[Salt]

Are single parents okay?

If so, I'll be entering.

[LightningStrike3]

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Name: Zikloi
Name translation: Zikloi is cyclone in Basque
Nickname: Zik
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____Gender: Male
____Age: 5
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____Birthday: August 3rd
____Size: Cat sized
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The Parents:
Why would they make good parents?
Nightlock:(written by Nightlock)
I believe that I would make a brilliant parent for this little boy, because I can relate to him. I also know what it feels like to be not accepted just for the way you look. I do not believe that anyone should be looked down upon just for the way they look or because of their disabilities. I am intelligent, patient, understanding, kind, and I know that I can help him in anyway he needs and can be a great father. This beautiful boy here should not go unwanted by anyone and I know that he will have a wonderful future once someone adopts him. I know that Aurora and I can be the perfect parents for him. Thank you for taking your time to consider my mate and I.
Aurora:(written by Aurora)
I, Aurora would make a wonderful parent because I am caring, considerate, and everything a mother should be. I have always wanted children, and always wanted the lost little beans to have parents, which I never had. My father was murdered, and I had to leave my mother, as well as the death of my best friend. I believe every child deserves wondrous parents who will be there for them and will never leave them and protect them all the way. No bean should go unwanted, abandoned, and all that horrible stuff. All in all, I do believe Lock and I would be great parents.

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The parents meeting him at the orphanage:
Nightlock and Aurora traveled up the small dirt path towards the orphanage, looking forwards to meeting their prospective adopted son. Aurora grinned as they walked up to the door. "I can't wait to meet this little guy! He sounds very cute, from what you've told me so far about him." she remarked, leaning against her husband. The black and red JBD smiled back. "Yes, Donut saw him when he was volunteering at the orphanage and mentioned him in passing. I guess it was just fate."
The couple waited at the door impatiently, until it opened. An aged dragon peered out. "Ah, are you two the couple that contacted me about Zikloi?" they nodded, and she continued. "Very good, he's waiting for you in the dining room." She led Nightlock and Aurora through the halls, finally arriving at a large, stained oak door. "I'll let you go in by yourselves." The caretaker whispered, opening the door a crack.
The small grey-blue dragon sat at the end of the long table, sightless eyes looking down at the scarred wood of the table. His paw listlessly traced circles as Nightlock and Aurora entered.
Aurora smiled and pulled up a chair, and Nightlock followed suit. The young bean's good ear twitched, eyes swiveling towards the noise. Slightly taken aback by his cataract-covered eyes, Aurora was silent for a moment. Nightock, on the other hand, coolly greeted the bean. "Hello, Zikloi, I am Nightlock. This is my mate, Aurora. Would you like to talk to us?"
Zikloi frowned slightly. "No. Can I go now?" Aurora giggled slightly at this. "At least you were honest." she teased. "You don't have to answer the questions if you don't want to, alright?"
He nodded, and Nightlock asked him the first question. "Alright, Zikloi, what do you like to spend time doing?"The young bean thought for a moment, and then answered. "I like to sit and think about things, like why Mommy and Daddy didn't come back."
The young beans frank honesty was vaguely uncomfortable, and Aurora quickly moved on to the next question. "Zikloi, I'm just wondering, but remember you don't have to answer." She paused for a moment. "Can you see at all?" Zikloi answered as she has asked. "No."
Aurora was silent for a moment, and came up with a new question. "Would you like to play a game?" She asked, tapping her paw against the table. Zikloi warily nodded. "How do you play it?" he asked in return.
"You copy the rhythm that I tap out." Aurora replied, beginning to tap her fingers. Zikloi tapped the same rhytm that Aurora did, not really seeing the point in the game. "Good, good!" Aurora praised and then did a harder rhythm for him to copy. Zikloi copied it with ease, until the very end, where he messed up and blushed with embarrassment. "Oh, that's alright! You did really well and I know you can improve to be even better!" Aurora encouraged.
Zikloi was startled by her words. "Y-you, you're really nice", he said. Aurora grinned even wider. "You're one of the nicest little beans I've met" she answered. "And you're not too bad at drumming either, with those awesome rhythms." She joked, ruffling his head fur. He winced slightly at the touch, but smiled slightly.
Aurora laughed heartily."Let's get to know each other, Zik." And so ensued an hour long conversation. Aurora was the most animated one, chattering on with Zikloi and occasionally pulling Nightlock into the conversation.
"Come on, Lock." Aurora laughed, " Which is the best?" Nightlock looked up, considered the question, and said "Obviously vanilla is the most supreme of flavors" with a grin on his face. This brought on a protest from his mate. "Chocolate chip cookie dough is definitely best!" Turning to the young bean in between them, she asked him, "Which do you think is best?"
The striped bean twisted uncomfortably in his seat. "Never had ice cream" he mumbled, looking down. At this, a grave look came on Aurora's face and she turned to Nightlock. "This must be remedied at once!" She exclaimed, as the dining room door opened up. The caretaker's head came into view.
"Have you decided yet?" She asked, smiling. Nightlock turned to Zikloi. "Okay Zikloi, I wan to ask you the most important question yet." Aurora grinned, hardly able to contain herself. "If we were to ask you to be our adopted son, would you be okay with that?"
Zikloi looked towards where Aurora was tapping on the table, a look of concentration in his clouded eyes. He paused and answered simply. "Yes." Aurora grinned more than she ever had and hugged the young dragon.
"Then if you two will follow me, we can get all the paperwork out of the way." The caretaker smiled and said. Nightlock and Aurora walked out with her, Aurora looking back and telling the small, lonely bean at the end of the table, "We'll be right back and then we'll solve your ice cream problem."

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What will you do with him?
I could go on and on with the list of what I will do with him, but just to sum it up for you, I will do everything with him. Yes, that means I will make art of him, role-play him, write stories of him, animate him, and everything else that I can do with him.

