[Caseal<3]

username:
Hello! I'm { Loves Blind }! Nice to meet you!~ ^^
name:
This, is France. o3o
"Why hello~ did you not see above? I am France, pleasure to meet you love~"
gender:
France here, is a male~
"As Miss.Blind said above, I'm a male~" -Winks-
dream/nightmare/etc:
You see, Francey is kind of a whimp, the French bean has many dreams 'scary' to him. T_T
He once had a dream he was very... In his mind. Ugly. He can't stand not looking nice, and enjoys being a charmer- so this was rather terrifying to him. Of coarse when he woke up.. He spent the whole day making himself
presentable.

[Tatzel]

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My username is lemoon. I was previously Sooshy the Duckling and ::Mana::

Name:: "My name is Atari. Yes, like the gaming system.
Why are you looking at me like that! I didn't choose my name.
Huh, this rose? I bet I look like some romantic bean with this
rose or something...but, um, it's for my mother...she...passed away."
-looks at her paws and sighs-
,
Gender:: "You're....you're still here? Don't follow me, please.
What is it this time? ...Oh, yes, of course,
I'm a pretty male with hearts all over
me and a girlish voice" -fake grin- "Really though. I'm a girl."
.
Dream:: "Don't. Follow. Me. It's a simple request. I even said 'please'.
Should I rephrase it? Leave me alone while I take a flower to my mom?
Let me guess, another question. My dreams...oh, um, that was unexpected.
I'll tell you, but that doesn't mean I trust you.."

It was a stormy night in my dream. It's...weird. In my dreams, it's always night, and always storming. But fortunately, in this dream, I was safely in my warm, cozy bed, my mother by my side. "And when she..." her voice faded for a moment, "and the witch died." My eyes widened. "Why, mommy? Was she a mean witch?" My mother nodded and shut the book, laying it on her lap. "Mommy, I'm scared. What if I die? Or you die?" Only then did I realize that this wasn't a dream at all, but a memory from my childhood. The day she died. She took my paw in hers, looked me in the eye and said, "Don't worry, I won't ever die for a long, long time. And neither will you!" I smiled and hugged her. "Thank you, mommy," I yawned. "Getting sleepy?" she asked me in a whisper, "Goodnight, then..." and she started to stand- "Yes, but wait! I want you to stay with me!" Mom pursed her lips, pondering how to reply. "I wish I could, Atari. But mommy has things to do. I'll see you tomorrow, I promise! Okay? Pinkie promise, if you want?" I looked at my toes, which were peeking out of my blanket, disappointed. "Okay, mommy...I understand." My eyes lit up when she said 'pinkie promise'. "Yes, yes yes!" "Shh, daddy's sleeping." Mom smiled, and we pinkie promised. She kissed me on the forehead, bid me goodnight once more, switched off my heart-sticker-covered lamp, and shut the door.

But I couldn't get to sleep. I know, we pinkie promised and everything...but...something bothered me. Like I knew something bad was going to happen.

I was right. The next day, I found out my mother died. I hate going into detail with things like this...sh-she...was murdered. I don't know where, because she never told me where she was going.

Now imagine you were me that day. I was four. FOUR. The way I reacted? I didn't know how. I locked myself in my room, cried all day in there, only coming out to eat, and I would read the fairy tale she read me over and over again. Or would have, if I could've read.

I'm sorry...I'm probably depressing you.

Um...Goodbye.

Note: She may seem depressed, but if the subject isn't about her mother, she's happy as can be <3

[Fascai]

