This is a must-get. I shall put all of my effort into my form: he is absolutely beautiful.
|| ιcιcℓє ||
''Live on happiness, be with happiness, enjoy happiness.'' ~Icicle
::U.s.e.r.n.a.m.e::
''My owner's name is Darkbraken.''
::J.B.D N.a.m.e::
''My name is Icicle.''
::N.i.c.k.n.a.m.e::
''If you want, you can call me Ici or Ice for short.''
::G.e.n.d.e.r::
''I'm a male.''
::A.g.e::
''What does it look like? I'm one year old at the moment.''
::M.a.t.e::
''I don't have one... and I'm not interested in one.''
::T.h.e.m.e S.o.n.g
''Life is Beautiful'' by Sixx:A.M.
Lyrics;;
You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie
You can't breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
I know some things that you don't
I've done things that you won't
There's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home
I was waiting for my hearse
What came next was so much worse
It took a funeral to make me feel alive
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
Alive...
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
::F.a.v.o.r.i.t.e.s::
Season; Winter
Sport; Sledding
Game; Checkers
Drink; Hot Cocoa
Food; Ice
Color; Snow blue
Song; ''Hold On'' by tobyMac
::W.h.y I W.a.n.t H.i.m::
There are plenty of reasons of why I want him. Well, he reminds me of snow, skiing, and winter. Skiing is my favorite sport, and I love winter, as so I love the cold. To be reminded of this things makes me grin, it makes me happy. Very happy. I also love blue, especially light blue; it's my favorite color! He is very unique, and at first sight, I fell in love. Ever since I learned of JBDs, I've always wanted one. I understand that when you lose, you lose, and you have to move on. The things you win in life cost you for the things you would rather have, and you end up losing with another thing. And every time it breaks my heart to see the beautiful adoptable to go to someone else, yet at the same time, I feel happy for them: they got what they wanted, they are happy. That's what matters.
::W.h.e.r.e I'll U.s.e H.i.m::
I will use him in the Jellybean Dragon Role-play, and I'll add him to my Charrie Thread, which you can see in my siggie. I will also use him in my stories, which I love to write. This JBD will not collect to dust, not until I leave Chicken Smoothie, and even then, I'll give Icicle to someone else to use and cherish. I'll draw him in my art, especially my traditional art. I will make sure he is used well and becomes a well-made character.
::P.e.r.s.o.n.a.l.i.t.y::
Icicle is quite kind, and you always see a grin on his face. Now, if you didn't see a grin on his face, you better be worried. Because he is about to blow with sadness, or, blow with anger. I have warned you: If he blows, he'll blow like a bomb, don't tell me I didn't warn you. It is also unusual if he doesn't laugh every 2 hours at least. You get the point? I hope so, or you're in trouble.
He dreams of having big wings like real Dragons. He has a great imagination, and is very athletic and lazy at the same time, as in ''lazy'', as the aspect of learning/doing things he doesn't want to. He is easy going, and it's very simple to become friends with him. To keep you in notice, he is one of the very few JBDs who hate sweet food and junk food. Instead, he loves bitter food, and so you aren't misunderstood, he still likes sweet drinks. He loves to drink all kinds of beverages, but he doesn't enjoy to eat food as much, he only eats it to live. Now, I know he is different from most JBDs because of this, but in his aspect, different is good and a prized honor.
He often tries to stop bullying, and hates to see others crying. When his friends or relatives are sad, he is sad. It is a simple aspect to react this way, but it always affects him greatly. He never wants to hurt anyone in any way, and if he did, it was an incident. He loves all types of music, and enjoys to listen to more soft music, but he also likes SOME harder music, like ''The River'' by Good Charlotte. He also enjoys to read, and especially likes the Warriors series, Ga'Hoole series, and the Inheritance series. He also loves to draw in the snow, and talk poems to himself, found off the top of his head. Well, now, if this went on, you'd be reading for around 30 hours.. so I think that would be enough, after all^^. (Icicle is a very complex JBD.)
::W.e.a.k.n.e.s.s.e.s & S.k.i.l.l.s::
Icicle is an overall outstanding swimmer, no other Jellybean Dragon could beat him in a swimming race! Besides that, he is very fast. If you looked away for a second, he would be gone and standing behind you! (I exaggerated a bit there. :P) Well, er, basically, he is great a sports, including climbing.
Of course, he isn't the miss-perfect kind of Jellybean Dragon, he has weaknesses, and he is proud to state them. Yes, since he is so lazy he doesn't even bother learning how to hunt. And, also, because he is lazy AGAIN (he is quite lazy), he doesn't bother learning how to fight. So, then, he could barely swipe you with a paw. Mhm... and he is proud to state this.
