[CHERRILOID]

Could we make the personality different? I love her so much, but she's a bit like my Kenna, so I don't want two JBDs with the same personality. ;3;'

I know now. <333333

[CHERRILOID]

★·.·´¯`·.·★ иαмє ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Chimera

★·.·´¯`·.·★ иι¢киαмєѕ ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Chime, Chimer, Mera and Chi

★·.·´¯`·.·★ ємвαяяαѕѕιиg иι¢киαмєѕ ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Huntress (Others often mistake her for a tougher Jellybean Dragon) and Candy-Sucker. Neither seem too bad to most beans, but these are particularly harmful and embarrassing to her for her own reasons which nobody seems to understand.

★·.·´¯`·.·★ gєи∂єя ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Female and female only~!

★·.·´¯`·.·★ мιѕтαкєи fσя α мαи... ★·.·´¯`·.·★

"Heheh. Candy-sucker!"

The harsh tone of the juvenile dragons rang through Chimera's head. She only felt as though she could sit and cry as the younger creatures sprinted out of sight, towards the shimmering light of the moon.

"My voice is only m-made for my m-misery!" She wept to herself. And with that, Chimera swore that she would not speak a single word or sound from that moment forth.

The next day happened to be Valentines Day. Chimera sprang out of her bed, rising from her slumber, with so many plans on what to do on that very special day! She was filled with excitement and joy, but she was nervous too! She would make this the best day her crush had ever had!...

Or not.

Her feelings dropped like a willow tree as her expectations came to a halt; She swore that she would cease to make a single sound emerge from her mouth! However, this wasn't going to put Chimera off so quickly. Yes, she thought to herself. Yes, I shall write to him! I shall write him as much love letters and songs as our hearts can handle! Carrying her renewed hope with her, she set off to buy everything she needed to make this the best Valentines Day ever.

On the way, Chimera trotted past a particularly pink and girly Jellybean Dragon. The girly dragon watched her closely, and, nervously indeed, Chimera stopped and eyed the girly dragon. Skipping with what appeared to be glee, the rosy-pink dragon approached her.

"Hello, dear!" She greeted, looking and feeling more confident than Chimera. Yet, Chi did not dare to talk.
"May I introduce myself?" Asked the lively dragon. Despite this, she scrapped the idea of waiting for a reply.
"Ooh, yay!" She continued. "Well, I am Mistress. Who might you be, honey?"
Chimera still kept silent. She was rather scared, but hoped that this was just how Mistress spoke to everyone. With a short pause, again the dragon began to speak.
"Strong and silent type, are you?" She questioned, taking a few more steps towards Chimera. "I like that. I like you! You're cute! We should go out sometime." Rubbing against Chimera, Mistress spread a smile on her face, looking up to the night-black dragon. She was smaller than Chime, but then, Chimera was bigger than most females.
Ready to take no more, Chimera opened her mouth to speak, though she found herself interrupted.
"So, do I get to know your name now?" The curious and cheery girl asked, twining her tail with Chimera's.
Embarresed, Chimera finally spoke up.
"I apolog-gize sincerely, M-mistress, b-but I am n-not a g-guy." She stammered, hoping she wasn't too harsh.
"Oh!" Mistress suddenly jumped up, her face becoming more pink than it was beforehand. "Hmph!" With that, she stormed away, leaving Chimera in confusion.

What was Chimera to do now? Run home and curl up, away from the world. She never wanted that to happen again! After this, Chimera found that speaking for herself was a great help, but she would never socialize on Valentine's Day from then on!

★·.·´¯`·.·★ fαи¢ιfυℓ fєαяѕ ★·.·´¯`·.·★

"Truth...or dare?"

The voice seemed to beckon her mind into picking dare, but Chimera was really one to prefer the truth.
"T-truth, Kenna." She stammered slightly. She was afraid of insults, but all she wanted to do was keep safe. In all honesty, I don't want to play this anyway. She thought to herself, almost shaking like a leaf.

"Aw, come on, Huntress!" Adeo whined, trying his best to convince her. A daring smirk rose on his face. "Take a dare for once!"
"Yeah! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it!" Kenna chanted, soon followed by Adeo. Mango was still yet to join in, though he had no intentions to. A worried feeling arose inside him, as he hoped that Chimera would make the choice best for her.
"Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do it! Do-"
"Alright, fine!" Chimera yelled reluctantly, bringing their chant to an end.
"So, Huntress," Kenna started, letting a grin appear on her face. "I dare you to...jump into a fire!" She laughed, somewhat sickeningly.
"No!" Chimera screamed. "That is ridiculous!"
"Fine, Little Miss Wimp," Kenna giggled. "Stay as still as you can whilst butterflies fly around you." She held back a tremendous burst of laughter, though that didn't last long. Soon, this laughter was followed by a mutter from Kenna. "Wimp."
"O-o-k-k-kay..." Chimera stuttered, though she was full of regret and worry, despite the innocence of the small creatures.

Mango spotted the worry on Chime's face. He shot her a look that said "It's not that bad, Mera. It will be over soon". Before Chimera could understand what the look on his face meant, Kenna dragged her away, with Adeo trailing behind her. Almost instantly, Chimera was thrown into what seemed to be an empty room, with the door locked behind her.

B-butterflies... Chimera thought. Surely they're j-just h-harmless, right? She closed her eyes and hoped for the best. She felt herself being lightly tickled a few times over, but, trying to conceal her curiosity, Chimera kept her eyes closed...
For a while...

Soon, Chimera felt a tickling sensation on her snout. By instinct, she slowly opened her eyes to see the face of a butterfly. Its huge eyes blinked at her before staring closely at her face, and it's furry-looking body was somewhat terrifying to her, as well as the large eyes.

"WAAAAAAAAAH!" Chimera screamed until her throat started to ache. She stumbled over, only to find that she had almost collapsed onto another butterfly. The creatures surrounded her, seeming curious. She fled to the door and bashed it as hard as her fists could handle, startling a few butterflies who had found a resting place there.

"LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT LET ME OUT LET ME OUT!" Chimera shrieked and yelped until Adeo appeared at the door. Sighing, he unlocked and opened it, allowing Chimera to escape into the open space, only to be followed by a swarm of butterflies. She ran as fast and far as she could, aiming to get safely away from the insects. In the end, she found herself outside, in the middle of what seemed to be nowhere.

And since then, Chimera has been utterly horrified to see or hear of a single butterfly.

★·.·´¯`·.·★ ωну нαтє ωαffℓєѕ? ★·.·´¯`·.·★

"Come on, sweetheart. Eat the wafflies!"

The mother of the young jet-black bean smiled, pushing the waffles across the plate, closer to Chimera with the fork.

