[SukarettoYanagi]

-dropping out, don't have the time-

[Champagne]

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Time Gear, formally Obelisk

I am known as Time Gear on CS now, but on the JBD Fanclub I am still Obelisk. I love to talk and roleplay with everyone on the chat!

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Kurai

Kurai is a male Japanese name meaning dark, or gloomy, and I chose it because of his colors. It would be pronounced "kur-eye."

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17 1/2

That's almost 18! Nearly an adult! He dreads growing up, however, as that means more work and more responsibilities.

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Male

He's certainly a boy. He might not be a jock, and he doesn't like getting dirty, but he's definitely male.

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Kurai was born on November 17th, 1996, which is the 321st day of the year, and it makes him a Scorpio.

Scorpios;
Element: Water
Planet: Pluto
Biggest Strength: Passion about feelings
Potential Weakness: Need for secrecy can be isolating

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Nicknames; Coo, Ray
Sexual Orientation; Straight, but a little bi-curious
Ear type; Wide and upright
Fur type; Silky and smooth
Size; Great-dane sized
Voice; Just a little higher than an adult male's voice
Relationships; Single, but has a crush on Stella
Fire color; Different shades of blue
Special trait; His hair! He has lots of hair on his head that he likes to spike sometimes.

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Dreamer

Being a dreamer, one of Kurai's most important points, has two meanings for him. One is that he reaches for the stars and has big hopes and dreams. His goals are very large and he plans to achieve them. The other part is that he literally likes to dream. He daydreams, normal dreams, and loves all kinds of dreams. He feels that they give him opportunities that he could have never had before, even if they aren't real.

Optimist

Look on the bright side of life! Sunny-side up! Despite being dark-colored, Kurai is not a pessimist. He would prefer to be hopeful and try to not bring himself down if he doesn't have to. It's unnecessary, he thinks, and just makes you unhappy.

Protective

Kurai watches over his friends and family like a HAWK. If you mess with them, it's like messing with a bear's babies. He bonds with people very strongly and he does not want anyone to make them feel bad, possibly because he was bullied when he was younger for being the quiet one who never did much.

Introvert

Preferring to keep to himself, this JBD would much rather stay home on the computer than go out and meet people. Solitude is what he enjoys, or at least talking to people online and not face-to-face. Still, he does like spending time with close friends sometimes. One can't be completely alone all of the time.

Judgmental

Kurai is one to judge a book but its cover. He has a first impression of you before you even SPEAK to him. If you look like a hipster wannabe, he probably won't like you, even before you say hello for the first time. It's not a good habit of his, but he can't help it.

Quiet

Talking is not one of Kurai's favorite things. He just doesn't see the appeal in bouncing around and talking all of the time. He listens instead, and finds that he learns a lot more by doing that. Plus, shyness comes into play, and it keeps him quiet around others that he doesn't know.

Passionate

When this dragon starts liking something, he gets REALLY into it. Whether it be a book, movie, goal, or anything, he will be a devoted fan. If he starts something that he wants to do, he will get fired up and become devoted 100%. If he joins a fandom, he will find out all that he can about the characters and the thing itself. Basically, when he finds something he likes, he latches on.

Sympathetic

Say that you saw someone in pain at a hospital... how would you feel? Kurai would cringe and feel quite awful for them. Since he is sympathetic and empathetic, he will feel some of their pain and wish he could help. He listens to other's problems and tries to be a sort of psychologist to attempt to make things better.

Moody

The classic teenager trait is that he has mood swings and is very temperamental. Some of the smallest things can set Kurai off. If he is very happy and then sees an ASPCA commercial, he will start crying. If you try to scold him over something little, he will become rebellious and angry. It's as fast of a change as a snap of your fingers.

Insecure

Low self-esteem plagues many of his age, and Kurai is not immune. He is constantly feeling bad about certain aspects of himself, or thinking that he is not adequate. No matter how many times you tell him that he is a kind, handsome dragon, he will have none of it and still doubt himself and his skills.

