by Shenan_the_cat » Sun Jun 01, 2014 5:13 pm
Username: Shenan_the_cat
Name: Welshe
Gender: Male
Favorite music genre:
Unsurprisingly Welshe's favourite music genre is pop-rock, the mix between guitar rock and get-up-and-dance pop because, for all his nature/outdoors phobias, Welshe is an incredibly lively bean. If it can make him dance then it's a favourite, anything that gets him bouncing around or swishing his tail gets added to his IPod list soon enough. He truly can't get enough of the latest music craze, stocking up on anything to do with the band, but is also into a lot of the non-mainstream bands, always happy to try something new in the pop-rock genre even if it's not considered popular with his friends.
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Brief personality:
Extremely feminine, Welshe dislikes anything to do with his gender, if JBD's could change theirs, he would; he gets very uppity if you call him male, will deny it and most likely walk away in a flourish of overpowering perfume. Welshe enjoys doing typically girly things, such as dressing up, reading fairy-tails and braiding his tail and spends most of his time with female beans although he has little interest in them. However, he can always hold his own in an argument even if he resorts to sarcasm. Being as feminine as he is makes Welshe an indoor bean, he rarely leaves the comfort of his home and never strays from a cement path if he can help it; mud absolutely terrifies him, it would never come out of his fur. Staying inside gives Welshe rather a lot of time for other things, he's a music addict (and really who could blame him for liking the tight-outfitted girl bands with as much sass as he has) - listening to his songs almost all day, headphones constantly present, he'll often just burst into song whenever something comes on his likes. Overly flamboyant about music, as well, you can never tell whether Welshe is making up the lyrics or sticking to the proper ones, or even whether or not he's singing or actually telling you something important. It's one of his favourite past times, Welshe can memorise lyrics after the first time a song comes on, he's never without a tune.
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Extra (short story):
Welshe danced across the room, something Lady Gaga blaring out of the speakers behind, it was his favourite tune and had been on repeat fir the last few hours but the hyped up bean was in a mood to dance. How could he possibly dance to anything but Lady Gaga? Welshe didn't seem to think he could, twirling about as 'Bad romance' entered its fifth replay.
"Gaga oh la la." He sung, voice surprisingly high pitched for a male been and collapsed without grace onto one of the beanbags littered about the place having worn himself out completely, collapsing as well into a fit of giggles as the song entered its tenth or so chorus.
Between laughs, the JBD clutching his sides, Welshe sang broken parts of the song, "Bad *pant* Romance, oh oh oh-
Oh, no!"
The stereo, turned up to its highest volume, was stuttering, "B-b-b.", a pained sort of sound nothing like Lady Gaga's normally upbeat voice, Welshe leapt from the beanbag in a fit, kicking the various objects on the carpet out of his way, and dove at the shivering stereo.
"No, don't do that." He whined, having no actual knowledge of how to fix the stereo. "You can make it." Words of encouragement didn't do anything to help the breaking stereo, it choked out a final, "bad." And something important popped out of place, smoke drifting up from the machine, Welshe nearly cried at the sight - his poor stereo in shambles and smoking.
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Shenan_the_cat on Thu Jun 05, 2014 2:58 am, edited 1 time in total.