"Mother, I do not believe that I like waffles anymore." Chimera sighed, glaring at the potato product that took up most of her plate. "They get tedious to eat once you have them so much."

"Chimera!" Her mother raised her voice. "You are lucky that you even have a meal to consume!"

...

Chimera remembered these days too well. Ooh, the days, She would think to herself in present time. The days were waffles were unbearable!...

She stared down at the plate before her. On it, there was no other than her mortal enemy; The waffle.
"Yolo, do I really have to eat this?" Chimera moaned. "Terribly sorry for sounding ungrateful, but I have never liked such...such...such monsters classed as food. I...have never been a fan of these...Potato-based edible demons at all."

"Potato-based edible demons? Monsters classed as food?" Yolo chuckled. "C'mon, Huntress, they're just waffles!"

"But waffles are...are...uglyyyyy." Chimera complained.
"Ugly now, are they?" Yolo asked.
"Yes. Ugly. Ugly demons from the pits of torturetopia." Chimera added.
"Hey! Don't insult my girlfriend!" Yolo joked, followed by a few giggles.
After a long pause, Yolo spoke up again. "Now c'mon, "eat the wafflies"!"
"Hey! Only my mother could and would say that!"
"Well now I just said it. Eat the wafflies."
"Ugh. Whatever you say, Lord Yolo." Chimera said, sarcastically.

With her knife and fork, Chimera sliced a small fraction off of the waffle and-
"Seriously, Huntress? You can eat more than that!" Yolo urged.
"Uuuuuuuuugh~!" Chimera groaned, before cutting a larger piece off the waffle and slipping it into her mouth.
"Wellll?" Yolo questioned.
"Bluh! It's just as horrible as it used to be." Chimera sighed.
"But I love waffles! How don't you like them?!" Yolo, yet again, questioned.
"Well," Chimera said. "Let's just say they get tedious and horrible to eat, shall we?"

So, why doesn't Chimera like waffles, you ask? To make it basic, she's gotten sick of the taste.

{NOTICE: I did indeed get Aviator's permission to use Yolo in this. ^-^}

★·.·´¯`·.·★ ѕυ¢н α ℓσѕѕ! ★·.·´¯`·.·★

"Dear, only stay where I can see you, understood?"
"Understood, mama."

Chimera waddled off outside, soon followed by her mother. Along with her, she took her beloved item that had been passed down through the family; a simple, singular wooden dice. Her mother did not know that she had it with her, but she held it anyway, despite this breaking her mother's rules. She loved this dice to bits, even if she wasn't quite too sure why she did. She rolled it along the sunlit, green grass, her simple mind amused by the movement of the wooden object.

Such joy! Such amusement! Such glee! Such-
"Oh no!"
She looked up to see an older bean stand before her; A juvenile with a harsh grin on his cruel face. Chimera quickly glanced around to see if her mother was there to help, but no. The motherly dragon seemed oblivious. Chimera jumped up to try and swipe the wonderful dice from the paws of the taller dragon, but he moved it out of her reach, only to have her fall face-first to the ground. Tears rose in Chimera's eyes as the dragon sprinted away, holding her beloved item.

A simple story indeed, but nevertheless a childhood tragedy for poor Chime.

★·.·´¯`·.·★ ωну мє? ★·.·´¯`·.·★

"So, Chimer," Blane asked Chimera one day. "Why are you so shy and polite?"
"Well," Chimera started. "It all started when..."

Suddenly, before she had even started her story, memories came cascading into her mind...

"Act number five-o-three, please!" Called a voice from the speakers above the heads of all the beans in the room. Everyone had been waiting for their moment to shine, and this was Chimera's chance. She lifted herself from her seat and stumbled across the room, and through to the stage. Shivering with fright, she stepped on, attempting to give out a smile.

"Hello," A minty-looking dragon greeted her warmly. "What's your name?"
"I..." Chimera tried to speak out. "I'm...C-chimera."
Sooner than she knew it, after she got her signal, Chimera found herself singing...or at least...trying to. All her fright could manage to make her come out with was a few squealing noises, which was most certainly not what she intended to do. The whole audience bursted out in harsh laughter, even the judges!
"Okay, enough messing around, get on with it." The minty Jellybean Dragon urged.
"I-...I-..." Chimera stammered, but her mind just could not comprehend what was happening. This had to be the most embarressing moment of her life! Sobbing, she dashed backstage, towards the exit, and out into the open. She was never going to preform again! Not after all those nerves had taken over her completely!

...

"This, I must say, is the best evening I have ever had." Chimera smiled contently, looking towards the orange Jellybean Dragon beside her. They sat close, tails twined as they gazed towards the beauty of the setting sun. She picked herself up off the ground, took a few steps, and gestured for him to follow her.
"Come along," She beckoned, grinning from ear-to-ear. With that, it was side-by-side they walked, lit by the sun that was ready for it's slumber.

As they went along, they passed many little shops, many big trees, and many beans of all different sizes. A few times, Chimera would remark on how one of the dragons looks silly, idiotic, girly or dorky. Except for one male that they came across.
"Ooh, I like the look of that one!" She pointed out, smirking. The dragon beside her shot her a glare.
"So I don't suppose I'm good enough for you, eh?!" He spat, too obviously angry at Chimera.
"I-" She didn't get time to really start her apology before, with a cold look, and a frustrated "Hmph!", he turned and stormed away.

Filled with sorrow and regret, Chimera glanced towards the sunset-orange dragon, who she felt she had betrayed with one single comment. And with that, she decided she would keep her opinions to herself.

...

"No, no, no! That's not how it should be at all!"
Chimera glared towards her "argue-mate", Kenna. They argued a lot in these times, both being teens around the same age, but this one was particularly threatening to Chimera in one way or another.

"You should help Chee get out of the tree, and I should help Mango with-" Kenna continued, only to be interrupted.
"You just want it to be easier for you, don't you?!" Chimera snapped back at her.
"I said if you told me that one more time I would knock you out with a baseball flipping bat!" Kenna shrieked, picking up the baseball bat she had by her side as a "just-incase" weapon. In terror, Chimera fled, sprinting throughout the fields, closely followed by Kenna.

"Get away from me, freak!" Chimera yelled, shooting insults straight at Kenna.
"Says Little Miss Freaky herself!" Kenna shouted back.
"I might be a bit unusual, but you're freaky, insane, annoying and ugly all in one!" These words ran through Kenna's head for a while, before they both picked up there paces, filled with rage and hate.

Despite huffing and puffing, Chimera urged herself onwards; Anything to save her own skin! Her body soon could take no more, and almost slowed down to a halt. Kenna, too, was growing tired, though the rest Chimera had the chance to get allowed her to catch up! Kenna swished the baseball bat near Chimera, with it only missing her narrowly a few times!

