[Ashenjay]

Oh really? <3
Then I might apply, depending on what happens to the JBD I'm currently trying out for ^w^~

[Deadly Nightshade]

Okay! Yay!
BTW, i will put hex codes up in a sec...:3

[luthor]

Name:



I Would Name this Girl Banphrionsa Lilac it means Princess Lilac In irish. i thought i'd try this girls name in Irish. My other.



A little Bit of Info On Lilac:



Her full name is Banphrionsa Lilac, but we just call her Lilac. Her real name is only Lilac, but this girl is special. She is an Irish Princess. She gets treated very well in her palace.She lives with Her Mother, na Banríona Rose (Queen Rose) And Her Father, Rí Bairre (King Bairre).



Gender:



Female. :3




Story:










[color=#BF80FF]Art:



Here it Is~:

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In this picture Lilac is Holding up her paw and just being her cute self. <3



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And in this picture Lilac is just getting some nice fresh air outside :3

[Deadly Nightshade]

Yay! Looks great!

[Potassium]

I looked at this JBD and died. I've been waiting for a pretty purple one. You made my dreams come true. I'm not going to try though. I'm wait for Guest Artist Slots.

[Deadly Nightshade]

D'aww, thankyou!

[luthor]

Unfortunately I can't finish my form today. I didn't think I'd get back so late. (its late where i am anyways) I will finish it sometime tomorrow ^^

[Ashenjay]

Z A A N E

~'Z' For punkish
'AA' For being so special
'NE' For feminine feel~




{Curiosity kills a cat,
And perhaps ruins a JBD
Unfortunately that is me.

I never knew,
That they were the devils
I only wished to know their ways.

Some say it is too late,
But no, I still have hope.

Name:
Zaane



Reason?
Just because.
Zaane doesn't really have a straightforward meaning to it, it is just an original name I thought of. The 'z' is there to show that she is no 'ordinary' jellybean dragon, with a punk-like streak to her otherwise calm and naive personality. The double a makes her name even more special, and there is an e at the end to show that she has a feminine side :3 Hope that makes sense.
Basically her name reflects who she is, and her personality when seen from quite a deep perspective ^^



Why I want her:
If you stalk my posts you will find that most of my writing is done with this color, BF80FF. Purple has always been an appealing, lovely shade for me <3
I had fallen for this JBD- She had so much 'potential' inside her design. Plus, when you added her acessries, I admit, I was shocked at first. Piercings!
I was no fan of piercings or stuff befor now, but the morem I stare at them, the more I fall for this dear. She seems as a punk, but not a bad one, just a young girl who is confused.
Tht will be explained throughout the 'story' part. :3

I was so envious of people with Jellybean dragons. They seemed to have a strong, loving bond with their dragons...and I've yet to find one. Then I stumbled upon this...and...and she is perfect. Like I mentioned abovee Purple is one of my favorite colors. Silver and white, too, are some of my favorites, and the nice and gentle, yet slightly punky? style her design is is astonishingly beautiful.
Thank you so much for this chance! <3



Gender: Female

Interests;;

Subject:
-Astronomy

Time:
-Twilight

Days:
-Easter
-Christmas
-Birthdays

Flowers:
-Violets
-Lilacs

Art:
-Murals
-Watercolor

Books:
-Fantasy novels
(about dragons!)

Poems:
-Long ones about loooove

Personality:

~Curious~

Zaane wants to experience everything in the world. Her love for anything new and unique; ideas, beings, creatures and so on- makes her an extremely adventurous and curious young JBD. This can lead to unstoppable trouble which involves up to moral problems on her poor young soul at times, that is why you cannot say Zaane is exactly 'Carefree' and has a rather darker nature to her otherwise curious and flawless personality.

~Pure (Gullible)~
Before AND after the major keypont in her life, which is explained in the 'Story' part, she is relatively pure. She evades swearing or harming another JBD, or even a fly- as long as she is 'herself' and not 'corrpted' by other people's opinions. Perhaps, the fact that she easily wavers at other's thougts is because of her 'purity in nature'; she trusts everybody so much and thins everybody's idea are wonderful and amazing that she can't tell the difference bewteen good and bad. Well, that's before the incident...

