. Picking up a book that seemed older than the ancient redwood he lived under he perused its cover noting the title “A Dragons Hoard” Smiling he knew this meant it was from a far away place the writer was anon which always puzzled the dragon but he smiled and flipped the pages till the first chapter. His eyes scanning the words like liquid his mind taking in every emotion and detail. In his minds eye he created the scenes to his liking then he heard a screech and screamed loudly. His tail fluff standing on end as he walked to a small window. Outside was a human a rare and almost scary species he shared his forest with. This one was small and seemed stuck under a rather large and old branch. He looked to his chair and noticed the book torn in two and sighed. He cursed the human for ruining his morning reading. It was odd for one to be lurking in the forest. He trundled outside and into the sun light blinking profusely as he tried to spot the human once more. It screeched again and he had to cover his long ears and sigh. Finding it from its whimpering and screeching he stood over it and smiled. What he hoped was a smile was more of a scowl at the little human. It screeched again and he growled inwardly. Lifting the branch slightly he took the human by its strange coverings and pulled it from under the log. He then proceeded to walk back towards his den. He knew the little human would bring more but he always knew how to hide from them. He wasn’t comfortable with the humans. Suddenly the small creature was wrapped around his leg and crying. He turned his still scruffy maned head to the small one and then plucked it from his leg and placed it in front of him. He knew not how to speak their language but knew they could draw. So he wrote down the words he remembered from the books. “Whats wrong small one” He wrote elegantly. The little human sighed and wrote “No family” This made the JBD rather sad so after a short time thinking he picked the small human up and placed her into his pouch. She giggled which made him sigh with annoyance. Walking into his den he placed her on the chair and looked her over. He tried remembering what the humans wore in the picture books. This one was all rags and dirt but that would never do. Finally he found some old cloth that was far cleaner and draped it over her. She smiled and then disappeared into the sleeping area for a few moments recharging in the cloth as a new dress. He smiled glad that she knew what he was thinking. She than found the book and sighed at it. Lifting it she smiled to him. Writing with her foot as she did “Read me this”. He shook his head which made her look all sad. So instead he wrote “I will draw you pictures” With his own foot. Glad he had been a reader for a while now. So there they sat and drew pictures all day till night.

[Postcard]

Name: Celestia
Gender: Female
Personality: W.I.P.
Story: W.I.P.

[knight of time]

I can't say how beautiful this gal is, Verdana. I dearly hope she goes to a great home... i poured my writing heart out on this JBD!

[DarrenCriss.♥]

Name:Marina
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Marina is a smart girl She loves nature and art. She likes to go under trees and try to paint them. All she would do is paint. it was her life. It was the way to get away from all the people that liked to start drama, or said her fur was ugly.
Story:
School was starting and Marina she likes school...but she would never admit that to anyone other than her friends. She likes English the most out of every subject, even though she has the most 'mean' teacher in the school. She never thought of Mrs. Akers that way...but everyone else did. Mrs. Akers was nice to her, all you have to do is listen and pay attention in class! She actually like Mrs. Akers. If anything she was strict not mean. Marina liked art to, it was her passion! She loved the feel of the oil pastels on her hands and the way the brush stroked on her paper. She would watch to she every detail in a painting, the way it fades into a litter color to the way the artist made the grass or the bark on a tree. Art was her one class to escape everything. After school she would go out under a tree in the back yard and draw different angles of the tree. Like sometimes you could see the light coming down in between the branches or the dew on the leaves. When it was fall you would see a beautiful brown, red,and orange leaves. Or in the winter you could see the ice cycles hanging of the branches where the leaves used to be. She was always relieved from all the stress the day gave her. She would sit on top of the hill and pretend she was an artist one that traveled the world, she has always wanted to do that since she was three. She could imagined painting the red wood forest trees, or the Niagara falls. It wasn't a tree but she longed to go there! She knew that she wanted to paint that first since it was her fathers favorite place ever. He has never been there so once she gets the opportunity to go there she will bring him with her. She would have to paint in peace first. She couldn't decide if she wanted a oil pastel portrait or a painting. Marina always took opportunities and signed up for these drawling to get into the Collage Of Arts. Or C.O.A! This is where the art classes are taken all over the country to paint what they wanted like, the Niagara Falls, or the Red Wood forest. This is her third year applying to the school. She is waiting until August 15. She couldn't wait! But until then she always practiced drawling everything, she left her comfort zone, trees, and started drawling people and food.Even buildings! She has practiced and has turned in her artwork of the Magnolia tree in her front yard. It was the best of all her paintings! This was the one she was going to send to C.O.A! The painting was beautiful filled with color, and you could even see the fuzz on the leaves! You could also see the dew in the flower! The shadows were terrific! She had mastered everything and was showing them, that this year if they didn't accept her this is what they would be missing out on. If she didn't get accepted this year she would send a application to Nera University! Which wasn't as great of a school, but she would go...at least she'll get a degree!
August 15, the mailman is two houses down from her street. She stares out the window waiting until the mailman comes to her house. "This was it" she thought. "Everything ends or starts here."

Word count: 590/800


Marina painting, almost done!


Just Marina blinking.


The letter got returned!

[Kawartsii]

Name:
Willow
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Willow is a smart girl She loves nature and art. She likes to go under trees and try to paint them. All she would do is paint. it was her life. It was the way to get away from all the people that liked to start drama, or said her fur was ugly.
Story:
School was starting and Willow she likes school...but she would never admit that to anyone other than her friends. She likes English the most out of every subject, even though she has the most 'mean' teacher in the school. She never thought of Mrs. Akers that way...but everyone else did. Mrs. Akers was nice to her, all you have to do is listen and pay attention in class! She actually like Mrs. Akers. If anything she was strict not mean. Willow liked art to, it was her passion! She loved the feel of the oil pastels on her hands and the way the brush stroked on her paper. She would watch to she every detail in a painting, the way it fades into a litter color to the way the artist made the grass or the bark on a tree. Art was her one class to escape everything. After school she would go out under a tree in the back yard and draw different angles. Like sometimes you could see the light coming down in between the branches or the dew on the leaves. When it was fall you would see a beautiful brown, red,and orange leaves. Or in the winter you could see the ice cycles hanging of the branches where the leaves used to be.

I'm sorry, but that name is already taken. Please change it or your entry won't count.

[greye]

WIP

[Acidic]

{Updated my story! ~ <3}

[DarrenCriss.♥]

I love her!