[Lime]

how cute!

[Gothamitez]

reserve / wip

• n a m e :

Gwendolyn

• n i c k n a m e :

Gwen
or
The Fair Gwen of Air

• super embarrassing nick name:

Gwenny-doll

• g e n d e r :
female

• tell us about when she was mistaken for a guy :
not so great at stories but eh, I can try?


• intersting.... What her most ridiculous fear:


Waffles, Why does she hate them?:


When she was three she lost something important to her, What was it, what happened?:
She's now kind of a reble teen...Why might that be?
She love silver, but she's rather poor how does she end up getting it?
Why is she poor?
What jewlery does she have?
What tramatic experance as a kid made her afraid of Crickets:
She likes the cold, Why?
How'd she get those scars?
History(Optional, but I love reading so take that into account)
Personality
Art
Other

[philocalist]

n a m e ;;Tally Bianca Manson, but please, it's just Tally.
n i c k n a m e ;;Tal, and Mango calls me Tally-Wa!
e m b a r r a s s i n g .n i c k n a m e. ;;...Well...Ta-ta.Gets on my nerves. >.< Ever since I was a bean, my parents would be all, "I'll see you later, my Ta-Ta, au revoir!"
g e n d e r ;;Female! Duhh..

Tell us about when you was mistaken for a guy.
You sure? Well, alrighty then..
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It was a normal day, and I was strollin' about the streets of the Big Apple, minding my own business. Suddenly, a gang of thug JBD's dragged me into a dark, and may I say, smelly alleyway. The biggest one approached me, his eyes gleaming in malice. Leaning down, his eyes hovered over me, scanning my pelt and all, and boy, did that feel offensive. When he stopped, his mouth grew intoa smirk, and he snickered a little. "Hey runt," he snarled, his disgusting breath washing over me, "You're in my territory. Now you're gonna pay." He could sense my fear, I knew it, and as I scuttled backwards, trying to get out of the alley and away from these barbarians, but the rest of the group blocked off my path. Flinching, and started to realize something. These were all guy JBD's! They wouldn't hit a girl, would they? Right in the middle of the leader's threats, I cleared my throat. "You wouldn't hit a girl, would ya?" They all kinda stared at me, dumbfounded, and the leader shook his head. "Ah, sorry ma'm." They minions let me pass, and I ran as fast as I could to my home, to get away form them. I never saw the gang again, but now whenever I think about it, it makes me laugh because the 'Big Scary Boys' were scared of little ol' girl! Girls rule!

Interesting.... What's your most ridiculous fear?

My most ridiculous fear? Well, if you say so..
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I'm afraid of getting out of cars before the other passenger. I never drive, because I really can't, so I just hang around in the backseat. But I have this bogus superstition that if I step out of a car first, the driver will hit the gas and crush my feet, leaving me stranded in the place they left me. I wouldn't be able to get home, and I'd have broken bones! makes you think, huh?

Waffles, Why do you hate them?
D:< Because they're evil! But..Fine. I'll tell you.
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Waffles..I used to like waffles. But one incident made me want to forget that they ever existed.
...
'Twas a normal summer Saturday morning, the sun shining brightly into my face and the birds tittering a happy tune. Moaning grouchily, I shifted slightly in my newpaper-and-Starbucks cup nest to hopefully gain a couple mor eminutes of blissful sleep. Sadly, the attempt was futile. Sliding onto the wooden floor of the abandoned building, stretched out my stiff limbs, and headed out into the bustling, every-busy streets. I rushed to my friend Mango's house, he told me he had some kind of 'suprise' for me, and some other JBDs. Shuffling up the sidewalk, I finally reached his residence. "Yo, Mango?" I yell, rapping on the Mahogany door with the silver cuff on my tail. The goldenrod-yellow male opens up the door, and I stride in, my head held up high. "Adeo, Blane, Gami, and Chee were in the foyer, chatting amongst themselves. They all greet me, and I beam happily. "So, Mango," say Blane, "What's the big dealio?" He rushes into the kitchen, then shuffles back out with one of those fancy silver plate thingies. Motioning us to the dinner table, we all take a seat, and he reveals the secret to us. Slowly lifting up the shiny lid, the thing that was concealed inside..Were waffles? "Yo, what's with the waffles?" I inqure, postively confused. "Oh, I just came up with a whole new recipie for them..Try it!" We all chow down, and right before I took my second bite..I saw something inside of the fluffy middle of the waffle. Carefully picking it out, I stared at it for a moment, unsure of what it was. But then I realized..
It was a roach.
Me, being my own Tally-self, freaked out, jumping onto the couch and yelling random gibberish, wiping my tongue even crying a little. Mango, Adeo, Gami, Blane and Chee merely laughed at me. "What?! What's so funny about this?!!" I snarl, narrowing my bubblegum pink eyes. "That's not a real roach, silly! Today's April Fools' Day!" Adeo manages between burst of laughter. My gaze slides to the calendar, and whaddaya know. In a fit of rage, I tore it down and wreck part of the house, greatly upsetting Mango. But he deserved it! From that day on, I never ate another waffle ever again.