What does he think of his new parents?
He enjoys his new parents. Zikloi favors Aurora more than Nightlock, though, and tends to stay near her whenever he can. Zik likes Aurora's kindness and enthusiasm. Zikloi also loves Aurora for how much she cares for him, when Zik is used to not usually having someone so close to him that cares so much about him. He knows Nightlock cares for him too, but Zik can feel it coming more from Aurora. Although Zikloi likes Nightlock less than Aurora, he still likes Nightlock as his father figure, because whenever Nightlock is around he feels safe as Zik knows that Nightlock will not let anyone or anything harm him. Zikloi also looks up to Nightlock's understanding of all situations. Whenever Nightlock, Aurora, or both of them are around Zikloi, he knows he is loved and knows his new parents will not leave him like his old parents.

Personality:
Shy-
Honest-
Depressed-
Innocent-
Introverted-

Theme song: Liztomania by Phoenix

WIP

[lost in time.]

Name: Daman, meaning lightning.

--- To be written by the owner of one of the parents:---
Parents:
Why would they make good parents?

--- to be written by either ---
Story of when the parents met him at the orphage:

----- Written by the Future Owner! -----
What will you do with him? If I won Daman, I would make art of him (when I can that is), roleplay him, give him a box in my signature... I might even join the JBD fanclub to roleplay him too, since then I would have a reason to.
What does he think of his new parents?
Personality:

WIP

[nyx.]

ack- such a gorgeous boy <3 /inlove
reserve- I may not be able to enter (since I have one JBD with no relationship), but I'll try to figure out something. </3

[wibeke]

Name:
Kotori [Native American name meaning "screech owl spirit"]
aka "Tori"

-explanation here-

--- To be written by the owner of one of the parents:---
Parents:
Why would they make good parents?

--- to be written by either ---
Story of when the parents met him at the orphage:
The first few months of his life had passed by in a strange blur, passing much too quickly for the young bean's liking. There was warmth and kindness at first, and soft sweet voices that cooed to him when he cried out. The beans were nervous, confused young parents, but he couldn't remember a time when he was unhappy.
He knew his father from the way the noises he made when he walked. There was nothing graceful about the bean, who would often spent hours crashing through the underbrush, just pacing back and forth. Kotori grew accustomed to the sound, the crunching and crackling of the leaves lulling him to sleep.
His mother was a calmer, gentler sort of bean. She rarely strayed far from her child's side, holding him close to her as if he could be snatched away at any moment. When she did walk, her movements were quieter. Kotori would often sit and listen for her as she wandered around, each foot carefully placed so as not to disturb the soil. She'd often whisper to him as he slept, telling him that he was perfect, and that they had been waiting so long for him. She promised she'd take care of him.
"Mama? What's wrong?"
And then they were gone.

----- To be written by the future owner! -----
What will you do with him?
Although I've only tried for a few JBD's, I have been following this species since it was created.
What does he think of his new parents?
Personality:

[abel.]

Reserve. <3

[Lady.Nixon]

I might try! I'm all sad for him now. :,( Hope he finds great parents!

Name: Nox

--- To be written by the owner of one of the parents:---
Parents:
Why would they make good parents?

--- to be written by either ---
Story of when the parents met him at the orphage:

----- To be written by the future owner! -----
What will you do with him?
What does he think of his new parents?
Personality:

Sorry, dropping out. Too busy...

Good luck to everyone though.

[Sheori]

Hello, this is Jerico and he is the only other bean, other than my first try for a JBD, that I feel could be my Jerico. Jerico was born as a concept of a dark colored based bean, originally I imagined the first Jerico with glasses but when I saw this bean I felt that the fact of him being blind could help show him specific personality that I see my dream bean having. I will admit, I'm extremely picky in selecting possible beans I see to try for as "Jerico".
If I was so lucky to be chosen as the winner of this babe, well I could honestly live happy with just him and my first bean that I won, Eden. Jerico IS and FOREMOST my dream bean. If I was to win him, I would grow with him and develop him slowly to become a well-rounded and most mature bean. He would often be seen in the chat and I would constantly order or do art myself, of him. His design, yes, is complex. But I love him too much that its only a small hurdle I must go over in order to complete art of him <3
I feel I would be a deserving owner because I'm dedicated and show my JBDs with all my love I can offer.

Jerico is.... in all its literal sense... MY DREAM BEAN! I love him so much that sadly I could not even put together words to describe to you how much he would mean to me if I won him... I lost my Jerico once before... and I'm hoping that this go around will be better... either way, I'm happy to see that I'm up against some great competitors for him and wish everyone luck, especially my friend Peace... If I did win Jerico, I would be active with him in everything, and I seriously mean everything o.o
This JBD orphan inspires me in so many different levels, truly I suffer with depression and have been having a lot of struggles with it recently but when I found this little guy, I found myself feeling at piece doing art of him and working out his character concept and form. By no means is this a guilt trip... its only me sharing with you how I love him and the truth of it.

It started with the dark, just as everyday did. He awoke as he always did, seeing nothing but black. Relying on his sense of smell alone, Jerico struggled weakly to his feet, the grass under his pawpaws was slick and cold from the morning dew. He perked his ears listening to his surroundings, smelling at the air. His parents weren't beside him this morning. He could hear the soft whistles of the singing birds nearby, as he listened even harder, he could barely make out the voices of his parents talking with one another. Their voices were full of concern and worry as he began to slowly approach them.

"I just don't understand... His eyes should have opened days ago... What if there's something wrong with him?" His mother seemed to whimper as she spoke, Jerico could feel the heartache in her words. "He's just a late bloomer, that's all sweetheart... You will see... His eyes will look like his mom's a beautiful gold, and they will shine and warm your heart when they finally do." His father answered, trying to show great optimism but unable to hide his growing concern as well. Jerico's ears flattened sadly. He understood how they felt from the tones of their voices but understood nothing of what they said.

