[rosiemeii]

Dropping out ^^;

[azazel.]

Dropping out ^^' I don't have time nor would I have won anyway

[forecast]

username ;; ► My username is Acarmica. I am also known by many nicknames, mainly Aca, Acar, Armadillo, and Mia. But you can call me by anything, really :3 ◄

name ;; ► This one's name shall be Niall if i win him. I didn't name him after the band member in one direction, i just saw this bean and thought, "Niall". It how i work, really. ◄

personality ;; ► Niall is a kind and considerate bean. He loves suger and coffee, but nothing can beat his favorite food of all time, pizza. He can also be cheeky when joking around, but usually he doesn't mean it in a harmful way. He also loves his tail; he's seen hugging it like a teddybear at night, and sleep talking into it. He also likes reading, and his favorite book is "Harry Potter". He has watches the movies and read the books, even has his own scarf and wand. He wants to be a wizard someday.

Despite his kind nature, Niall is a secretive bean. He has many, many secrets on his paws, and he wants to tell someone, but he's afraid they won't believe him, or they might spread them. Some of those secrets are his friend's secrets, and he will always clutch onto those ones. ◄

birthday and birth detials ;; ► Niall was born on February the 25th, 1989. His zodiac sign is Aquarius, the water holder. This means that Niall is 24 years old. ◄

hobbies ;;
-- baking
► Niall thinks the best way to get your paws messy is baking. He sells his food in supermarkets, where he earns his living. He's really good at cupcakes, biscuits and cakes. He designs birthday cakes, gives out biscuits and makes event cupcakes. His favorite is the fairy cupcake, though, because he thinks it's very delicate and beautiful. ◄

-- video games
► Niall has a range of the latest and used-to-be latest games that he plays on his many game consoles. His uses his extra time when he isn't baking or selling to play games, and he hopes to make his own games. His most loved device is his Tablet, because he can download many cheap games on it and free ones, too. Also that he can easily browse on it and watch videos on YouTube.

-- hoarding valuables
► Niall hoards many valuabe jewels and metals. This is so because his mother loved diamonds, and he wanted a memory of her. Niall started hoarding in his teen years. He now owns a vast collection of diamonds, birthstones, necklaces, gold and silver, and his most prized possession, his jewel-crusted golden cup. ◄

-- caring for animals
► Ever since Niall was a nursery bean he has always loved animals, hence his design. His favorite, of course, was the snow leopard. But he loved others, too. He was usually seen in the summer carefully holding butterflies, or playing hide-and-seek with the foxes at night. In return, the animals protected him and he fed them, treating them like pets and loving them. ◄

why do you want him ;; ► I want this bean because he is amazing. His design and everything about him is perfect, and his eyes are really pretty. I would jump for joy if i won this bean, and i would provide him a good home. But if i don't win, atleast he gone to a deserved home and he's happy. I would be more than pleased to call him mine. ◄

likes & dislikes ;; ► Niall loves anything to do with happiness and sunshine, despite being based off a snow animal. He also likes anything baked, from fairy cupcakes to just plain cakes. He's not a big fan of vegtables, but he'll eat carrots and sweetcorn. He loves fruit too, his favorite being grapes, because they're juicy and are bright-coloured. He doesn't like dull colours, grumpy beans and clouds, because that indicates sadness, although he is fine with snow clouds. He also likes anything shiny, but he loves two things over anything else, his family and animals. ◄

habits ;; ► Niall has the weird habit of fussing over his claws and horns. He polishes his horns each and every day and keeps his claws perfect. He's very afraid of chipping his horns or claws. So his horns and claws may be more shiny (maybe even blinding) than other bean's horns and claws. ◄

history ;; ► Niall's history is an interesting one. He was born and raised in a nursery, of course, but he slept there overnight because his parents were very busy. he made many friends and loved everyone there. He barely saw his parents and soon was considered an "Orphan". His best friend, since he hatched from his little egg is Ebony, who stuck with him while he made and lost friends. He was popular, and other beans took pity on him because of his parents. At age 4, his parents left the country and never came back for him, leaving him a note, saying:

I'm so sorry, but we had to leave. We would of taken you with us but our work is too dangerous and you would have been in so much danger. You will see us again one day, we promise.
We love you very much, Niall.