When you were three, you lost something important to you, correct? What was it, what happened?
You're now kind of a 'rebel' teen...Why might that be?
Miss Tally, you love silver, but you're rather poor. How did you end up getting it?
Why are you poor?
What jewlery do you have, Miss Tally?
What tramatic experiance as a kid made you afraid of Crickets?
You like the cold, Why?

How'd you get those scars?

h i s t o r y ;;
p e r s o n a l i t y ;;
a r t ;;
Tally the Riveter! (Halloween Costume) Done by me on Photoshop, with help from my sis ;3;
Tally, a drawing I made of her. I'm so proud! ;A;
Just a lil' Icon. :3 WAT
o t h e r ;;

Alright, the 'Why I Want Her' section, here to prove how much I love her! I do completly understand how much other people want her, and are determined to prove that they're worthy of her through the regular form, and I'll do that too. But here is a little place so I can let my bottled up feelings show. For one thing, her design. JBD #28 is beautiful without being too complicated, and the light swirls make her seem so so elegant. The dark tones and light tones of her pelt combined just add to her appeal, she's not some sparklebean or any bland monochrome. She's just..Perfect. I have to say, I've tried out for many JBD's, and lost all of them, but I want the bes chance I could have in this contest. Tally stole my heart, and I don't think she'll ever give it back. I looked over the old adoption page, and saw that there was really no information on this sweet girl, so this contest is like letting her develope an entire story, a character, a life.Really and truly, she reminds me of my sister in a way (:P), meaning the character I'll come up with for her. I'll try to make her as realistic as possible, with many flaws and also many perks and quirks. Not some wishy-washy, flippity-floppity, special snowflake mary-sue. I'll let you (the reader) explore her history and all of her quirks through the interview, history and personality section, alongside art and stories. I'm not the greatest at art or stories, no, not at all, but please please please take my form under consideration for your winner. I've felt my heart shatter many times, and I'm hoping that this time, I'll be able to celebrate. I have an account on the website that's hardly ever used, and I hope to be able to rejuvinate it with the pleasure of finally owning a JBD. She'll take over my signature, my gallery, and just about everything else possible. I'll be sure to make plenty of arts and crafts for her, maybe even a pillow! (I'm currently learning how to sew, so it'll be great practice~!) I'll order plenty of art, and enter many collabs, play in lots of roleplays, make her a bunch of friends/enemies/acquaintances, and maybe find her a special someone! -eyebrow wiggle- I really don't know if i can wwrite anymore, my mind always fails whenever I'm doing this kind of thing. #28 is just so amazing, I cna't put all of my heart and soul into this little section <3

Wip.

[petrify]

:3

[chromatica]

WIP

[mulder]

Oh my GLOB, she is sexy uvu
But I won't be trying.
Good luck, darlings <33

[squints]

Oh my GLOB, she is sexy uvu
But I won't be trying.
Good luck, darlings <33

Cx thank you!
And I'm loving these forms C:

[griffin111]

Rochelle

Yep, that is my name BUT NEVER CALL ME THAT. I'm Rocky (yes like the biscuit). From this, my best friend Mango calls me 'Rocky Road', which I quite like. My mother rather embarrassingly calls me Waffleanator. Don't ask.

