[Deadly Nightshade]

Of course i do! <3

You were Husky Girl! <3

[DecafBunny]

Oh yay ;u; i thought you forgot meh

[Deadly Nightshade]

Never could i forget you! <3 :3

[kirill]

Ok.... I have a brand new, completely redone form.

Likes
Bright things
Shiny objects
Fire
Studying outer space
Stars
Strawberry Twizzlers
Music
Painting
Sports
Camping
Corn
Pizza
Fishing
Food
Candy
Yogurt
Anything outdoors
Cookies
Taking risks
Skateboarding
The color red-orange
The beach
The sun

Dislikes
Snow
Cold
Milk
Rain
Clouds/cloudy days
Cottage cheese
Bad weather
Couch potatoes
Storms
Rivers
Staying still
Chores
Work

.:Name:.
Blaze

.:Gender:.
Male

.:Age:.
19

.:Personality:.
Basic
||Cool||Fiery||Brave||Hyper||Daredevil||
In Depth
Blaze is the coolest Jellybean Dragon around! Everyone wants to be his friend. He’s handsome, he has style, he’s popular, he’s unique. Who wouldn’t want to be friends with Blaze? He has a bright, fiery personality. He also has a bit of a hot temper; although he gets into arguments a lot, and can sometimes hold a grudge, he’s still a nice JBD. He’s a JBD who loves to stay active: he'll do anything and anything he can outdoors. Whether it’s a friendly race, a game of soccer, or just a simple game of tag, he wants to play outside! He loves soccer, lacrosse, baseball and football, and almost and other sport out there! Everybody admires his beautiful markings; they’re special and unique, just like him. He wears a red piece of cloth, wrapped around his front left leg for good luck. He is very hyper and cannot be cooped up for long. Although it is very hard for him to sit still, sometimes, when he is calm, he likes to paint. He paints beautiful pictures of landscapes, fire, sunsets, and so much more. He is an amazing painter, although he does not like to do it very much, because it requires great focus, concetration, and- staying still. That's the part he hates the most. For some reason, he hates milk and cottage cheese. Although he has never eaten either, and he never will: he refuses to go anywhere near the dairy snack and drink. He hates days when it's cloudy, and it's precipitating. These are sad days for him. Although the weather is not good these days, he still tries his best to get outside somehow. If the rain or snow is only light, he will go out and play soccer; If it is heavily snowing, he will go skiing or sledding or build a snow fortress or snowman out of the snow. If it is heavily raining, he plays ping-pong inside. He often tries to get Berry to play sports with him, but she is always reluctant. Unlike him, she does not like sports. He constantly tries to teach her his favorite sports, but she refuses to learn. He hates chores and work, who doesn't? He loves to eat; his favorite foods are Pizza(No pepperoni, of course!), Ginger cookies, Strawberry Twizzlers, and strangely, he loves to eat yogurt and corn in large amounts. He loves camping and outdoor activities like camping. He loves fishing, but always lets the fish go at the end, making sure it is not harmed. Although he loves taking risks, he hates to harm anything or anyone but himself. He also likes gazing at stars and studying outer space.


.:Art:.
By Me
By Me
By me
By Me
By Me
By Me
By Me
By Me
By Me
By me
Lines by Emeralda, coloring by me

.:Why I Want Him:.

Why do I want him, you ask? Well, why wouldn’t I want him? He’s perfect in every single way. He’s probably definitely my dream JBD. I can’t imagine not winning him; I once had a nightmare about not winning him! xD I’ll start with how he looks.
He is such an amazing JBD! He is, again, perfect, in every way I could imagine. I love his bright, fiery colors. They’re beautiful and bright, and they really stand out, without going overboard. And I love his pattern his design; yes, the colors are pretty, but they would just be some random colors that go kind of well together if it hadn’t been for the design you used. I love how the more yellowish- orange overlaps the orangish-red. The go perfect together, and I just love how you gave them a pastel/paint effect. This makes them look so much more like fire; as if it is fire, blazing on his back, creating these beautiful markings. I also love the little dots you put on him, the red ones between the red+orange stripes on his back and in the swirl on his leg, and the orange dots weaved into the red on his head. You balanced the colors and designs perfectly: just the right amount of color, just the right amount of stripes, of dots, of swirls, and of fiery markings. I love the four fire-like markings you put on his tail, too; two have the pastel effect, and two don’t. These look the most out of all his markings like fire, blazing down his tail. And it’s just perfect how you used the two non-overlapping ones as the two stripes required on every JBD’s tail- that’s so creative! And you put just the right amount of brown to his design: even though it’s only on his tail and ears, it contrasts perfectly with the other colors. And his only accessory, the red ribbon around his front leg, is so perfect for him; although it’s just a red piece of cloth, it adds so much to him and goes perfectly with his design!!
I also love the personality I’ve developed for him. It contrasts perfectly with his design, or at least in my opinion. His fiery personality matches his beautiful markings. He’s such a handsome JBD!! I cannot express this enough. When I saw him, I could not believe he was up for adoption! I instantly entered. Every time that I’m bored, or have art block, I just draw Blaze. The art I have in my form is not all of it; I have about 9 more pieces in my sketchbook that either I am not able to post, or are not good enough to post, and I’m still making more each day. Often, when I’m drawing a picture, I end up doodling Blaze on the side of my page. I feel like I don’t have enough digital art of him, as I only have an hour on the computer each day, and I hope that this is okay with you. Each day I edit my form, every time I get a chance to, and I worry that it’s not good enough. When I can’t go on anymore, I go type in word on my laptop, which is very old and doesn’t go on the internet, and I transfer pieces of my form by USB. As much as I hope that you choose me as the winner of this JBD, I wish good luck to all the other forms, too. There are so many other amazing forms, and I’d be very surprised if you chose mine. Thank you so much, Deadly Nightshade, for making such an amazing JBD; I know that no matter who wins him, he will add so much to the JBD community. The winner of this JBD will be so lucky, one of the luckiest people on CS, or at least in my opinion.