- Mommy and Daddy

Niall was heart-broken at this and kept the note with him through his nursery and teenage years. After he left the nursery (at age 16) he started his own life and kept the memory of his parents strong in his mind. ◄

niall's favorite quotes ;;

*strokes fan roughly* "That means i hate you!" - Floss, the dumping ground

yadder, yadder, blabber, blabber, YAWN! - Ebony

"Now i'm concerned on a number of levels." - Mittens, in Bolt

niall's top 5 funniest gifs ;;
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[briannna27]

“You're lucky enough to be different, never change.”
― Taylor Swift

Characteristics of Frostbite
General Characteristics

Name:
Frostbite
Name Origin:
"Frostbite is the medical condition where localized damage is caused to skin and other tissues due to freezing" (Wikipedia)
Other Names:
Those who don't know her well will often call her 'Frost' or 'Bite'. Her friends will call her 'Frost nip' (the name for a mild form of frostbite) or simply 'Nip'.
Gender
Female
Theme Song:
Miracle of the Moment - Stephen Curtis Chapman
Town of residence:
Branson, Missouri, USA

Personal Characteristics

Birth Date:
December 13, 1989
First Word:
"More!"
Primary Objective:
To travel to the Himalayas
Secondary Objectives:
To write and publish a novel, to win some sort of eating contest.
Priorities:
She puts her friends and family over everything else.
Greatest Achievement:
She has been to every state in America and every province in Canada, as well as Mexico.
Biggest Failure:
She has gotten last in most sports competitions she's entered.
Embarrassments:
A scar on her left ear, which she got as a child. She was playing with her friends, and they'd all slid effortlessly under a barbed wire fence. When she tried, she her ear caught.
Desires:
She'd love to have a private jet that could take her anywhere.
Regrets:
Frostbite has had many opportunities to speak, and she kept silent. Those moments are her biggest regrets.
Quirks:
When stressed or lying, she speaks from the corner of her mouth, she is extremely sensitive to brain freeze,
Dominant Hand:
Ambidextrous
Autograph:

Catchphrase:
"What is reality?"
She often says this when she is confused, as if to say she cannot differentiate between the real and the imaginary.

Mental Characteristics

Known Languages:
English
Memory:
Frostbite has a better than average memory, but certainly not a photographic one.
Phobias:
Spiders, snakes and fire.
Hobbies:
Frostbite enjoys drawing and art.
Pet Peeves:
Frostbite hates when people call her 'Bite'.

Highs and Lows

Favorite Animal:
Cheetah
Favorite Band:
The Band Perry
Favorite Book:
Narnia
Favorite Color:
Cyan
Favorite Country:
India
Favorite Drink:
Sprite
Favorite Food:
Penne pasta with alfredo sauce.
Favorite Movie:
The Lorax
Favorite Number:
32
Favorite Place:
Mount Rushmore
Favorite Restaurant:
Golden Corral
Favorite Season:
Summer
Favorite Story Genre:
Science Fiction

Least Favorite Animal:
Scorpion
Least Favorite Color:
Red
Least Favorite Drink:
Pepsi
Least Favorite Food:
Shrimp
Least Favorite Movie:
The Hobbit
Least Favorite Number:
15
Least Favorite Restaurant:
Red Lobster
Least Favorite Season:
Spring
Least Favorite Story Genre:
Teen Romance

Apparel

Accessories:
She wears a diamond necklace and bracelet sometimes, sometimes she wears sapphire studs in her ears, and others she has a tail charm with sapphire and diamond beads. She does not wear accessories often, though. On extremely special occasions, she wears all her accessories.
Most Prized Possession:
A Frisbee from when she was a kid.
Most Valuable Possession:
Her jewelry, especially her diamond necklace

Common

Compliments:
"Your fur looks amazing today" "You've got beautiful eyes"
Insults:
"You're such a Jerk!" "All you are is mean! And a liar! And pathetic! And alone in life!"
The second comes from the song 'Mean'
State of Mind:
Frostbite is often confused or dizzy.
Words:
Frostbite often addresses others as 'dude', no matter their gender.

Relationships
Friends:
Blitz
Namaqua
Rivals:
Wine
Acquaintances:
Esmeralda
Family:
Blizzard (cousin)

Reactions

Angry:
When Frostbite is angry, she tends to write a shot story about whoever she is angry at, and will put them through hardship. However, by the end of the story she's usually forgiven them, so she ends it with a happy ending.
Conflicted:
When Frostbite is conflicted, she tends to make an old-school pros and cons list. For example a pro of eating 100 pounds of pasta is it tastes good. Some cons are that it's not healthy and will make her gain a lot of weight.
Depressed:
When Frostbite feels depressed, she'll go outside to a park by her house and swing until she feels better. She feels like the motion gets her mind off of things.
Excited:
When Frostbite is excited, her voice will get high and squeaky, almost like a chipmunk. In extreme cases, she can't help but jump around and squeal.
Frightened:
When Frostbite is frightened, she'll have a nap and pile all the blankets upon herself. Being covered in fluff gives her a sense of security.
Guilty:
When Frostbite is guilty, she will do whatever it takes to make it up to whoever she has wronged, whether it be baking them cookies, giving them something of hers, or a simple apology.
Happy:
When Frostbite is happy, she'll lie down outside and daydream or look at the clouds. Other times she'll draw or write in her diary.
Humiliated:
When Frostbite is humiliated, she hides in a corner and cowers, or gets out of the situation fast as she can.
Nervous:
When Frostbite is nervous, she bites he bottom lip and barely speaks. She also tends to jiggle her left leg.
Sad:
When Frostbite is sad, she'll turn on the radio and sing along to whatever songs she knows, and then go up to her room and cry.