He walked closer towards them, coming through the brush and into view. "Oh baby... What are you doing up? Here... Let mommy get you something to eat" he could sense her urgency as she spoke and softly shook his head, "well then what is it sweetheart?" Jerico grunted a little bit as his eye lids began to shake. They were heavy and he pushed and pushed until they finally burst open, to reveal... Nothing? He blinked his eyelids to double check that he did open them and still nothing. He saw nothing... He's eyes saddened in sorrow as he pawed at the ground frantically, whimpering. "Oh dear...." His mother cooed as tears flooded from her eyes.

"Oh sweetheart... I'm sorry... It seems I was wrong... Lets get you out of her honey..." His father assured his mother. Jerico could hear them make steps away from him, he whimpered fearfully and quickly chased after them. Suddenly his father spun around so quickly to face him that Jerico bumped into him, "you stay away you little abomination...." He snarled before he swiftly turned his back to Jerico and followed his mother.
Jerico slumped into his butt and whined, tears swelling. There was nothing but silence now, even the birds flew away. He did not understand why they left him or why his father snapped on him in such away until a few months later and from that day forward, Jerico gave up all joy and all hope.

~The Potential Parents~
(Why they would by great parents)

Chai - the mother
(owned by PolarAzulTigris)

Chai, she's a sweet and gentle bean, from what Polar
shared with me, Chai is a bean that is protective of
young jbds, whether they are hers or not. She has a
lot of experience as a mom, having four little ones
already, she knows how to handle a full house.
She knows how to be gentle yet firm to a young bean
when he/she is doing something wrong, all the while
showing the compassion she has towards them.
I think she would be absolutely thrilled to have another
young one to look after, being from the background
that she is from.

Dhiren Rajaram (aka Ren) - the father
(owned by { .Lady Kat. })

Basically he's a very scholarly type, he would live
in a library if given the chance, and yet he has excellent
survival skills due to having grown up abandoned by his
own parents. (you could probably use that on your form
too. His parents didn't want him so he ended up running
away and growing up by himself in an apple orchard) he
does have trust issues with others, apart from Chai and
his children, because of this, however it's also made him
extremely sensitive and empathetic to the needs of others.

~The Potential Siblings~
(Why they would by great siblings)

Toboe - the brother
(owned by Wolfehstar)

Toboe is a bit of a adventurous and active fellow.
He loves to go out and have fun, he may be young but he
is no pushover. He is a kind young bean that is strong-willed
with a heart of gold.
He thinks it would be wonderful to have a new brother in the
family and feels he would act as a great influence on Jerico
and hopefully get Jerico into the same interests as himself,
including airplanes <3

Sen -the brother
(owned by Ravnedarus)

Sen is much like Jerico in many ways but not quite as
reclusive. He is easier to warm up to than Jerico and
more than likely when they first meet it will be a very awkward
silence, with shuffling of paws.
But hopefully over some time, Sen and Jerico would open up
to one another and get along just fine. Sen hopefully, helping
Jerico out of his shell as well as Jerico doing the same for him.

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Thai - the sister
(owned by Punkstache)

She's a bit more fiesty than Rom and takes after her mom more
than her dad
More than likely, she would be thrilled to be getting another
brother in the family but might be along the lines of Toboe
when it comes to her and Jerico getting along.
It will take longer yes, but who knows? Maybe she can help
him find his feminine side? Also being a girl, who knows?
Jerico might get along swimmingly with her.

Rom - the brother
(owned by { .Lady Kat. })

Essentially Romulus is an energetic, very curious, and ridiculously
adventurous bean. He loves nothing more than to get his nose
into things, try new stuff, and test the limits of his world. He's
super friendly and outgoing, non-judgemental, and yet he can be
super stubborn, a bit prideful, and a little arrogant as well. He
also loves reading...though he doesn't like telling others that
because he thinks it'll make him be a "nerd".
He would most likely get along great with Jerico after he helps
Jerico over his many trust issues. They could most easily been
seen in their future running off together. Jerico following his big
brother as he leads them into trouble and messes.

This day seemed like any other, there was the loud calls of young beans, running around palying outside, enjoying the warm sunshine when those two came. I was laying under my favorite tree of the orphanage grounds, it was a old willow, as Nirro called it. It smelled of fresh green cut leafs and seemed to whistle as the wind blew through its winding branches. I could hear the soft screech of the iron entrance gates as two newcomers came in with two other young beans. I only assumed as much by the fact of one rambling on and on about getting a new brother or sister.

As these beans passed, I lifted my head up from my paws and took in their scents. The adults seemed to smell that of wonderful blossoms on a spring morning and as I turned to the two younger ones, I could smell a bit of cleanliness, if one could discrible the smell of cleanliness? And the other smelled a bit like me? Of adventure and wonder. I let out a small huff as I thought of this and flicked my tail. I was now one and a half years old. I had been at this very orphanage for well over a year, turned down by each adult that laid their eyes on me. Why would I still try to identify each new potential parent? As if expecting them to choose me?

I knew that I was a lost cause and nothing but a fear or burden to all the beans around me, my hope shattered the day my mom and dad abandoned me. But... my ears flattened with heavy sorrow, just once. I would like to find a home. I let out a soft sigh as I stood and swiftly turned my back to the family as they entered the building and the doors closed behind them. But, he turned his head to face the direction of the orphanage building, and slowly makes his way over to the window of the building. He listened closely, his head facing the window as he heard muffled voices talking.

