[Cheeb]

username:
Cheescake
name:
Lullaby
gender:
Girl
her most impacting memory:
Lullaby used to always be terrified of the dark, monsters hiding under her bed, and most importantly, of bad dreams. She never wanted to go to bed in fear that "The m-m-monsters under my bed w-will eat me!" or "B-but what if I don't have sweet dreams at all?" Several things were tried out - a nightlight, 'monster repellent', and things like that; but to no avail, nothing worked. She was scared until she found out what she needed - a dream catcher. Lullaby asked if maybe she could have one, just to keep nightmares away. She was told yes, and after she got one ("A r-really pretty yellow one!"), was never afraid of bad dreams again.<3

Oh my gosh, what a cutie ;u;

[IzzyBee]

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∞username: -IzzyBee-

∞name: Lilja- a delicate name meaning "lily" in Icelandic, I felt it fitting with her gentle, delicate design that a sweet, gentle name would fit her

∞gender: She's a lady of course

∞her most impacting memory:Nothingness, I heard literally nothing, my parents looked down at me as I looked blankly up at them, ‘What are they doing?’ I thought as the touched my ears; I would shy away and make little noises of distress even though I didn’t even know I was doing so. They looked so surprised; at least that’s what it looked like to me. My brow furrowed a little in confusion, what where they doing and why?
My thoughts were the only company I had, and I wondered if there was anything but the sound of empty thoughts of mine. I sighed, playing with the small white rose that my father had given to me, he mouthed something to me before his tail brushed my back and laid down by me. I examined the flower a little, curiously I smelled it, it was sweet, gentle and pure, I giggled a little and peeled one of the petals off it slowly, watching it flutter away.
I then heard a pop, it was loud and startled me into falling over, I was mortified, frozen on my side as I tried to assess what had happened, “Lilja!” I heard my dad call. I heard him. I really heard something. Something other than my thoughts. “Lilja?” His voice was fatherly and gentle now, I looked at him, I grinned at him, “I hear you papa!” I squeaked, jumping up onto my feet. He laughed, it was silky and smooth, making me feel even more excited I could hear. “Lilja, my elskan Sigurros,”
[Elskan means darling and Sigurros means victory rose in Icelandic]

[HP Fan]

username:
name: Hope
gender: Girl - no changing, sorry!
her most impacting memory:

[mercury.]

ｕｓｅｒｎａｍｅ;;
three.

ｎａｍｅ;;
Felicity

ｇｅｎｄｅｒ;;
Girl

ｍｅｍｏｒｙ;;
The glowing horizon held a promise. One of new beginnings, brighter dawns and warmer sunsets. Little paws rested on the rich mahogany rail as she watched the sky dip below the sea, waves swallowing it up until she could no longer see it. She wondered if she might catch up with it if the boat sped in the same direction, and marvelled at the thought of catching the sun. Of reaching her paw out to caress it's surface. She hardly imagined it as the ball of gas it was; to her, the sun was a warm light, bathing her dreary mornings in warmth and helping her rise when she felt she just couldn't. Comforting. And as she drifted miles and miles from the home she'd always known, she remembered that the sun would rise on her again, no matter where she was.

[Tramone]

username:
name:
gender: Girl - no changing, sorry!
her most impacting memory:
Reserve vuv

Good luck everyone! <3

[Sambee]

username: Sambix
name: Lilly Bell
gender: Girl - no changing, sorry!
her most impacting memory:
Years ago, when Lilly had just hatched, there was a terrible storm. Her parents had done everything to ensure that Lilly and her sibling was safe, but their attempts failed. A large current of water near their den had over flooded, breaking down its defenses. Lilly Bell and her sister were washed away, but their mother was able to grab them before they were taken by the current. Even though they both survived, it still haunts them. Lilly has nightmares of that night, but in those, their mother wasn't there to save them. It truly makes her think back on life, and how precious it is.

