[Monstercat]

Bloody hell! I could believe how beautiful this one was! I had to tryout! Wow! Well done Vee!

Name: Silver Bell
Gender: Female
Personality: Wip
Story: Wip (I'm on an iPad so I'll do it later :3)

[Zeee]

if nothing goes right,
go left.



and i'll forget the world that i knew,
but i swear i won't forget you...
oh if my voice could reach back through the past
and whisper in your ear,
'oh darling i wish you were here...'
- vanilla twilight, owl city

name :
cestovatel

nickname(s) :
tova, cesto

gender :
male

there are two ways of spreading light-
to be the candle, or the mirror that reflects it.
- edith wharton

personality :
cestovatel has always been one to travel... and he loves it dearly. his name, 'cestovatel,' is actually 'traveller' in czech! which explains his love of it. what he almost loves as much as travelling, is taking pictures. that is his life goal- to take one million photos. he puts them in a scrapbook, and currently has around 467 photos, despite his lack of apposable thumbs. he still has a long way to go- but is young, and it can happen.
other than that, he is extremely adventurous- obviously- and is usually curious about things he shouldn't be. he is rather playful, but gets tired a little too easily. most of the time, his curiousness leads to trouble- and trouble leads to chaos. he has caused much of it in his past, but has matured- thankfully- however, that playful, destructive child is still in him. despite all of this, he is very sweet and is a sucker for romance and candies. his favourite food is probably blueberries, and his favourite candy is either butterscotch or blue-raspberry sort of flavoured suckers. cesto is extremely daring, and usually doesn't think before he acts. sometimes he does, but that's on rare occasions. he is highly confident in himself, barely insecure, but not enough to be labelled 'obsessed with himself'. he just loves himself in the right way, with the right amount. his major likes include travelling, photography, and rain. anything to do with it- hail, thunder, lightning, anything. he even enjoys a good tornado once and a while, which keeps his adrenaline up. he loves the smell of rain, and loves to travel when it's raining.

signature item :
cesto is usually found wearing a satchel, in which he keeps all his good luck items, keepsakes, souvenirs, and anything else.

theme song :
vanilla twilight- owl city

story :
the millionth photo, and a undescribable journey
“Cestovatel!”
A friend called from beneath in a small cavern they had slept in. “Don’t rush me!” Cesto replied, frustrated with his satchel. He stepped below in where she was, eager to leave wherever they were leaving, that was. The satchel was wrapped around his head, rather than his neck. “Care to help?” He laughed quietly. As his friend chuckled and helped him out of it, everything was dumped out by accident. As he rushed to pick everything up, without his friend seeing, thankfully- she didn’t. A drop of rain on Cesto’s nose, however, stopped him. She looked over, having felt it too. “Hurry up, Tova! It’s starting to rain.” She quickly galloped over to him and picked up a small, diamond-encrusted tiara. “What’s this?” She asked, concerned, the real diamonds glittering. He frantically took it from her and laughed, “Nothing… it’s just a… souvenir. From my last trip.” She shook off the feeling of danger, shrugged, and closed his satchel. His friend slipped it over his head, and it lay nicely on his neck. “Okay. Let’s go.” She said, trotting along a pathway. “Okay.” He replied, following beside her as rain trickled his coat. Thankfully, both friends were fond of rain. “Do you know what I just realized?” She stopped him, and she pawed at his satchel. “If you take a picture of wherever you’re going, it’ll be your millionth picture.” She started flipping through the numbered pages. She ended with one page blank, the one on the opposite side reading, “9000th.” He nodded. “So it will be! This just made me even more excited. And I guess you’re allowed to know.. We’re going to Canook Mountain! It’s said to be the most beautiful place in the world.” He ripped out a picture of a flower from the scrapbook. “I’m gonna take 2 pictures there, but it has to equal a million pictures. No more. Plus, I have thousands- literally- of flower pictures.” He ripped it and, not wanting to litter, put the remains of the picture in his satchel. “One picture of the mountain…” He continued. She gaped and rolled her eyes. “We’re not going to climb it are we? The travel there is already like, an hour, Cesto.” He turned to his friend and smiled brightly. “Oh, but we are going to climb it. Get the best view of the horizon.” She rolled her eyes again and they continued walking. “Fine. But if I say so, you have to carry me up the mountain.” She chuckled.
Halfway there, only around 27 minutes left to go, Cesto’s friend carried on. “I’m so tired. Can we take a break?” Cesto shook his head. “We can take a break before we head up the mountain. Besides, I’ve changed my mind. It’s only around noon right now, correct?” She nodded, gesturing for him to continue. “Well. A picture of the mountain at day, at the top at day, at night, and at the top at night would be even more amazing. I took out 3 more pictures for it.” She sighed. “We’ll have to climb it twice?” She asked, breathing a bit heavily under the rain patting down her fur. He nodded. “Yep. But we can fit a nap in if we get there quickly.” She nodded, and continued walking- or more like running. He ran after her, laughing. He slowed down a bit. “What are you waiting for, slowpoke! Christmas!” She yelled back at him, suddenly eager to get there. He continued laughing, however ‘picked up the pace’ for his friend.
They were there. “There it is, Cesto.” She exclaimed. “It’s already beautiful, and I can only see the top.” As they walked up the steep hill, they were oh so surprised. It was amazing, like nothing they had ever seen before. “It’s… magnificent!” Cesto exclaimed and fangirled with her. “It’s… like nothing I’ve ever seen. It’s amazing!” Cesto stopped and backed up a hill a bit, pulling out his camera and taking a picture of the signature mountain that captured it perfectly. The picture sprawled out of the camera, and he placed it carefully in his scrapbook.
It was night time now. He had taken a picture of all he needed- top at day, top at night. All at day, all at night. They stood at the top of the mountain together. He glared over the sky, stars shining bright. “It’s beautiful.” She quietly said. He nodded and snapped a few more pictures, only for keepsake. Not for his scrapbook. He looked down at the ground and found a stunning rock, studded with crystals. It was a legendary rock. He put it in his satchel and returned his gaze to the horizon. “It’s beautiful…” She whispered. He smiled.
“Yeah. It is, isn’t it.”

