[Fawkes-Rinzler]

ShadowedNight, I just wanted to say that I borrowed someone else's lines, but I got there permission! If you want, I can put in the PM! I don't want another accident like the one before.

If you want me to edit anything, I can

[Zala]

Username:
Zala
JBD Gender:
Male
JBD Name:
Lucan
JBD Personality:
Lucan is funloving and sweet. He loves to play with everyone, and he often looks on the bright side of things. If anyone hurts or insults his friends, he will personally confront them. He doesn't mind if he doesn't get a girl, all he cares about is having fun with his friends. His friends are both genders, girls and guys. He jokes around through the day, and occasionally makes comics. He's laid back and thinks he will conquer any challenges. When he's in the face of danger, he shows extreme courage and bravery. He would do anything to ensure his friends' safety, even if that means giving up his own safety. He's not a morning person and can snap if he's really grumpy.
Art:

Story:
Lucan woke up and rubbed his eyes sleepily. He stayed in bed and rolled over, thinking,"Just another twenty minutes!" He fell asleep, to wake up five minutes later from his phone ringing madly. He groaned and picked it up. It was Rose(Not a real JBD!).
He held it to his ear and said,"What is it?! You know I'm not a morning dragon!"
"Oh, dragon up!" Rose replied.
"WHAT IS IT?!" Lucan shouted into the phone.
"I wanted to ask you if you wanted to meet up with me and Jake!" Rose protested, and you could hear her jerk her phone from her ear as he shouted.
"No. I'm tired!" Lucan said stubbornly.
"Luc-"Rose siad but was cut off as Lucan hung up.
"Well that takes care of Rose!" He said and pulled his blanket over his head, gently falling asleep.

A gigantic cat came ever closer as he struggled out of a pot of honey. "NO! DON'T EAT ME! I'M A CREATURE, NOT HONEY! PLEASE!" He shrieked, pulling one paw up out of the honey and hooking it over the rim of the pot. He did the same with the other paw. He pulled with all of his might, and dragged his whole body onto the rim. Gasping for breath, he stared and the large cat who was now only a couple of yards away. He bunched up his muscles, ready to jump off of the pot, when he realized how tall the pot was. Closing his eyes, he jumped off.
Expecting a sickening thud and a lot of broken bones, he opened his eyes. But he couldn't believe them. He was on a mound of fluffy, floating cotton... otherwise called a cloud. He blinked in surprise, then looked below. He was getting farther and farther away from the ground. He sat down on the cloud, patiently waiting for the ride to end. A large falcon came into view, and he waved at it.
It shrieked loudly back and began lowering its legs from its body... wait, he had seen that on falcon documentaries, that meant they were going to attack! He yelped and ran around the rim of the cloud helplessly. What was he to do? The golden falcon was now gaining on him, getting faster and faster as it flew forward.
He gulped and looked desperately for something that might help him. He saw another fluffy cloud farther down in the sky, and managed a leap of faith from his cloud to the next. It turned out the falcon was not aiming for him, but rather a large mouse that was on the cloud too. He wiped the sweat off of his forehead and sighed,"Phew! That was close!"

Lucan jerked awake at that precise moment. His blanket was drenched in nervous sweat. He muttered,"Ew!" And he flung the blanket off of the bed. He called Rose back,"Hey, when do you want to meet up?"
"Wha- okay, meet us at noon!" Rose stammered, surprised at his change of mind.

[bake4u]

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[Fawkes-Rinzler]

Um, when was this being judged again? I totally forgot about it XD

[tuna]

After I get a couple more... :3

[Fawkes-Rinzler]

bump!!

[lavender.]

Username:
spαrrσw_вlσssσm

JBD Gender:
Male

JBD Name:
Scribble

JBD Personality:
Scribble is an artsy kind of guy - but he's also a perfectionist/OCD. He spends hours and hours perfecting his work alone and making sure every detail is right. The two may not seem to mix, but it does for him. Scribble's favorite medium is paint. He's just a living paradox. He is sort of a recluse. He rarely goes to any event with other JBD's. It seems pointless to him; why waste time making small talk when he could be finishing an artwork? He can make fantastic artworks using his paws, and he even used his tail for a brush once [and then scrubbed it furiously afterward]. He's very careful not to get any medium anywhere, especially if he's inside a home.

Art:
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=30&t=1232699
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=30&t=1233344
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=30&t=1234830

Story:
Scribble started out as a normal Jelly Bean Dragon - in an egg. As a child, Scribble was energetic and eager to learn, as are all children. He loved to discover new things and meet new people. He was very sociable. But the thing he loved most of all was art. He could finish off a pack of crayons in no time at all, and his living space was filled with ananormous amount of paper. He drew on anything he could: papers, notebooks, canvases when his owner bought them, sidewalks [with chalk, of course], or any other support. One fateful day, though, he decided to draw on a forbidden surface - the walls.

Scribble's owner was a kind, loving owner. He loved his Jelly Bean Dragons, but he also prized his house. He was an interior decorator* and spent a lot of time on his house. It was beautifully furnished. Scribble, being the naive youngster he was, thought one day the the walls were a little drab with just one color. So what did he do?
He splashed paint onto them.
Thre was paint everywhere. The carpets, his fur, and most of all, the walls. Scribble's owner was livid. He screamed until his throat was sore. Scribble hid under a paint-covered table as if it could shield him fro mthe verbal lashing. He had never heard such words used before in his life. When his owner was done, he walked away. muttering to himself. The next day he brought Scribble to the adoption center. 'I don't want him anymore' was his only reason. Scribble was heart broken, and since then had been extremely cautious in his art. It took him a long time, nearly a year and a half, to even look at an easel.

*I wasn't so sure about this, but if there's a problem with me giving a personality to his past owner, please let me know! :3

[lavender.]

Bump! :3

[January]

Username: Meowmers

JBD Gender: Female

JBD Name: Tara

JBD Personality: Tara is very sweet and kind. She likes being around other JBD's and eating kiwis

Art:

Story: Tara was sitting in her room, just haning out when suddenly a bird flew into her window. 'This is absurd,' she said and went to go check on it. She called up her friend Jarlsburg to birng it to a bird hospital and the bird got better.

[Fawkes-Rinzler]

After I get a couple more... :3

Oh! Is this gonna be judged now :3