[glassesprotag]

But Peachy made him lighter, so those codes aren't correct. .3.
Sorry, I have OCD for stuff like this. ^^;

20B327
1ECF7F
20FF80
60FF5F
E45583
6C395A

[Mythy]

This one's gorgeous. Totally going for him.

[philocalist]

.:Username:.
Hypono&Kattna
.:Name:.
Chlorophyll
Call me Chloro.
.:Gender:.
Male ♂
.:Birthday:.
February 13, 1987

{.C.L.O.R.O.P.H.Y.L.L.}

chlo·ro·phyll
noun \ˈklȯr-ə-ˌfil, -fəl\
Meaning: the green photosynthetic pigment found chiefly in the chloroplasts of plants and occurring especially as a blue-black ester C55H72MgN4O5 or a dark green ester C55H70MgN4O6 —called also chlorophyll a, chlorophyll b
.:Personality:.
|:|Narcissist|:|Aloof|:|Hipster|:|Competitive|:|Hopeless Romantic|:|
.Narcissist.
Chloro is a bit..Full of himself. To him, he's the most attractive there is, and that's that. He always keeps his emerald pelt shiny and soft, brushing it every 5 minutes. You will almost always find Chloro staring at himself in a mirror, complimenting himself on how gorgeous, wonderful, and amazing he is. Psh, it's a wonder to why he's still single. In his world, Chloro would get all the girls, leaving the boys to themselves. Who need them when you've got this guy? But there's only one girl he wants..And she left him years ago, never to be seen again.
.Aloof.
If you've got a problem or need help with something, the you've got the wrong guy. Chlorophyll could care less about you, and your silly little insecurities..He's got his own problems. Socially, he's a little detached, but he does have a few close friends who somehow manage to tolerate his annoying personality. On another note, Chlorophyll is awful at giving advice, unless he's personally experienced what happened and left a mark on him. He feels little intrest in hanging out with people in public, and prefers to stay inside, either reading, watching TV, or staring at himself in a mirror, wow, big suprise.
.Hipster.
Even though Chloro hates to admit it, he is indeed a hipster. He loves independent thinking, indie rock, and witty banters. Being a JBD, his fashion choices are limited, but he still maintains his 'style' by sweeping his head fluff to the side to simulate sideswept bangs, and wearing accessories, such as thick rimmed glasses and rubber bracelets.
.Competitive.
What Chloro wants, Choro must get. He could be considered aggressive in any type of competition, and do whatever it would take to win, even occasionally cheating. He'll beg, steal, and lie to reach his goal, and almost never loses. Chloro will try and try until he wins, and when it comes to female JBD's..He'll befriend them, slowly gathering information about their intrests and such, then when the time is right, attempts to woo them into a date. Using this method, he can beat out some males, but usually ends up getting slapped across the face.
.Hopeless Romantic.
Chloro belives in true love, and will know his girl when he sees her. So far, no one has clicked with him, but he'll find her someday..He daydreams about what she'd be like, and what they'd do together. He'd shower her in gifts, and maybe even give up his habits of loving himself. Chlorophyll is a personality contradiction, loving himself, yet hoping for that special one. Maybe he merely masks his romantic side with his narcissism, or he has multiple personality disorder. The world may never know.

.:Western Star Sign:.
Aquarius
{The Water Carrier}
.:Western Element:.
Air
{Thought}
.:Planet:.
Saturn
{Morose}
.:Celtice Druid Zodiac:.
Cedar Tree
{The Confident}
.:Number:.
Two
{The Cooperative}
.:Color:.
Green
{The Confident}

.:Chinese Zodiac:.
Rabbit
{The Elegant}
.:Chinese Element:.
Fire
{Huo}
.:Birthstone:.
Amethyst
{Soberity}
.:YinYang Symbol:.
Yin
{The Evil Sister}
.:Season:.
Winter
{The Coldest Season}
.:Day of the Week:.
Friday
{End of the work week}

.:Art OR Story:.

He's saying "Hey There", as if he's flirting or something.

[sodafarts]

But Peachy made him lighter, so those codes aren't correct. .3.
Sorry, I have OCD for stuff like this. ^^;

20B327
1ECF7F
20FF80
60FF5F
E45583
6C395A

Thanks so much Fox, I just now caught this ^^

[.Survivor.]