.Gender.
Female

Duh, though it has been mistaken in the past

.Really? Tell us about when she was mistaken for a guy.
Rocky has been a tom-boy ever since she was a baby bean. She had never fit into any group very well. One day, her mother took her to a cosy cottage near their house. The aim of the trip was for Rocky to meet some of her mother's friends beans (all boys) in the hope that Rocky would make friends with them and wouldn't be so lonely. It worked. Whilst the adults were talking in a different room, Rocky introduced herself to the others.
"Hey, I’m Rocky" she stated simply, then sat against the wall. The others beans were talking about their favorite power-rangers episodes and sports teams. Rocky was delighted, for she had something in common with them. She walked up to them without fear and joined in the conversation joyfully. When it was time to leave, her mother came to collect her. (new line.) “Come on, Princess" she called. The other beans burst out laughing.
"Why does she call you Princess, dude?" Rocky was embarrassed beyond belief at what they thought and stood awestruck at her mother's side.

I like that story now, it was kind of like they accepted me thinking I was a boy

.Interesting.... What her most ridiculous fear.

Ha i fear nothing, except maybe cats and horses♞, im not scared they just bug me abit

Her fear of cats is called Gatophobia and horses is Equinophobia, she doesn’t like to talk about it much

I'm not scared

-hold up kitty-

- gulps and backs away into horse- AHH!!!

-Takes horse away-

They're dangerous at both ends and crafty in the middle -looks around for any sight of some more-

.Waffles, Why does she hate them?.
When Rocky was little, her mother’s owner loved waffles so naturally she was fed them a lot at many times during the day. One morning, she was left alone with her whilst her mother went out for the day for some reason or another, on that day, she ate 67 waffles (this is why her mother calls her the Waffleanator) and was sick all over the kitchen, she is not sick whenever she sees a waffle so beware if you ever see her at a breakfast bar!


.When she was three she lost something important to her, What was it, what happened?.
The snow settled quietly on a sunny Christmas day from Rocky's childhood, it was her favourite time of year; awe had once again filled her as she walked down the stairs to her little bump of presents wrapped in a rainbow of different coloured wrapping. Only one present was left under the spiky evergreen, it was only small and wrapped in golden sparkly paper, hastily Rocky opened the present to unveil a lovely hand-sewn beanie hat, it was a beautiful shade of dark red and had a huge R on the front in black, most people wouldn't think much of it, but it was ,in fact, the highlight of Rocky's day. She looked at the paper tag that hung from the strewn paper From Mummy it read in her mother’s calligraphic writing, Rocky put it on and rushed to hug her mother...
Years later on her 17 birthday, Rocky, her mother and Mango were having a picnic to celebrate the day. They set up in a huge solitary field surrounded by towering oak trees. The wind was much stronger than they had hoped and kept blowing things off of the checked picnic mat, as the sandwich's (for the 3rd time) blew off, Rocky raced after them down the field. Sadly, as she was running and jumping in attempt to catch them, the wind picked up again and blew her favourite hat into the surrounding trees. She searched for many hours, even coming back the next day to look for it but she never found it...
Until however (by a remarkable stroke of luck) Rocky decided to look in the local charity shop 4 years later. She glanced through the usual second-hand books, old jewellery and cheap ornaments but found nothing of interest. Rocky turned to stroll out of the door, there hidden in a pile of old clothes and shoes, she saw her hat!

And I’ll never lose it again, it’s my prized possession

.She's now kind of a rebel teen...Why might that be?.
Rocky's family never had much luck and was always vaguely low on money and luxuries, she was always trying to make an extra pound here or there for her mother by selling things on the street or doing little jobs for people around the town in which they lived. In a way, she has had to fend for herself and this has enforced a Rebel trait in her. She usually does what she thinks in right and enjoys doing it her way, even when she has been advised not to.



.She love silver, but she's rather poor how does she end up getting it?.
Rocky owns a stall in her town market, selling home-made craft on a daily basis. If someone shows particular interest in one of the rather expensive goods that she possesses, she will sometimes ask for silver jewellery in replacement for money.

I mainly sell home-made things like bracelets and stuff but sometimes i buy my stock and get rather nice things

.Why is she poor?.
Her family never had a lot of money really, this has kind of stuck with her throughout her life, she doesn’t really mind though.

It's not a bad thing, not in my opinion. It has taught me more of the real world, fending for myself, made me value the simple things in life

.What jewellery does she have?.
Her hat is her main accessory, she never takes it off. She also wears a silver ACDC devil horns necklace (like that but just the hand, no circle around it like on the pic below) that she got off of her friend.