Run, girl, run! Chimera told herself inside, attempting to get a move on and speed up. Kenna, however, was at a loss; Chimera had gotten, even if only a small amount, more rest than Kenna. With all her strength, all her might, and as fast as her legs could take her, Chimera zoomed off, leaving Kenna behind in the dust.

What was her conclusion? Being a fairly quick-learner, and after the whole argument they had, which contained many more shrieking and insulting than shown, Chimera would learn to try and stay away from insults and arguments at all costs.

...

"Chimera?" Blane asked, after a while. "Have you got an answer?"
"Oh!" Chimera jumped up, snapping out of her thoughts. "Long story." She said, smiling vaguely.

★·.·´¯`·.·★ ѕтєαℓ fяσм тнє яι¢н, gινє тσ тнє ρσσя ★·.·´¯`·.·★

"What is your name?"

Chimera looked upon the young beans in front of her, one questioning.
"I can't tell you right now," She told them softly, smiling. "But I can tell you a story..."
"Oh goody!" They cheered, certainly brightened at the thought of hearing a tale or two!

"Once upon a time," Chimera started. "There was a little girl named Chimera-"
"That's a funny name!" One brightly-coloured young dragon remarked.
"That's not important. Anyway, Chimera was part of a poor family. Her family only consisted of her and her two parents, because they were hardly rich enough to handle three lives! Chimera always wished that someday, just someday, her family would be gifted to have a big feast with the king and queen!"

"Did that happen? Did her wish come true?!" An excitable young girl asked, bouncing on the spot.
"You'll see," Chimera told her gently.

"One day, Chimera went out to fetch some food and water for their dinner for that night. "I won't be long!" She called to her parents as she headed off, towards the marketplace. It was brilliant there! In the marketplace, there was always someone playing some tunes, and the smell of all the food was so brilliant! So alluring! She was walking along, and saw a man, giving out something so very shiny! So very wonderful! These beautiful objects caught her eye instantly! She ran towards the man, and asked him what it was that he had so much of.

"It is silver," He said "only achieved so easily by those who are rich enough!" He gazed upon Chimera's sad face, as they both knew that she was not a rich girl. "But," he suddenly started again. "I could give some to you each day, if you do me a favour." Ready for anything, Chimera's feelings sprang up at that moment! "What? What is it?" She asked. "Well," the man said. "I would like you to get me five apples and five pears for every time that I give you one bar of silver." "One?!" She questioned. "Yes. One. You want it, do you not?" "I suppose." "So there we go then."

Nodding in agreement, Chimera gave him the five apples and five pears she had collected along the way. They were meant to be a special treat for her dinner, but the silver was too amazing! With overwhelming joy, Chimera dashed back home, shouting "Mother, mother! Father, father!" But when she got there...

"What is this?" Her mother asked, sternly.
"It's silver! Only easily achieved by those who are rich!" Chimera responded, smiling.
"So how did you obtain this?" Her mother questioned.
"A nice man said he would give me some each day if I gave him five apples and five pears in return!" Chime squealed, delighted.
"So you gave him what would be our dinner tonight?" Her mother glared, frustrated. She swiped the silver bar from her daughter's paws and stormed away. Chimera gazed at her empty paws, tears flooding from her eyes.

"How did she keep getting the silver?" The excitable little girl asked.
"Well," Chimera started to tell her. "Each day, when she got it, she would sneak it home, away from her mother's line of sight."
"So if the apples and pears were there dinner, how did they eat?" The brightly-coloured boy asked.
"Chimera, from then on, made sure she got ten apples and ten pears. Anything to keep the silver!" Chimera giggled. She sighed, content, as memories started to flow back to her. Unfortunately, since that was when she was just a little girl, in that time, the man had died of old age. Chimera always kept the silver, however. She would never even let anyone touch it!

★·.·´¯`·.·★ ρσσя ℓιттℓє gιяℓ ★·.·´¯`·.·★

"But why was Chimera poor?"

Chimera looked towards the young, excitable girl once again. "That is a different story completely." She told her, her voice as soft as velvet.
"Ooh, please tell us!" The young children begged.
"Oh, alright!" Mera said, smiling.

"Well, Chimera wasn't always poor. No, her family was one of the wealthiest families in that town! Compared to some other kids, they had perfect lives! Perfect indeed! They had gold, they had silver. They had diamonds, and they had emeralds. Rubies and sapphires too! As well as that, a lot of money. Indeed, they were a happy family.

One fine morning, Chimera and her parents were off to the docks to visit a family friend who was off to new lands, as she was a bit of an explorer. It took a while for the boat to set off, but soon enough, they were all waving goodbye...Only for Chimera's mother to have the ruff of her neck grabbed by a forceful, large paw!" Standing up, Chimera yelled, even if she wasn't so good at doing so.

"Give us you money or give us your lives!" The fierce owner of the paw growled, threateningly! Reasonably enough, Chimera's mother was more shocked and frightened than she ever had been! Chimera's father, being loyal, brave and strong, stood tall and roared back at the antagonising dragon.
"Leave her alone!" He threatened him in return.

Now, this ended up in a fight which was not quite suitable to tell children-beans, since it was rather violent. However, luckily, Chimera's father had been able to keep his life in the end!
...
But not his wealth.
To save their own skin, Chimera's mother gave the fiery dragon all she could, which left them, of course, very poor, and the fiery dragon very rich. Now with this, Chimera's family could not pay for transport to get home, so they had to walk to whole way! Keeping in mind that they lived very, very far away from the docks.

And that, young children, is how Chimera became poor." She sat back down again, holding back a few sad emotions. Remembering such a moment made her as worried as it did when it was happening! She tried not to think about it.

"What happened then?!" A few beans asked in horror and shock.
"Well, they continued their lives as well as they could. However, they could not live in the mansion they used to call home, as they could not pay for it!"
"Where did they live then?"
"Oh! A nice young lady allowed them to live in her house!" Chimera said, bringing on cheers of joy from the young dragons. She smiled; Even with such misfortune at the time of the event, she knew that she was still luckier than a lot of dragons, and for that, she was very grateful!

★·.·´¯`·.·★ тнє ℓυ¢к αи∂ נєωєℓѕ ѕнє кєρт ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Despite this unlucky event, Chimera still kept her precious and secret jewels, hidden away at home! They were not the most remarkable jewels, but she still had them, and they were very important to her. She kept herself a list for possible future references.

"The jewels I have:

A beautiful silver heart locket;
Two fake diamond earrings;
The bars of silver that I get from the kind man;
A small lump of rose obsidian;
A fake amythest shape-ish-thing;
Some fool's gold (My favourite!);
And a fake crystal ball."