Ｕｓｅｒｎａｍｅ:
++++++++➸ Hi'ya there, I'm Fascai. c:
Ｎａｍｅ:
++++++++➸ This bean's name is Copelen [cope-linn], which is of Latin decent.
Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ:
++++++++➸ Male, of course.
Ｄｒｅａｍ:
++++++++➸ Beauty. The first thing he saw was beauty. She was stunning; whoever she was. Engulfed in the
darkness of the tunnel, Copelen stepped forward, dumbstruck. His glazed eyes never left the light. Surrounding her
was a misty veil of light, her tail curled ever-so-perfectly as she awaited him. Gorgeous pearl-white fur. He hadn't
seen her face yet. She sat with her back to him, but she knew he was there. It was a game. It had been a game for
a while now. She'd sneak glances over her shoulder everynow and then, and flick her tail teasingly just to make sure
his eyes were on her and only her. Almost there. Copelen's head held high, his jaw sat open, unsteady, tired breaths
causing the low rise and fall of his chest. He slowly continued forward, careful to place his footing quietly, even though
he could see no floor. He was close enough now her lights shone off of his fur, and his eyes had to squint against the
intensity, but still, she was beautiful. I made it. The young male stopped in his tracks, the mist and lights hot on his
face as her tail flicked slowly; and she moved. Her chin rose slowly over her shoulder, and her musical hum turned into
a light chuckle. Copelen's heart rate quickened, eyes sat large in bewilderment as her gorgeous chuckles turned into loud
howls, and finally, the darkness began to engulf her luminescent glow, pulling her farther and farther away before she
was gone. The howls of laughter continued, and grew louder and more intense as the beautiful maiden was eaten away by
the shadows. All the while Copelen stood stone-still, unable to move or speak or even whimper. The dark extended out
towards him. It was calling him. Wrapping around his foot, it yanked him hard, and he flew forward.
- Copelen flew up, his chest rising and falling quickly, body shivering and whimpers effortlessly shaking his body.
It was just a dream. Uneasily, the poor, shaken bean sunk back into the cool grass, eyes glancing uneasily around the
darkness of the night before he left his chin fall. And there, he noticed something. A beautiful, crisp rose lay in front
of him. A gift. From who, he would never know, but he held onto it and guarded it as if his life depended on it. For
maybe, just maybe, he would see the lovely white maiden again.

[bunnimuffins]

username: Taylor Kay
name: Cibil
gender: Female
dream/nightmare/etc: the one way to let myself go, to cry or rejoice for everyone to see. I want to be someone. I want to sing.

[zacherie]

username: soulBridge.
name: Amadea
gender: Female
dream/nightmare/etc:

As told by Amadea;;
❝ Ever since I was a little bean, I have had this one particular, recurring dream. It would always start off in the early evening, with me at this one park I loved to play at when I was a small bean. It was a quaint little park, with lots of grass to roll around in and a little swing set in the middle of the park. No one would be at the park, and I would have the park and swing set all to myself.

While looking around the empty park, a little rose would walk up to me and start dancing. Then I'd start smiling and I'd get off the swings and start dancing along with it. It would be waving its leaf arms around and its roots would be like feet and it would dance along to some music in the background. I don't know exactly how the music went, but I do remember that I thought it was perfect for some tango. Then, the rose would slowly transform into a JBD. I don't know who he was--his face would always be hidden from me. But he would always ask, "May I have this dance?" and I'd always reply, "But of course," and we'd dance a dance. Or, the tango, if you want to be more specific. My favourite dance, even to this day.

Then the music would die down, and right when I think I got a glimpse of who he was, I would wake up. This dream helped me find my one true passion. Dancing.
...And also leaves me watching, waiting, for my man who will sweep me off my feet. ❞

[. : Milotic : .]

username: froggy & A-list
name:
gender: Male
dream/nightmare/etc:

Working on it now <3

[ruse]

username:
Greetings! I am clarinet, a user on Chicken Smoothie; just like you. c:
There's not much to me or my username. But I guess it's safe to assume that I
am associated with the instrument, clarinet. I play a clarinet in my school band,
thus the username.

name:
I have chosen the name Marisol.
The meaning of the name is 'sea and sun'. I believe she represents more of the
'sun' part.

gender:
Female. I simply cannot see this rose-bearing sweetheart as a male.

dream/nightmare/etc:
Her greatest nightmare is being pricked by a rose like Sleeping Beauty,
and then doomed to a very long rest. She has so many hopes and dreams
she wouldn't be able to give up if she were put to sleep by an ancient curse.
The rose she holds dearly in her mouth is thorn-less, much to her liking. It's
just something she hates- thorns.

[Cayla]

username:
Cayla
name:
Amia
English Meaning:
The name Amia is an English baby name. In English the meaning of the name Amia is: Beloved.
French Meaning:
The name Amia is a French baby name. In French the meaning of the name Amia is: Beloved. Dearly loved.
People with this name have a deep inner desire to inspire others in a higher cause, and to share their own strongly held views on spiritual matters.
for harmony and balance in their lives, and respond positively to beautiful things.
gender:
Female
dream/nightmare/etc:
Once long long ago .. the story begins.
WIP

[Loenna]

I think this ended at the end of page 10?

[Cayla]

I think this ended at the end of page 10?

it says page 11 though on the first page is im not uncorrect..
i swear when i posted it it was on page 11 and now its on page 12... oh well that sucks ui guesss im not getting this bean maybe next time...