Both of my accessories were given to me by my nearest and dearest

.What tramatic experance as a kid made her afraid of Crickets?.
Her fear of crickets (achetaphobia), once again, was caused by a traumatic experience as a baby-bean. She had a pet lizard (called snoopy the knight) that lived in a cage in the bedroom of her owners house. She had the responsibility of feeding it daily; as you may know, you feed lizards live, full-grown crickets. They were kept frozen, in a small bag in little pink mini fridge once again in her room. One stormy night, the power went from her house however unknowingly Rocky continued to sleep, she was also unaware that she had not closed the mini fridge's door properly and that the crickets had escaped. She awoke to them nesting in her fur. This incident has scared her for life!!!

I'm not scared...

.She likes the cold, Why?.
Rocky does adore the cold. It reminds her of her favourite things in life including: Christmas, she would spend each one with her mum and they would exchange home-made gifts and cards; her birthday is also in winter, and again this holds lots of dear memories of her childhood and some recent happenings; when it's cold, she doesn't look silly for never taking her hat off, though when has appearance ever mattered to her before? The cold also brings winter, her favourite season of all time. Rocky just loves everything about winter, from the glisten of the soft white snow to the cold mornings with a cup of steaming hot-chocolate. She has so many memories of the past years, stretching right back to her first magical snowfall when she was but a mere baby-bean, however one of her favourites was only last year, she had spent the whole day outside with her Mango having snowball fights, building snowmen and other usual wintery things, it was just perfect. Her most favourite thing of all time about winter though is how her fur kind of blends in with the white snow and surroundings, but her eyes clash in with the frosty sky (though being so noticeable doesn't really help when she's in the middle if a snowball war trying to hide). She longs for winter all year long, gazing out of the window imagining it layered with thick blanket of beautiful snow. All of her friends and family are always invited round to her home during the holidays at some time or another, she loves playing the host especially in winter. Her morning walks are also much better in winter, the tree tops decorated in yet more snow, putting on her favourite warm hat, ice breath when she exhales and the puddles covered in brittle ice that she breaks and splashes in...
Overall, she loves everything to do with winter and snow, that's why her dream is for her to control the snow all year long, then, if she ever felt depressed she could easily brighten up her day with snow and it would seem like winter!

I never take my hat off anyway. Yes I do adore the cold and all that it brings -beams-

.How'd she get those scars?.
She was working late at her stall trying to make a little bit extra so she could buy her mother something warm and cosy before winter came. The best of her stock was sold but she hoped to use up what was left and earn herself as much as possible, the later it got, the darker the black sky and the brighter the shining stars got. She decided to clear up and try again tomorrow, suddenly, as she was leaving, two boy-beans showed up and started acting rather hostile to her friend a couple stalls down. As stated before, Rocky is a tomboy and doesn't mind getting dirty to protect herself and others, she regrettably shouted at the boys and helped her friend. It got a bit nasty (of course it was all just literal) but in the end she won, however, one of them scratched her across the snout and permanently scarring her.

-grins- They never showed their faces again

.Personality.

.:Tom-boy:.
Rocky has always been a tom-boy. Even when she was little she refused to be girly and posh. Once, when they were shopping once, all of the other girls were buying dolls, she bought a toy light-saber, her friends were all boys anyway, and she didn't need to be like the other girls. Her mother named her Rochelle thinking that she would be girly and sweet, the only person that she allows her to call her that is her mum. She can fend for herself and isn't afraid of getting dirty in the process. Unless you're close to her, she isn't bothered what you think of her and what she likes and often isn't bothered about how she appears to others. Don't think bad of her for this though, be kind to her, and she'll be kind back, be mean to her and she'll be mean too, simple ^^

.:Stubborn:.
Stubbornness kind of comes naturally to her, she is determined to do things her way and have fun doing it. She is difficult to overcome in an argument and can hold a grudge but if you show effort and willingness, she can forgive you. Suppressing her is hard but not impossible.

.:Loving:.
Although she is stubborn, Rocky is very loving and kind. She will always do her best to please you and be nice if you are. She loves baby-beans, her motherly instinct is rather strong, Rocky would love to have a Boyfriend and eventually a family of her own but has so far been unlucky in love. She loves her mother very much, her mum has always been there for her through thick and thin, Rocky can't thank her enough for everything she’s done. Making friends is rather difficult for her as shes been on her own so long but she is trying her best to find her friends.

.:Outgoing:.
Rocky will never pass up the opportunity to go out and have fun with her friends and family alike. She is rather sociable with other beans that seem nice and likes to spend time in others company. Lazing at home is never an option, she will fill her day with some activity even if it is as simple as a stroll in the park.