A summary of Frostbite
Frostbite believes that there's always something you can do to change your circumstance. She does not like to dwell on the past, although she doesn't mind her good memories. She is hopeful and optimistic, always looking for the best in others. She loves to read and travel. A couple words to describe her would be Optimistic and Encouraging, but still realistic and honest. She lives in her hometown of Branson, Missouri; but she'd love to move to India, Asia or somewhere in that area someday. Frostbite loves to travel, but can never stay far from home for a long time, as she starts to miss the comfort of her home. Even if she moved to India, chances are she'd get homesick after a couple weeks. Frostbite's dream job would be a successful author, traveling all over the planet for book-signings or movie premiers (once her books are made into movies). She writes fan fictions most of the time. Frostbite is outgoing and a socialite, making friends often. Frostbite has trouble climbing hills or mountains, as she gets dizzy very easily, and just standing up can make her head spin. She is often disoriented and confused, but she has learnt to recover quickly. Contrary to her appearance and name, Frostbite loves the summer and warm weather.

Dress up Frostbite!

[Doodles]

Reserve with the name Felatay<3

[Wulfjaw]

Res

notes
name will end up meaning snow
will be very shy and anti social
he will be only 18
currently lives in mothers basement

[Caseal<3]

Wippers<3

[AustrianAce]

D é j à V u; we meet again.

Username:

So, my Username you ask? My username is Austriagirl, and I have my reasons for the name. It represents who I am at heart.
And Déjà vu will represent who this JBD was, is, and who she will might become.

Name, and why:

My name is Déjà vu, and it represents who I am. My parents named me Déjà vu because I am a clone. Yes, you heard correctly; a clone. A clone of my dear "sister" who is long gone. And my parents couldn't bear having their dear child taken away from them. So they took her DNA and created- well, me. I am who I am, and this is who I was meant to be, even if i'm not happy about the fact they never told me until I was 16.

Gender:

What my gender is? Last I checked, I was female. And I always will be female.

Sexuality:

My sexuality is a bit confusing for me, as I have had a rather complicated life. So, I must say that I am bisexual, I guess, though I do not tell that to just anyone.
And I have never had a relationship with anyone yet. Some might say I am a picky person, and I suppose that that is correct.

Age:

I am 24 years young, and do not plan on changing that number for a while, even if I do "grow up."

Art:

Art by ~Red Panda~
I will not have much time for art, and I am so sorry about that, but even during the summer I am a busy person!

Personality:

I'll make this short, sweet, and simple for you. I am rather snippity and rude before you get to know me, but once I know and trust you, I can be quite protective, loyal, and- yes, you don't have to believe it- I tell rather hilarious jokes!

The upsides of being a clone:

As you may have guessed, there are some good things to being a clone because the scientists could genetically engineer me to be "perfect," and just different enough from my former self to actually be myself.
I have photographic memory, which obviously helped me a lot in school. No pitiful studying for me!
I am smart, although this probably comes from having a photographic memory.
I have beautiful blue eyes, or so they say, my "sister" had boring brownish gray eyes...

The downsides of being a clone:

There were some-- complications when they edited my DNA.
I became colorblind, and have never actually seen this "blue" people speak of when they see my eyes. I see barely a difference between my "sister's" eyes and mine.
I am looked at strangely by people who knew my "sister," but that has by and by passed, as I grow into an adult and try to conceal the resemblance.
I do not being recognized for who I really am inside. Just because my former self was kind and caring doesn't mean I have to follow in her footsteps! I am who I am, but sometimes people don't recognize me for just being me.

Even though I don't have as much written down about her as some might, I truly believe that this is a great JBD for me. I have many chores to do in real life, and we are gone a lot, so I don't have that much time to finish my form. But I hope you realize with what love I created Deja Vu, and she will reside in my heart, even if I do not win. I say good luck to all, and "may the odds be ever in your favor."Good luck especially to you, the judge, because I know I would have the hardest time in the world trying to find the perfect owner XD

[Sunnyside]

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»Mongolia
Mountains, peaks
Blowing, snowing, loving
High, windy - flat, cold
Saving, nuturing, caring
Tundra, ice
Nunavut
~Sunnyside (Me), Home

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»Because of you
"I never stray too far from the sidewalk
Because of you
I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt
Because of you
I try my hardest just to forget everything
Because of you
I don't know how to let anyone else in
Because of you
I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty
Because of you
I am afraid"
~Kelly Clarkson,Because of You

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» “I remember his eyes.
They are just like mine.
Every time I look in the mirror I see him.
I try not to look at my self too much.”
~Ida Løkås, Det fine som flyter forbi

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» “When you're surrounded by all these
people, it can be lonelier than when you're by
yourself. You can be in a huge crowd, but
if you don't feel like you can trust anyone
or talk to anybody, you feel like you're
really alone.”
~Fiona Apple

