[Verdana]

What is a Jellybean Dragon?
A Jellybean Dragon is a fluffy, friendly dragon that hatches from a jellybean-like egg. Their diet consists of fruits and insects, but they also love sweets and desserts. Their fur is soft and long, usually brightly colored, neat, and shiny. Jellybean Dragons are mostly gentle and happy, and love attention. Most are Great Dane-sized when they are fully grown, but some of them can grow as big as a cow. All Jellybean Dragons have pouches on their bellies, which they use to carry around food or younger JBDs.

Codes:

#2869b8 blue
#aaaaaa mid grey
#6a6a6a dark grey
#e7e7e7 Palest grey

Congratulations, wolfxdog!

[ShadeyPaws]

OMIGAD. SO SEXY. SOOOOOOOO AMAZING e.e

[January]

Name:
Ollivander

Gender:
Male ♂

Personality:
Ollivander has a knack for getting himself in trouble. It's not always his fault, though; he tends to be in the wrong place at the wrong time more often than not. His extreme sense of curiousity tends to lead him to some shady places. Why does he do this, though? Mostly, it's due to his loves of solving mysteries. That's right. He just can't get enough of the thrill of tracking down the villain and bringing them to justice. He's quite good at it, too. You see, he's brilliant - oh, so brilliant. Some might go as far as to call him a genius. He understands how people function and is able to absorb and solve things much faster than others. There hasn't been a case that Ollivander couldn't crack yet.

Story:
It was quiet.
Too quiet.
Ollivander walked down the dark street, his trench coat flowing behind him in the cool evening breeze. His favorite tan detective’s hat was pulled low over his eyes and his informant, Chartreuse, padded in front of him. “It won’t be much longer,” she called in an almost bored voice. Ollivander grunted in recognition. He kept getting distracted by her – the way she moved, the way her tail moved carelessly through the air. He shook himself mentally. Get a grip, he thought to himself. Chartreuse stopped abruptly at the end of the street, causing Ollivander to nearly bump into him. It wasn’t easy to see what Chartreuse pointed to. The only light came from a dull streetlight that kept flickering. The grey-and-blue dragon moved up next to her and tried to make sense of the lumpy mass in front of them. He walked forward with caution, and gently nudged the lump. It turned out to be a burlap sack - filled with diamonds! There must’ve been millions of dollars worth in there. He stared open-mouthed at them, and looked back to the green female. “How did you come across these?” he asked warily. She shifted her weight and refused to look him in the eye. “Oh, you know, I just… happened to come across them,” she said evasively. Ollivander sighed and began replacing the jewels in the sack. “Well, thank you for telling me about them, Char. Hopefully we can find the thief who stole these.” Ollivander gingerly picked them up in his mouth and made his way back to his home at 221A Baker Street.

Once settled back in his slightly shabby apartment, Ollivander busied himself in making some tea for himself and Chartreuse. “Char, you have been more of a help than I think you realize tonight,” he said. Chartreuse waved her paw airily. “It was nothing,” she replied. Her almost bored tone was back. Ollivander poured tea into two cups and settled down. “Cheers,” he said, holing up his cup to Chartreuse. She mimicked his gesture and took a sip. After a moment of thought, she pulled out a flask of honey and poured a bit into her tea. “Care for some honey, Mister Ollivander?” she asked sweetly. Ollivander thought for a moment and, felling a bit reckless, nodded and held out his cup. With a smiled, Chartreuse poured the liquid into his cup. He stirred it momentarily and took a large gulp. Chartreuse’s grin turned into a smirk as the room around Ollivander turned fuzzy and began to spin. “Sweet dreams, Ollivander,” she said wickedly, as he fell to the floor.
When Ollivander awoke the next morning, the diamonds were gone, and he was tied to his chair. “CHARTREUSE!” he bellowed to no one in particular. He could have sworn he heard a faint, distinctively feminine giggle from outside his door.