::H.i.s.t.o.r.y::
Icicle had a terribly rough history, for such a bright character. Back in around the time of his birth, he was nasty and regretful, self-centered and poisonous. Even at such a young age, he snapped at others, yelling baby gibberish. His Mom and Dad where worried and stressed over him. One day, due to over-stress after a horrible day of Ici screaming and yelling and even swearing to his farther, his farther died. Ice was shocked from his father's death, and his world had went plain white and meaningless. At the funeral of his father, he felt alive. He opened his eyes, and saw what he did. He saw pain and sadness, yet happiness and rebirth. That whole first two months of his life was disaster, and the whole time he was blind from the true life. On his father's funeral it had been winter, and when he looked out the window, he was struck with awe. He had thought, How could I have been so blind? Why didn't I see that life was so beautiful... He was sad for father, angry at his actions, and happy for the realization of the world. In those mingled emotions and tears, his life changed forever...
Forever.
::S.t.o.r.y::
A grin was on his face as he ran along the streets of town. It was winter, and this winter was full fledged: snow covering the streets, ice slacked over metal and some parts of the cement, and water dripping from many places. He glanced toward the hard, smelly, black cement road. A large snowplow truck was driving along it, pushing aside tons of snow. Over to the left, at the park, he could already imagine kids skiing on the small slopes of the hills that were there. There was never much more than greens to ski on in the winter. Sledding was more common, and at that thought, he began to change his course to the park.
His paws sprang along on the cobblestone path, as he quickly increased his speed. Icicle made his way to a bush were he hid his sled. With a soft thud, his old red sled plopped down and was already beginning to slide down the hill. He growled with amusement and picked up the sled with his jaws. He charged up onto the largest hill and placed his sled down.
Icicle lowered himself into the sled. He adjusted into speed position: paws laid down so his head could rest on them, his body completely flat with his tail streaming out behind him. With a wiggle of his body, the sled began to slowly slide down, at first slow, then began to gain speed rapidly. He smiled as he skimmed across the powder, snow flying up at his wake. A bit farther down a few kids were blocking his path: one was harrying a smaller kid, and the smaller kid was yelling and crying. Once he reached them, they quickly broke up, and the kid stopped crying and smiled at him. Icicle smiled back, pleased that he broke up the argument.
As he reached the bottom of the hill, the sled skidded across unexpected ice, swirling in circles, and he let out a woah-woah-woah! sound. As it stopped at the edge of the park, he out of his tuck and stood up. He picked up the sled with his jaw and put it back in the bush for safekeeping. As soon as he did that, he laughed with joy. Life couldn't get better.
::A.r.t::
''I finished one piece so far;''
''And here is another piece of art from my working...''
''Also here is an digital piece of art: Oekaki Art.''
|| ιcιcℓє ||
''Live on happiness, be with happiness, enjoy happiness.'' ~Icicle
::U.s.e.r.n.a.m.e::
''My owner's name is Darkbraken.''
::J.B.D N.a.m.e::
''My name is Icicle.''
::N.i.c.k.n.a.m.e::
''If you want, you can call me Ici or Ice for short.''
::G.e.n.d.e.r::
''I'm a male.''
::A.g.e::
''What does it look like? I'm one year old at the moment.''
::M.a.t.e::
''I don't have one... and I'm not interested in one.''
::T.h.e.m.e S.o.n.g
''Life is Beautiful'' by Sixx:A.M.
Lyrics;;
You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie
You can't breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
I know some things that you don't
I've done things that you won't
There's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home
I was waiting for my hearse
What came next was so much worse
It took a funeral to make me feel alive
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
Alive...
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
Just open your eyes
Just open your eyes
And see that life is beautiful.
Will you swear on your life,
That no one will cry at my funeral?
::F.a.v.o.r.i.t.e.s::
Season; Winter
Sport; Sledding
Game; Checkers
Drink; Hot Cocoa
Food; Ice
Color; Snow blue
Song; ''Hold On'' by tobyMac
::W.h.y I W.a.n.t H.i.m::
There are plenty of reasons of why I want him. Well, he reminds me of snow, skiing, and winter. Skiing is my favorite sport, and I love winter, as so I love the cold. To be reminded of this things makes me grin, it makes me happy. Very happy. I also love blue, especially light blue; it's my favorite color! He is very unique, and at first sight, I fell in love. Ever since I learned of JBDs, I've always wanted one. I understand that when you lose, you lose, and you have to move on. The things you win in life cost you for the things you would rather have, and you end up losing with another thing. And every time it breaks my heart to see the beautiful adoptable to go to someone else, yet at the same time, I feel happy for them: they got what they wanted, they are happy. That's what matters.
::W.h.e.r.e I'll U.s.e H.i.m::
I will use him in the Jellybean Dragon Role-play, and I'll add him to my Charrie Thread, which you can see in my siggie. I will also use him in my stories, which I love to write. This JBD will not collect to dust, not until I leave Chicken Smoothie, and even then, I'll give Icicle to someone else to use and cherish. I'll draw him in my art, especially my traditional art. I will make sure he is used well and becomes a well-made character.