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» “I can't eat and I can't sleep.
I'm not doing well in terms
of being a functional human,
you know?”
~Ned Vizzini, It's Kind of a Funny Story

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» "Good humor is a tonic
for mind and body. It is the best
antidote for anxiety and
depression. It is a business asset.
It attracts and keeps friends. It
lightens human burdens. It is
the direct route to serenity and
contentment."
~Grenville Kleiser

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~Painted Pawz (Deer Stone fragment
Keepsake)

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credit goes to whoever took the photo for
the background, it's not -Bel-'s)

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ɴαмe:
Akitla
ɴαмe мeαɴιɴɢ:
It means "snow falling on water" in Inuit
reαѕoɴ ғor ɴαмe:
She was adopted by her owner who lived in Nunavut, where Inuit if predominantly spoken. Her fur reminded her owner of "snow" leopard, and her eyes of water, so "snow falling on water" seemed appropriate
ɴιcĸɴαмe:
Aki
ɢeɴder:
Female
вιrтнdαy:
January 7th
αɢe:
21
вιrтн locαтιoɴ:
On the Huiten peak of the Tavan Bogd mountain in Mongol-Altai range. It is located in the Bayan-Ölgii Province of Mongolia, which is the westernmost of Mongolia's 21 provinces
cυrreɴт locαтιoɴ:
In the town of Arviat, in Nunavut, Canada
ѕeхυαl orιeɴтαтιoɴ:
Pansexual
нeιɢнт:
about 4 feet at the shoulder
weιɢнт:
about 650lbs
вody тype:
Mesomorph/Muscular
вody ғrαмe:
Medium
вody ғαт:
A little more than considered 'healthy', but living where she does, the extra fat helps keep her warm
мυѕcle тoɴe:
Good
ѕĸιɴ тoɴe:
Under all that light fur, her skin is fairly dark, kinda like a polar bear; the dark skin helps keep her warm
ѕĸιɴ αɴoмαlιeѕ:
If you were to shave off all her fur, she has a birth mark on her neck in roughly the shape of a Columbine flower
ғυr:
slightly longer than normal; barely noticeable. She also has a thick white undercoat to keep heat against her body.
нeαтн ιѕѕυeѕ:
Akitla unfortunately suffers from migraines occasionally, where she'll have to curl up somewhere quiet and very dark, and just not move for a while. Now that she's living with humans, she's given medication when a migraine occurs
ѕтαɴce:
Akitla's stance is quite tense; she always looks like she's ready to bolt (or attack, in some cases)
wαlĸ:
She walks very quietly, nearly silent, after years of sneaking around in the mountains. Her movements are fluid and fairly graceful
coммoɴ ɢeѕтυreѕ:
When annoyed or on edge, she often flicks her tail back and forth; she doesn't seem to notice when she does it though. Her ears are also constantly twitching, trying to move to catch sounds from all around her, and she checks over her shoulder a lot, to get even the first sign of danger.
ғαмιly:
A mother, a father, she's an only child
тнeмe ѕoɴɢ:
Akitla's theme song is Hello, Alone, by Anberlin. It decrbes her and her situation surprising well.
ѕpecιαl тαleɴтѕ:
Moving about in the snow; Akitla moves through snow like it's nothing, and depending how firm it is, she can usually balance out her weight so she can walk on top on the snow without sinking into it.
Aki is also a fairly talented artist, through many mediums. Her favourite has to be photography though.
repυтαтιoɴ:
Akitla is known as the solitary one, the loner, the one who no one really talks to. Though, this is mostly her choice, she prefers to be alone.
ĸeepѕαĸeѕ:
Akitla has one thing left from her time in the mountains, which she keeps in her pouch at all times; a small broken of piece of the face of a Mongolian deer stone. It belonged to her mother, and she used to marvel at the detailed, graceful design as a young bean.
ғαvoυrιтe ғood:
Since coming to live with humans, Akitla has developed a strong liking for apple pie
ғαvoυrιтe color:
yellow; the colour of the parka her rescuer was wearing when he found her.
ғαvoυrιтe pαѕѕтιмe:
Akitla loves to go wandering on the Tundra with her camera, taking pictures of the local scenery and wildlife
ғαvoυrιтe lιтerαry ɢeɴreѕ:
Aki loves Folklore, Legends, and Mythological stories, but also enjoys realistic fiction
ғαvoυrιтe αɴιмαl:
In everyday life, she loves to watch the snowshoe hares near her home, though she finds snow leopards quite interesting, as they share a similar coat pattern
ғαvoυrιтe мυѕιcαl ɢeɴre:
Inuit Music
ғαvoυrιтe plαɴт:
Columbine
ғαvoυrιтe ѕαyιɴɢ:
"Silence is a true friend who never betrays" Confucius
αɴɴoyαɴceѕ:
She often gets annoyed by her slightly longer fur in the short summer months when the temperature creeps into the double-digits again; if it gets much warmer than 15 degrees Celsius, she gets uncomfortably hot.
perѕoɴαlιтy:
Quiet; Aki doesn't really enjoy talking to others all that much; she much prefers to stay silent, and listen to others speak, or to just be in complete silence
Reclusive/Solitary; On top of not liking to talk, Akitla prefers to be by herself anyways, though, that's partly her decision
Vicious when threatened or in pain; she doesn't like feeling threatened (and in her mind, when she's hurt, everyone's a threat), so when she feels threatened she can get pretty nasty
Outdoorsy; She always prefers to be outside doing something, rather than cooped up inside all the time
Attentive/Cautious; She pays close attention to everything and everyone, always on the look-out for danger
Slow to warm up to others; having grown up in the wilderness, Aki isn't accustomed meeting many others- she's never sure how to handle it, so it'll take a while for her to actually let you get to know her.
ѕтyle oғ тнιɴĸιɴɢ:
Realist: "Realists take an empirical view. Their world consists of what can be felt, smelled, touched, seen, heard, and personally observed or experienced. They are interested in concrete results And, at times, may appear to be too results-oriented."
мeɴтαl нeαlтн coмplαιɴтѕ:
Akitla has a mild anxiety disorder, as well as an abandonment issue. She also has bouts of depression, starting from her mid to late teens
ғeαrѕ:
Aki isn't scared of a lot, though she is terrified of small spaces (claustrophobic), and of being abandoned. They probably stem from that incident when she was a young bean after the avalanche, and was trapped in her family's den all by herself.
ѕтreɴɢтнѕ:
Akitla is a good individual worker; she gets a lot more done when she's on her own
weαĸɴeѕѕeѕ αɴd ѕнorтcoмιɴɢѕ:
Akitla is a terrible group member. She doesn't like working with others, preferring to rely on herself, and use her own ideas rather than someone else's.
нopeѕ, dreαмѕ, αɴd ѕecreтѕ:
Akitla doesn't have many secrets, hopes, or dreams, but there is one thing she really wants; one day, she wants to go back to her mountain home in Monglia to try and find her mother.
eмoтιoɴαl αттαcĸ
In order to hurt Akitla (which, I hope, no one ever wants to ever again), you must convince her that you're a true friend, that you'll always be there for her, that you love her, and will never leave her, and then desert her. It will completely crush her
ѕeɴѕe oғ нυмor:
Akitla's sense of humor is very sarcastic and dry.
ѕoғт ѕpoт:
Akitla has a soft spot for two things; 1) young animals (especially if they're orphans) and 2) those few people she considers friends
oppтιмιѕт or peѕѕιмιѕт?:
Pessimist
ιɴтroverт or eхтroverт?:
Introvert
dαredevιl or cαυтιoυѕ?:
Cautious
loɢιcαl or eмoтιoɴαl?:
Logical
dιѕorderly αɴd мeѕѕy or мeтнodιcαl αɴd ɴeαт?:
Methodical and neat
preғerѕ worĸιɴɢ or relαхιɴɢ?:
Relaxing
ιғ ѕнe were тo мαĸe α ғrιeɴd, wнαт ιѕ oɴe тнιɴɢ тнαт ғrιeɴd мυѕт вe?:
Loyal; any friend of Akitla's must be willing to stay with her through thick and thin, never abandoning her.
нιѕтory:
Akitla was born in the mountains of Mongolia to a loving mother and father. Even from a young age she was quite and solitary; probably a side-effect of being an only child in the lonely mountains. She lived a fairly normal life despite this, following her parents around, helping out whenever she could, though she always enjoyed wandering around the area around their den by herself. That's how she lived for a large portion of her life. But that all changed when the humans showed up.