Compared to how wealthy she used to be, this was practically nothing. However, compared to how poor she became, these were somewhat a great part of her life. She would look at them each day, admiring the glisten of every different object. Each one was like a piece of her heart to her. These meant so much to Chimera, and, knowing that they needed money, she kept them away from her mother, as she knew she would sell them. Perhaps keeping them for her own selfish glee was not the best idea, but it pleased her so.

★·.·´¯`·.·★ ¢яєєρу ¢яι¢кєтѕ! ★·.·´¯`·.·★

"Well, curiosity hasn't killed me!"

Chimera smiled, with Mango shooting a questioning face at her.
"Mera," Chee said. "It will do sooner or later. For your own...weird...kind of happiness...I would suggest NOT using Google Images to look at a cricket's face."
"Come on, Cheeee~!" Chimera persisted. "I bet it's really cute!"
"Chi, bugs NEVER have cute faces." Chee argued in return.
"Bwah. I'll show you!" Chimera promised. And with that, off she went with her love of crickets, to Google Images, to see what a cricket's face really looked like.

"These aren't so terri-" Chimera was saying, before she was cut off by a couple of particularly 'haunting' pictures. Chee instantly turned away, covering her eyes. Mango, on the other hand, just gave Chimera a look that said "She told you so".

"Okay," Chimera started, covering her eyes. "Note to self: Never ever ever look for cricket faces on g-google again!"

And from a young age, the three of them learnt that curiosity killed the cat, and scared the children.

Simple indeed, but it certainly taught Chimera a lesson or two!

★·.·´¯`·.·★ тнє ¢σℓ∂'ѕ αѕ gσσ∂ αѕ gσℓ∂ ★·.·´¯`·.·★

"Tiny laced snowflakes descending from the skies,
Great big turkey, and little tan minced pies.
The children are playing, and the carollers swaying,
And in the bitter air, joyous laughters rise."

Chimera has always loved winter, ever since it came to the first Christmas that she could remember. She always got to see all her friends and family on christmas days, and was more than cheerful to give and receive. She can't stand too much heat at all! Not only does it bring back good memories, but after a long summer, to feel the cold air nipping at her ears is just great to her!

Chimera used to play in the snow all the time. Whilst her friends would be making snowmen (or possibly snowwomen or snowkids, or even the whole snowfamily!) and snow forts, she would try and make rather remarkable and more complex things, such as a reindeer, a polar bear, and even Father Christmas! And when everyone had gone in to warm themselves up infront of a roaring fireplace, wrapped up in a thick blanket, Chimera would still be outside, despite alone, amusing herself with the snow. She also enjoys dressing up in warm clothing, as she has always been delighted to dress up in or as anything, but that's only an added bonus!

★·.·´¯`·.·★ συ¢н! тнαт'ℓℓ ℓєανє α мαяк! ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Narrowing her eyes, the female juvenile argued. "So what?!" She hissed at Chimera, a dark, teen dragon. "He's not yours anyway!"
"Who says? He might be!" Chimera snapped back.
You wish, wartface!" The angry female spat.
"No, Raspberry, I'm afraid YOU are the wartface!" Chimera snorted.
"Says Ms. Wartface herself! Ugly bonehead!"
"Smelly sockface!"
"Stinky foot!"
"Stupid sulkhead!"
"Huntress mc. Waste-of-Space!"
"Pinkie the Pig!"
"Goat-face Chimera!"
"Ugly brown Raspberry!"
"Candy-Sucker!"
"Pointless, untalented, horribly idiotic and vile mould-head!"
"You asked for it, Candy-Sucker!" Raspberry shrieked like a banshee, pouncing at Chimera. For ages, they fought and fought, scratching, slapping and screeching. They pushed and pulled, twisted and turned, but neither of them actually got anywhere. Not until Raspberry finally dug her sharp, pink-painted claws into Chimera's snout as hard as she could, as scratched through it as forcefully as she could.
"AAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWW!" Chimera wailed, dashing away, followed by a cruel, sick chuckle from Raspberry.

A few days later, when she next saw Chimera, Raspberry spotted that she had a couple of scars on her snout.
"Your own fault, Goat-face." She snickered before flouncing away, followed by a harsh growl from Chimera.

This, incase it has caught your curiosity, was before the fight with Chimera and Kenna. Chimera, as a teen, got into many cat fights, yet it took her too long to notice that she should hold her temper back.

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The stories above mention the main events of her history. Anything else is not really important. Yet, if you are willing to know a bit more, go ahead and read the rest of this section.

As a kid, as you know, Chimera ended up rather poor. She didn't do much in those times except help her parents work for their dinner that night. By the time she was a teen, they ended up with more money and more to do in the way of leisure. In her teen years, things got both better and worse. Her family became more wealthy again, though not specifically rich, however, she got into too many fights and arguments for her comfort. Over time, she ended up learning her lesson. By the time she was an adult, everything she had experienced in her life made her quite shy and polite when she could be. They also caused her to love telling stories. She has a fondness for interesting younger kids about her past, but if they don't know her name, she acts as though the girl she speaks of was a seperate dragon to her.

Chimera is, and always will be, Kenna's true sister. Though their colours may be different, some of Chimera's markings are similar to Kenna's, and that comes from their mother. However, Chimera brought herself to believe that Kenna wasn't her true sister, and wished she had a real one. She, if she had to be honest, would mention that she wasn't a huge fan of Kenna, if she had to.

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||A little shy||
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She's not overly shy, but Chimera can be a little bit shy, particularly with strangers.

||Generally polite||
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Not saying things like "Sir Yolo, might you care for a cup of tea, and rather possibly a biscuit too?", but just polite. Not really as disrespectful and short-tempered at Kenna.

||Child-loving||
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It's self-explanitory, really. Chimera loves little beans! Whether she's playing with them or simply caring for them, she tends to get along with them well.

||Motherly||
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Likely coming from her 'child-loving' trait, Chimera will do her best to take care of young beans.

||Quiet||
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This can often make Chimera seem quite accepting, whether she is or isn't. She doesn't want to upset anyone by saying that she might not like their idea, so she justs keeps her mouth shut and tries to go with the flow.

||Fearful of a lot of things||
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This could possibly be Chimera being overly-cautious, since she is afraid of pain (hence why she is not daring).

||Generous||
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Self-explanitory, no? Chimera tries to share and be generous when she can.

||Horrible at arguing||
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This, too, is self-explanitory. Chimera isn't very good at arguing, if, by any chance, her temper reaches it's limit.

||Somewhat unspoken at times||
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Chimera won't generally go around, openly sharing her opinions.