Username: Serenaded By angels
Name: Celtic Shamrock
Gender: Male
Personality: Funny and lighthearted, Shamrock really loves listening to Celtic music and can most often be found playing his flute. He loves life and is just fun to be around.
Art OR Story: Story

Celtic Shamrock loved his home in Ireland. He loved the meadows and the Landscape.,but most of all, he loved the festivals. He had always dreamed of playing his flute for one of the festivals, but because he was a breed of dragon, everyone feared him. He had never hurt anyone and he didn't understand why they were afraid of him. He would watch from afar, as the festivals went on day after day, longing to join in...but not wanting to terrify anyone.
As the his favorite festival drew drew near, he went to his favorite spot and began to play his flute. The beautiful sound could be heard for miles around, over hills and through towns. The people stopped and listened as they wondered where the music was coming from. They began to look and look for the source, when they came upon Shamrock. They stayed away and listened, afraid of him...all except one little girl. She loved music and she didn't see why she should be afraid of this beautiful creature who loved music also. She began to walk towards him, and as every step took her closer, she began to dance to the lively tune of the flute.
Once the people saw that Shamrock would not hurt them, they began to dance and celebrate the festival right there! Shamrock opened his eyes - As his habit was to close them while he played and imagined himself at the festival - and to his surprise, his dream had come true! He couldn't believe that he was the one providing the main music for his favorite festival! He smiled and began to play another lively tune as the drums and stringed instruments joined in. He danced around and made all the children laugh at his funny antics as he played his flute. From that day on, the people accepted him for who he was, not for what he looked like or what he was.

(My Story....no copies please!!!!!!)

If you only wanted either art or a story then please ignore this art, but I wanted you to see him playing his flute...

I'm sorry if you wanted more art of him, but I believe in putting my all in 1 piece of art than many...So this is the only piece of art I will post for him.....but IF I somehow manage to get him, there will be plenty of art of him....

[Groggy]

Username: Serenaded By angels
Name: Celtic Shamrock
Gender: Male
Personality: Funny and lighthearted, Shamrock really loves listening to Celtic music and can most often be found playing his flute. He loves life and is just fun to be around.
Art OR Story: Story

Celtic Shamrock loved his home in Ireland. He loved the meadows and the Landscape.,but most of all, he loved the festivals. He had always dreamed of playing his flute for one of the festivals, but because he was a breed of dragon, everyone feared him. He had never hurt anyone and he didn't understand why they were afraid of him. He would watch from afar, as the festivals went on day after day, longing to join in...but not wanting to terrify anyone.
As the his favorite festival drew drew near, he went to his favorite spot and began to play his flute. The beautiful sound could be heard for miles around, over hills and through towns. The people stopped and listened as they wondered where the music was coming from. They began to look and look for the source, when they came upon Shamrock. They stayed away and listened, afraid of him...all except one little girl. She loved music and she didn't see why she should be afraid of this beautiful creature who loved music also. She began to walk towards him, and as every step took her closer, she began to dance to the lively tune of the flute.
Once the people saw that Shamrock would not hurt them, they began to dance and celebrate the festival right there! Shamrock opened his eyes - As his habit was to close them while he played and imagined himself at the festival - and to his surprise, his dream had come true! He couldn't believe that he was the one providing the main music for his favorite festival! He smiled and began to play another lively tune as the drums and stringed instruments joined in. He danced around and made all the children laugh at his funny antics as he played his flute. From that day on, the people accepted him for who he was, not for what he looked like or what he was.

(My Story....no copies please!!!!!!)

This ended a long time ago... Sorry?

[.Survivor.]

When did it end? and who won?

[Groggy]

When did it end? and who won?

I dont know but its really old and they are on JBD 297 so I would think that its at least a few months over

[kirill]

When did it end? and who won?

I dont know but its really old and they are on JBD 297 so I would think that its at least a few months over

Yeah, it would help a bit if you actually read the front page instead of just posting.

[.Survivor.]

What is a Jellybean Dragon?
A Jellybean Dragon is a fluffy, friendly dragon that hatches from a jellybean-like egg. Their diet consists of fruits and insects, but they also love sweets and desserts. Their fur is soft and long, usually brightly colored, neat, and shiny. Jellybean Dragons are mostly gentle and happy, and love attention. Most are Great Dane-sized when they are fully grown, but some of them can grow as big as a cow. All Jellybean Dragons have pouches on their bellies, which they use to carry around food or younger JBDs.

This lil guy has been put up for readoption :3

All I did was make him l a tad lighter, and change the eye color ^^ No biggie c:

He was made a male by his previous owner, so I just would like to keep it that way ^^ If you have serious problems with this, PM me, and I'll see what I can do :3

To adopt, fill out the form ^^ Feel free to add anything, absolutely anything, to it I like seeing what you guys come up with <3 What I give you is just the bare minimum x3

End date undecided :3 You guys will have plenty of time though ^^[/center]

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