[kirill]

reserved
Only third post. And I was stalking this like.... a hawk! D:

Name: Viz
Meaning: 'Vis' means 'energy' or 'strength' in Latin. He seems techno-ie and energetic, so I named him Viz.
Gender: Boy; he just seems like a boy :B
Personality: wip^^
Story: (under 800 words please; after 800 words I will stop reading)

[glassesprotag]

So cool! 8D

I might try, but I might just help out some friends. :3

[voidsounds]

Likes:

• Paradoxes

• Music

• Saltwater

• Birds

• Art

• Simplicity

• Star and Cloud Watching

• Singing

• Cool Colors

"They're the best."



Age:

33, born on November 13th, 1979 at 3:33pm.

"33 and proud."



Size:

About the size of a German Shepard.

"I'm pretty normal in size."



Theme Song:

The Saltwater Room; Owl City

"The most lovely song ever."



Quirks:

She usually uses bigger and more complex words

when speaking, and she never leaves without

her iPod in her pouch or in her ears.

"I will never desert my precious iPod."

Dislikes:

• Bright Colors

• Summer

• Heat

• Droughts

• Complicated Things

• Cities

• Creepers

• Insects

"They suck, to me."



Allergies:

Cotton and Steel

"Strange but true, sadly."



Love Interests:

Searching for a male who will

appreciate her for who she is...

Although she especially likes

Flashlight, owned by Kitteh.

"Well, I'm searching, but yes, I do very

much fancy Flashlight. His personality

just...pops. Plus, he's handsome.

But other than them, I'm single,

so, yeah. COME AT ME BROS."



Orientation:

Straight

"I'm straight, not lesbian, straight."

Name:
Collina
"Hey, yep, Collina's the name"

Nicknames:
Lina, Colli
"You can call me those, if you want."

Gender:
Female
"Um...not a male here."

Personality:
. Easy-going .
"Dude, I go with the flow. If it didn't happen, it wasn't meant to be.
I will easily drift through trends and other things, and just do my own thing. I don't care.
Do you care? I don't. I'm sorry, but I won't stick to something unless I know it's absolutely right."

. Teasing .
"Oh, hey, dude, want some of my cookie? *Noms* Oop, sorry, guess I ate it.
Want a hug instead? Oh, sorry you tripped on my tail, totally not my fault, sorry, bro...Yeah, so,
real sorry...hey, you're kinda cute.
Want to go an a date or something?"

. Independent .
"I do my own thing. No matter what people tell me to do. I always
do things that I think are right. They aren't always
right, but that doesn't mean that I don't do them.
I always have a bunch of original ideas on me. I hate haters.
They hate."

. Intelligent .
"You need help with your homework? Oh, what do you need help with?
The closest star system to our Sun? Easily Alpha Centauri, a binary system and
a loosely orbiting red dwarf star called Proxima Centauri...
I think. Yes, it has to be. You need more help?"

. Sarcastic .
"Yeah, so want to get some ice cream? Where are we going to get it?
From the pizza man, duh. The ICE CREAM MAN. Oh, you don't like ice cream.
Well, then I'm a starfish. We're going to get ice cream. Yep, from the pizza man. *eye roll*

. Unique .
"I am unique. No doubt. I love unusual songs, I love unusual poetry,
I have unusual hobbies. I love to write unusual stories, as well. I am forever using
stranger words and larger words. I'm making a exception for you now. I always am making up unusual words.

. Imaginative .
"I am very eccentric and imaginative. I am always daydreaming and thinking about
odd things. I love paradoxes especially. They're so fun to think about.
They challenge belief. I love making up strange things as well, to entertain my imagination.