||Afraid to share opinions||
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Chimera fears mockery quite a lot, so keeps tight-lipped about what she may really think.

||Often nervous||
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It's not hard for Chimera to get nervous. She only stammers when she's really nervous, but nevertheless, she gets nervous a bit too easily.

||Childish||
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This is, when you can get her away from being shy for a moment. This is generally pulled out when she's playing with little beans.

||Grateful||
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Most of the time, yes, Chimera is quite grateful, as, in the past, she has not been. She's happy to have what she has, and is not usually looking for more.

||Talkative||
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...Sometimes. In one-on-one conversations. Quiet, yes, but still rather chatty. In group conversations, she's less talkative.

||Loyal||
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Yes. Yes indeed. Chimera is one to stick by her friends, and help them through the tough times.

||Soft-Spoken||
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Here comes the self-explanitory train again~! Choo-choooo!

||Particularly fearful of danger or pain||
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Stated earlier, no?

||Always happy to make friends||
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Though sticking by a lot of friends is hard for Chimera to cope with, she loves to meet new people and know they'll be there for her in the rough times.

||Indecisive||
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Chimera easily changes her mind once she has supposedly made a decision. That is, if she even comes to making a decision in the first place.

||Perfectionist||
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Chimera won't generally correct others, but if in her head what she's done doesn't seem right, she'll redo whatever it was, or dismiss it completely.

||Clumsy||
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Chimera seems to be tripping over or knocking something each and every day! This can often lead to making her seem slightly derpy.

★·.·´¯`·.·★ вιятн∂αу, ѕтαяѕιgи αи∂ αgє ★·.·´¯`·.·★

12th September; Virgo; 20

★·.·´¯`·.·★ fανσυяιтєѕ αи∂ ℓιкєѕ ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Favourites

Favourite food: Candeeeeeh~!
Favourite drink: Strawberry Slushie
Favourite colour: Baby Pink
Favourite song: Dance With Me Tonight - Olly Murs
Favourite activity: Painting and sewing...She can't choose between the two!
Favourite animal: Deer
Favourite number: Twenty-Eight
Favourite gemstone: Pearl
Favourite flower: Rose
Favourite book: She hasn't got a favourite book; Chimera just can't pick!
Favourite type of Music: Pop

Likes

Seeing the beauty in flowers
Dressing up
Conversing when she can
Chocolate; Lots and lots and lots and lots and lots and too much chocolate!
Animals
Pale colours
Reading
Making friends
Loving the world when she can
Playing with little beans
Baby beans
Winter
Snow
Coldness
Night-time
Things that sparkle, particularly things like gold and silver
Cuddly toys
Poetry
Painting/Drawing
Sewing and all
Basically anything creative

★·.·´¯`·.·★ ℓєαѕт fανσυяιтє αи∂ ∂ιѕℓιкєѕ ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Least Favourites

Least favourite food: Cheesecake
Least favourite drink: Green Tea
Least favourite colour: Olive
Least favourite song: Anything that's Heavy Metal or Rock
Least favourite activity: Arguing
Least favourite animal: None
Least favourite number: Thirteen
Least favourite gemstone: None; they're all amazing to her!
Least favourite flower: Again, none, since they're all so wonderful in Chimera's eyes!
Least favourite book: She is unsure
Least favourite type of music: Heavy Metal AND Rock.

Dislikes

Animal-hunting as a sport/for fun
Anti-things-that-are-totally-reasonable
Hate blogs
Arguments
Stereotypes
Aches and pains
Getting lost
Mockery
Being tricked
Having too much to handle
Science
Blood and gore
Losing a page in her book
Having no one to help her
Being sad
A lack of hygiene
Untidy places/things

★·.·´¯`·.·★ тнeмe ѕong ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Your Song - Ellie Goulding

★·.·´¯`·.·★ qυιякѕ ★·.·´¯`·.·★

She has a lisp, making her say "th" instead of "s".
She needs glasses for reading, but seemingly only reading.
She sticks her tongue out slightly when she's nervous, or possibly even flattered, and even she has no idea why.

★·.·´¯`·.·★ ρσєтяу ★·.·´¯`·.·★

"Fairest lady, in the night,
Amongst the dark you shine so bright.
Fairest lady, could it be,
That I’m for you and you’re for me?

Fairest lady, fairest of them all,
Above the rest, you stand so tall.
Fairest lady, rich in grace,
But owner of a trail that's too hard to trace.

Fairest lady, don't you weep,
No longer is it the floors you have to sweep.
Fairest lady, stay with me,
And you'll be wealthier than you could ever be.

Fairest lady, alas, I be off,
Do not fear, you shall have no loss.
Fairest lady, we shall meet once more,
And maybe it's you who'll be at my door."

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"Where the wind blows as soft as song,
Here comes the place where I belong.
Peace fills the air, not a worry in sight,
And every step of the way, a warm, tranquil light.

No darkest nights, no haunting dreams,
Such a land is perfect, or so it seems.
From experience I know, not all is so true,
And it is the eyes that are deceiving you.

Endless days, full of pleasure
Become nothing left to share and treasure.
Yet have no fear, do not cry,
Something out there will let us get by.

There is light ahead, euphoria, elation,
All we must do is evade this frustration.
Head out of the darkness, and with it, a treasure,
A gift that we shall vow to treasure forever."

★·.·´¯`·.·★ αятωσяк ★·.·´¯`·.·★

Chimera in her 'Little Miss Witch' outfit!

Chimera, dressed up how she used to dress up when she was wealthy. Where did those scars go...?

Her darkest spirit, maybe?

All that fluff!

Pchoo~

Alternative Halloween costume. 8D

"It’s a painter's interpretation of Chimera's bad time in the 'butterfly room'. It seems it's been...slightly...stained. Either that, or some wise guy decided that he'd leave some kind of chocolate on the canvas."

"It's not really well-cut, but this looks like a cut-out of you, when you were in your school preformance as...some kind of genie? You needed glasses more often then, and, you have to admit, your big red glasses really didn't go with the pink-and-yellow kind of floaty colour scheme-ish-thing."

Artwork to reflect on what Chimera generally spent her time doing in her teen years. I know she looks kind of long and slightly...broken, but that's what I intended. Not sure why, but I did. :L And yes, that was before she got her scars.

This is what Chimera was like when her mother told her that she was told that she was going to get glasses.
...Chimera...Chimera stop reading your book for baby beans. They standing right there, laughing at you. Dx

I suppose it's meant to look messy? eue'

Recoloured art. It was originally drawn for Kenna...Oh and Chimera you don't look that good in that pink hoodie. /shot Oh and she has a headband with horns on. :L

A much better fake pet, generously made for me by Vineta~! <333 Thank you so much! ;O;

Another amazing peice by Vineta! Thank you again! ♥

This picture was meant to look like she, as a child, coloured it, but didn't actually draw it. She even tried to put her own signature in the corner!