Chai's eyes darted about the nursery, she was certain this was the one. She had visited so many in vain attempt to find him. The place with the smell of honeysuckle. But it had to exist somewhere, in the back of her mind it was a nagging reminder of the sad little bean. And she knew he had something precious from her. She had only to listen for the sound. Tick. Tick. Tick. She heard the sound in the courtyard as she passed some small beans but she couldn't find the sound directly. As they entered the building she spoke to the front receptionist. "Hello there deary. Well this might sound strange to you but; do you have a little bean about yah tall?" She motions her hand above the ground as if indicating a small bean. "With bright silver eyes? He's blind you see. I happened to see him one day and have been searching... I Feel he's the one." The lady looked at Chai like she had some weird sense. The lady flipped through her papers with a hmm. "You mean our Jerico? He's quite the handful. Always escaping. Are you sure your up to the task?" Chai gave a hearty response, half relieved he was here. He was here. She gave Ren an almost teary smile, unbelieving that all of this was true. She cleared her voice as she looked at the the lady that was a caretaker. "Of course!" Her voice shook and was almost shrill to a point. Chai cleared her own voice as Ren gave her a comforting lick. The lady gave a smile and asked. "Are you sure?" Chai cleared her voice and then returned the smile as gingerly as any mother would dreaming. "Of course. I have four little ones back home. Can we sign the papers? I'd love to go along with this. Then.. Then we can meet him." The lady gave them the forms to fill out soon they would meet their little Jerico.

Jerico hears his name called on the intercom to come to the lobby. He sighs and enters the lobby, looking out blankly. The trinket given to him by chai hanging from around his neck. Chai kneaded the ground nervously as she looked between Ren and the lady which had called Jerico on the intercom. As he entered her eyes absolutely lit up. The tears threatening to return. The lady went to directly Jerico to Chai and Ren; their kids were in a playroom for the time being so the first interactions would be with Chai and Ren. "Here.. you.. " Chai motioned for her to stop and then spoke out to little Jerico. "Little Lad?" Chai tilted her head waiting for him to respond to her. "The place of honeysuckle. Do you remember me?" Chai questioned; hope filled her eyes.

Jerico looked aimlessly around the lobby but then his ears perked at the mention of honeysuckle. It had been a week or so since that day, that he met a kindly bean that showed her heart to Jerico. His attention turned towards the sound of Chai's voice, gently wrapping his paw around the trinket hanging from his neck. His eyes seemed blank but began to shake with tears, softly nodding, "you actually came?..." He questioned, his voice trembling.

Chai's heart warmed at his reaction. She looked to the lady and she nodded in approval as Chai stepped up towards young Jerico. Sitting down along side him and curling her tail around him gently. "We've been all around town Jerico. I've been looking for you." She nestled her nose against the top of his head. "And I told you I'd find you. My heart lead the way to yours." She gently placed her hand over the charm and laid it against his own chest. "Just like that." She mummer-ed happily. Jerico blinked and looked from Chai to his chest where the trinket was, "you mean like magic?" He questioned, a slight wag in his tail.

"Kind of." Mused Chai. "I could hear you out in the courtyard." She hummed softly as she smiled up to Ren. Her eyes lit up as she looked back to Jerico.. "So, little Jerico. How would you feel about coming home with me? You'll have brothers and a sister." Jerico blinks, surprise and shock covers his blank silvery-white eyes, "but... wouldn't you be too busy loving your currently kids?" He flattens his ears sadly and looks at his paws, shuffling at the ground nervously. Of course he wanted to be with this Chai. She was so kind and gentle and saw past his disability. But... what if she easily forgot about him? Having so many young ones already, surely it is difficult to love them all?

Chai noticed the concern in the young beans eyes and then chuckled gently. "A good mother can take care of all her young ones equally. You won't fall behind. None of us would allow it. Would we Ren." A humble rumbling chuckle came across the room. "Of course not!" Ren spoke up finally letting himself be known. "And I don't think they would leave you by yourself either." Chai chuckled a bit. "We're a family that takes care of one another. And you'll be with me till your comfortable with your siblings. You see. Your much like my brother. He'd love to get to know you. He's gotten better with time but he can still only see shapes and blurs. When I was younger I took care of him too. Fern would love to meet you; perhaps you can learn a lot from him too." She nuzzled his head again.

At the sudden realization of Ren in the room, Jerico's fur bristled in surprise as he fought back leaping into the air. Looking back at Chai, he lets loose a small soft smile. She does care... she understands me... could she be the mother I have been hoping for? Jerico thought this to himself and quickly relaxed and nuzzled his head into her chest fur, the smile still glued to his face. "yes... I want to... more than anything..." he whispered, finally answering her offer.

Chai beamed towards Ren as she nuzzled her head against him. "Then I'll see to it. I'll do what I can to bring you home so you don't have to run any more... Come now... Lets introduce you to your siblings. They're in the room next to us; They've been dying to meet you little lad. They've heard me clamor about you for this long." She gently nudged him, guiding him with her leg, touching him to remind her where she was as she walked with him. Ren getting up and following them in after.

Chai's closing statements
As I walked with him in that room I watched a child that had been abandoned form bounds with my children, and while some are stronger than others they will be a whole family eventually. If of course I'm allowed to take him. We've come to visit, and each time I have to leave him behind I feel a sort of empathy. I only long for the day that I will finally be able to bring him home and call him ours. Jerico is unlike any bean I've met or known; he deserves this type of life. The life of a family. I don't think I could understand home without him; he walked into my heart the day he met me in that marketplace.

A Brother's Excitement! - by Toboe
(Translated into normal language ovo He'd be to hard to understand xD
Also he has a bit of a grammer issue ovo" If he says something wrong thats just him.)
I want a brother! Another would be fun! Brother, fun, Brother, fun! I'd be able to play more, and have someone to teach about Airplanes! I could play with him, and did I mention Brothers are fun?
I know I have two! I do! But really, another one couldn't make it any badder, could it? I don't think
it could. I could give him wings, like mine! Like... happy! Toboe is happy Brother, Mom Needs to adopt Jerico. Jerico would be the best brother ever! Besides Sen. And Rom! I love all my Family. Family Good. And so is Candy, but Family is better! Jerico would be fun!

