Username: puddssoul
Name: Belle Amour ('beautiful love' in French, I've been trying to learn it FOREVER <3)
Nick-name: Belle, Bella, or Amie, depending on who you ask. ;D I prefer to call her Belle, although her friends often refer to her as Amie, as it fits her fancy style a bit more tahn Belle (she says it sounds too southern for her).
Personality:Belle is an extremely dramatic, attention-attracting sort of girl. With looks like her's, how couldn't she be? The slightest of pokes is sure to draw a loud howl of pain, and lots of eyelash fluttering, even perhaps a few crocodile-style tears. She's an EXTREMELY social butterfly, and can never have enough friends, and despite being a bit spoiled rotten herself, she loves to gift gifts or fashion advice to her friends to keep them 'in the loop'. She's extremely fashion-forward for a JMD, often demanding fashion magazines and make-up to keep herself busy, and refuses to rest in anything less posh than her own pink-strewn bedroom, the main feature being a large white canopy bed with steps leading up to her soft-as-snow mattress with what seems to be a million fluffy pink pillows for her to rest her delicate head on so she can have sweet dreams. Belle is very addicted to candy or anything else containing large amounts of sugar, and often can be easily persuaded with it. She can be flighty and perhaps even a bit bi-polar on some days, but sticks by her friends' sides and really wants a family when she gets a bit older and more mature. She wants to be the princess, the damsel in distress, and even her dreams are filled with fairy tales, which she often reads along with her precious magazines. None of the 'Grim Brothers' type fairytales, of course, just the ones with sweet endings and lots of love. She's a hopeless romantic, and heavily believes in love at first sight, although most of the time it just leads to her being attracted to numerous gorgeous males who pass by her at any given time. Besides all this, her main talent is singing, which she believes brushed off on her from the musicians that roam the beautiful city she was born in. She is actually quite intelligent, not that she usually lets anyone know -- she prefers to keep it her own little secret and surprise them sweetly whenever she can!
Art/Story:Belle was daydreaming... again. There was just something about a sunny day with a slight breeze that did that to her, and even though she normally loathed being outside, especially out-outside, where she could get dirt and pollen stuck in her lovely fur, today was just too amazing to ignore. The wind gently toyed with her fur, tickling her and making her laugh softly, and the sun beat down just heavily enough to warm her into her drowsy, half-awake state as she watched some of the other JMDs frolick around her. She was lying in a half-shaded place beneath the beautiful old willow tree that shook and shimmied playfully in the wind, its leaves rustling softly like a lullaby.
She was back where she was born, in the beautiful city of love. Lights were everywhere, strung along each rooftop, and draped carefully through the trees, pure, pretty white, lighting up the shadows. Laughter filled the air like wonderful music, and the smell of fresh-baked pastries filled her nose, making her mouth water. This was where she belonged! The Eiffel Tower was all lit up and glowing, and she could see the couples, human and other, dancing serenely in its brilliant shadow, so happy and content she wanted to cry.
Dusk was the most wonderful time of day here, with everything winding down to a lazy, sweet contented state as the young ones went to sleep and the younger of the elders coming out to play as the shadows slowly crept upon them to end the day. Everything shone so brilliantly, she felt for once like she wasn't sticking out, but rather blending perfectly in with her pretty pinks and shimmering silvers. Beauty was the normal thing here. Pretty faces everywhere. As she strolled peacefully along the edge of one of the many canals, she watched a small boat float past, two lovers staring into each other's eyes, as enchanted as could be. She could have jumped in and tipped the boat over, and she doubted they would have even noticed. Sometimes she longed for a love like that -- other times, she thought a love like that could easily drown her light spirit!
After a few minutes, she became a bit anxious. She was used to standing out, being a firecracker among her fellow JMDs. A blessing, an angel, perhaps. But here, no one looked shocked to see the way her jewels sparkled charmingly, or how her pink eyes twinkled with just the right amount of spunk. Usually, she was the one who had to lighten things up, make them just beautiful enough to be eye-catching, but nothing here required her special kind of magic. Everyone here was already in love, everything here was just close enough to the edge that any more beauty would make them too blinding for anyone's mere eye.
