[miike]

Name: "Eskii" Eskimo
Gender: Male
Personality: WIP
History: WIP
Biggest Secret (can't be a crush): WIP
Art: WIP

[Pachoopi]

Withdrawing <3
Name:

Poptart

Gender:

Male

Personality:

Poptart's personality is very diverse. At times he is calm and quiet, and other times he is energetic, talkative, and even annoying to some extent.


"Am not! Pshh, i'm never annoying." :U


Sure, Poptart. ;D He is always trying to be kind to others, and loves seeing his friends happy. He considers himself a musician, and loves to write songs and listen to music in his free time. He is very social, and is in no way shy. Poptart loves to talk, and could do so for hours on end if left with a good topic. Whenever he is home, he is always itching to get outside or invite a friend over. He hates being bored, and will go to great lengths to amuse himself. [strike]Like sneaking out in the middle of the night to run around outside. >w>


"What?" D: "I never did that... I, I, uh... forgot something in the road! Yes, that's what I was doing, I had to go get something off the road!"


So you're telling me that you running around in circles after a moth in the yard, is picking something up off the road? eue


"You saw me? I mean, pshh, I was never doing that..." >u> <u<


Poptart is goofy, and loves to joke around. Whenever he feels down, he tries to hold it back from his friends in order not to worry them. He likes to use music to help himself feel better, or he simply spends a bit of time outside to calm down.

History:

"Well, here goes.";;



I can still remember the day I opened my eyes to the world. Vaguely, yes, but nevertheless, I can remember.

***

There I was, a puny little being, barely able to move. The world seemed so big; I didn't need to see to feel it. It was overwhelming. I would cry and cry out for help, lost in a daze of blinded confusion, but yet no comfort would come. It sort of felt like I was separated from reality, only the hard, cold floor separating me from a never-ending expanse. I just felt... so distant. Eventually, as my lungs grew ever weaker from exhaustion, I gave in, a black darker than my sightless vision overwhelming me.

It was then that I opened my eyes to the world. I jerked awake, invited to nothing different then blackness. But something was different. Instead of a cold, hard ground to support me, I was surrounded by some warm, soft material. As soon as the thought crossed my mind, the soft material moved. Moved? It couldn't be, but yet it was. Every now and then, the material would stir, gently flicking about. Soon later, I could feel something breathing on me. The substance wasn't a substance, it was living!

Every muscle in my body told me to get away, but for some reason the presence felt comforting, not evil or malicious. The being then spoke to me. I could hear every word of it, and even though I had no idea of what the being was saying, I could sort of 'sense' what it was saying. Instinctively, I relaxed, accepting the fact that this being was not a threat. I began to sense other beings, different beings. They were all very diverse and unique. Some were rather annoying, small beings that buzzed about, landing on my fur. Others were more peaceful beings that pranced about, calling out to one another. One of them bent their heads down to the ground and started grazing on the green grass, their brown, beady eyes filled with a carefree, calm emotion.

Wait, green? Brown? All I had known was black before, but suddenly, the world seemed to have lit up with colors of every kind. Then I blinked. Blinked. How could I be seeing and blinking when my eyes wouldn't open? I turned around to meet a much larger creature, the being that had comforted me when I couldn't see. She was about twice the size of me, and her fur was a mixture of many different shades of brown. Her eyes were a faded blue, almost the the point where they looked grey.

I spun around, forcing myself to run to a small patch of water nearby, and gazed into the small pool. I saw myself. My eyes were silvery, my fur being very similar to that of the larger version of me, except I had clusters of light blue markings down my legs, face, and tail. I look just like her... I turned tail, and eyed the female that had helped me. Sure enough, her fur patterns were almost exactly like that of mine.

As my gaze drifted between myself and the female, the sentence just seemed to slip off my tongue. I didn't know what I was saying, but yet I understood full well of what it meant. "W.. who are you?" As I finished speaking, the female smiled, narrowing her eyes in a friendly gesture. She rested her tail on my shoulder, and I sat down beside her, waiting for her to speak. "Oh, silly you~! Don't you know me~? I am your mother." Her voice was rather quiet and calm, seeming to soothe me.

Her words rang through my head many times as I tried to comprehend them. M.. mother? But this can't be, I didn't know I had any family... "Shush, little one. You have only just opened your eyes. Get some rest; you didn't sleep at all last night." As if her words were giving me permission, I laid down, and felt a new sense of happiness and comfort as I drifted off to sleep, my family by my side.


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I can also recall the day I found my first and closest friends...