(Everything under this section is written by PolarAzulTigris)

You may know me as Chai; its a pleasure to meet you. I'm applying for little Jerico. I'm a proud mother of two full sets of twins. Yes; you heard right a pair of twins and they're magnificent. Though you're most likely wondering why I would apply for a little orphan when I have so many back home? I suppose I should take this all from the beginning.
Home; home is a word that warms the heart and kindles the spirit. When I was a wee bean there was always an abundant amount of love and affection between my family. My parents took in Orphans sometimes and they were my family as well. Jerico reminds me so much of my little brother Fern. While Fern may still see blur's of shape and color he also comes from a very tragic background. As a child I learned how to work with Fern; and I learned to be his eyes and taught him what he sought. He soaked up so much knowledge that I had to try to expand my own just to fill his needs.
While time has passed I now have my own family; and keep rather busy. Recently there has been an adopted bean my children adore named Amir. His background tragic and for once it had me pondering; I wanted to bring home an orphan like my parents did with Fern. I wanted my own in some ways and to guide them; to heal the wounds. I knew he would find me though; as the runes say one must wait for all fortunate things.
I wasn't looking for him, rather. He found me outside in the marketplace.

A young orphaned JBD wanders the streets of the marketplace aimlessly, looking sadly at the ground, as he walked. He seemed uninterested and upset at the world or it's occupates "no way I'm going back..." he whispers to himself in his low soft toned voice.

Chai is picking through produce and bargainging with the shop owners over a trinket of sorts at the open market. Obviously she's looking for a deal and the shop owner is giving her a rough time about it.

A small hungry growl rumbles up from Jerico's stomach "ugh... So hungry..." he whimpers sadly. And as if his prayers for food were being answered, a Pear from a nearby stall rolls off and stops infront of Jerico, hitting his paw as he made a step. He perked his ears and sniffed the pear. Assuming it was trash and unwanted, he takes a bite from it, when suddenly shouting rings out "Hey! Theif! You better pay for that!"

Chai blinks as she over hears the next door shop owner start throwing a fuss; her ears and then head following suit as she couldn't tune out the aimless ranting of the shop owner calling out a thief. Her own curiousity perked she glanced over the situation only to find the shop owner to be looming over a little bean who seemed more frightened at the fact of a towering angry shop owner was yelling at him. Chai glanced bout to look for any parents that might have lost their child before approaching the shop owner. "Oiy." She tried to part the two standing inbetween the shop owner and the small child bean. "What you think you be doing?" She demanded from the shop owner. The shop owner cursed under his breath; "This isn't your business lady; go somewhere else." Chai puffed up her own chest at the remark. "This be a wee liddle, and I consider it my buinesse with you hovering over him like that!" The shop owner gave her a sharp eyed glare. "Once a theif always a thief, what are you going to do when he does the same thing tomorrow?" Chai huffed and gave the dirty old bean a nasty glance and sharp remark. "Then I'll be here." The shop owner gave a laugh. "You going to follow him around lady? What about that pear? Someone has to pay. I doubt he has the money." Chai huffed and then shoved a coin into his palm. "That's surely more than enough to cover your lost pears, or any pear you might lose be losing in the future." The shop owner looked at the coin in surprise and made his way back grumbling under his breath. Chai blinked and then looked back at the little one. She smiled sweetly to him but then realized that he couldn't see her, so she spoke up. She smelled like ginger and spiced tea. "Hey there little one, what is a lad like like you doing off on your own?" She gingerly picks up the pear and hands it back to the little guy. "It's yours now dear. You don't have to worry about that man."

Jerico looked confused up at the JBD's general direction of her face, "why? Why did you help me?" he whispered. Then remembering his manners, he answers, "thank you..." takes the pear with his tail.

Chai merely chuckled at his statement. "Why wouldn't I help ya deary? You'd do the same for me if you could." She teased lightly, tousling the hair on his head playfully. "Where be your folks? They're around here somewhere aren't they?" She asked as she glanced around.

Jerico looked down, his eyes angered but somehow blank, "I have no folks... just myself.... no one cares about you when your a oddball and can't see... nothing but a burden..." he answers, his voice cold and saddended. Suddenly his ears perk as he hears sirens from the authorities, "no..." he whimpered and started to back away.

Chai blinked as she looked over her shoulder as she looked back to the small bean not having a lot of time to respond to him. "You'll make someone else very happy then little one. Here take this." With that she handed him the trinket she had been fighting the previous art owner for. It looked like a clock work pendant, in a shape of a gear, a feather attached near the bottom of it. She put it in his hand, wrapping his fingers around it. "Where could I find you hun, if I were to seek you out?"

Jerico looks confused at Chai then at his paw holding the trinket. "What is this?" He asks, sniffing it, only for a moment, forgetting about the incoming sirens. "I don't know what the name of the place is... Only that it smells of honeysuckle..."

Chai gave a whimsical laugh and nuzzled her head against his. "Then I'll find this place of honeysuckle. We'll meet again little one." She nudged him on his way. "I gave you a clock, its a symbol of the heart, let it guide you were your eyes can not."

Jerico nodded, as if sensing her meaning for it.

Chai watched after Jerico as he wandered off, knowing that she'd search the town for him. This was the day she decided. She would find this blind little bean again. She was certain they would meet again; the die had been cast.

The stuff written in the blueish color was written by me and the tannish orange color is written by Polar of Chai

(Everything under this section is written by { .Lady Kat. })