But she NEEDS it!~

Zodiac girls~!

Hey look! It's a sketchy self-portrait that Chimera did, obviously, of herself~!

A quick doodle I tried to find the time to do. Kenna's showing Chimera a drawing that she did, and Chimera...appears to be spazzing out, supposedly because it's really not that good at all. eue'
Kenna: ;-;

Lineleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees~!

"Say WUT?"

[snowykay]

Name:
Moonlight
Nick name:
Moon
Super embarrassing nick name:
Her little sister sometimes called her Loony Moony, but Moon hated that.
Gender:
Female, but an old jellybean dragon once thought she was a boy!
Tell us about when she was mistaken for a guy:
When Moon was mistaken for a guy was a laugh! She was looking through a window at some silver in a jewelry store, when an old jellybean dragon walked up to her. He asked her if she was looking at the silver rings and necklaces, and when she nodded her head yes, he asked her if she was wanting them to give to her girlfriend. Moon was starked and looked up at the jellybean dragon, who smiled slightly. He told her that she didn't need to get her girlfriend silver because she was 'a handsome enough boy as it is.' Moon just gave a quick polite nod and hurried away, not bothering to correct him. Her brother and sister teased her about it for well over a year, and Moon is still embarrassed about it to this day. She sometimes even has dreams - or nightmares, rather - about it.
Intersting.... What her most ridiculous fear:
Moon's most ridiculous fear is probably of butterflies. You see, Moon has lepidopterophobia, which is the fear of butterflies and moths. She wasn't born with it, but for some reason it developed over time. Every time she sees a butterfly or moth, she flinches or makes a small squeak. When there are lots of butterflies and they're close by, she gets really scared. You do not want to be around her when that happens.
Waffles, Why does she hate them?:
There was a time when Moon liked waffles, but never again. There are a few reasons for this. One is that when she was young, her brother snuck a beetle into her waffle, and ever since then she hardly ate waffles, and when she did, she was very hesitant. Another, bigger, reason is that when she was young, she found out that the jellybean dragons that worked in the waffle factories were underpaid by an insane amount and got no Medicare, and had almost no rights whatsoever. So Moon stopped eating waffles as a protest. She only ate one waffle from then and now, and she realized that she didn't even like the taste anymore.
When she was three she lost something important to her, What was it, what happened?:
When she was three, Moon lost her favorite book. There was one book in her family's small house. It was called Alice in Wonderland. Moon absolutely loved that book! She read part of it every night, and during her free time she tried to read as much as she could of it. She always dressed up as The Mad Hatter, Alice, or The Cheshire Cat for Halloween, and her sister, trying to follow her lead, always dressed up as The White Rabbit or some other character. What happened was that one day when her father was coming home from work, he was murdered. At his funeral, Moon, sobbing uncontrollably, put the book in his coffin with him. She knew how much he, too, had cherished the book, and she wanted him to be able to read it over and over in Heaven. She and the rest of her family had signed their names on the front of the book so he would always remember them, and Moon had the honor of placing it in the coffin with him. Moon missed her book the rest of her childhood, but shsaid to herself that her selfishness was unimportant and that with her father was where the book belonged.
She's now kind of a reble teen...Why might that be?
Moon's a bit of a rebel for a few reasons. One is because she feels that society has never done anything for her, so why be what they want her to be? Why not go her own way? Why should she basically give herself to society's control when they haven't done a thing for her? Another reason is because she's found that because no one seems to accept her ((besides her few friends)) there's no reason to be like them. No reason not to do what she wants and do her own things.
She loves silver, but she's rather poor how does she end up getting it?
Moon gets silver in a few different ways. She got a silver bracelet from a Garage Sale where for some reason it was in the 'Free Box.' She used that to trade for more with an old jellybean dragon who gave her a pair of earrings and a necklace for it. Then Moon traded the necklace for a smaller necklace and a bracelet from a thin, tall jellybean dragon. That's how she got the silver she has now.
Why is she poor?
Moon has been poor ever since her father was murdered. After then, her mother lost her job and couldn't find a new one, so their income was zero.
What jewlery does she have?
Moon doesn't have much jewelry, but she has a bit. She has a small silver necklace and bracelet set, and a pair of silver earrings with little pink gems on them. She's trying to get more, but that's all she has right now.
What tramatic experance as a kid made her afraid of Crickets:
Well, when she was young, Moon's brother was kind to her, but he still played jokes on her. Moon used to think that during Halloween night while you were sleeping, demons, ghosts, and other monsters would come into your house and if you woke up they would attack you. So on Halloween night one year, Moon fell asleep and her brother got to work. He put crickets all over his face and put fake blood across his forehead. He looked in the mirror and shivered. He looked very creepy. So then he went into Moon's room and nudged her awake. She opened her eyes, and when she saw him she screamed. Her brother got into a lot of trouble for that one.
She likes the cold, Why?
Moon likes the cold for a few reasons. One reason is because not too long ago, Moon and her sister were staying in an old abandoned shed to stay out of the snow and wind of winter. They aren't exactly sure how, but the shed caught fire. The fire spread very quickly, and Moon and her sister couldn't escape because they were surrounded by the ever-growing flames. It was only a few seconds, but it felt to them like years, until a gap in the flames appeared. Moon shoved her sister out, then followed, burning the tip of her tail. Now she likes the cold because it's the opposite of the burning warmth of the fire. Another reason why she likes the cold is because when the sun is out and its warm, there are tons of happy jellybean dragon children playing outside, giggling and laughing, which always makes Moon and her sister feel really bad and usually makes her sister cry, so Moon likes it when it's cold because there are no giggly, cheerful jellybean dragon children out to make them feel bad and make her sister cry.
How'd she get those scars?
Just about a year or so ago, Moon was out looking for a business who would hire a teenager who was just of age to work for them, when she accidentally ran into a large, muscular jellybean dragon with pierced ears, eyebrows, lips, and nose. He turned around with a start when she bumped him, and when she tried to sway sorry he got mad. Two of his friends turned to glare at her too and also started yelling insults. Moon backed away, frightened, then turned and ran. The jellybean dragons chased her for only a few moments, then let her run. But soon she has ran into something worse than tough-looking jellybean dragons. She ran into a dark alley to hide, then bumped against something and fell. It was a gate, and when she hit it it opened to reveal five giant, hungry-looking dogs. Moon squealed, turned and ran, but the dogs were quick and caught up with her quickly. Moon jumped up onto a fire escape so they couldn't reach her, but before she was all the way up, one of the dogs grabbed her from behind and stwarted dragging her down. Moon held hard onto the fire escape, but it was old and rusty. It creaked and once two more dogs had grabbed her, it fell and soon she was laying on the hard cement underneath the fallen fire escape. She heard the dogs whine, then run off, and a sudden stinging sensation ran through Moon's body. She wriggled out from under the fire escape and ran to the place where her sister was waiting. Her sister screamed ans when Moon looked at her reflection in a puddle, she felt as if she would be sick. There were scars all over her!
History
When Moon was very little, she and her family lived in a small but comfortable house. Her older brother was actually nice to her and her little sister had just been born. Her father worked as a middle school teacher, and her mother was a waitress who worked night shifts so Moon and her siblings wouldn't have to stay home alone. Moon's older brother was in elementary school and played football, while Moon was just starting preschool. Her little sister just stayed home with their mother. Life was going fine for Moon and her family, but one day while her father was coming home from work, he was murdered in cold blood by a jellybean dragon Moon had never seen before. Things went downhill from there. Her mother lost her job, and Moon's older brother started picking fights at school, and started bullying everyone he could see. Her little sister cried almost nonstop, and Moon just stayed in her room. No matter how hard Moon's mother tried to get a job, she couldn't. Finally they couldn't pay the mortgage and had to move out. They were homeless. They straggled on for a few years, barely able to feed themselves, when a nice man, who was rich beyond belief, felt pity on the family. He generously gave them five-hundred dollars, and asked Moon's mother if she wanted him to take in one of them during the daytime to teach the ways of business. Those were times where you could trust others more, so Moon's mother agreed, almost in tears from her joy. Moon immediately volunteered, but so did her older brother. Both wanted to go with the rich jellybean dragon to be taught how to be more successful. Luckily for Moon, her mother needed to keep her older brother around for purposes Moon never cared about and therefore never learned. So every day except for Saturdays and Sundays, the man teached Moon about starting a business and how to run one. Two years went by like this, then the wealthy jellybean dragon pronounced that when he was dead and gone, Moon would be the one to run his company, for he had no family or anyone to take over other than her. After that, he hired Moon's older brother to work there, for he was old enough now, and let Moon's mother and little sister stay in the guest room in his mansion. Things were looking up, but then Moon's brother grew jealous of Moon's future and he decided he wanted it for himself. The rich jellybean dragon wouldn't change his heir to her brother, however, and that got him angry. He attacked Moon, and though she fought back, he easily overpowered her. He wasn't quite sure what he was going to do, so he just kept hitting Moon and hurting her with, first, a dull nail, and second, a red-hot iron. Soon, though, the wealthy man walked into the room, and when he saw them, he pulled her brother off and burned him with the iron. He then shoved him out the door and into the guest room, where Moon told her mother what had happened. Furious, the man said that her brother was fired, to which he tried to attack the man, but to no prevail. He cast her brother out of his house, and on their own accord, Moon's mother and sister went with him. Moon was torn. She wanted to stay with the man and her family, but now she had to choose. After a long time of thinking, she decided that she would stay with the man, because her brother would most likely just try to kill her or something like that. So she parted from her family, and strayed with the man for another year. But soon he got a wife and had a son. She was still his heir, but she knew that it should be his son, not her. So when one day her little sister appeared at the door, sobbing and saying things that Moon couldn't make out, she went with her and left the man and her possible future behind. Back with her sister, Moon learned that her brother had gone to jail and that her mother had caught an illness and died. Then she learned that jellybean dragons from Child Services were trying to get her sister and take her away to an orphanage, and so now she was on the run. Moon just hugged her, told her that she would be there for her always and that it would be alright, and from then on took care of her.
Personality
Moon is a quiet, shy girl who would rather stay out of the spotlight. She would rather stay out of the crowd though, because she doesn't like crowded places, and she isn't very social. Most think she's strange, but she just wants to be normal, however hard that is. Now she avoids everyone but those who are already her friends. She likes to be alone, and for some reason that comforts her. Though she is antisocial and shy, she is very kind, generous, and gentle. She is quick to split her food in half to share with the needy, for she knows how it feels to be starving and homeless. She is one of the nicest jellybean dragons you'll ever meet...if you can get to know her.
Art
WIP
Other:
Moon doesn't live with her sister any more. Her sister got tired of living the way they did and turned herself in to Child Services. She now lives at an orphanage. Oh, and Moon's Halloween costume's coming soon!