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-Food
-Nighttime
-Rain
-Winter
-Quiet
-Astronomy
-Sandwiches
-Triscuits
-Collecting

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-Heat
-Chatter
-Parties
-Mornings
-Trash
-Schools
-Sports

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Food: Broccoli cheddar soup
Drink: Pink Lemonade
Place: At home
Fruit: Strawberry or Peach
Vegetable: Couliflower
Weather: Rainy
Season: Winter
Animal: Orca
Subject: Language Arts
Candy: Skittles
Ice cream flavor: French Vanilla
Color: Sky blue
Genre: Action Comedy

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Involuntary Emotional Expression Disorder

Kurai has this, also known as IEED, which means that sometimes he does things that have nothing to do with his current mood. For example, he might laugh at a funeral and not mean to at all, because he's extremely sad, or cry in a comedy movie. This is one of the reasons that he prefers to not be in big groups, and instead stick with friends who know him well, because he fears that something like this will happen one day, at a serious time, and will end up making someone very upset or angry.

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Stargazing

On clear nights, when the stars are out and the clouds are gone, Kurai gets his telescope and climbs a large hill near his home and sets it up to observe the stars until the wee hours of the morning. He makes his own star charts, studies constellations, and just plan enjoys the beautiful sights that the infinite space has to offer. His favorite things to observe with his high-powered telescope are nebulae and planets. Sometimes, he works up the courage and calls Stella to ask if she wants to come stargaze with him.

Blogging

When he is at home, Kurai lounges around with his laptop and blogs on Tumblr. His blog sometimes has hipster posts but often has funny things like night blogging and just random posts. He also includes some fandoms that he likes, like some video games and TV shows that he's into. Kurai believes that you can truly find out who a person is and what they like by reading their posts and blog on Tumblr.

Kurai and Topaz... well, they're almost like oil on water. They clash constantly and disagree on everything. Usually it's just little spats, like Kurai playing his rock music too loud or Topaz hogging the living room, but sometimes things get out of hand. For example, Topaz once accidentally dropped Kurai's iPod in their pool. That started a long war. Another time, Kurai stepped on Topaz's scarf (on purpose) and then (accidentally) shredded it. Still, aside from their almost constant bickering, they sort of have a cousinly relationship and have their warm, fuzzy moments. They would never admit it, though.
Meanwhile, Kurai and Tundra are inseperable. He treats her like a little sister and defends her, protects her, and spoils her. She looks up to him and he thinks that she is just adorable. Tundra will spend time sleeping on him and just hanging around him, the opposite of Topaz who mostly steers cleer of Kurai. He lets Tundra do almost anything she wants, which is not always a good thing. One time he let her eat a big milk chocolate bar because she begged... Tundra is lactose intolerant. That speaks for itself.


Lucky snow-globe

One of the items always in his pouch would be his luck snow-globe that his mother gave to him long ago. When he flips it, snow falls over a quaint little village in the moonlight. He calls it his "lucky" snow-globe, even though it has never been lucky for him at all.

Strange key

He found it in the woods long ago. It seemed like an ordinary old, rusty key, until he washed it off. It turned out that the "rust" was just layers and layers of dirt on top of an untarnished, golden skeleton key. Ever since he found it, Kurai has kept this mysterious, ancient object with him, harboring the feeling that someday he will find the lock that it opens.

Do you have any pets?

I actually own an anteater. This is him, and his name is Grayson. Don't make fun of his name, by the way. He's actually pretty cuddly, and I potty-trained him. Still, he seems to prefer other people more than me and it sucks. I've had him since he was a baby when I first got my exotic animal license.

What is your favorite time of day, and year? How about weather?

Why so many questions? Alright. I like the early evening, and wintertime, and my favorite weather would be cold and drizzly. Maybe even a thunderstorm. So, I suppose that my favorite day would be on in winter, in the early evening, while it is cold and drizzly outside. I get to stay inside and sleep.