Story:
The wind blew in my fur as the smell of saltwater overwhelmed me. My paws sunk into the soft sand of Santa Cruz, and the cool air was refreshing. I grinned, happy to be away from all the commotion of busy cities. The beach was closed that day, due to thunder storming. The storm has passed, but the sand was still wet and the sky still crackled with thunder and lightling. I trotted along the beach, my fur waving in the breeze. My swirls on my coat graced the sky and sea.
I scanned the beach, my sharp blue eyes focusing on a silhouette on the horizon. My eyes strained to see the figure, but eventually, I saw that is was another JBD. It was about my size, and was a grey-blue color. It looked a lot like me, but darker and had shades upon it's face. It sauntered up to me and flicked it's tail hello. I was stunned for a bit. It looked so much like me. I finally got to my senses and trotted up to it.
"Hey, wait up," I said. "What's the hurry? You really shouldn't be here at this time. It's about to storm." The JBD turned around to face me. "Well, what are you doing out here, then?" It replied. I realized that this was indeed a female JBD. She seemed so sure of herself.
Just like me.
"Well...I..." I failed to come up with an answer for this JBD. "It doesn't matter. May I ask who you are? The name's Collina." The other JBD's shades slipped from her face a bit, and I caught a glimpse of her bright blue eyes before she shoved them up again. "It doesn't matter," She said, mimicking me. My face turned slightly pink. This JBD was starting to annoy me.
"So many excuses," She teased. "And I thought you would be interesting." She then walked past me, her head held high in triumph. I growled under my breath. Who did this JBD think she was? I was gonna teach her a lesson. I was not going to give her the satisfaction of trumping me.
Time for some mind games.
I chased after her, stopping in front of her. Her shades prevented me from seeing her eyes, so she appeared emotionless, other than her mouth twitching in amusement. "What now?" She said sarcastically. I stared her down. "You seem to think you're so much better than me, so sure of yourself, right?" She snorted and her shades slid down again.
"'Cuz I am, genius," She said.
"Then I challenge you to a riddle contest. If you win, I will give you...this!" I pulled out a wad of saltwater taffy. I was so ticked off, I didn't even care that that was my private supply.
The other JBD's mouth opened slightly. I could see that she was interested. She closed her mouth abruptly and nodded swiftly.
"Deal!" She cried. "And if you win, which you never will, I will give you...this." She pulled a shiny silver iPod nano out of her pouch. She pressed the center, and it started to play lovely music. Even thought I'm allergic to steel, I wanted it.
"I'll go first," I said smugly. I started to speak a riddle of my own origin.

"Seven shiny things I saw
Seemingly made of tooth and claw
Shells are to unfold
To reveal a treasure greater than gold.
What am I?"

The JBD answered after minute of thinking. "An egg!" She cried. "My turn!"

"Stopping water
In its flow
Turning an ocean
Into bone.
What am I?"

I replied quickly. "Ice!" I said.
The game continued for a while, each riddle harder than the next. It was my turn. I stated my last riddle.

"The one who makes it doesn't need it
The one who buys it doesn't need it
But the one who needs it can't get it.
What am I?"