***


"Mom, Mom, Mom! Mom. Hey mom!" I leaped about excitedly, engulfing my food quickly so as not to waste time. "Yes?" She opened her faded blue eyes, a flicker of annoyance for being woken up in such a way. "I want to go outside. Can I?" My eyes filled with excitement as I awaited a response. My mom let out a sigh, and flicked her tail. "Sure. Just be careful~!" "I will!" I turned tail and bolted outside, my eyes lit up with curiosity.

There were a few others of my kind outside, running about happily and talking. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see two of my kind walking up to me. The smaller of the two, a brown one with many green markings, stepped forward and spoke. "Hey there! What's your name? I'm Cafe. Are you new here? Oh, and this is a good friend of mine, Emerald." I looked to his side to see a larger, rather colorful female. Her fur was a mixture of hot pink, yellow, white, and orange. "Hello~! As you already know, I am Emerald. Nice to meet you!" She smiled happily.

"Hi Emerald and Cafe, i'm Poptart! Nice to meet you too! I am actually pretty new here, I used to live a good ways away, but we moved due to the harsh living conditions." I sat down, listening to what they had to say. After what seemed like hours of talking, Cafe stood up, and let out a yawn. "So.. what do you want to do? It seems we've been talking forever." Emerald thought for a moment, her tail flicking.

After a short while, I came up with an idea. "There's a good spot to swim I know of, it's right by a waterfall too! We could swim there. It's pretty safe as long as you are careful." Emerald and Cafe's eyes lit up. "Sure! I love swimming!" We bounded off towards the waterfall. I took the lead, for I was the only of the three who knew it's location.

When we finally reached the waterfall, we were all breathless from running. Cafe sat down, panting. "Wow, it sure did take a while to get here, but it was definitely worth it! This is awesome!" Emerald ran past the group, and leaped into the water. "Agreed, it's perfect! The water is amazing!" ---wip

Biggest Secret:

wip :3

Art:
All art by me :3

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[iHolli]

Call him what you will.
An addiction.
An obsession.
I just call him
Coffee Bean ♥

Name:
Coffee Bean, but he is called Beenz for short.

Gender:
Male

Personality:
If there is one thing you need to know about him, it's that Beenz is a total prankster. He loves to play jokes on other JBDs, especially the ones who need a sense of humor. These tricks usually have something to do with coffee - be it raining coffee beans or dumping cold coffee on someone.
Despite all this, Beenz is actually very friendly and determined. He is a hard worker, and tries to be gentle - not something that always works, yet he tries anyway. He does have a temper; it's not easy to rile him up, but he's something to be feared when that does happen. Honestly, though, he wouldn't hurt a fly. He loves to be with others more than anything else, and will always reach out to a bean in need.
Beenz has his adventurous moments. He will take any sensible dare - he likes to think logically, you see. He's a bit of a nerd - though he will step up for another when needed. He is brave and confident, both in himself and those around him. He never gives up and isn't afraid to speak for those without a voice. He is a great friend, and while he can be unpredictable and tricky, Beenz is still a wonderful JBD to have around.

History:
From the very beginning, Coffee Bean's life was a nightmare. His parents were always fighting; he and his siblings would hide and listen, until they finally couldn't stand it anymore. Beenz took his brother and sister one night, and they ran, refusing to look back.

Time passed; the trio found out that being on their own was even harder than hearing their parents' shouting. They eventually went their separate ways, each of them adopted by a different, but loving family. Unfortunately for Beenz, his new life didn't go as he had hoped. His new owner, while not cruel or abusive, betrayed Beenz, and before he knew it, he was on the run again.

Then it all changed. It was a cold, dark, rainy night, not the first one Beenz had gone through. His pelt was soaked, his very bones shaking from the freezing rain. He ran until he found shelter beneath the overhang of a rock, making a cave just big enough for him. Coffee Bean shook his fur out a few times, which warmed him up a bit, before he curled up against the back of the rock, his tail over his eyes to block out the lightning. He never even noticed when the human raced under the outcrop, her teeth chattering from the cold. She didn't realize Beenz was there either, until she shone her flashlight on him.

The JBD started, his past with humans causing him to press himself against the wall. Fear coursed through him until he was sprayed with water - there was another like him in here. Beenz pricked his ears as the newcomer approached him, the three rather squished in this little shelter. This bean was smaller, but his fur was not that different from Coffee Bean's. Then, suddenly, the new JBD held out a powder blue paw. "I'm Draven," he said brightly, "but you can call me Dray."

It was not only the beginning of a new friendship, but a whole new life for Beenz as well. And for the first time in his life, he was happy.