What is your greatest fear?

Me? I'm not scared of anything! Really! Stop looking at me like that. Alright, fine... I'm most afraid of going behind buildings at night. Weird, right? Don't laugh. It's creepy, quiet, and eerie, like something out of a horror movie. When I'm alone, I start getting very paranoid.

How would you describe yourself?

Me? Uhh... let me think. First, I would say very intelligent and handsome. What? Why are you laughing? Augh. Anyways. Intelligent, quiet, thoughtful... maybe a little lazy. It's hard to come up with this stuff on the spot, okay?!

What talent would you most like to have?

I would have to say having a photographic memory, if that counts as a talent. My memory is not that great, and when I want to remember a sight or something someone said, or remembering material for a test, I just can't. It doesn't happen and everything gets fuzzy and fades away.

Missingheart's Stella
Missingheart's Freya
Alawai's Yew
Alawai's Wanagi
Loenna's Aztec
Shiverice's Junebug
Since Kurai is fairly solitary, he has a few close friends instead of many semi-close ones.

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Haikus (poems with lines that have 5, 7, and 5 syllables each, respectively);

Gazing at the sky
Do you see the stars twinkle?
They shine on and on

Blink of his red eye
A lash of his silky tail
He bares his sharp teeth

Under the full moon
The fireflies all around
A dragon, dreaming

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Up on the hilltop
By my dear friend littlewhitey
Slow down, Grayson!
By me
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By three. <33
Night blogging, huh?
By me!
Kurai and his iPod, before the pool incident
By Shiverice <3
A cute little wink!
Another by Shiverice!
A baby Grayson!
Boy, I love drawing anteaters.
His likes and Dislikes, Partly in Monochrome
By me

Animated Avatar for CS by me
More Hilltop Nights
By me
Beautiful pose and art!
By Vellamore

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I tried making him out of clay!
I also made Grayson out of clay for him <3
Here is clay Grayson with clay Kurai!

Step 1 of henna temporary tattooing of him (and flowers)!
Step 2, after peeling off the paste
Step 3 of the henna process, faded and hard to see because it came into contact with water before the stain finished setting :C

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Carry On by Fun.

I chose this song, not only because I like it a lot, but because of the message. I think that Kurai is the type who, even though he has been through many hardships, knows to just keep pushing onward. Despite being a dark-colored bean, and tending to be pessimistic and not very cheerful, this dragon knows to put the bad things behind him and look towards the sun.
I know he was based on Ever After (one of my favorite songs, oh my god) but I figured most people would use that and I should choose something else.

I'll start by saying that I have wanted a JBD like this for a long time. The night colors, with the red eyes and the hair, are some of my favorite things on a JBD. The nighttime and astronomy has always been a love of mine, and that's just what I thought of when I saw him. I started to connect right away. He's the first bean I have loved since Snaffs, and I was crushed when I lost her. I decided that I was going to try my best to keep that from happening again! Anyways, I love the personality that I see in him. The song he is based off of is also beautiful and I would be proud to have a bean based on it.
If I were to win him, I would do everything in my power to love him. I would make him a page, first. I would find the perfect accessories. I would role play him right away. Introducing him is very important! I would draw him, make a watercolor of him to match Topaz's, and hang it on my wall. I would order a lot of art for him, too! He would have his own spot in my heart. I'll end on a happy note by saying good luck in judging, and thanks for taking the time to read my form!
My reactions to this JBD:
x X x X x

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Dropping out. Congrats to the winner.

[Nixie.]

Username; Nixie.
Name; Imagin
Age; 18
Gender; Male

[doodleswiftly]

Yesterday upon the stair
I met the man who wasn't there;
He wasn't there again today,
I wish, I wish, he'd go away.