.:How I Will Treat Him:.

He will become the most spoiled of all my characters, and the most spoiled and happiest JBD out of all the JBDs existing and that will ever exist. I will draw traditional, digital, anthro, neko, character, original, lineless, every style of him you could think of, and order it, too. I will make projects of him, top sweets and desserts and regular foods with pictures of him, and I will make him the most popular JBD in the fanclub. I will RP him/voice him all the time in the fanclub, and in any other appropriate thread. I will RP with him, I will write stories about him, and I will put him in existing stories. I will do art collabs with him, and I will post him wherever possible: in my trades center, in my signature, on character threads, and on my character thread [When I make one! :P]; he will get his very own page! I’ll do whatever I can to make him happy. He’ll be more than just a character to me; like my other two only real charries, my fursona, Karina, and my other JBD, Berry, he will be like family to me. I'll make more art of him, spoil him and love him some more, and make some more art of him. I will luffles him for ever and ever. He will be friends with my other JBD, Berry. He’ll be part of the JBD community, of the JBD family. I know that he is the perfect JBD for me, and even if I do not win him, another JBD like him will never come along again, or another character, for that matter. He is the perfect JBD. I will treat him like a real creature. I’ll do anything I can to make him the happiestJBD character on earth in the universe ever to exist!!

.:Theme song:.
All the right moves by OneRepublic

.:Quote:.
“Just do it.”

.:Will you luffles him:.
I thought I already answered that. Should I tell you again?
Berry: No!
*puffs* Fine.


.:Favorite music:.
Hip hop/rap

.:Favorite game/sport:.
Lacrosse/Football

.:Favorite food:.
Cheese pizza

.:Favorite song:.
Right round By Flo Rida[/i]

.:History:.
When Blaze was very young, he lived in a small den in the woods. He lived only with his mother; his father had drowned in a raging river they had once played in. This gave blaze a great fear of rivers. Other bodies of water are okay, though. One day, when Blaze was only 4 years old, a great storm attacked the woods they lived in. Lightning struck a tree near their den. It crashed down on the den, crushing his mother and setting the den on fire. His mother told him to flee from the woods; she was going to be killed, and they both knew it. Blaze was very reluctant to leave his mother; but she insisted. Eventually, he ran, far, far from the woods. As he escaped from the den, another burning tree crashed down, burying his mother for good. He ran until he stopped in a small clearing, far away from the woods. This is where Berry was staying for a campout with her owner that night. It was pure luck that Blaze came upon them; They adopted him, took him in, cared for him, treated him like he was family. And that's because he is family, and he will be, for as ling as he lives, and long after. He now lives with Berry and her owner in a nice house in the forest. They now have a lightning rod, too.

.:Poem:.

Blaze,
So happy, fiery and bright,
Blaze,
Everywhere shines his fiery light,
Blaze,
Everybody knows it’s him,
Blaze,
Every time that he walks in!