~Righteous~
This diretly contradicts with the above statement. This personality trait has always remained insid her, she just didn't know it was. After the incient she becomes sure of her decisoins- what is good, and what is bad. She is no longer fooled by evil plots or ideas, she knows what is morally correct and will always stick to the 'correct' side and never be wavered into evil. Sadly, this comes from a very unpleasant experience which effected her permanently.

~Thoughtful~
She ponders a lot- "What's the meaning of good and evil? Is having 'fun' a bad thing? What do my parents think? Am I doing the right thing? Have I...changed?"
All of them have a good reason, actually, and it is partially her fault for getting into situations where a lot of thinking is necessary. However this makes her wise with her decisions and confident with them, and good at giving advices to others.

Dislikes;;
Subject:
-MATH
"It's hard!"

Time:
-Midnight
"I'm reminded of the gangs"

Days:
-All days are awesome.

Flowers:
-Roses...
"They've got THORNS"

Art:

-None
"I love all art!"

Books:
-War history books

Poems:
-BORING STUFF

Story:
Basic plot- she is born as a loved, sweet, gentle girl. However she meets some punky bad kids, and because of her innocence and everlasting curiosity, she is lured over and has 'fun' playing with them. Soon, though, she realizes they are a bad influence and runs away. Now they are her enemy, nothing else. Zaane plans to live a new life, free from evil.

Part 1: Birth
"Look at this, dear, what a lovely little egg," Murmured the mother softly. She looked down at the beautiful lavender egg with white stripes going through it with gentle beauty.

"My dear, this is a beautiful one. Our child will surely be a darling," her mate said warmly.
Crack. Craa-aack.
Days later, the egg finally cracked open, revealing a tiny form of a female Jellybean dragon. Her fur was fluffy and purple, with swirly streaks of white through her silky lavender coloring.
"She is beautiful!" exclaimed her mother. "I will name her 'Zaane.'
"Why so? Isn't Lavender or Gentleness better names for our daughter?" questioned the baby's father in wonder.
"Zaane has many meanings," said his wife with a smile. "Zaane will find out its true meaning as she grows up. I know she will."

Part 2: Toddler
"Ooh! Mother, look at this!" giggled Zaane. She was a lovely sweet child, as delicate as lavender and as eager as a honeybee, with a happy face full of mirth and pure delightment.
"What is it?" asked her mother with a smile.
"It's a flower! And it is very, very pretty. I think it will adorn you well!"
with that, the little JBD Put the flower on her mother's paws, urging her to use it. Her mother smiled at her daughter.
"My dear Zaane. Grow up well and live a happy life."
"Okay, mother!" promised Zaane sincerely. "I will!"

Sadly she didn't get to keep this promise- at least for a while.

Anyways. Later on the day, Zaane saw a group of other JBD children.
"Oh! Mother! Look- friends!"
"Yes, they're friends,"
"Then may I please, please go and play with them? Please, mother? They are having so much fun!"
Her mother nuzzled her affectionatley. "Sure you may, my precious flower. Go on."
And that's how days passed by.

Part three: Childhood
"Daddy?"
It was late night. Zaane's father stared out the window, his eyes hollow.
"Yes, Zaane?"
"Where's mother? I miss her. Where did she go?"
Her father closed his eyes. He shook his head, slowly; he couldn't believe it himself, that...that...
"She left."
"Left? To where? Why didn't she bring me along the way?" Zaane protested, starting to become severely annoyed. She wanted to see her mother. Now.
"She went somewhere dangerous. She wanted you to come way, way later."
"Dangerous! Is she going to get hurt? What if she goes into an accident?" Zaane was now sick with worry.
"No, no, it's perfectly safe for her. Dont worry, she is having fun and peace there."
Finally Zaane sighed, and gave in. "Okay. When is she coming back?"
"She...she isn't coming back."

Yes.
Zaane's mother, no matter how much Zaane'sfather tried to hide the fact from his precious daughter, was indeed dead.
The reasons? She was happily walking, thinking about Zaane's future, when a mislead car hit her on the road. Yes, it was driven by, obviously, humans. They didn't have that intention, it was just an accident.
At leaest she died without pain.

"Daddy, I'm bored." complained Zaane. "Can I call mother?"
"There's no way, Zaane..."
"Oh okay."
Unlike her younger days, Zaane went through a relatively dark childhood. She no longer had a mother to greet her when she came back fom anywhere, nobody to advise her well, nobody to laugh at her silly little jokes. Her father was a wonderful father, but he was more of a gentleman than an exciting friend like Zaane's mother had been.
At night, Zaane's father would here her talk in her sleep.
"Mom..mom! I missed you so much!"
and his heart would ache so much. He was glad, however, that Zaane was still quite optimistic,trusting, and a lovely child.