Basics

.: Username :.
Sir Swift

.: Name :.
Nepotism

.: Nicknames :.
Nep, Nepo

.: Age :.
18 3/4

.: Birth Date :.
18th November, 1994

.: Birth Place :.
England, Devon, Great Torrington

.: Nationality :.
British

.: Gender :.
Male

.: Size :.
German Shepherd

.: Occupation :.
He works in an art school, teaching about poetry, and English literature.

.: Hobby :.
Nepotism writes and reads poetry. It brings him great solace, and he'll sit for hours thinking of lines to a poem.

.: Personality :.
Dark /\ Shady /\ Moody /\ Quiet /\ Blunt /\ Asocial /\ Apparently Indifferent

Owing to his troubled past, Nepotism is a shady character. He is reserved, and keeps to himself. He hates socializing, unable to trust anyone. He avoids crowds at all cost, preferring to be alone in a quiet place. He tries to hide from beans wanting to talk to him. If he finds the right girl, he'll open up a little. He needs someone to touch his broken heart and mend it. People often think that Nepotism doesn't care about anything. That he has virtually no care for the world around him, or the things he has. But that isn't true. He cares deeply, and it hurts him more than words can express that people think he's a cruel, heartless monster. This hardens him against socializing, which brings on more hurtful speculation about him. An endless cycle, really.

I've seen his shapeless shadow-coat
Beneath the stairway, hanging about;
And outside, muffled in a cloak
The same colour as the dark;

Getting Deeper

.:Theme Song :.
Shadowside - By A-ha

.: History :.

A small blue bean crept across the forest floor, his heart racing. Shouts filled the air around him, confusing his senses. His crimson eyes were brimming with tears.

"M-mama? Where are you, mama?" The little bean sobbed.

"Child!" A hoarse whisper caught his attention, and he turned in confusion. He spotted a pair of glowing amber eyes in a hollow tree and stood, transfixed.

"Mama? Is that you?"

"Come here, child!"

The little bean obeyed and scampered over to the tree, climbing into the hollow beside the other creature.

"Is that you, mama?" He asked hopefully.

"Yes, my darling!" Came the wheezy reply.

"Mama!" The bean hugged his mother tightly. "Where were you? I was scared!" His tears overflowed and he buried his little face into his mother's pelt. He recoiled in surprise, feeling something warm and sticky on his cheek fur. He dabbed a paw in it and peered at it. "What is it, mama? Why are you sticky?" He sniffed at it, finding no help in it's appearance. It smelt metallic and bitter, and he vaguely recognized the scent.

His mother shook her head, trembling. "Nothing, my dear..."

"M-mama... Are you bleeding?" The little bean's crimson eyes widened in horror.

"Oh, child..." The female's voice shook.

"Mama!" He began to wail.

"Hush, child!"

The shouts stopped, and then there was an excited chattering, and footsteps approaching rapidly. A human hand reached into the hole and grabbed the little bean's mother by her scruff.

"I got one!" Shouted a gruff voice.

The little bean shrank into the shadows, clamping his mouth shut. He watched in black and white through the hole as the humans carried his mother away. After their excited shouts had died away, the little bean dared to venture out of the safety of the hollow trunk. He looked to and fro at the dark grey trees and whimpered. The ground around him was trampled, and the leaf mold was kicked up, exposing the dark earth beneath.

"M-m-mama?" The little bean sat down and began to weep bitterly. How long he sat there he did not know, but eventually a large bean came by. It sniffed him curiously, and when it spoke, its voice was gruff and deep.

"Little one? Why are you out here, so far from your parents?"

The little bean made no reply.

The older bean repeated his question, introducing himself as Flood.

"M-mama and p-papa got taken by the humans." Came the quivery answer.

Flood paused, fear and anger mixing in his eyes. "Oh dear... And you have nowhere to stay now?"

"I g-guess not."

"Ahh... Would you like to stay with me?"

"R-really?" The little bean looked up with wide crimson eyes.