[griffin111]

can i ask, do you perfer literature or art?
and how do you judge?

[Wileyfangs]

Uh Question...what do you do when you've reached the post limit? XD cuz uh I'm not sure how continue on my story now.
lol never mind I figured it out. :3

[hamkid]

Name:
Nick name:
Super embarrassing nick name:
Gender:
Female
Tell us about when she was mistaken for a guy:
Intersting.... What her most ridiculous fear:
Waffles, Why does she hate them?:
When she was three she lost something important to her, What was it, what happened?:
She's now kind of a reble teen...Why might that be?
She love silver, but she's rather poor how does she end up getting it?
Why is she poor?
What jewlery does she have?
What tramatic experance as a kid made her afraid of Crickets:
She likes the cold, Why?
How'd she get those scars?
History(Optional, but I love reading so take that into account)
Personality
Art
Other

I am SPARKY. I am One Jelly Bean Dragon!

Wip

[miss-the-mister]

Name:
Nick name:
Super embarrassing nick name:
Gender:
Female
Tell us about when she was mistaken for a guy:
Intersting.... What her most ridiculous fear:
Waffles, Why does she hate them?:
When she was three she lost something important to her, What was it, what happened?:
She's now kind of a reble teen...Why might that be?
She love silver, but she's rather poor how does she end up getting it?
Why is she poor?
What jewlery does she have?
What tramatic experance as a kid made her afraid of Crickets:
She likes the cold, Why?
How'd she get those scars?
History(Optional, but I love reading so take that into account)
Personality
Art
Other

[squints]

Would anyone mind if I moved the end date forward a bit? ^^'
November's so far away kljikdzst
I was thinking of ending it somewhere around October 20-27 so it still gives you a lot of time to finish you forms, I don't know, what sounds go to you guys, please PM me ^^
End date now Nov. 1st
No new forms after page twelve C:

can i ask, do you perfer literature or art?
and how do you judge?