::P.e.r.s.o.n.a.l.i.t.y::
Icicle is quite kind, and you always see a grin on his face. Now, if you didn't see a grin on his face, you better be worried. Because he is about to blow with sadness, or, blow with anger. I have warned you: If he blows, he'll blow like a bomb, don't tell me I didn't warn you. It is also unusual if he doesn't laugh every 2 hours at least. You get the point? I hope so, or you're in trouble.
He dreams of having big wings like real Dragons. He has a great imagination, and is very athletic and lazy at the same time, as in ''lazy'', as the aspect of learning/doing things he doesn't want to. He is easy going, and it's very simple to become friends with him. To keep you in notice, he is one of the very few JBDs who hate sweet food and junk food. Instead, he loves bitter food, and so you aren't misunderstood, he still likes sweet drinks. He loves to drink all kinds of beverages, but he doesn't enjoy to eat food as much, he only eats it to live. Now, I know he is different from most JBDs because of this, but in his aspect, different is good and a prized honor.
He often tries to stop bullying, and hates to see others crying. When his friends or relatives are sad, he is sad. It is a simple aspect to react this way, but it always affects him greatly. He never wants to hurt anyone in any way, and if he did, it was an incident. He loves all types of music, and enjoys to listen to more soft music, but he also likes SOME harder music, like ''The River'' by Good Charlotte. He also enjoys to read, and especially likes the Warriors series, Ga'Hoole series, and the Inheritance series. He also loves to draw in the snow, and talk poems to himself, found off the top of his head. Well, now, if this went on, you'd be reading for around 30 hours.. so I think that would be enough, after all^^. (Icicle is a very complex JBD.)
::W.e.a.k.n.e.s.s.e.s & S.k.i.l.l.s::
Icicle is an overall outstanding swimmer, no other Jellybean Dragon could beat him in a swimming race! Besides that, he is very fast. If you looked away for a second, he would be gone and standing behind you! (I exaggerated a bit there. :P) Well, er, basically, he is great a sports, including climbing.
Of course, he isn't the miss-perfect kind of Jellybean Dragon, he has weaknesses, and he is proud to state them. Yes, since he is so lazy he doesn't even bother learning how to hunt. And, also, because he is lazy AGAIN (he is quite lazy), he doesn't bother learning how to fight. So, then, he could barely swipe you with a paw. Mhm... and he is proud to state this.
::H.i.s.t.o.r.y::
Icicle had a terribly rough history, for such a bright character. Back in around the time of his birth, he was nasty and regretful, self-centered and poisonous. Even at such a young age, he snapped at others, yelling baby gibberish. His Mom and Dad where worried and stressed over him. One day, due to over-stress after a horrible day of Ici screaming and yelling and even swearing to his farther, his farther died. Ice was shocked from his father's death, and his world had went plain white and meaningless. At the funeral of his father, he felt alive. He opened his eyes, and saw what he did. He saw pain and sadness, yet happiness and rebirth. That whole first two months of his life was disaster, and the whole time he was blind from the true life. On his father's funeral it had been winter, and when he looked out the window, he was struck with awe. He had thought, How could I have been so blind? Why didn't I see that life was so beautiful... He was sad for father, angry at his actions, and happy for the realization of the world. In those mingled emotions and tears, his life changed forever...
Forever.
::S.t.o.r.y::
A grin was on his face as he ran along the streets of town. It was winter, and this winter was full fledged: snow covering the streets, ice slacked over metal and some parts of the cement, and water dripping from many places. He glanced toward the hard, smelly, black cement road. A large snowplow truck was driving along it, pushing aside tons of snow. Over to the left, at the park, he could already imagine kids skiing on the small slopes of the hills that were there. There was never much more than greens to ski on in the winter. Sledding was more common, and at that thought, he began to change his course to the park.
His paws sprang along on the cobblestone path, as he quickly increased his speed. Icicle made his way to a bush were he hid his sled. With a soft thud, his old red sled plopped down and was already beginning to slide down the hill. He growled with amusement and picked up the sled with his jaws. He charged up onto the largest hill and placed his sled down.
Icicle lowered himself into the sled. He adjusted into speed position: paws laid down so his head could rest on them, his body completely flat with his tail streaming out behind him. With a wiggle of his body, the sled began to slowly slide down, at first slow, then began to gain speed rapidly. He smiled as he skimmed across the powder, snow flying up at his wake. A bit farther down a few kids were blocking his path: one was harrying a smaller kid, and the smaller kid was yelling and crying. Once he reached them, they quickly broke up, and the kid stopped crying and smiled at him. Icicle smiled back, pleased that he broke up the argument.
As he reached the bottom of the hill, the sled skidded across unexpected ice, swirling in circles, and he let out a woah-woah-woah! sound. As it stopped at the edge of the park, he out of his tuck and stood up. He picked up the sled with his jaw and put it back in the bush for safekeeping. As soon as he did that, he laughed with joy. Life couldn't get better.
::A.r.t::
''I finished one piece so far;''
''And here is another piece of art from my working...''
''Also here is an digital piece of art: Oekaki Art.''
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