Biggest Secret (can't be a crush):
Well...
In his spare time, he loves making pottery. He has all the equipment set up in a hidden place, and he goes there whenever he needs to relax and unwind, or just plain get away from it all. Every once in a while, he will take someone with him, but he prefers to go by himself. And he is very good at his work.

Art:
Hand-drawn:
Coffee Bean with HiveFleetBazha's Fern
Coffee Bean posing for the camera
Looking good
Good Morning :3
Beenz's biggest fear versus Draven's biggest enjoyment
Muzy stuffs:
Not just an obsession
A note from Beenz
Thoughts of a Coffee Bean
Music and Coffee Bean
Coffee Bean

Extra Things

Size:
Cow

Age:
27

Weight:
I don't think he's telling x3

Birth date:
April 1st
Explains the prankster part...

Fears:
He is terrified of roller coasters. Especially the ones that go upside down. He's always afraid he'll fall out of the seat. But anything else amusement park, he's good with... just nothing upside down.

Favorites:
~ Food
He loves coffee, of course. He could live off of it, and really, he does... but Oreos are always good, too .3.
~ Fun
Water parks are the best carnival-wise. His favorite source of summer entertainment!
~ Friends
He can't choose x3 He tries to be friends with everyone, and while it's hard sometimes, he's still loyal.
~ Accessories
Now there's a question! His favorite accessories are the ones he always wears; his necklace with a coffee cup charm, the coffee-bean-on-a-string around the end of his tail, the coffee pitcher stud he wears in his left ear, and the bandanna-turned-wristband he ties around his left front leg.

Why I want him:
I've had my eye on this boy for a long time. The design is brilliant; the soft blue against the browns, the white spots, and the twist of the gray eyes, are a lovely combo, and the tribal markings really make him something else .3.
I have... a thing for adoptables with a rough past. When I know their story, I want to love them and help them heal. But this time... it's different. I've been right there with the story. So once again, that old habit is kicking in. But it's not his past I want him for. It's everything about him, from his design, to the personality I want for him, to what the future may hold for him. This bean needs that chance to start over, and I'm ready and willing to give it to him, to love him and help those wounds heal.
Maybe my form isn't a mile long, maybe it's not as fancy as everyone else's. But I'm going to fight for this boy every step of the way, through all these extra things and the art I'm excited to share. I want him, because I want to know that he will make friends. That he will be loved without rest. That he will never, ever be hurt again. And if I do win him, I'll be able to know it for sure.
I'm not saying you should give him to me, of course! I just... well, I haven't felt this way about a bean since Draven. I can't stop the flow of inspiration for drawings of Beenz, or hold back the hopes I have for him. Perhaps it's a little too heartfelt, but I really do love this guy. Every last thing about him. Every tiny detail, every drop of color, every little piece of him.

{Complete work in progress right now, but I'll be working on this. A lot.}

.Holli.

[Alaska.]

Name: Paetski
Pronunciation: (Pay et skee)
Nickname(s):Ski or Pike
Gender: Male
Personality:
Adventurous
Amiable
Bold
Caring
Easily Distracted
History:
Biggest Secret:
Art: Can I draw him with Squirrel?

Huge wip <3

[.:Grell~Sutcliff:.]

Name: John Named for my uncle of my fathers side who has been diagnosed with lung cancer twice, in UNDER 3 years.
Gender: Male
Personality: Kind, Not afraid to fight for his family, or his siblings. Loves brisket. He is a very kind JBD who has a soft spot for young JBD's.
History: He was born normal(lol) Her went into the loving of photography at a young age. When he was older he was diagnosed with lung cancer, he got rid of it and 2 years later got diagnosed once more. It has been very hard fr him and just wants to give up. Favorite saying is 'This Cancer hides like a coward but fights like a warrior' He tends to be shy with females.
Biggest Secret (can't be a crush): When he was very young, he loved to eat tree bark.
Art: WIP



This form is a WIP and the cancer and stuff is COMPLETELY TRUE. Please do not say I am lyeing, I would NOT lie about a family member with cancer.


I gave up, I had no chance at all, all I can say right now is, Whoever wins this guy, congrats, he is trul one of a kind...Take care of him. this JBD has been throug a lot already.

