.:Camp Jellybean:. (A JBD RP)

[peter quill]

{recap?}

Ducky
Your average annoying child JBD.

Ducky chuckled, still smirking. They would rule the camp. They would get all the cookies. Kings. He munched on his chocolate treat, finishing it, before speaking.
"Ugh. Pamphlets. Wolfy was reciting them in the car." Ducky snorted, flicking his tail. He pawed his duck hat, to see if he had more cookies in there. Only a few. He'd save those for later.
"There's a game we should be at right now. And yes, sadly, a curfew. Ducky replied, frowning slightly. He glanced at Fletcher, grinning.
"But, hey. You know us. We've been barely caught before. And since there's less then 10 counselors, they can't watch us for a long time." Ducky said with a tone of mischief. He huffed slightly.
"I HOPE their not looking for us right now." Ducky added, before taking another cookie, breaking it in half, and holding it out to Fletcher.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Zoe
Say hello to your counselor!

Zoe sat across Julie, smiling brightly. She watched all the dragons say their names, trying to remember them. Her ponytail moved slightly with the breeze, and her blue eyes looked a bit deeper. Zoe kept glancing at every dragon, and hearing them.

[chupacabras]

((So yes, it looks like you know what's going on. . They're playing the name game, and Donut has just gone. Guava and Ixchel are fetting away with talking quietly.))

[M'ov]

((So yes, it looks like you know what's going on. :). They're playing the name game, and Donut has just gone. Guava and Ixchel are fetting away with talking quietly.))

{ Who`s next? xD }

[chupacabras]

((I don't even know. XD I'm probably going to get off soon))

[astrocompass]

| Male | 12 | Catch me if you can. |

The inward groan that had left his mouth at the mention of a curfew, seemed to fade as quickly as it had been released. Fletcher soon felt Ducky's grin begin to spread to his own mouth as he listened to his friend talk, his words like they had been just plucked from his own head.
Ducky was like that, he always seemed to be contagious in whatever he did and for the red male this meant that they might have a couple more young dragons helping along in the chaos. It was always nice to have bait once in a while. Fletcher didn't mean any harm by using others, it was more just a part of his nature to be a bit manipulative when the opportunity presented itself. Ducky was one of the exceptions of course, Fletcher was loyal to a fault to those who had proven themselves or made an impact on him, he was fickle in this way but that never seemed to stop the young male from constantly and subtly testing those around him to see if they were the kind of dragons he would stand behind.
"If they can even catch us first."
Fletcher responded, dipping his head to the side in a way that suggested some kind of reference to one of their past boughs of chaos, before taking the half of the cookie and storing in in his pouch for later.
"If we're late for a game then we might as well not keep them waiting then, huh?"
The last of his words were thrown over his shoulder to Ducky as Fletcher began trotting in the direction of voices near the center of camp. He looked back and waved his tail to the blue male, motioning for Ducky to follow; with a look in his blue eyes that spelled nothing but trouble on the horizon.

[lavender.]

Scribble snuck into the camp, trying to join without being noticed. He knew he was very late. It was embarrassing. But he was here now, right? As he walked toward the group, he noticed two younger dragons, a red and a blue one. Were they late like him? Scribble shrugged it of and squeezed into the circle, right next to Donut. 'Hey, what did I miss?' he whispered.

[chupacabras]

Donut- Camper
"You might want to scoot down" he whispered. "We're playing a name memory game."

[Scavenqers]

(So, what's going on? Is there a certain way you'd like me to jump in?)

[chupacabras]

((Just read the second post from the top of this page. Adding in on it, Scribble has arrived next to Donut.))

[astrocompass]

Name- Seren
Nickname- Seren or Sera
Personality- The first word the comes to mind when trying to describe the personality of this little yellow female is, serene. A quirky conscience as her name Seren makes up the majority of the word, serene. She is very faithful in hope and dreams and how they affect the dragons that hold them, and create them for themselves. After all "Hope is what we give ourselves, that's what defines true inner-strength." As she has said before. Seren can be quite philosophical, as she does not see the world for what others may, the world for Seren is exposed raw by simply sound and touch; and it is hard to make the glitter of gold as alluring when you can't see it. She is quite shy, preferring to reserve herself to a few very close friends that she can depend whole-heartedly on and hold in high esteem. Seren is in a way sentimental, as she has a book of pressed flowers from places she's been or given to her from people she'd met in her pouch. She enjoys flowers the most as they can be beautiful by only scent and touch, which also helps her identify where the flower came from or who gave it to her; by the scent. It is a well-known fact of those who have encountered the blind girl that she asks her new acquaintance to pick out their favorite flower or find one they like and pick it. For Seren this is a bonding moment as through the flower she is able to gain some insight on the dragon.
History- See story here for some bits of history
Extra- This little lady is blind