Ren looked around the panel a little anxiously, it was a bit nerve-wracking to be facing so many dragons, all of whom were assessing you on your worthiness to take care of a bean. However Ren had grown a lot since his shy and unsociable days in the apple orchard, so he offered them a small smile and did his best to get comfortable. "Greetings to all of you," He murmured quietly, dipping his head politely to them. "Today I am here to explain to you why I believe I would be the best father for little Jerico." He gave a debating little pause, taking in a deep breath before speaking again. "I suppose I'll just launch right into it. When I was young my parents decided they no longer cared for each other, and subsequently they didn't care for me. They had planned on abandoning me, but I didn't wish to cause them any more angst and I myself could hardly bear to be near them. So it was that I ran away before they could leave me, and found myself growing up all alone in an apple orchard." Ren tucked his paws neatly beneath him, "Why am I telling you this you ask? Well, its quite simple really. The fact of the matter is that I can relate perfectly to Jerico. Both of us have been unwanted and abandoned in our lives, the only real difference being that I had sight and could run off on my own, and he lacks that ability." A slightly sad smile flitted across his face. "So I would think that my reaction is entirely natural given the situation he is in. Besides that, I am the father of four...two sets of twins if you can believe it," Here he let out a rueful chuckle. "so I have more than enough experience with fathering and parenting in general to give Jerico ample support. Besides that...I just....I feel connected with him, like he's another son who's always been a part of the family, but we just couldn't see it until now...I only wish we had found him sooner." He murmured quietly, feeling a momentary feeling of grief for all the hours lost and pain that Jerico must have gone through on his own. "It's true that having four children means I lead a busy life, but with my two eldest beans, Romulus and Thai, reaching thirteen years of age, and the younger two having siblings to keep an eye out for them as well...well, I suppose I just know that I have the ability to be a good father to Jerico without compromising my other children, and that's important." A smile now spread across his face and he looked at the panel fully with his eyes brimming with warmth. "I want to give Jerico the opportunity to have what I never did, a father who cares about him deeply, who can show him how to go through life and be there when he needs someone to confide in. A father who can look after his needs and show him that despite his blindness the world is filled with beauty and colour, a beauty and colour that even he can see. And a father who can tuck him in at night, tell him that he's loved, and read him books that will take him to many wondrous and beautiful places."

| Shy |

definition: 1. bashful; retiring.
2. easily frightened away; timid.
3. suspicious; distrustful: I am a bit shy of that sort of person.
4. reluctant; wary.

Jerico is a very timid and distrustful/wary JBD. Being betrayed by his parents in the manner he was, it takes a lot to even get him to listen to you if your another JBD, especially if your a male. A lot of times Jerico can come off as rude or inconsiderate by this behavior but he really isn't. The poor fellow is only shy because his heart and love was destroyed long ago. It will take a lot of effort and hard work to get him to even join the dinner table.

| Gentle |

definition: 1. kindly; amiable: a gentle manner.
2. not severe, rough, or violent; mild: a gentle wind; a gentle tap on the shoulder.
8. soft or low: a gentle sound.
9. polite; refined: Consider, gentle reader, my terrible predicament at this juncture.

Jerico is also a gentle and refined JBD. He handles everything he touches with great care and consideration as if it was a delicate flower. Knowing of his blindness, he never wants to test the strength of anything he handles, to avoid breaking anything.

| Intelligent |

definition: 1. having good understanding or a high mental capacity; quick to comprehend, as persons or animals: an intelligent student.
2. displaying or characterized by quickness of understanding, sound thought, or good judgment: an intelligent reply.
3. having the faculty of reasoning and understanding; possessing intelligence intelligent beings in outer space.

Jerico is as well, a very intelligent JBD. Being relieved of the visual distractions of the world, this allowed his to pen and clear his mind to everything he heard and learned. He learned how he could becoming almost in touch with his surroundings, almost feeling the vibrations or sensing the tone and aim of another JBD's actions or voice. He has even begun to tach himself to read brail.

| Clumsy |

definition: 1. awkward in movement or action; without skill or grace: He is very clumsy and is always breaking things.
2. awkwardly done or made; unwieldy; ill-contrived: He made a clumsy, embarrassed apology.

Being as intelligent Jerico is, becoming in tune with his surroundings, this does not stop him from causing problems or messes. He is after all, blind and most definitely not perfect, and often trips over the many toys that get scattered about the orphanage.

| Inquisitive |

definition: 1. given to inquiry research, or asking questions; eager for knowledge; intellectually curious: an inquisitive mind.
2. unduly or inappropriately curious; prying.

Questions, questions, questions. His head is full of them and his thirst for knowledge never seems satisfied. But don't go expecting him to be bounding to ask them, after all, he does have his trust issues. So he often searches for the answers to his questions himself.

| Fraidy-cat |

definition: 1. a timid, easily frightened person: often used by children.

He is easily startled and frightened. A simple touch on him without a verbal warning will send him running to hide.

| Reclusive |

definition: 1. a person who lives in seclusion or apart from society, often for religious meditation.
1. shut off or apart from the world; living in seclusion, often for religious reasons.

Jerico is most definitely reclusive. He prefers it better when it feels like it's just him alone in the world, unless he is spending so quality time with his friend Nirro. If any other young ones approach him he does his best to come up with a excuse to get away and find a new quite hiding place.

| Soft-Spoken |

definition: 1. (of persons) speaking with a soft or gentle voice; mild.
2. (of words) softly or mildly spoken; persuasive.

When he speaks, his words are very well thought out and considerate of other JBDs feelings. His tone is low and well-mannered and respectable. Most of the time though, it almost seems that he speaks in a whisper of sorts.

Jerico, even in his younger years, he had always been a odd one. Not just for his eyes but also of how he acted. He is a reclusive bean with a small bit of trust issues. He is often found hiding outside of the orphanage just humming to the sweet melody of singing birds nearby. He also makes many attempts in trying to escape the orphanage and the company of the other beans around him. Because of what happened to him between him and mainly his father, he dislikes being with other beans and does his very best to get away from them, especially males. Being blind, he is not a judge of looks but of actions and how you treat him or others. Being judged and abandoned by his "blood" parents, he takes a lot of hard work and time to get him to open up to anyone. The only time you can get into his inner-circle rather quickly, is being like him, a out-cast odd ball.
It is for this sympathy that Jerico holds a infinity and fascination of the possibility of Cryptids. He likes to try and learn creative outputs in anyway he can possible. He does best when he can hear and smell the things around him but he also relys on the help of his feathered friends, the birds, to let him know when it is safe or that danger may be nearby. If the birds are singing, he knows that it is safe to be out, if they fly away or he can hear no birds, then he hides and tries his best not to be seen.

Jerico is not one to judge too harshly, just because he has trust issues with beans does not make him a mean bean. He is actually and very nice, kind, and considerate bean to those in need and does what he can to help, whether he likes them or not. He can not stand to see any other living being suffer the same way that he did.