Nothing could be better.



[exactly 799 words :3]

a journey of a thousand miles,
begins with a single step.
- lao-tzu

[mordacious]

Wow... I wanted one of Candycorn's babies, but this... This is amazing. I'm willing to use my last JBD slot on him.

Name:
Gender:
Personality:
Story: (under 800 words please; after 800 words I will stop reading)

[Wileyfangs]

иαмє:
Revanna, Renny-girl, Rego

ﻮєภ๔єг:
female

ρεɾṡøṉαlïτÿ:
Revanna is a rather meek young jelly bean dragon. She's very shy, and timid towards strangers, and has a rather strange knack for being attuned to how others feel. She listens well to other people's problems and tries to give them the best advice she can. She loves to listen to adventure stories, though, and is often seen with her snout in a book. Having more than a few favorites she can't help but wish to one day go off on an adventure of her own, but the idea itself is so hard to grasp for a shy, meek little creature such as herself. Besides her dream of exploring uncharted lands, and sailing all the seven seas like in the stories she's read, she also loves to paint and has a rather bold artistic side hidden underneath her layers of shyness. One day she hopes to find the inspiration she needs to not only have an adventure, but to paint the biggest master piece in the century about it.

stσrч:
"Oh my..."

The words were whispered in astonishment as she gazed at the map in her new book. She'd just gotten it from the library yesterday and was hoping to find a quiet solace to read it in. Trudging through the snow she decided to head to the Bell Tower. The Bell Tower was her favorite hide out so she'd gone there and had even gotten into her big cushion-y chair with a mug of hot chocolate on the lamp desk beside her when upon opening the book, the old piece or parchment had fallen out of and floated down onto the floor.

"How curious...Is it a map?"

Daintily she picked it up off of the floor and gazed at her new found parchment. Azure colored eyes widened as she read the old piece of paper.

"This is a map! And to a treasure. Just like back in the days of pirates!"She exclaimed surprised.

Excitement prickled down Revanna's spine and she gave an excited giggle at her new found discovery. But first she had to find out what exactly those runes at the bottom meant. It appeared to be in some Arabic text but one couldn't be so sure. Especially since she herself had no experience in this kind of thing. But the fact that she'd found something so grand was just so...enlightening. She just couldn't believe her luck. Hadn't she sat in this very Bell Tower the day before and gazed wistfully out at the sky wondering if she'd ever get to go on an adventure on her own? The fact that she'd been given the chance was just too much and she couldn't just let it pass her by!

Tail flickering excitedly, she decided to find someone who could understand this strange language and she knew just where to go. Jumping out of her chair, she grabbed her cloak off of the coat rack, slipped it on and with map in hand raced out the door speedily. 'Oh my! Oh my! This could be what I've been waiting for!' She thought before hurrying out into the cold, that was Europe and quickly raced towards the marketplace.

αςτ:
WIP

[brofist-party]

Name:
Gender:
Personality:
Story: (under 800 words please; after 800 words I will stop reading)

WIP

[Moskow]

She's the girl with the skills to do anything. She'll steal your heart, then steal all your possessions.

Username:
Khione

Name:
Carmon

Name Meaning:
Carmon is the Spanish version of caramel

Gender:
She is female thank you very much.

Personality:
Sassy:
Carmon has a extremely sassy attitude. She gets her way or no way. She back talks a lot to others, but will kill you if you back talk to her. She doesn't approve any rudeness going toward her, but she can do it as much as she wants to others.