.History.

Rocky has faced many different experiences through-out her life so far, some of them are expressed in this form but there are many more, I thought I’d write her history as a basic run threw of her life so far, not really focusing on one particular point. I hope this makes you understand her that bit more:

She was born, on a crisp 26th of December a few years ago. As a baby, her rebel like attitude and lack of will to abide by the rules shone through. She would always abide by what she thought was best at the time. Her mother noticed this and also her determination and strong willingness, hence why her mother named her Rochelle (meaning 'The Rock'). Although she was very stubborn as a child and has kept that trait with her all through her life as well.
Childhood came and she still acted vaguely the same however she had more concern for others but she still sometimes managed to bring them along on her mischievous adventures. She was rather popular but never cared to be the leader of a group, she would prefer to have a couple, very reliable friends that she could relate too.
When she was entering teen life, she couldn't wait to become a full teen and enjoy everything that it brought, no longer being looked down upon as if incapable of the same things as older people. As well as the freedom that came with it.
She has so many treasured memories of when she was a full teen. It was when she first started at the market and was finally seen as independent in societies’ eyes. She was a bit of a show-off around the boy-beans but would never admit it to anyone. She still loved her mother very much no matter what happened.
Now, she is an adult and loves her life. She's not the most wealthy or intelligent as others may be but she doesn’t mind and never really saw the appeal of spending time reading books when she could be out partying. She is a little big-headed but once you get past it, you can see how kind she is really.






.Other.

More about her:

Her favourite song is Leave out All the Rest by Linkin Park. She's a little rock chick ^^ this isn't her theme song though it does kind of reflect her personality I think.

Her favourite colour is dark red like her hat. She likes it as it’s warm and strong like her.

Her favourite food if waffles only joking, as you know she hates them. Her real favourite food is pancakes; she turned to them after her 'waffle incident'

Her favourite quote is: The greatest reward for my efforts is what I become ~Unknown Her life has never been easy, she has always had to work for what she’s got, nothing ever came to her on a silver platter with seasoning. This quote reminds her that eventually, she will find the light at the end of the tunnel.

She was never really one for reading lots but her favourite book is The Spooks books series.

Her favourite movie is School of rock

Her theme song is It's a long way to the top by ACDC
It shows her love of rock music, I think her personality shines through and it suggests her struggle with life but love of partying and having a good time.

She is 23 but can act younger

Her Chinese Zodiac is the Snake

Her birthday is the 26th of December, she loves her birthday being near Christmas because everyone is usually in a good mood after the holidays; snow often falls on her birthday which she loves.

Meaning that she is a Capricorn

The sign Capricorn is one of the most stable and (mostly) serious of the zodiacal types. These independent, rock-like characters have many sterling qualities. They are normally confident, strong willed and calm. These hardworking, unemotional, shrewd, practical, responsible, persevering, and cautious to the extreme persons, are capable of persisting for as long as is necessary to accomplish a goal they have set for themselves.
I think this is very accurate and right for her personality.

Her catch phrase is "Why can't I?"

A poem about her:
Her beauty dazzles right through the night
Though Crickets do give her a fright
Hat on her head
Stands proud and strong
She'll be there for you,
All yearlong

Rocky at times
She can be
But most of the time
She’s filled with glee
Grudging and stubborn
her morals may be,
from danger and trouble:
she'll never flee

Her past is scarred
And so is she
Her future starred
with beauty be
never give up
won't she
~ By me


♥Relationships♥
Azura (owned by me): Friends until the end
Mango (...): Friends
Her mother: her mother ^^
Isaac (owned by Aviator): Friends
Sestivia (owned by scourge): Gal Pals

Likes:

Dislikes:

Hats

Horses

Silver

Cats

Rainy Days

Waffles

Cold

Crickets

Scarves

Girly girl beans

Decorations

Being beaten

Christmas

Being proved wrong

Skateboarders

Make-overs

Surfers

MLP

Animals

Pop music

Boy-beans

Being out-smarted

Competition

Being fooled

Rock Music/Heavy metal

Being ignored

☆A Splash☆
Padding slowly down the dark path on their way home, Rocky and the two baby-beans accompanying her (Isaac (owned by Aviator) and Azura (owned by me) heard a slight rustle in the blueberry bush behind them. Hastily Rocky turned to face the bush then, out of interest, he stuck her head into it; a small, white mouse stared back up to him with its cute, pleading eyes. Lightly, she laughed but startled the mouse in the process causing it to flee, Isaac followed the little creature into a small field that looked as if from a story book: a single towering oak tree stood strong in the centre which housed a family off small black-birds, tall bushes with beautiful brown flowers secured the perimeter, the shine from the full moon in the cloudless sky, provided the only light which glistened on the surface of a large river, running through the field. The river was fast and contained a few crimson coy-carp; he stood on the muddy bank and looked at his reflection on the small waves "Isaac!" Rocky called wondering where he had gone, she and Azura also made their way into the solitary field. Suddenly, Dynamo seemed to have tripped on his own feet as he turned to walk towards Rocky and Azura, he plunged straight into the frosty river. The icy water shocked Isaac and began to forcefully drag him down with the current; he surfaced and gasped for air whilst he headed down stream. He focused and attempted to swim to the bank, but he was unable, eventually the river plopped him into a small, still lake surrounded by a forest, from which he swam to the side and got out onto the high, warm grass. Freezing and soaked, he shook off the excess water then lay down to catch his breath "ISAAC!!!!" Rocky screamed, hastily searching for him. Surrounding Isaac was the most stunning forest he had seen in his life (it looked as if it was magical, a unicorn and fairies wouldn't look out of place)! Rocky came racing towards him at lightning speed and scooped him up in her arms "are you ok? Oh you're all wet! Does anywhere hurt?!!!" she panicked looking at him "I'm fine" he giggled "just cold"
"Here" rocky said carefully placing him in her pouch to keep him warm and safe
"Where are we?" Azura asked looking around
"Err..."
"look, a path" And Azura stumbled to her feet and looked into the dark forest, a small, white, familiar mouse came out from under a crisp, dead leaf, Rocky smiled at it and then, after browsing the forest, walked along the path which lead deep into the lovely forest. A plump baby owl sitting on a high branch hooted overhead, huge trees shadowed over them and the path was flanked by hundreds of rainbow flowers, the whole place was breath-taking. Together, they ambled along the path for what seemed like hours, the dry earth felt nice under his paws and the breeze refreshed him, he could hear living creatures everywhere. The atmosphere continued through the entire forest until, she saw a bright opening in the distance. The end of the road. Gradually, they made their way to the forest exit and stood there, Rocky glanced back at the forest then at the road ahead which lead back to the street, Rocky sighed then walked out and made her way to return the baby-beans to their parents...
"And it was so cold but i wasn't scared at all" Isaac retold to his parents many a time that night, after Rocky had safely returned him home.