[fleatato]

Name: Koda
Gender: Male
Personality:sweet very kind boy and sometimes lazy. A heart for adventure

History: he was a little egg when he was born he had been lost.Koda then hatches and he finds himself alone , he walked around and couldn't find anyone so he sat down. Koda then heard something behind him it was a big JBD the JBD grabbed Koda and carried him to her nest and she raised him.As he grew up Koda became the most sweetest JBD ever . He didn't like to wear accessories but secretly he wears hats and ties . Koda loves to play video games too . So then he lived off doing those things and being a sweetheart

Biggest Secret (can't be a crush): He likes to wear hats and ties

Art: I wish I could draw him but my computer broke down so I'm using my phone and I really want him sorry

[Strawberry Skitty]

Name:Smore (His colors look soo much like smores!
Gender: Male
Personality:He is a bouncy,funny,random JBD.He went through a lot through his life,but his motto is "Similes go for Miles!"He loves feeling wind so his would love it if he could fly.He usually wears Aviator goggles and a steam punk bracelet.He makes friends whrever he goes and will do anything for his friends.He is acually pretty smart,but not that athletic,he's lost scoccer alot.He likes to invent and draw and loves camping with fellow JBDs.He is so energetic and likes to drink Lucgozin (i think i spelled it wrong) his favorite drink(an energy drink).
History:He was born in a fire where his parents died but he was rescued.He was released after the JBD organization discovered that she was unfit to care for Smore.At teen years he roamed the forest,now repaired.He searched for someone that could take care of him,but instead he found a place where people poach.Guns shot at him to catch a "rare and protected creature" Smore was forced to flee although the land was so lavish.ne day he was walking around with an injured leg when he was attcked by a ocelot.The fight was feirce,but he lost.Soon,Hiccup was walking around,looking for JBDs. She found Smore,half dead.She took him in and he stayed at the facilty until he was an adult.He was adopted By Techno Cat who tkes her on camping trips and feeds him smores.
Biggest Secret (can't be a crush):"It all started when i was a pup,i was running around in the field with another JBD,Ixchel.She stopped abrubtly and stepped back."Let's play hide and seek!"I agreed.Sh hide andi counted.She was hiding behind a boulder,but i didn't know.She came behind me and tapped my shoulder.I flipped out for a sec and flipped her over and broke her ankle.She went to the hospital to be healed.She survivred,but a fesr teared at my heat.Not that i'm afraid of others hurting me,i'm afraid of hurting others."

Art:Here's some,http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=30&t=1343573
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=30&t=1343620
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=30&t=1344831

Theme song:Me and You from Let It Shine,and Guardian Angel,With his mate he will ,soon,have.

Acessiories:As i said before,he wears Aviator Goggles and a Steam punk bracelet.He also wears a smore necklace.

School Life

1.Smore was introduced to school,the whole idea scared him.He remained soloitude,not trying to make friends.

2.Smore was introduced to bullying,and very bulky JBD called him several offensive names.It angered Smore,but he took no action.

3.Smore was angered by the JBD and attacked him.He was put on suspension for 2 weeks and it was put on his permanet record.

4.Smore was put back in school,after what happened,most JBDs respected him and thought of him as a hero.Smore,was horrified at what he did,it gave him horrible flashbacks of his life.He sealed himself in his own bubble.

5.Smore got into a fight with a white JBD by accident and had no choice but to defened him self.He was knocked out senesless and woke up in the clinic.He was called by the pricipal and was asked if he hd any problems at school.He broke down crying,he couldn't take all the hurt in his life.

6.I have been homeschooling him sice and he has been happy learning.We go on feild trips with his friends and have recess.He loves homeschooling,but he doesn't know that online is his only home collage.......

i really hope i win this beauty

[Wlyrout]

I cannot and will never be able to describe exactly why I want this guy so badly. He's just so perfect, so
amazing, so... I can't even tell you how... I can't even come up with a word to explain how much I love him.
His markings, his coat, and the endless ideas that fill my mind. They're all perfect. I've resisted from trying
for so many different JBDs for this one, he's taken up all of my time and I never want to stop typing away, bu-
ilding his character. I have no doubts that there are others in this competition who would give him a great ho-
me, but I still can't resist at least trying to call him my own. I've been going on about him for days, just ask my
poor father! If I won my Bou I don't know what I'd do. Probably cry and scream and run around my room destr-
oying things and try to make some art but then tear it up and then laugh and thank you to no end and tell ev-
eryone I've ever met in my life. And even then it wouldn't show even half of my obsession with him.

c a r i b o u: t h e y - l o o k - s o - s t r o n g . . .
with their antlers and all. and yet they are hunted down by animals much smaller than themselves, such as wolves. my own, personal wolf? that's my history.

n a m e
c a r i b o u - [c a r · i · b o u]
After two days of mulling around, probably coming up with hundreds of names (each
one of them rejected), I turned to, of all people, my grandmother. She came up with Windbr-
eaker, Wicker, Choula... and then she thought of Caribou. It was perfect, and I love it. <3