Flirty
Carmon is a total flirt to cute male JBDs. She shows off and atcs stupid. Her famous flirt act is taking her tail and rubbing on the side of her face, it actually works, most of the time.

Stubborn
She won't do anything that she didn't think of first. She will sit down and give them the glare. She is only wiling to try new thing around her friends.

Story:

How did Carmin become so devious?
Carmon walked up to the jewelry store, she saw this really pretty JBD with dark pink stripes on a beautiful pink coat talking smoothly to a store clerk. She got closer to listen to the conversation. Soon she realized that the JBD was sweet talking the clerk into giving her a priceless necklace. At first she thought, " What a jerk". Then she realized that she could make a profit by doing that.

She decided to test it out on a different clerk. She walked up to a cute one and and lightly giggled. "May I help you, miss?" " Yes, don't you think that this necklace looks gorgeous on me?" Carmom persuaded. "Well, yes it does look very nice on you. You could have for $100!" The clerk said excitedly. " Ok, you convinced me, let's see. Oh no, I am two dollars short." Carmon said worried. " Do you think you could give a deal?" "Yaaa"The clerk said dreamily. "Is there a better deal you could give me?" Carmon pushed. "Yaaa, you can have it, free." Carmon walked out of the store smiling, it worked. That is how Carmon became devious.

[nio]

Loved watching you make this. x)
Won't be trying though. ^^

[-Cry.Your.Tears-]

Username: -Cry.Your.Tears-

Name: Pringle

Nickname: Prin

Gender: Male

Most common quote used: "You better watch out, I can be a sour little Pringle sometimes!"

Most common "burn" used: "You want some ice for that burn?" *snap snap snap*

Favorite drink: ICEE

Favorite food: Is candy a food? No... ? Okay.. the erasers off of pencils EWWW that's not a food either! AND THAT'S D-I-S-G-U-S-T-I-N-G! Okay... I have no idea .-.

Favorite color: Gray, he painted markings on himself with gray paint >.>

Favorite book: Harry Potter... He loves literature, ya mad bro? XD

Favorite activity: Writing, reading, either one.

Personality: Here is Pringle's personality. I hope you enjoy it ^^

Author:

Pringle is an author. He loves writing and reading, especially when he learns new things. His soft side filled with many personalities lives at his home. Sometimes when he is stressed or depressed, or just in an artsy mood, he will go down to his little nook in his room(AKA the closet) and writes about his life, and problems he wants to fix.

Flirty or shy:

Although he has a soft side, Pringle also has his bad side. Starting off with flirty. Every girl he can get his paws on, taken or not, he will trick into trusting him with their hearts. He will do this by complimenting them constantly, flicking his tail on the ground, kissing them at random times, etc. But he can't do that publicly, correct? He does it when I am not home and he has the computer to himself because Angel hogs it like a pig xDDDDDDDD Kidding Angel don't hate me!(She's watching me type *gulp*)

Friend or enemy:

Hard to tell. One day he's a friendly guy, next day he's a bad boy, picking up dates in the blink of an eye. And cheating on every one of them.

Irish:

Yup, Pringle is an Irish fella. ^^ His accent kicks in all the time!

Steal ALL the jewels:

Pringle is a thief. He steals anything and everything. Right now he is on a mission to steal every jewel he can find.

Story: Our story is right here, written by the most awesome Pringle in the container c;

Hello. I am Pringle, you can call me Prin. Let's get to the story.

Two young JBDs were just starting highschool, the thing they thought would be the hardest in their life at that point in time. Oh, how joyful everyone was.. outside of their world. Maybe somewhere on another PLANET. Just not on that one. Twas a Saturday evening when 1 of the two got ill, poor thing went to the hospital... To find she was pregnant with a young bean. The bean happened to be me. And the day came when ye would expect me birth. Aye, you would be correct lassy. I was born the day of St. Patrick's, therefore I am a lucky young lad. I was a small white bean, ye would've never expected a white bean if ye were me parents. I grew up a brainy one, with the love of writing and reading. Little did me parents or friends think I was going to be a thief, a liar, an enemy to everyone. And I starting faking me accent. I don't know why I did that... I guess it just happened to me lassy. Not something anyone would expect from me, but it happened... And this is what has become of me. I mean, ye can't expect the unexpected, it'll happen anyway, lassy.

Likes: Himself, being bad, writing, reading, painting, being a butt, flirting, stealing, cheating, getting good grades, girls

Dislikes: Other guys, smiling, being happy, mold, getting caught

[pouty]

Hey, sorry if this has been asked before but are we allowed to use other JBD in our story, within the owners permission ?

[Puffee]

Never mind, I'm dropping out. Good luck to everyone!

since I'm trying for another JBD at the moment, I thought I'd be fair and wait until the winner is announced before trying for another JBD, so anyways ~reserved~