☼ A Girly Day Out☼
Restlessly, Rocky pottered around her home doing various little jobs here and there to fill the time before Sestivia arrived for their day out. Ses had told Rocky that she had a great idea for their trip and not to worry, so Rocky had been eagerly awaiting 2pm when she would arrive. The clock struck 1:30 and Rocky couldn't think of anymore little errands for her to run before Ses arrived, Rocky had resulted in simply listening to music. She had just bought a new 30 seconds to mars CD so she played that in her little radio to pass the time; just as one of her favourite songs (this is war) came on, the doorbell sounded.
Hastily, Rocky skidded to the front door and opened it to reveal Ses standing on the step "Afternoon" she greeted Rocky joyfully "ready to go?"
"Yeah sure" Rocky replied beaming "where’re we going?
"I told you it's a surprise"
And with that, they headed down the street into town talking happily about all the typical sorts of stuff like the weather and what they had done at the weekend. They reached 'Elizabeth street' and Ses stopped on the corner whilst Rocky continued to walk on, turning around, Rocky realised that Ses had come to a halt "something wrong?" she asked trotting back"
"No, this is where we're spending the day"
Gulping, Rocky glanced up at the curly, peach coloured, florescent sign that read Jelly-Dazzle.
"Err... you're joking right?..." Rocky said a little laughter in her voice
"No" Ses replied simply
"Oh, but I don't have any money" she said in a vague attempt to wriggle out of having to go in
"Don't worry, Scourge made a reservation and paid over the phone"
"But, I err..."
"You’re going in Rocky"
"No I-"
"You owe me for that time you made me enter that Rugby tournament"
"Fine! I'll give it a go, but I won't like it"
"Good!" Ses exclaimed linking Rocky's arm and dragging her in roughly
A little bell chimed as they entered the posh looking building. It was a rather large room with white walls and floor, framed pictures of flowers and pretty ornaments decorated the cozy room. A peach desk stood near the back with flowers to match, behind stood a tall cheery looking woman wearing a matching pink outfit and a flower in her hair. Ses strolled up to the desk, arm still linked with Rocky who's face displayed that she seemed to regret going along with Ses.
"Good afternoon" The woman sang
"Afternoon" Ses replied just as happy
"Do you have a reservation?"
"Yes, under Scourge"
"Ah" said the woman (whom from reading the name tag Rocky saw was called Poppy) "right this way"
Poppy walked through an arch decorated with yet more flowers. Rocky stared at Ses hopefully "oh don't be such a drama queen" she replied and once again, dragged Rocky along. The new room was quaint and similarly decorated to the previous room however, mirrors were hung on the walls, stylish chairs and desks faced them
"Please sit down" Poppy instructed
They both sat down facing the large mirrors their expressions quite different.
"Shall we start with hair?" Poppy asked as another woman (whose name tag read 'Rose') skipped into the room and stood behind Rocky, Rose's face wore a forced smile.
"Yes please" Ses replied. Rose took Rocky's hat and placed it on the side the fur that was usually hidden under the hat puffed out, it was too long and stuck out all over the place. Rocky turned her head to face Ses, her face begging, Ses replied with a 'Don't start' look and she turned back to the mirror. Then, the two women began fiddling with the fur on Ses and Rocky's heads, pulling it into bobbles and yanking it with straighteners. Rocky's head was in excruciating pain as she dug her claws into the chair arms in reaction to the pain. After about half an hour, Rose stopped fighting with Rocky's fur. Slowly, Rocky peeled her eyes open and glared into the mirror. The Jellybean dragon staring back at her scowled at the hair on her head, it had (temporarily she hoped) been dyed blonde and fancily patterned into a bun on the near top of her head. Ses turned to Rocky and beamed "oh you look lovely!" she commented sarcastically, Rocky tried to ignore her.
"You love my misery aren't you?"
"Pretty much yeah" Ses joked
"Right ladies, shall we move on to make up?" Poppy smiled
"Yeah" Ses agreed again. Once again, Rocky closed her eyes so that she couldn't see the torture happening. Rocky could feel Rose rubbing stuff on her fur, spraying, and wiping stuff on and above her eye lashes. Roughly another thirty minutes passed and Rocky once again peeled her eyes open to face the horror of her decorated face. Rocky grimaced at herself, glitter had been sprayed all over her so she glistened like a star; thick black and sticky stuff had been smudged on her eye lashes; her nose and above her eyes were blue! Disgusted Rocky stood up. "Sit down dear" Poppy said, her voice had a hint of threat
"No!" Rocky shouted
"Rocky, sit down" Ses piped
"I said no, you're not contaminating me anymore!" Rocky turned around and rubbed her eye make-up into a black smear, rummaged her hair into her hat and shook off the sparkles (in her opinion she looked better than before). Rocky turned and accidentally knocked half of the fancy bottles of perfume and stuff off of the desk, a few smashed as they hit the ground.
Rocky stormed off and waited around the corner from the spa for Ses. Rocky imagined that Ses would be angry and probably throw a huge tantrum at Rocky for destroying their day out, however when she did appear she was in hysterics and didn't really seem to care that their day had been ruined and that they would never be allowed to show their face's in there again.

RPG quiz= Warrior: You felt the blows, you've held the front line time and time again. You can deal damage and take the big ones. You are the morale booster with your bright steel armour and a natural leader.
What Pokemon are you quiz= Squirtle: You're a Squirtle. You are very loyal to your friends and family. You tend to prefer other Pokémon to humans and can sometimes have a bit of an attitude towards humans. You are a social person and love to be around others. You can sometimes be rude to your friends, but you never really mean it.
Hogwarts house quiz: http://www.thealmightyguru.com/Reviews/ ... 16&7&10&10

This is her Halloween costume ^^ she is the jellybean Grim Reaper


About me:

Why i want her:
First off, she is utterly amazing; her beauty hit me as soon as I saw her. Her colour scheme is dark but kind and the patterns are simple but effective. I love the personality I've given her and how she has developed as a character, which I think would be great to RP and write stories about (which I like to do a lot). I'm not the best at art so hopefully, she will help to develop my skills as well as being a great character to draw. She loves baby-beans so she would be BFFs with my bean Azura. Her and Azura are so differant in noth looks and personality which i think i could capture greatly in how i would rp and do art of her. If I won her i would spend everyday loving her. Overall, I think she is great and perfect for me.