Part 4: Teen
Some turn rebellious during their teen times for really, no specific reason.
Zaane, at first, was not of that kind. The only thing that chnged about her was her age and just a simple sense of logic and her size, nothing more. She followed her father loyally and was always bright and spirited. As time passed, she missed her mother, but the pain and shock lessened.
All that would change one day.
"Father, I'll be right back." she said one day. She just wanted to go for a walk. Her father nodded, and said goodbye. It was just a normal day.

Outside, Zaane heard a rustling noise.
"Who's there?" she asked curiously. "Please show yourself?"
Then silence.
She frowned, then wandered into the dark alleys, wondering who had made the sound. "Is anybody there?" she called several times. No reply came, and she sighed and decided to give up when-

"Hello," came a voice. Sly. Calculating. Evil.
But, of course, gullible Zaane didn't know that. "Oh hello!" she said brightly, turning around. The speaker was another JBD (obviously) and had slitted eyes, and quite a ridiculous amount of piercings on one ear, with scars over his body. Zaane felt a wave of fear, but at the same time, curiosity.
"Nice to meet you sir."
The JBD burst out laughing. "Ha! Sir! That's the most silliest comment I've heard in my life!" he laughed. He laughed, and laughed, until Zaane was staring at him.
"I'm Zaane. Who are you?"
"You don't need to know my name...but, I can tell you, I've lived in the streets for as long as I remember. You asked who I WAS, not what my NAME is. Ha. Some JBDs make the stupid mistake of confusing the name and the being."
"Erm...okay. Where did you get those piercings?"
"From many places. Sometimes I make them. Sometimes I find them. Sometimes others give them to me."
"Others!"
"Yes, others. Follow me, I will let you meet them...it depends on your luck if they like you or not, though." said hte stranger with an odd sense of menace.
Zaane did not notice, and was just eager to meet new friends. "Thank you!"
They walked through, going deeper and deeper into the alley, to meet a group of ragged other JBDs.
Everybody had a strange, dark glint of slyness and calculation in their ominous eyes, and many had scars, piercings, or just signs of rebellions against the society and-well, they were gangsters.
"Nice to meet you," said Zaane brightly. "Hello to all!"
The JBDs stared at her, and exchanged looks. Then-
"Welcome,"
They said together. "Now w'ell show you what's REAL FUN in this world..."
"Fun..."

So she played with them. Almost every day, she told her dad she was going off to meet some friends- yes, that was true, but her father never knew which 'friends' exactly she was meeting. Zaane had fun at first. She loved the shrill freedom she felt when hanging out with the odd JBDs, and they seemed so cool and amazing.
But then she realized- they were...wrong.
They stole things from others. They spoke using swear words. Zaane grew more and more uncomfortable, but they told her that this was 'normal' and all right.
She then thought- "Yeah, they're right. I was the weirdo." And went around them even more.
Her father started to notice the subtle difference which happened on his daughter.
"Dear, what's the matter?"
Normal Zaane would have answered- "Nothing's wrong, father, don't worry." But now she answered 'There's no trouble, okay??"
He was startled and deeply saddened.
"I know something's going on."
"No. There's nothing going on." she replied with a flick of her long purple tail. "See you later, dad."



Art:



->By Bunbunny <333 thank you so much!


The dividers are also art, mad by me solely for this purpose :3
And please look at the art which I used to decorate the story ^^

TRIVIA! FAQ;
Q; If you were human, what country would you like to live in?
A; I want to travel everywhere...but perhaps I'd enjoy Denmark!

Q; If you were human, how would you look like?
A; Perhaps I would be dirty blond, with violet eyes? I don't know~ ;D

Q; What's your favorite color?
A; Lilac, of course, it's so pure, gentle, and lovely. And reminds me of myself.

Q; Who do you want to see most?
A; My mother...

Q; Why won't you take off your piercings?
A; They taught me a lesson, and I will never forget it. I know what is now 'right' and what's 'wrong,' the time with the gangsters was a mistake in my life and I will never make the same mistake again.

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filling out the form... soon.

[Deadly Nightshade]

Whoo! More forms! :3
Okay, i will be adding items on to him/her! <3