The JBD was puzzled. "Time?" She asked hesitantly. I shook my head no. "Death?" I shook my head no again. She looked down and gave me her final answer.
"The Universe?"
"No!" I said. "A coffin!" I grinned. "Now, iPod, please?" Her face drooped. She reluctantly handed over the iPod. I felt so bad for her, being so sure of herself, that I handed her a few pieces of saltwater taffy. Her face lit up and she gulped a piece down.
"I have to say, kid, you've got brains," She said. I'm older than you, I thought. "And the name's Sasha."
She began to walk away, but she paused, turning back to me. "If you ever want a re-match, call me." Her eyes gleamed. With that, she disappeared over the horizon.
I still have that iPod to this very day.
~~~
Words used: 799.




Sasha belongs to Winkatuck. Thanks for letting me use her, Wink. <33



Art:

By me:

X x X x X x X x X x X x X x X

Featuring other JBD's:

Toast, owned by ~Apple~
Callaina, owned by Jayflight ~
Flashlight, owned by Kitteh

By others:

xAnime_Loverx
Jayflight ~
Jayflight ~
~punkstache
See form for more art.

Sorry if I got some of the markings wrong. ;A;



Why I want it:
I think it's self-explanatory. I fell in love with her markings, her uniqueness. I watched you stream this and watched her evolve. I loved her at first sight when I saw your colors. I popped in with suggestions for him/her and...well, I think you get the rest.
I've never seen a JBD like this. Grey and blue. I've always loved these colors, to be honest. Her eyes speak a story, and I would be honored to tell it.
I will be upset if I lose, of course, but I believe that the owner of this JBD, whether it is me or not, deserves him/her. As a wise Chickensmoothie-er once said,
"If you lose a JBD, it was never yours. If you win a JBD, it was always yours."
So, thank you for this opportunity.
Peace off.
"Yeah, I'm just that cool."

[val velocity]

reserved with the name butterflee.

[izauura]

RESERVED


It's so beautiful.

[berceuse]

{. The Basics .}

Name;;

Her name would be Avery. Simple, but quite unique. Her Mother originally named her Aviendha, until she met her Friend. She accidentally called Aviendha, Avery, and she liked the name so much, she stuck with it. She also doesn't mind being called Avvi or Av', but Avery is what she would be liked to be called.

Gender;;

As how much people would see this lovely as a Male, I see her as a Female. Those eyes give off a Feminine look, which has captured my heart. I see her as Female, nothing else.

First Glance Appearence;;

Avery is seen as a Tom-Boy to most. Her looks, the colors on her pelt, the attitude of hers, match the description other's give to her. Her voice, on the other hand, sounds quite Feminine. Her voice shows a laid-backed, soothing, and calm Jellybean Dragon who just likes to be alone sometimes.

For appearance; Avery is a cow-sized Jellybean Dragon. Age wise, she is approximately 14-16, human years. She weighs about 100-200 pounds, although she's never weighed herself, so it's an unknown answer and shall remain at that until she does. Her favorite accessories include her ear piercings, scarves, tail pieces, jeans, tee-shirts, caps, necklaces, silver things, etc. She dislikes to wear makeup, although she doesn't mind wearing 'girly' things, as long as her picture isn't involved being taken and/or shared publicly.

Personality;;

Caring. Avery can be a bit overprotective at times, also a frequent 'worry-wart'. She's quite sincere and considerate, and likes to put others before herself. Although, she's not always like that. She tries her best to be nice yet polite, but sometimes her gut tells her to do something that she'll regret doing later.

Emotional. Avery can be extremely emotional sometimes. She dislikes anything close to death; hatred; and pain. She can easily cry, but she dislikes showing it to other Jellybean Dragons that she's not familiar with. She is quite similar to a shard of glass. Fragile and delicate, yet it can sometimes hold all it in.

Curious. Avery is definitively one of those Jellybean's you'd call an 'explorer'. She likes to 'scavenger' for things, and discover many new things as well. Sometimes, though, the curiosity can get ahead of her, by pocking into things she shouldn't be worrying about. She likes to travel, as well as explore! She also likes to 'invent' new creations and whatnot.

Shy. Avery is that kind of girl who has a massive stage-fright. She can easily talk towards a relatively small crowd, but when it comes to larger crowds she'd be speechless and unable to move. She doesn't like to admit that she is scared of the 'Big Stage', but sometimes it's obvious that she is.

Creative. Yep, you can certainly call Avery creative. As mentioned before, she loves to invent new things. She also likes to doodle, and draw, and paint with her paws; she likes to have fun with it, and get messy. She loves discovering new things; too, especially when it comes to Food!

{. Digging Down Deeper .}

Likes;;

Avery is one of those people who like many things. Well, first of all, her favorite Season would probably have to be Spring.
{ChickenSmoothie was about to go down for maintenance so I had to leave it at that. Sorry. :c}

{. Extras .}