A large group of scientists had set up camp less than half a kilometer away from the Jam's den to study some snow leopards that were supposedly spotted in the area. Akitla and her parents had to stay hidden away, her parents usually only coming out at night for food to avoid being spotted by the strange beings on their mountain. Akitla often pleaded with her parents to let her go out with them, but they always made her stay in the den, where she would be safe. It was during one of these lonely nights that it happened. She had been lying asleep in the den when she'd been awoken by a strange rumbling sound from up the mountain. The rumbling got louder and louder, seeming to get closer. Aki shrank back into the safety of the den, when suddenly a wall os now covered the entrance to the den. She stared in horror at the white mass. She was trapped. And she was all alone.

Days passed, or was it merely hours? Akitla had no clue. All she knew was that the once friendly and nurturing den she shared with her family had now become a prison, the wall of white trapping her there. She never realized how much she hated small spaces before. Hunger gnawed at her stomach. Where was her family? Were they trapped out there somewhere too? At least they had each other. Akitla was alone. But they were coming to find her; she knew they were. They had to be.

Another while passed, and Akitla was faint with hunger. Her ribs were beginning to show through her once glossy coat. She'd licked up some of the hard-packed snow to quench her thirst, but a dragon couldn't survive on snow alone. Her head was pounding with a fantastic migraine, and she was scared to move around, she was so faint; she stayed curled up in a corner of the den.