The older dragon nodded. "Sure, kiddo. By the way. What's your name?"

"I... I can't remember..."

"Well then... I'll have to name you..." He tilted his head. Of late, things had been going awry, his friends deserting him, favoring others. This must have influenced his thinking, because he said, in a hard, determined voice, "Nepotism. I'll call you Nepotism."

Nepotism looked up through his tears at the kindly old dragon. "T-thank you."


.: Achievements :.

At the age of 7 he wrote his first poem, entitled Emotionless

At the age of 9 he enrolled in The Academy of Arts

At the age of 10 he received an A+ in his poetry class

At the age of 15 he left school and went to art college. In the same year he started a course in teaching

At the age of 18 he finished his teaching course and began a job in an art school, much like the one he had left three years ago, teaching about poetry and English Literature

.: His Poem Emotionless :.

Emotionless, I am alone,
A block of solid, frozen stone;
People pass me by in fear
Wary that they come too near;

They think I am a monster,
They think I do not care;
This hurts me more than words can say,
Although, it's always been this way;

Why should I mind?
They soon will find
I'm not a heartless being,
Incapable of feeling.

So let them run,
Yes, have their fun!
They can gossip all they want.
For they are who,
Yes, they are who the Shadow Man will haunt

.: Goals :.

To learn how to play an instrument

A silly goal really, but he wants to conquer his fear of heights and learn how to climb a tree

.: Accessories :.

He wears a pair of gloves that never leave his paws.
He also has a silver chain around his tail.

.: Items in his Pouch :.

An old watch on a chain

So that I always know the time.

His book of poems

So I can read them wherever I am.

A Blandings Castle book

To read when I am bored.

An MP3 Player

For listening to the Blues.

.: Likes :.
Shadows
Grey things
Silence
Poetry
Art of all kinds
Reading
Things at ground level
Ravens

Dislikes:
Light
Brightly coloured objects, people, etc.
Noise
Parties
Crowds
Disrespectful Beans
Badgers
Heights

.: Fears :.

Nepotism is afraid of heights. Ever since he fell from a treehouse at the age of 8, he has been deathly afraid of climbing trees, rooftop balconies, towers, and the like.

No-one knows why, but he's afraid of badgers. We think he was bitten by one, but he won't tell us.

.: Quirks :.
Nepotism is colour blind. He sees everything in shades of grey, which does not reflect well on his personality.
He also cannot taste sweet things, such as cakes, sweets, chocolate, and the like.
He sometimes has difficulties socializing, and needs time and space to get up courage to talk to people.

Pet:
Nepotism owns a pet raven, called Mordok. He found Mordok as a chick, wounded by the side of a busy road. The little creature made no noise, and Nepotism took to it like a duck to water. He cared for Mordok, nursing him back to health. The raven now goes everywhere with him, never leaving his side.

.: Relationships :.

Friends: Nautilus (Owned by me), Paiva (Owned by lemoon/sooshy), Skylar (Owned by lemoon/sooshy), Atticus (Owned by wolfxdog)
Enemies: He strongly dislikes Blu-fli. They have exact opposite personalities, and therefore do not get along well.
Crush: Swift

I've seen him in a black, black suit
Shaking, under the broken light;
I've seen him swim across the floor
And disappear beneath the door;

These are a few of my Favourite Things

Favourite Food: Pickles

I like bitter foods. Especially pickles, or any other vegetable.

Favourite Drink: Coffee.

The bitterest brew you can get. No sugar, a drop of milk. Thank you.

Favourite Season: Winter

Winter is a cold, harsh season... This is why I like it...

Favourite Time of Day: Midnight

When there's no moon out. That's my favourite time.

Favourite Element: Ice

It's cold and hard.. Like me.

Favourite Weather: Rain

It's grey, and wet, and cold.

Favourite Number: 7

7 seems like a shady number...