I love both, so a nice amount that equals out would be perfect C:

and I am a weird judge, I'm very particular, if I don't like your name, I might not choose you eue
I'm super picky, Sorry it makes you nervous D:

[knifedoq]

Name: Frosted Midnight
Nick name: Midnight, Night, Frost
Super embarrassing nick name: Frosty
Gender:
Female
Tell us about when she was mistaken for a guy: Night was wlking throught the mall with her eyepaych on, not but one day after the waffle hit her in the eye. A big burly male bean walked up wiith a gang of 3 other beans. "That bean, he's got a gnarly eyepatch, I digg one of those." Night overheard, stomped over and said, at the top of her lungs: "I AM NOT A BOY"
Intersting.... What her most ridiculous fear: Her absolute greatest fear is agyrophoobia, the fear of crossing streets.
She always thinks, that whenever she crosses a street, a random car will run her over, or something.[color]
Waffles, Why does she hate them?: [color=#0080FF]Her father bean was cooking waffles, and one happened to pop out of the toaster, hitting her in the eye, and made her wear an eyepatch for a few weeks.
When she was three she lost something important to her, What was it, what happened?: Night was on her first plane ride to see her great grand motherbean, and her great grand fatherbean. Her favorite stuffed animal, a plush snake, she was dosing on, fell out of her grasp, because another baby bean stole it. She cried and said she wouldn't stop crying until they either got her a new snake, or got the old snake back to her. Her parents instead got her a sruffed cat plushy, and from then on, that was her new favorite plushy.
She's now kind of a reble teen...Why might that be?: I think, like not listening, arguing with older adult beans?
She love silver, but she's rather poor how does she end up getting it? Night has a silver mine close to her den. Every now and then, she sneaks out, and brings back ore, and makes it pure with her fire.
Why is she poor? Night's family got robbed one fateful night, and all they had of sentimental value, was stolen.
What jewlery does she have? She has her homemade silver earings, and a saphire necklace, her secret admirer gave her at school.
What tramatic experance as a kid made her afraid of Crickets: She was playing with her friends, and Mango said "Close your eyes and hold out your hand." She obeyed. Ther was a felling of tickling, and wen she looked down at her paws, she saw on huge, fat, hairy cricket, seemingly smiling up and her. When she understood what happened, she screeched at the top of her lungs, and ran off crying.
She likes the cold, Why? She's lived in the north her whole life, sooo, yeah. Everyone else thinks she's crazy, but no.
How'd she get those scars? Night got into a fight with a friend of hers, and she also broke a few bones in the process.
History
Personality Night is sassy, and she stands up for herself, and others. She can't stand beans being mean to other beans, and she lets her anger out by drawing.
Art
Costume on the way!
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Other Accsessories: One silver hoop earring, and two silver studs in each ear, and a pale blue saphire nacklace.

[windyboy]

Name:
Robin.

Not really fitting though, with all her gloomy dark colors, right? Ah well, her mom was colorblind and thought she was dark grey and red.
Nick name:
Blackbird.

A play on her being named after a bird, her brothers decided this was a more fitting avian.
Super embarrassing nick name:
Batboy.

Her brothers are also big fans of Batman, and Robin's original name was Batboy. She absolutely hates this, cause it reminds her of the time she got mistaken for a boy. Plus, bats are weirdos.
Gender:
Female. Herp a derp! Of course I'm a girl!

Size:
Bull mastiff size, give or take a few inches.

Tell us about when she was mistaken for a guy:
Urg, Robin really didn't want to talk about that. Whatever, here goes nothing.

It was Halloween night, on a night much like tonight's night.... (see what I did there?) Robin was gallivanting around with her buddies, trick-or-treating at every house, no matter how scary. She was dressed up like a zombie and had gone all out. Robin was splattered with fake blood and was wearing a gory dark green mask. She and her little group had just walked up to a really scary house, complete with ghosts, ghouls, and skeletons. Robin approached the door and rang it,

Interesting.... What her most ridiculous fear:
Elevators! She has no reason to be scared of them, but for some reason she just can't get herself on one. She says that it's just the freaky g-force that you feel when it's moving, but secretly she's afraid that the buttons will stop working and she'll get stuck and run out of oxygen. Really, it's not that probable, but Robin remembers seeing it happen on a favorite sitcom of hers, and now she's petrified! Robin admits it's a little silly, but you can never be too careful.

Waffles, Why does she hate them?:
When Robin was just a little hatchling, she saw a commercial for frozen waffles and decided to make her own. So, she got out her mom's waffle iron and made some tasty batter (sour cream, peanut butter, and egg nog). When she poured it into the mold, the nasty concoction just went up in flames and poured out smoke and filled up basically the whole house. It even set off the sprinklers and the fire department showed up. It was such a disaster, she ran crying to her mom and wouldn't stop until they threw away the waffle maker. Her mother bought a toaster to replace it, made homemade bread, ten toasted it. Little Robin ate some toast with strawberry jelly and felt much better. To this day, that experience makes her hate waffles and love toast.

When she was three she lost something important to her, What was it, what happened?:
When robin was teenager, she got a pet gecko. He was super cute, and she took great care of him. His name was Floyd, and she even got him a little collar with his name on it. Once when they were out on a walk (Yep. She took him for walks.), a young JBD walked up to them. The little bean thought Floyd was very cute and started petting him and making kissy faces and talking baby talk. Robin was a little taken aback, and started jingling the leash to make Floyd come.

She's now kind of a rebel teen...Why might that be?

She loves silver, but she's rather poor so how does she end up getting it?


Why is she poor?


What jewelry does she have?


What traumatic experience as a kid made her afraid of Crickets:
Remember Floyd, her pet gecko that got stolen by a meanie? Well, geckos eat crickets. At first, Robin totally didn't mind transporting the crickets from their box to Floyd's cage. He was hungry, so she had to feed him. It was a little gross, but she could handle it. Well, her three brothers got the idea to scare her once. So they waited until she was asleep, then dumped the entire box on her. (She had just taken a trip to the pet store to buy more, so she had almost 100 crickets in there.)

She likes the cold, Why?

How'd she get those scars?
"Robin, help!"

The Jellybean Dragon had just walked through the front doors of high school when she heard a call for help. A large group was gathered around two beans. One was light blue, the other was big and dark maroon with an intricate yellow pattern on its neck. The red one was smiling cruelly at the other, which was backed up against the locker wall. Blane and Cobra(fictional bean alert!). That jerk was hurting her best friend! Robin thought. She dropped her backpack and hurried toward them, lips curled in an angry snarl. "Get away from her!" Robin growled at the bully, her midnight fur bristling. Cobra sneered at her, shifting his attention from cowering Blane to Robin. "And who's gonna stop me?

History


Personality
Robin is very touchy. Get on her bad side, and she'll hate you forever. Get on her good side, though, and she'll be loyal to you and make sure no one ever hurts you. She's a very good friend, and she loves to party whenever.

Art
Coming soon!
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