This is Nirro, he is Jerico's one and only trusted companion in his world of grief and loneliness. Nirro is a firefly fairy that Jerico found one night when he was attempting to, yet again, escape from the orphanage. This fairy was injured and needed help, although Nirro is not one to call out for help from anyone, as stubborn as he is, that night he did. Jerico heard his calls for help and came to his aid. Their first meeting was not very pleasant, as Nirro was very blunt on talking about why Jerico's eyes were the way they are.
But as time went on, they became very close friends. Nirro taught Jerico about the world around him and helped him to learn ways to be able to fend for himself and not rely on others help. Nirro also taught Jerico about cryptids, and by sharing about these strange and mysterious creatures to him that were as misunderstood as he was. He began to sympathize with this abominations, as his blood father would call them. So ever since that day, Jerico and Nirro sneak out of the orphanage every night to go out in secret, in search of these mystical creatures. When hovering in place, you see Nirro as you do in his ref, but when moving, you see him as you do below, as a orb of light. Nirro is also a rather grumpy and blunt fairy that doesn't enjoy much company. But, he won't admit it if you asked him, but he does like being with Jerico.

-found/claimed-

Most of the art viewed from the form was made with special specifics to fit in with each part of my form. Not only do I like to have each section to have great discribtion of what's going on in that area, I also feel that a view aspect of someway helps for the judges or readers to understand what I'm trying to put across on my form concept.
So most of the art by Sporemon was created specifically for each section. The reason I requested of a animation of only his eyes is because that is what simply drew me in, in the first place. I saw them and said, "god, please let him be blind! He's perfect for my dream bean concept!" Then low and behold, he is! I nearly cried out in joy when I read this... I am sorrowful of his tragic tale but a blind, dark colored bean? It's truly what I am looking for of my dream bean, even my first try of this concept had glasses!
Sporemon could tell you more specifically on how long it took her to get the art done that she did for me but I will say that she spent at least over a week getting it all done and sent for me, which I'm truly great full to her for that. Most of the art by other users are by either good friends of mine or were huge supporters of mine when I tried for my dream bean concept the first time.
Sadly, I only have three digital art pieces I made specifically myself of him. I spend every free moment doing art of him when I can... But with juggling a job that I work give days a week at and then volunteer at my local zoo for the sixth day, I sadly do not have a lot of time to digital art of him... The art I have done, alone took, endless hours to do... Especially since they were done on Photoshop elements 5 and his design is much harder to do on there than on oekaki.
Also the blinking art of Jerico, the whole piece, not just the eyes is by me and is my first animation I have ever made! Also the art of Jerico with Ren and the piece of him meeting his four siblings was done by Sporemon <3

Sorry for my bit but I felt that you should have a better understanding of the art on my form.
Also I'm sorry that my art is not set with thumbnails, I do not know how to do that :c

Happy Jerico by Bold
Top View of Jerico by Me
Jerico and Nirro 1 by Me
Jerico and Nirro 2 by Me
Jerico (was for funs) by Me
Jerico Waking Up animation by Me
Jerico by -=Elita=-
Jerico riding a Thunderbird (cryptid) by -=Elita=-
Jerico sitting by Kyle
Jerico with Cardinal bird by Kyle
Nirro pixel by Scissors
Lines by Meep Meep colored by Me
Sitting, smiling Jerico by Yoyce

Nirro ref by Donut~
Headshot of Jerico by Peace&Colby
Jerico listening to bird by Cerynitian
Surprised Jerico by .Toboe.
Scared/Fearful Jerico by Sporemon
Soft Smile Jerico by Sporemon
Snowing Animation by Sporemon
Jerico's Eyes Animation by Sporemon
Meeting the Parents by Sporemon
Jerico and Ren by Sporemon
Jerico meeting his potential siblings by Sporemon
Jerico and Chai Meet by PolarAzulTigris
Sad/Laying down Jerico by Raven Feather

Sculpture Art

This sculpture I made out of the three total I have ever made for JBD tryouts was BY FAR the most challenging one to make! First I made one and then left it to dry to find my new puppy using it as a chew toy! Twenty plus hours wasted! The thing was completely destroyed :c
But I want this JBD soooo badly so I started late last night on a new one :c Again a challenge because even on the first time making the sculpture, his colors were sooo difficult to get right in the paints I had... so I do apologize if the colors are a bit off but I'm proud with how close I got with them... His design as well was difficult as I tend to make my sculptures the size to fit in the palm of my hand. I do not have a lot of room for large art :c
Lastly, this is the first sculpture I have ever made of a JBD I'm trying for with his companion. That purplish-blue-white swirl orb coming off of Jerico is his firefly fairy friend, Nirro.
I do hope that you like it. I worked, I don't even know how many hours on this anymore....

Jerico and Nirro climbing tree 1
Jerico and Nirro
No Peeking!!!

Jerico and Nirro climbing tree 2
Starting a Game of Hide-N-Seek
Reflection Time!

It's a Forest!

Along with a plushie I have 1/3 done and 10 other digital art pieces. Can show you proof of the work if you want :c but shoulder pains and personal real life issues came up for me and prevented me from finishing them :c
Also a HUGE THANK YOU to Wolfehstar, Punkstache, Ravendarus, Kat, and Polar for their awesome help with my form and their bits and input they added to it <3
Image of Plush progress that I was unable to complete
Some of the art I started and not finished...

[byebye seeyoulater]

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This child is hereby adopted by
Wannagi and Durango. They will care for him, and treat
Him as though he were their birth-child.

Wanango;
why they think they'd be good
parents by CAL/Alawai.

{Gender}
little boy.
{Birthday}
twenty-nineth of february.
{Age}
four.

{Silent}
not mute physically, but extremely soft spoken.
{Blind}
he has never seen the light of day.
{Deaf}
only in one ear.