Not long after this, she awoke groggily to a digging sound. Could that be her family come to find her? They sure took their sweet time getting here. Suddenly, a strange object poked through the snow. She jumped up, and tried to scramble backwards, but was too weak and collapsed against the wall. The strange object began removing large bits of snow from the entrance of the den until enough snow had been cleared that it left a hole to the outside. Akitla smiled. She would be free! But what was that that had cleared the snow? Then, one of the creatures her father had called 'humans' crawled through the opening, covered in a strange type of shiny, yellow fur. Her last attempt to scramble backwards had zapped the last of her energy, so she just laid there on the ground, breathing heavily, eyes wide in panic. The creature approached her, an Aki was frozen in terror; even if she had the energy to move, now she wouldn't be able to anyways. The human spoke in a soft, soothing, and quite clearly female voice, as she moved closer to Aki. The human gently stroked her side, and Aki flinched ever so slightly. It spoke a few more words in the same soothing tone as she picked up the fragile young bean. The human called out something to the other side of the snow wall; there must have been more of them out there. She crawled back towards the hole in the snow, hobbling through it, cradling Akitla gently in her arms. For the first time in who knows how long, Akitla saw the sun.

The humans brought Akitla back to their camp, and set her in her rescuer's tent. There the human who rescued her, whom she would come to know by the name, "Anna", slowly nursed her back to health. Within a few days, she was strong enough again to walk around. She was soon following Anna around camp. She was fairly happily with the humans, though she did miss her parents. She wondered how they were. And then she saw; lying on a table was something lumpy, covered in a white sheet. She peered a little closer, and noticed a light gray, thick, tapering tail with a larch bunch of fluff on the end. She gasped, running and stumbling over to the table. She pulled back the sheet, and staring up at her was her father, his blue eyes, identical to her own, empty and glassy. She nudged him gently, his body was like ice. "Wake up," she said, shaking him gently, then more frantically as she began to panic. She started sobbing. "Wake up!" she cried, burying her face in the cold fur of his neck as Anna looked on in pity.The other scientists just stared scornfully. After giving Akitla a few minutes to grieve, Ann gently pulled her away, but Akitla didn't want to leave. She resisted, sobbing and trying to claw her way back to her father's lifeless body.

AKi slipped into a funk for a few weeks after that. She would barely eat or drink, and had barely slept a wink since seeing her father's body on the table. The other scientists were quite fed up with her, saying she was, "always in the way", and that they were "wasting resources" on her. They complained that Anna was spending more time caring for her than she was on her research, the reason she was there to begin with. They wanted to get rid of her.

A few more weeks passed, and the scientists were nastier to Akitla that ever. They kicked and hit her whenever Anna wasn't around, often leaving her with bruises. She stayed silent, not telling her rescuer about it. One day, the beating got so bad that Akitla just snapped; the scientist went to slap her across the face for the sixth time, but before he could, she chomped down on his hand, her incisors breaking his skin, drawing blood and tearing through tendons and muscle. The scientist freaked, ripping his hand from her jaws. His screams alerted the other scientists who came running, including Anna, Akitla's one and only friend among the humans. They examined his hand, the blood dripping off of it staining the snow under it pink, and them red as more blood fell. Anna rushed to Aki, and held her face in her hands, looking into her eyes. "What have you done?"

A rescue helicopter arrived a little while later, and the injured scientist was brought on board, giving Akitla one more hate-filled stare before it took off to take him to the nearest hospital. All the other scientists gave Akitla nastier looks than ever, though now they gave her a fairly wide berth as to avoid her vicious teeth. Anna had been ushered off to the head scientists tent, where muffled yelling could be heard; he was furious. Anna came out a few minutes later, tears streaming down her face. She rushed over to Akitla, hugging her tightly. Akitla froze; Anna had never been bold enough to hug her before. In fact, physical contact between the two had been very limited due to Aki's solitary nature. Something had to be wrong. "They're making me send you away" Anna sobbed. "They say if I don't, they'll fire me, and take you away anyways. I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry....." As Anna held her, two scientists came up behind her, one armed with a syringe full of a clear liquid. The scientist inserted the needle into Akitla's shoulder, and pushed down on the pump. Black spots swam across Akitla's field of vision. The last thing she heard as she slumped forward into unconsciousness was Anna saying, "I'm so sorry Akitla... I'm so sorry..."

When Akitla came to a few hours later, she found herself locked inside a metal cage in a dark, enclosed structure. Immediately she started to panic, pressing herself as far back into the cage as possible. Man, it was tiny. The cage shook and shifted, as if the whole structure she was in was moving. "Oh good, you're awake" came a voice from the darkness. Aki jumped, hitting her head on the roof of her cage. "W-who's there?" She called out to the darkness. "My name doesn't matter. But it's good you're awake. I was starting to get oh so worried." The stranger's tone seemed to suggest she wasn't all that worried at all about Akitla's wellbeing. "Where are we?" Akitla asked. "In a plane" the stranger replied. As if sensing Akitla's confusion, the stranger clarified; "A plane is one of those big, strange, shiny birds that are in the sky sometimes. The ones that leave the white trails behind them. Humans ride in them, along with there stuff sometimes. They're a lot faster than walking." Akitla's eyes widened, 'We're in the sky!?"