Favourite Music Genre: Blues

If you know what the Blues sound like, then you'll understand...

Favourite Poem:

I asked the little boy who cannot see,
"And what is colour like?"
"Why, green," said he,
"Is like the rustle when the wind blows through
The forest; running water, that is blue;
And red is like a trumpet sound; and pink
Is like the smell of roses; and I think
That purple must be like a thunderstorm;
And yellow is like something soft and warm;
And white is a pleasant stillness when you lie
And dream."

A good poem... The little boy in it also could not see colours... Or anything...

Favourite Song: Shadow on My Life - By Richard Page

This is a good song... It's hard to explain...

Favourite Movie: City of Ember

The movie is set underground, where natural light cannot reach.

Favourite Book: P.G. Wodehouse's Blandings Castle Series

So well written. They are amusing, and the gentlemen and ladies in the stories are so posh.

Favourite Place to Be: Hiding in the shadows

People cannot see me in the shadows, with my dark pelt.

Favourite Animal: Raven

Ravens are black. Black as the night. Black as the shadows in which I have my home.

Favourite Pastime: Reading his book of poetry

Poems express emotions, experiences, truths. This is why I am drawn to them. Anyone is capable of writing a poem, if you have inspiration.

Favourite Colour: Grey

Take a wild guess.

And once, I almost heard his breath
Behind me, running up the path;
Inside he leant against the wall,
And turned... and was no-one at all.

Getting Artsy-Craftsy

.: Art :.

By Me <3

By Me <3

By Me <3

.: Stories :.

Story 1.
Grey light flickered overhead, and I looked to and fro at the ash coloured trees. Grey. The only colour I've ever known. Well... That and black and white. Does anyone else see things as I do? Sometimes I wonder... Nautilus talks of black and white movies. Did the people of that time see in grey as I do? Of course not... Why should they be any different from the people of this age?
I shake my head and pad forward. Mordok, my raven, flies next to me, silent as the grave.
He is so kind to me. His pelt is black as the shadows that envelop me day after day. I do not have to guess of its colour.
We reach the clearing and step into the grey daylight. I step to the stream and lay beside it, bringing from my pouch my book of poems. I begin to read aloud, Mordok nestling on my shoulder. The soft gurgling of the stream soothed me, and I stopped reading, soothed by the stillness.

Story 2.

I sighed, padding through the forest. As I remembered the argument a tear ran down my cheek and onto the leaf covered ground. The wind whipped through my fur, and I shivered. I quickened my pace and was soon flying along. Flood's words repeated themselves in my head and I tried desperately to push they away. All he had said was not news to me, but it stung worse than vinegar in an open wound.

"You're an orphan! Your parents are gone. You have no home."

I no longer registered where I was, only ran and ran, fighting back the rising tide of pain. Suddenly the full force of the gale hit me, and I was forced to come back into reality. I was standing atop a hill at the edge of the forest, overlooking a great valley. The wind was rattling the trees crazily, and rain was beginning to drive down. I looked to the horizon, and saw dark, almost black, clouds. Even though I could not see their colour, I could guess only too well what that meant. Thunderstorm. The rain was becoming harder, rattling against the ground like stones.
My pelt was soaked through, but I continued to stand, gazing at the grey valley before me. A river ran at the base, winding through a copse of trees and along into a little village. The water level seemed to be rising fast, the work of the storm no doubt. A bridge near the village was almost level with the fast coming river. I shook myself, walked down the hill and into the village. I peeped into a window, and, through the rain dribbling down the panes, watched the happy family within.
A baby bean snuggled up close to his mother, whilst his father read aloud. My heart ached with longing and I turned away from the sight, tail dragging in the mud.

"You're an orphan!"

The words again rang in my ears. I shook my head, trying to block them, and looked up. I had padded to the edge of the river, and was looking into its murky depths. The water, rising steadily, was lapping at my paws, and I took a hasty step backwards.



.: Poems by Me :.