"This is why I went away." She whispered to herself, her eyes scanning up and down the streets as she had remembered how helpless and unneeded she had felt there. The JMDs who came long before her had already worked their magic, there was nothing there that needed her help. Paris was the town of so many other pink-jeweled JMDs... so she moved away to somewhere where they were much more appreciated for what they could do, and was able to make other jeweled mane dragons feel the best that they possibly could in their own fur. That look in their eyes as she helped them, made them beautiful in the eyes of anyone and everyone, was all she had ever wanted, everything she had longed for as a young dragon. This daydream only forced her to remember how lucky she was to have found a home where she belonged, where she was needed, every day of her life. Where she was wanted, and cared for, and loved!
Giggling at her own foolishness, Belle shook her head as a pair of fireflies flitted swiftly past, leaving a trail of gold not too far from her own silver behind. "It's time for me to go." She said decisively, nodding. She closed her eyes, and, before a moment had passed, opening them again -- laughing brilliantly out loud when she realized the whole thing had been a dream, she was safely napping in the front yard of her home!
"I should tell them...," She murmured, gazing at the other JMDs as they laughed and ran together, making the world a brighter place simply by being who they were. She saw the beauty in them instinctively, knew just how to bring it out, but for now, she was unneeded -- and once in a while, that was okay. Especially now, when she couldn't stop yawning and knew all she really needed was a nice, deep nap. "Maybe later." She flicked her long tail at them and fluttered her little hot pink wings, stretching as she headed inside and trotted down the hall to her bed. Climbing up the wooden white step, she flopped down on her fluffy silver comforter with a happy sigh, and was asleep within moments, dreaming of a world where everyone was beautiful, but not quite beautiful enough to not be in need of someone who made dreams come true...
... someone like her.
What's her favorite thing about Paris/France:The way that the lights shine at night and look like thousands of fireflies dancing to the singing of the lovers by the river as the gondolas peacefully float along. That, and the yummy pastries, of course. Oh, and the handsome males. What ISN'T there to like about Paris, after all?
Why do I want her?:Well, for one, your art skills rock and she's possibly the most stunning JMD I've ever seen in my life. O-O Normally I don't like pink (except for as a jewel color) but something about her just makes it work! But my main reason is that my mother's family originates (a long, long time ago) from France, and I've always wanted to revisit my roots: when I graduate from college I hope to travel there to see how it really is, and I am and have been attempting to learn their beautiful language for a year or two now. <3 My mother's maiden name, when translated into English, literally means 'the city of Paris'. With this, there is so much inspiration behind her for me, and I feel like I could turn her into a complex and completely developed character with a lot of love and adoration for her. I'd spoil her rotten with any art I could manage to make, and buy her just as much. I'd find any roleplay possible and put her in it, and find her plenty of friends and in the future, perhaps a mate. I'm not saying that I deserve her, but I hope you see why I want her so badly. ^-^ I'll even let her kick the chubs out of my signature if she wants! XD
Dreams:She dreams of:
Having a mate and adorable little beans some day!
Being a famous fashion mogul!
Some day, returning to France and proving what a capable pink-jeweled dragon she is!
Having as many friends as possible!
Owning her own fashion store as soon as possible!
Nightmares:Always being alone, with no friends or family...
Not being able to prove her powers to everyone that she left behind!
Having her fashion sense laughed at or degraded by someone who's better than she is at that sort of thing.
Resulting to absolutely nothing in her lifetime, and being a disgrace to all of the pink-jeweled dragons that came before her. She really wants to be something!
Theme Song:Run The World (Girls!) as preformed by the cast of Glee
(What can I say? She's definately one who thinks girls are in charge.
)
Unless she's sad, in which case she might be trying to cheer herself up, and will probably resort to:
Shooting Star by Owl City <3
{WIP}
by kirill » Sat Nov 17, 2012 10:15 am 