Many hours later, the plane landed, and the side opened up. The light nearly blinded Akitla, but the stranger remained hidden in the shadows. Several strange humans came on board, and Akitla shrunk back in her cage. They came and unloaded several boxes, until they finally came to her cage. The were wearing think leather protective gloves as they carried her off the plane. The loaded her onto a truck with a bunch of other animals in cages. The stuck a container of pellets that Akitla assumed was 'food' through the bars of the cages, and closed the back of the truck again. The ride was a fairly short one compared to the plane ride, and soon the back was opened again, and all the cages were brought out into a large park-like area with pens set up everywhere. "I really hope these guys get adopted; I'm tired of having to send them to shelters; those things are crowded enough as it is" she heard one of the humans saying. What in the world did 'adoption' mean? They let her loose in a pen with tall fences so she couldn't jump out and escape, and a piece of paper attached to the front of it.

The next morning, humans flocked to the park like area, and crowded around the pens. Akitla shrunk back into the farthest corner, trying to sta as far away from the humans crowded by her pen. Amongst all the people, one woman stood out to Akitla. She was one of the first people to come to come look at her, and read the information on the paper attached to the pen. She smiled sadly in at the adolescent bean, and spent the rest of the day crouching beside the pen, trying to coax her out of her corner. Akitla didn't budge.

By the end of the day, around 7 o'clock, a man came by the pen, one of the ones that had brought Akitla into the park. The two humans talked for a while, Akitla catching a few words here and there. "Vicious", and "Bites"from the man, and then "Abused" and "Provoked" from the woman. They talked for a while longer, and then finally, the man opened Akitla's pen, and the woman slipped inside, sitting in the opposite corner from Akitla. The two humans exchanged a few more words, and the man turned and left.

For a while, the woman continued to call in a soothing voice, trying to get Akitla to come to her. Akitla stayed pressed in her corner. Around 8:30, the woman pulled her backpack into her lap, pulled out an apple, and took a bite. Akitla's ears pricked at the distincrive sound of the crunch of the apple. Her mouth started to water. She really did love the bits of apple that Anna used to slip her from time to time, and she was really hungry. The woman saw her interest, and bit off a chunk of apple, tossing it to Akitla. She sniffed it cautiously for a moment before gobbling it up. The repeated this many times, each bit of apple la ding closer and closer to the woman. Finally, Akitla was close enough that the woman simply held out her hand, a chunk of apple on her palm. Aki hesitated for a moment before reaching over slowly, plucking the apple from her palm. Sherepeated this a few times until Akitla no longer hesitated to take the apple from her, then she tried to pet Akitla, and she flinched away. The woman offered her more apple, and tried again and again, until finally, Akitla let her pet her.

The next morning, the man came back, and saw the woman asleep on the ground, Akitla curled up beside her. His eyes widened in surprise, and he smiled. The woman was the first person Akitla had willing let get that close to her. Maybe this one wouldn't have to be sent to the shelter after all. The woman blinked her eyes open, and peered over at the man. She sat up right away, straightening her clothes, and fixing her hair before moving over to the fence.

Akitla woke up, and saw the woman talking to man. The woman didn't seem too bad. Quite nice , actually. She could learn to really like that one. The man seemed really happy as he opened the fence and handed her a clipboard with paper on it, and a pen. The woman began scribbling on the papers with the pen, and handed them back to the man. She grinned as she turned to go back to Akitla's side. "Guess what, beautiful? You're gonna come live with me!"

A little while later, the man came back with a box of supplies for Akitla, which he helped the woman load into her car. It took a while, but after a lot of coaxing and bribing with apples, they finally managed to get Akitla into the back seat of the woman's car. The drive was a fairly long one, most of it on old, hardly used roads, until they reached the town of Arivat, Nunavut, in Canada. They pulled up to a nice looking home, and the woman turned to Akitla, "Welcome home, Akitla. Welcome home."
υpdαтeѕ:
Since coming to live with the woman/me, Akitla's trust issues aren't as strong; when she still first meets someone, she doesn't trust them at all, and is quite cold, but she's beginning to learn to warm up to people faster. Though, she's still absolutely terrified of anyone abandoning her. If you disappear for more than 3 hours, even with notice, she starts to get frantic, thinking you've left her forever. In cases like this, it's usually good to leave Mr. Mistoffelees with her, so he can reassure her that she will come back.