W.I.P

Yesterday upon the stair
I met the man who wasn't there;
He wasn't there again today,
I wish, I wish, he'd go away.

What else?

.: Why I want him :.
I absolutely adore his design, and everything about him. <3 I want to get him friends, to roleplay him, to develop his personality, to do art of him, and everything. <3 I promise to take good care of him, should I be so lucky as to win him. <3

[cakepopcat]

I would name him Alte. Why would I name him that? Because Alte is a name that suits him, words words words

He's male, lol. words

He would be 17. ^^ words

[terrier]

Oh my. This bean is amazing. ;o;
{ Username;
terrier.

{Name;
Mason.

Something simple, I think it fits great on him. <3

{Age;
18.
A legit age for a legit bean. B)

{Gender;
Male

[Jazperz]

Username; w i n t e r
Name; Spiffy.
Age; Nineteen.
Gender; Male.

wipwipwip

[Adallina]

Username;Adalgisa

Name;Ghoul
I would name him that because it was the first thing I thought of when I saw dem eyes!
Nickname(s): his nickname is Spirit nicknamed after Adrian Ivashkov from the Vampire Academy books.
Age; He will be 17!
Gender; Male
Personality: Ghoul's personality is quite morbid. He's had many ups and down in his teenage years and tends to flee when confronted. Where ever he goes he gets into some kind of trouble and is constantly asking forgiveness. He thinks that if someone gives him one more chance he'll make everything alright and can start over. He has started over so many times that he's lost count but keeps hoping for a new hand to hold. His snarky attitude also doesn't help and tends to repulse and send people away. He has a dark, twisted sense of humor that no one except him understands (yet).

Theme song: Ghoul's theme song would be Unity by Shinedown. It really describes his character!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7X3vt7IG0DY-in case you haven't heard it (you probably have though)
His Favorite Artists: to listen to on the other hand are Three Days Grace, Thirty Second to Mars, and Augustana.

Ghoul is very artistic and takes his sadness out through art.He also (rarely) does more upbeat art with brighter colors. He enjoys watercolors and painting with acrylics and sketching and other such things but dislikes arts and crafts type projects. He thinks that they are weird-shaped and clunky and a waste of time. He likes using muted greys and blues and purples and reds in his art and rarely uses green and orange since they are his least favorite colors.

Accessories: Ghoul's accessory is the collar shown above in the picture with his name. It is multiple shades of grey metal melded together with red jewels/rubies every couple of inches inlaid into it.

Likes: just a few-
◊ Art
◊ Music
◊ Anime
◊ Stories and shows about Merlin and King Arthur
◊ England
◊ Reading fantasy
◊ Fuzzy Socks
◊ Being part of a group
◊ Writing fantasy- He enjoys other people's encouragement and opinions
◊ Chickensmoothie
◊ Antique furniture
◊ Twisted jokes

Some Dislikes:
◊ Grape soda
◊ Puddles
◊ Poodles-the little ones
◊ When people borrow his pens and chew on them
◊ Aliens (he absolutely DETESTS aliens.)
◊ War
◊ Radio announcers and News broadcasters-too happy-go-lucky for his taste
◊ Orange and Green

(All art is by me and in my gallery also)

[- poppeh]

art here

i'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
fire away, fire away
ricochet, please take your aim
fire away, fire away

art here

you shoot me down but i wont fall
i am titanium
you shoot me down but i wont fall
i am titanium

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username;; Poppeh;
name;; Nxy
nicknames;; you can't really shorten Nxy
gender;; male
age;; 17, born on July 27th
size;; a bit smaller than a german shepherd
personality;; wip
favorites;;
favorite color;; red
favorite food;; hamburger
favorite drink;; pepsi
favorite animal;; geckos
favorite genre of music;; techno
favorite video game;; lotsss
favorite object;; his
hobbies;; wip
fears;; wip
interview;; wip
art;; wip