[ruse]

username: clarinet

clarinet, at your service. c;

name: aurelie

a name that means golden.

gender: a little girl

a girl; even though not optional, I can't see her in any other way.

her most impacting memory: a sunset, the first of many

Aurelie's most impacting memory is that of her first sunset; it was
a normal day, really. The pretty girl still had her eyes closed, being a little
child even younger than now, and her mother decided to take her daughter
to the place where she went everyday; a cliff with easy access, a perfect
little area to watch the sunset.
And as the sun fell towards the mountains, little Aurelie's magenta eyes witnessed
the fall, signaling the first of many sunsets she would watch and wait for
eagerly.

[labradude]

username;;
Hello, again! I'm ' labradoodle. ' both here and on the JBD Fanclub. ^W^"
name;;
I'd name this beauty Hachi. The name is Japanese, and has many meanings - the number eight, a flower pot, or my favorite, a honey bee. All of these fit her in a special way. Her design and markings are beautiful, like one of a flower, and then again a flower pot can also be very gorgeous. And, well, her colors resemble a honey bee's, seeing as they are yellow. Besides that, both her pattern and colors look like honey, at least to me. ^W^ The first meaning, number eight, will be explained below.
As for nicknames, she doesn't have many, but Hachiko is a cute one she's picked up, after the legendary Shiba Inu.
Word Count;; 115.
gender;;
Female, or girl, as the little lady prefers to say. I couldn't see her as a male anyway! ~<3
her most impacting memory;;
When Hachi was born, she thought her life was like any normal bean's, though it was exactly the opposite. You see, she's actually royal, a princess from a faraway, small, kingdom. A few bounty hunterss - Well, eight, to be exact, were after her and her parents, thus they ran away and she spent her days hopping from train to train, at the sides of her parents. Well, seems I've begun to get carried away, so I'll try to sum it up. Eventually, she was kidnapped, and locked in a car while the culprits went to get gas and food at a rest stop. And then my bean, the orange, seventeen year old Fogo, was lounging outside after two weeks full of fighting pirates and sleeping on a hay mattress aboard a pirate ship. He spotted her, and broke her out. Since then, they've been inseparable best friends.
Word Count;; 150.

[Kiesen]

username:
Smoke-the-Wolf
name:
Francisca (Fran-ses-ca)
gender: Girl - no changing, sorry!
her most impacting memory:

Ever since she had the ability to use her senses this little bean imagined of going to every little girls dream. Disneyland... Her family couldn't travel the distance or had the money to make her dream true. Though, she was persistent and saved up every penny for at least one day in the Magic Castle or riding in swirling tea-cups. Over-time she was still going at her goal, but one night she had a extra bright smile as her father dropped in one little penny into the jeweled piggy bank. She rushed out of the room and went to count them each. Her was confused "She's never done that?" then a hour passed. A sharp squeal came from her bedroom, daddy rushed in to see if she was alright. A very large collections of change was spread across the ground. He put it together... She had finally got enough.

During the next week, he booked a 1-day hotel stay and headed off with little Francisca. On arrival, she bolted straight through the gate and hugged the Goofy mascot standing nearby. Dad wasn't able to keep up with her daughters pace most of the time but caught up time to time. After a long day of spinning rides and a pink dress or two. Night had came, tonight was fireworks. Francisca sat in front of the castle. Looking up into the clear night sky. As the beautiful golden lights began to light the darkness, she smiled and looked back at her father. Giving off a shining smile with her pink eyes dazzling.

Some even say she is forever a child because the magic of being a kid forever stayed with her.

[Potassium]

username: Potassium
name: Charissa (cuh-riss-uh), which means grace. c:
gender: Girl - no changing, sorry! (It fits great for the little darling. ♥)
her most impacting memory:
When I was born, my parents named me Charissa, which means grace. They named me this because it was unknown if I would make it or not, but I did. Though through out my short life, I gained the demeanor of clumsiness. Ironic since my name means grace, right? Being clumsy and making simple mistakes can lead to big problems, like when you forget a life vest and slip off of a styrofoam boat and don't know how to swim. It can scare you pretty quickly. That's what friends are for though, mine were right there to help me; I don't know what would've happened with out them.

That event has certainly shaped my life in many ways. For starters, water is usually a big no. Secondly, I am extremely cautious, which usually helps to avoid my clumsy nature. Lastly, I value friendship greatly and am thankful for the great friends I have today.