A few months after arriving with me however, Akitla became very down and sad all the time. Worried, I took her to the vet, and he diagnosed her with clinical depression. She's now on medication, and is pretty much right as rain. Though, one time she did accidently take too much of her medication (forgot she had already taken some that morning. It was pretty early, and she was half asleep, can't really blame her.) which resulted in some fairly strange hallucinations, like a little green alien, and a frog-like creature on a flying carpet.
ғιrѕт eɴcoυɴтer wιтн мr. мιѕтoғғeleeѕ:
When Akitla first came home, Mr. Mistoffelees was waiting in the window for us. He was fully grown, but was still on the rather small side for a JBD. Akitla noticed right away, and froze in her tracks. This would be the first living JBD that she'd had contact with, to her knowledge, since the avalanche. Could he be trusted? Or would he abandon her like everyone else she'd known? With that in mind, what of the woman? Will she stay with me, or will she leave too? The thought of the woman leaving her scared her, so she moved over behind her, looking up at the woman with big, wide eyes. The woman smiled reassuringly, petted her head, and led the way to the door.

The woman opened the door, and sitting a few feet away, was the JBD she'd seen in the window, his tail neatly settled across his paws. "Hello." his voice was calm and cool. "Who're you?" Akitla eyes him warily. He didn't seem like much of a threat, but he wasn't all that friendly either. "I'm Akitla. And you are?" The dark JBD turned his head to the side slightly, looking at her without any interest sparking in his eyes. "Mr. Mistoffelees. So you're going to be staying with us then? Hm. Guess I'll see you around. Find me, if you can", he gave the tiniest of smiles, then turned, went around the corner, and disappeared. "Don't mind him. He's not to fond of people either." The woman smiled, petting Akitla's head.
αĸιтlα αɴd ι:
There are several reasons why I want this bean. The first being, her design is absolutely stunning. Like, brilliant. She is definitely the prettiest bean I have ever laid eyes on. Before entering, I stared blankly at the screen for a good 15 minutes, just gawking at her beauty. I knew I had to try. Another reason I had to try was because she was based on a snow leopard; I've been absolutely in love with snow leopards from a very young age. (I did a project on them in grade 3 (I'm in grade 11 now) and I've had many snow leopard plushies over the years (still have most of them. Not ashamed)) Even my fursonas (all three) are snow leopards or snow leopard hybrids. She's the absolute perfect match for me. Finally, the actual main reason I entered, was because, when I looked into her eyes, I saw her story bloom in front of me, the sad one with a happy ending, though leaving her damaged, and I knew I had to tell her story. I've never been much of a writer, I'm truly a mathematics student at heart, but with this girl, the words flowed so easily, I barely had to think about where the story would go next. I can truly say that I'm obsessed. This is the most work I've ever put into a bean, ever. Even more than the form that won me my runner-up, Mr. Mistoffelees, which I put quite a bit of work into as well. I think about her day and night, and she comes to me in my dreams. I doodle her in English class, and wrote her story mainly on my phone in Math, when I really should have been paying attention. And now, as I'm writing this, I'm supposed to be studying for my Religion exam, but instead, I'm working on this. It's what I've been doing instead of studying for all my exams, actually. Probably not a good plan, but hey, what can I say? I'm in love.
тнαɴĸ yoυ:
I'd like to take the time to thank each and every person who helped me with my form to try and win my absolute dream bean:
To -Bel-: Thank you so much, my dear art slave, and best friend <3 Without you, I would have barely any art of my beloved Akitla, and, while that may not have cost me the competition to not have art, but having your amazing skills at my disposal is just perfect. I love you so much twinsie. If I win, it's not just my win, it's both of ours.
To Sero and яσттωєιlєя: Thank my dear friends, for the absolutely amazing commissioned art. I love it to bits, and is worth every pixel of the pets I gave you guys for it <3 I hope we'll be able to work together again at some point so I can get more of your stunning pieces.
To Painted Pawz: We're competing against each other for this beautiful bean, yet you still were kind enough to not only make Akitla's keepsake there, but to also do the majority of designing it (if me helping to pick colours counts at all for 'helping to design' it.) Thank you so so much my new found friend <3
To everyone else who read and critiqued my form for me: Thank you, each and every one of you for taking the time to read through my form, and to help me improve it so I can win my dream bean. Thank you, thank you, thank you! You're all absolutely amazing <3
To Berkshire: The amazing artist who designed this lovely bean who gave me so many feelings and so much writing muse that I've never had before.
To Lady Masquerade: Thank you so much for taking the time to judge this bean while Shire is away. It means so much to me, as well as everyone else who entered for this darling as well. So thank you <3
тo everyoɴe wнo eɴтered:
Good luck everyone! I've looked through each and every form on this thread, and I'm quite nervous now. There are some really amazing forms for this darling, and that means a fierce competition. I know that whoever wins her/him will take great care of her/him, as I can tell through the detail, and thought put into everyone's forms. Lady Masq, I don't envy your position at all; you have a long hard judging period ahead of you! So, again, best of luck to you all! <3

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