I do like my name...
but I think newsie likes it more. c:

n i c k n a m e (s)

k e t c h u p - [k e t c h · u p]
My brother suggested Ketchup as a name. Why? 'Because he's awesome. Like ketchup.'
'Course I had to start teasing Caribou about it, and pretty soon it became a kind of joke.
No one calls him Ketchup but me, and even then it's pretty rare. I like it, though. :3

Ketchup. It doesn't make any sense!

b o u - [b o u]
Short for Caribou, Bou is what this fella's most often called. It's like my Coffee Cake-
no one really calls her that, they call her Flour. Same with him. No one ever calls him
Caribou, really. Bou's what he generally goes by.

Now this one I like. :3

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p e r s o n a l i t y

Sorry if I drift off-topic a bit, Flour will surely give me grief about it.

a l l - o f - t h e - t i m e
General traits; qualities that you can always recognize him by.

q u i e t- Since he was a baby bean, Bou has been awfully quiet. He’s never had much to say, really. Don’t get me wrong, he still talks to his friends and things, and always fully answers your questions when you ask them, even if it takes a lot of explaining. I think “long story” might just be his least favorite expression.

I think it might be, too. You should add it to my Pet Peeves section. Do I have a Pet Peeves section?

And when he does blurt something out, as you can see, it’s usually not very important. Almost reminds me of Ferb from the Disney show Phineas & Ferb.

As I was saying… Many, after only having been with Caribou for a short while, believe that he’s hiding something or holding something back. None of his real friends, however, have ever questioned this. They know as well as I and Bou himself that it is nothing more than being a generally quiet dude. Others think that it is a lack of self-expression or whatever, that he’s afraid to state his opinion. This, too, is completely false. While Caribou does have his own opinions, he finds it politer to keep them to himself.

c l i n g y- Invasive, clingy, call it whatever you want. Bou hasn’t always been clingy, as he has been quiet, though it’s now a trait that he always carries. After he was "passed on" to another user he became quite unsettled, and so stuck to her like peanut butter on braces (boy, do I know about this!). It’s only worsened; now he gets awful separation anxiety when he's left alone.

His friends are well used to it by now, and know to never ask for any kind of privacy around Bou, but strangers have often told him that’s he’s sitting too close or digging too far into the conversation. He even follows Flour around quite closely, despite her being so… Well, you know Flour. I suppose it’s because of his past, and I guess he has good reason to be a bit clingy, though I do wish it would wear off a bit.

Hey, newsie, what are you telling them about?

work in progress

[xtr.terrestrial]

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I can't completely pour my emotions into a side note at the top of a JBD form. But this guy... this one's special. When I saw him first, when he was up for adoption first, I only resisted from trying for him because I thought someone else deserved him. They didn't. No one did and no one does now. Because now this JBD isn't just a JBD. He's a story. A story that has yet to find it's happy ending. Kimoa. Oliver. Now a dozen more people want to name him something new, give him another fresh start. But for what, if he's just going to end up broken again, torn between different users, bickering and arguing? At this point, I can only trust myself to give him the home he deserves. And I know that sounds completely awful. But I mean, we all trusted Kurt. Weren't we the ones who dedicated space in our signatures and room in our hearts for a player who we truly believed had died? And it was because of that trust that this very special bean was abandoned again. And by saying that, I'm saying that maybe you can't even trust me. But I guess that's what the form's for- to win over your trust.

But I swear now: If I win this bean, he will be loved forever. For the first time and the last time, he will have found an owner who actually cares.
I promise.

I agree, but someone deserves him, I bet someone will give him an amazing home... he is a very special JBD, the most amazing one I have ever seen, and when I first found these, he was the one that stood out to me out of all of the JBD's. If I win him, I promise to give him an amazing home, and when I also first saw him, that was the first thing I clicked on, I wanted to make a form, but I noticed he was already adopted... them this whole kurt fiasco (which was EXTREMELY stupid) happened and he lost his bad owner, but to me, that is good that he is going to a new owner that actually LOVES him and doesn't give him to other users, no matter what it mean, I would give the world for him and even if it means I have to do anything, I don't care. If the world was ending and the only way everything would stop is if I had to give him back, then I would just let the world end, and we would die TOGETHER. He is very special and deserves a good mom/dad, not someone who passes him around accounts and then they fake their own DEATH... so whoever wins him, i will be stalking them to make sure they take good care of him. <3

[knight of time]

reserved for my form.

i... oh, poor kimo...