.:Story:.
crack!
I huddled next to my mother, terrified of the big, scary noise. I huddled closer to her as another loud Crack! boomed, shaking the forest.
“Mommy, what is it?” I asked her. I was only four years old that day. In fact, today, July 18th, I had only just turned four, and I was still getting used to it.
Crack!
“Honey, that is lightning,” She told me, wrapping her tail around me to comfort me. Although her expression was calm, her voice quivered, and her whole body shook; and I could tell that she was terrified, too.
“Mommy, will it hurt us?” I asked her.
To that she di not answer.
As we huddled there, waiting, waiting to know what would happen, what our fate was, another loud Crack! shook the forest. Yet this was followed my more craking, getting louder and louder as something moved toward us.
A tree was falling.
“Blaze!” my mother screamed to me as the branches of the tree broke through the top of our small, shabby den, the branches reaching out greedily, threatening to reach out and grab us.
I dodged out of the way just in time of the tree to avoid being crushed by its thick, heavy trunk, but its branches reached out and scratched me,leaving a wide gash strectching from my front to hind leg. My mother, however, had not been so lucky: the tree trunk had crushed her, only her head and forepaws sticking out from under it.
“Blaze, run,” she rasped. I could tell that each word was a struggle to speak, her strength slowly ebbing away from her. “Run. Run as far from here as possible.”
“No, mommy, I’m staying here,” I cried, attempting to lay down next to her.
“No,” she wailed, pushing me away from her. Tears dripped down, mixing with the pool of blood that was welling at her paws. “Blaze, my baby, you must escape…. I cannot ever be happy if you die here….”
It was then that I realized, that if I didn’t escape, if I didn’t make it out alive, she could never rest in peace. Nothing mattered more to her than me, her one and only son.
Suddenly, a claw of lightning struck the topmost branches of the once humongous tree. Tounges of fire licked the branch, speedily progressing down the trunk of the tree; it would soon reach our den.
“I love you, mommy,” I told her for the last time, tears welling in my eyes.
She smiled. “I love you too, my Blaze,” she whispered. Then her eyes closed, and she lay still, unmoving.
And then I ran.
Ran, as fast and as far as my itty-bitty legs could carry me, away from the den as it was engulfed in hungry flames.
I ran and ran; I don’t know for how long. It could have been seconds, minutes, hours, days. I ran until I came to a small, grassy clearing. Beautiful it was, flowers blooming, bees buzzing, butterflies fluttering.
But I was too scared, too tired, too distracted by the previous event that I did not notice this. I also did not notice the small tent set up in a corner of the clearing. I was losing blood fast, and I was too tired to care about anything but one fact:
My mother was dead.
I gazed at the moon, at the stars. My mother had often told me about how when you died, you went to heaven; you became a star, one of millions in space, where you rested peacefully for eternity. I had always known my father was up there. I wondered if my mother had joined him now, too.
Then everything went black.

I dreamed I was following a path formed by shining stars, leading me through the night sky. I approached two stars, brighter than the rest, sitting next to each other. My mother and father, I thought. Then many stars flew together to form two starry figures: my mother and father.
“Thank you,” my mother told me, both regret, pain, sadness, happiness and love in her voice. “Thank you for listening. We shall now be forever happy, until the day you come to join us. Thank you so much. I love you.” They started to fade.
“No!” I screamed. “Don’t go! I want to stay here, with you!” But the path had fallen, and I tumbled down, down, through endless space….
I awoke in the real world. My mother and father were gone; a young girl and a Jellybean dragon about my age stood in their place, gazing down at me.
“He’s awake!” the purple, pink and blue JBD whispered to the girl.
I turned my head to glance at my side; excruciating pain seared through my body, but I managed to get a glimpse of a blood-stained bandage wrapped around me.
“Stay down and rest,” the girl told me. “That’s the only way you’ll get better,”
I hope that’s true, I thought sadly as I blacked out again into a dreamless sleep.

I awoke in a white room. The same girl and Dragon stood over me.
“Will he be okay?” The girl asked a woman in a green outfit.
“If he rests,” she replied. “There, I gave him the painkiller.”
The searing pain in my side started to fade, but of course it did not completely go away. A new bandage had replaced my old one, too.
“Where’s your owner? They must be worried sick about you!” the girl asked me, sounding very worried.
I tried to shake my head, but couldn’t: the pain was too much. “I-I lived with my mother,” I rasped. “But she was killed.”
“You can stay with us, you know,” the JBD blurted out.
I looked at the girl and dragon. They seemed nice. They had taken care of me when I was hurt, even though they had never met me before.
“Ye-yes,” I stammered. A cold numbness started to seep over me. Must be this painkiller stuff, I thought as I drifted into yet another deep, dreamless sleep. But I knew I was safe, for now.



-By me

Layout by Nightmaregirl

[Green Arrow]

Thanks for the time extension XD The update nearly killed me waiting >.O

[Jazperz]

When is this adoption ending? The sixth, or seventh?

(Entering. I just need to write my story and upload my art before posting my form.♥)

Thank you, hope my question isn't a bother. D:

[Flitter]

Ugh, so many beautiful forms...I don't envy you judging this, Nightshade! Good luck all. I can tell this boy'll go to a loving home.

[Deadly Nightshade]

It will be judged on the 7th, so tomorrow..At about 7:00 PM GMT

[Acidic]

Good luck everyone! <3

[kirill]

Meh.... I don't feel satisfied with my form. I keep editing it every 5 minutes. ;A;