Speeches from friends:

Rocky would be a great older sister to Azura. She could teach her valuable life lessons that would come in handy later on in her life. Griff has been working really hard for this JBD and would be perfect as her second addition to the growing family. Her form is looking great and me, I'm jealous! Again, griff is the perfect owner for the amazing JBD. I'm very proud my friend. Good luck griff!

Griff would be an amazing owner for Rocky. The effort she's shown is so strong. It seems like they were meant for one and other. Griff's effort shows that she really and truly loves Rocky. I think she's be the perfect owner <3
~Nona

So you want some insight on how Griff is with jellybean dragons? Well, when she started she was eager to try out for every bean she could get her hands on. She lost competition after competition, but she wasn't one to give up so easily or to complain about it. Griff turned to many (including me) on how to try out for a JBD and win one. Her first JBD became Azura (Daniel and Chub's first bean) because they trusted her to take care of her, even though she had never had a JBD before then.

If you overlook the form and take a moment to look at the owner of the JBD, I guarantee you that Griff will be active, will role-play her dragon and even put her heart and soul into developing them before your eyes even if it is not her first JBD.C:


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All of the pics of her with no hat are wither before she got her hat or within the period that she lost it
I included the most embarrassing nickname question of the form in her quote under her name
Art count: 15 pieces

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Name: Crinkle
Nick name: Inkle
Super embarrassing nick name: PeriTinkle, she got called it by her mother since as a Child she needed to go to the loo quite often resulting in the nickname Tinkle or PeriTinkle.
Gender: Female
Tell us about when she was mistaken for a guy: Hrm, there has been many happenings to do with this. But one time was when her friends were messing around with makeup and she had a bad reaction to the mascara causing her eyelashes to fall off. She then went out with her friend Mango, a girl asked her if she was single.
Intersting.... What her most ridiculous fear: Hrm, she is afraid of Crinkley Crisps, no idea why but one day she saw them and was scared. I think she opened a packet and found a cricket inside.
Waffles, Why does she hate them?: Crinkle doesn't like them because she has a strange disliking for squares. The shape puts her off but she loves sweet Waffles if she doesn't see them in square shapes.
When she was three she lost something important to her, What was it, what happened?: When she was little she lost a special doll her great grandmother gave her not long before she died, she was upset about the death and loved the doll deeply. Then one day she fell asleep in the park, her mother picked her up and forgot about the doll, leaving it there where Crinkle never came across it again.
She's now kind of a reble teen...Why might that be? After she lost her doll she was so upset she left behind the outside world and played her older brother's video games, as she got older she ignored any educational activities and focused on her gaming. As she got older, since she had very little education she spent most of her time out and about, getting into trouble.
She love silver, but she's rather poor how does she end up getting it? She either steals it or just paints stuff silver. Crinkle normally jsut finds some metal and pretends it is silver but her most treasured peice is real silver, it is a small figure of a Jellybean Dragon with a Butterfly on it's nose.
Why is she poor? Crinkle is poor mostly because she wastes her money on worthless stuff, she doesn't pay attention to what she spends and when she does need it she doesn't have it which stresses her out greatly.
What jewlery does she have? Well, she has loads of ear rings but her most prized peice in a charm bracelet with keys, locks, butterflies and teddybears on. It is silver with saphire gems in the charms.
What tramatic experance as a kid made her afraid of Crickets: When her elder brother told her that Crickets ate her Doll overnight which is why she never saw it again. The day after she lost it she went to the park and there was Crickets everywhere which made her beleive the story.
She likes the cold, Why? It reminds Crinkle of a walk she took with her Great grandmother when she was given her doll, she was wrapped in a scarf with a hat and mittens, the doll was taken out her Nana's purse and tucked into her scarf. They walked through the snow, her Nana telling her stories of the adventures the doll had gone on, how long it had been in the family and other amazing facts about her. Crinkle still remembers the stories as if she heard them yesterday.
How'd she get those scars? Hrm, Crinkle walks into walls and Lamp posts quite often, she doesn't pay the greatest attention to her surroundings hence any scars.
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