Art;;

Headshot ; Silhouette ; Full body front view ; Headshot without face markings ; Animated headshot ; Headshot Silhouette ; Sketch ; Almost full body ; Quick headshot

Story;;

Lost, in the thick, dense, bewildering Forest of Maple Hallow. I thought I was on an errand to get fresh water...But where am I now?, I thought out-of-nowhere I sigh, looking around. I hear paw-steps behind me, shrugging it off, thinking it was petty enough to go away. Sitting down, I look up. Wind lashes my fur around, as I close my eyes, tight. I disliked the wind. My Mother told me to go this way, the exact way...But why am I still wandering about? That liar.

I heard breathing...of another animal. I slowly turn, startled to see a small figure in front of me. It looked somewhat like an Dwarf. It grins, as I twitch. It chuckles, as it says in it's hoarse voice, "Well...", he pauses. "Aviendha?", him looking down at me. I back up from him. I was terrified. I notice the Dwarf-like animal stays his distance, as I stare at him, not knowing what was going to happen. I shudder, as I slowly say, "Who are you?", in my angelic tone. He flashes a glare at me. It was horrifying. "I'm Zero.", he said, as almost a chuckle hidden in it. He looked at the sky, standing before me. "And I'm here to help.", he says as almost a dead whisper, looking at me. I back away more, scared for my life. "How do you kn--", I try to say, before getting interrupted by that ignorant Dwarf. "Zero knows all.", he said mysteriously. Sighing, I roll my eyes. Of course. I thought, quite infuriated. When was he going to tell me the real reason he's here?

Trying not to ask a lot of questions, I stay silent for most of the conversation. I wasn't a real good conversationalist, anyways. He eventually ends the conversation in a dead silence. I look at him, before he says for the last time, "Shall we be on our way?", I look at him, puzzled. I tilted my head in wonder, as I try to ask, "Where are--", before he snaps his bony fingers, making a simple "clack." Before my eyes; we appeared in Village. It was vacant. Dust everywhere...We weren't in Maple Hallow any longer. I look at the dry, cracked dirt caking to my paws, as I look next to me. Zero was no longer there...He vanished.

I decide to explore, as I couldn't help it. Looking around; I find vintage houses and antique carriages scattered all over the deserted "town." They looked torn, and about to fall apart. Deciding to stay away from the dangerous "death-traps", I continue wandering on. I don't really know what to think of this...A deserted, vacant town, that the Dwarf suspiciously left me in, alone most likely? Something doesn't sound right. Continuing walking, I cease to find anything but petty. The sun was sinking down into the horizon quite fast; and I need to find somewhere to rest, quick.

Darkness drowned the sky, and the moon rose high in the sky. Unfortunately, I didn't find anything well-worth my time, nor my lack of energy. But, then...I hear footsteps again. "Z-Zero?" I ask, immediately looking behind me. It
wasn't Zero. It was a dragon-like figure, like myself. I perk my ears up, hearing major movement. I thought Zero was going to help me with finding water...But what has this turned into? The shadowy-like figure comes out of the dark. "Zero has caught a new Dragon, I see?", she says. Yep, it was a she. Surprised, I look at her in fear. "C-caught?", I stare at the Female. "Yes, caught.", she grins. "Zero's job is to capture lost Dragons, because he personally dislikes Dragons, other than me, of course.", she snickered. I step back, as she lunges closer.

Everything's a big blur of blackness from there, until I wake up.

I drowsily wake up, whirling my head around in circles. I had been attacked, I assume. Sighing, I look around. I was in one of those Vintage houses, earlier, if I recall so. I was lying down on the hard, wooden floor, making my back ache. I stand up immediately, ready to escape and run for my life. I run outside, not hearing a single sound besides the bird's melodic tune. Looking behind me, I hear Zero's voice. 'So you've caught her, Alana?', I turn my head, as a tear slips down my eye. I dash away into the forest, not knowing where I was going. All I wanted was out, and now. I didn't want to stay in this putrid place anymore...[/

[Green Arrow]

]AMAZING. I literally squealed when I saw it XD

Name:
Gender:
Personality:
Story: (under 800 words please; after 800 words I will stop reading)
Fírnen is a rather peculiar Jellybean Dragon. He likes to surround himself in mystery, often inventing wild tales to explain tiny things, like when a kid doesn't do his homework and invents a story on the spot to explain why he hasn't got it. Fírnen doesn't view this as lying at all. He just thinks normal life is boring, so he brightens up what would be a mundane, boring story with a few sparkly details. As his history isn't great, Fírnen will reinvent his past so he doesn't seem like a lost and lonely soul. Of course occasionally someone will pull him up for it and Fírnen is humiliated that his fable was stolen from him. But he gets over it quickly, providing the other person is willing to overlook that mishap.