{Name}
cecil.
{Language}
it has an old welsh origin.
{Meaning}
blind.

in the dark...
Cecil lay curled up in a ball in the corner of the room. He closed his sightless eyes tightly, hoping that somebody wouldn't see him as a blind mis-fit. A sharp squeal sounded in his ear, and he realized he must have been squeezing Aga too tight. He softly stroked the little squirrel's neck fur, a silent apology. Other children were playing, having fun; he would never be allowed to join in. 'He can't see a thing!' said one of them when the helper asked they let him participate.'And 'e don't talk!' Sullenly, he had trudged back to the corner of the room to where little Aga gave reassuring chirps to lead him in right direction.

"This way, please," The kind helper said in the distance, "He's over here." Cecil sat up, wondering who it was getting adopted toady. He could hear the excited noises of the others - plenty of them were older than him; much more immature none the less - probably hoping it was them. Please let it be me! The little blind dragon wished silently, knowing all the same that there was no point. All the people knew who they wanted before they even came to visit, and it was unlikely it would be him. He nearly fell over when he heard four people coming toward him.

Cecil blinked up at the people towering over him - he could sense that they were there. A tiny growl sounded at his shoulder, and Cecil giggled. Aga was trying to ward off bad-doers. Touching her soft, black fur with his nose, Cecil shrugged. This was his way of asking 'What's going on?'
"This one's name is Cecil, as you know," The staff member said to the mystery adults, "But he doesn't know you." He heard a bit of rustling, and could soon feel some hot sticky breath on his face. Just in case he'd missed it, though, Aga squeaked at him twice. "I'm Kai," A young male voice sounded, way too loud as usual, "This is Winyan. We're going to be your new brother and sister!" Cecil raised a paw and waved slightly, in the direction he thought Kai was in. He mis-judged.

"We're over her, actually..." A young female voice sounded a little to his left, and he felt his face go hot beneath his fur. He dipped his head in apology and waved again, this time in the right direction. "Hi, I'm Winyan, pleased to meet you," Nobody had ever been pleased to meet him. It came as a massive shock when he took his paw in her own and shook it gently. Feeling Aga bunching up her little squirrel muscles, Cecil flicked her with his tail. He liked her, his new sister. Now he had to meet mum and dad.

He let go of Winyan and stood, sniffing about for unfamiliar smells. When he found them and moved toward them, he sat again. "I'm Wannagi, and this is Durango," A gentle female voice rang out. He felt Aga jump off his shoulder, probably to content herself with a few sniffs of the new comers. He heard three sharp squeaks, and he nodded. Aga was not quick to trust, and she had left Cecil with strangers to get some nuts. They must truly mean to keep me! Cecil thought excitedly. "We are going to be your new parents," A smooth male voice sounded, belonging to Durango, no doubt about it.

The small dragon felt tears welling in his sightless eyes, falling down his cheeks when he said the first words he'd ever spoken: "You won't leave me, will you?" His voice was filled with sadness, and it was as full of youth as everyone had imagined it to be. "No. Never," He heard Wannagi say, and felt a pair of soft, warm arms wrap around him. He sunk into them, and inhaled that warm, motherly smell. The smell of love, and care, and something that was entirely unique. He stood weeping in her arms for some time, and discovered later that as this happened, Durango signed the adoption papers, and Aga came back and socialized with Kai and Winyan in her cute, squirrely way.

How much love can you give?
~All of it~
I will doodle him everywhere, and take all the punishments. I will draw him, write more stories, make a page for him on the fanclub, find him some friends, give him a couple items, never take him away from Aga, love him so hard all my friends will go mad.
Parents~
Mum and Dad are the best things ever - next to Aga, of course. They love me, and look after me, and they give me the comfiest of beds (even if they say they got the comfy one) and they give me amazing things like cakes, and ice-cream(Even if they make me eat the acorns,Aga gathers). Oh, and Aga has her own bed in my room, which she only uses to hibernate. Anyway, my parents are the best, and I love them soo much!
Personality;
Cecil is a quiet, soft spoken child, who is not the quickest to trust. He has a surprisingly large intellect, and it highly mature for his age. But he's still a kid. If you get over the fact he doesn't speak much, he is very bubbly and excitable. He has a wide imagination, and can see things in his mind that none of you could ever conjure up. Because he's blind, he has no restrictions to what colour things are. The sky could be pink in his mind when you say its blue. Cecil loves Aga with all his heart, and is immensely loyal. He would never abandon a friend like his true parents did him. Cecil has a way of communicating with his little guide squirrel, and they are the only two who fully understand it.

Wannagi
What she thinks of her new son.
Cecil is fascinated by Wannagi, and loves her dearly.
She was the first person to hug him - other than JBD staff and Aga. He wonders
often if his real mother was so kind and open, and if she would have loved him
like Wannagi does if he hadn't been blind.
Durango
Well, with his loving nature, he's excited to
be able to even have a chance to give this little guy a home where he will be loved
forever. He knows he has raised his two Beans right, and they will accept him, no
matter what. He doesn't care that he can't see and is deaf in one ear, to him, that
make Cecil even more special! He can't wait to teach this little Bean what he knows,
and help him realize that he's perfect the way he is.
Cecil loves his father, and really looks up to him. He is
his role model, and he wishes to be so kind and wonderful when he grows up.
Kai
What he thinks of his new brother.
Cecil is slightly wary of Kai, and isn't sure what to make
of him. He likes Kai quite a bit, but never speaks to him. To be honest, it's because
he never had a sibling, and a big brother idea scares him. He knows it's unfair, as
Kai's done nothing wrong, but he is still kinda frightened.
Winyan
What she thinks of her new brother.
Quite the opposite of how he feels with Kia. Cecil thinks
that his sister is nice, but he rarely talks to her either. He is still kind of scared by the
'older sibling' idea, but not so much as with Kai.

likes/dislikes

favourites/least favourites

She darted from tree to tree, loving the cold feel of snow under her paws. She spread her bushy, black tail and leapt again, resting at a hawthorn bush.

w i p.

[chickadee;;]

definate reserve. he deserves endless love. ;w;