Username: ~FlameFox~Sprite wrote:Why, she's ~FlameFox~ of course! It used to be foxlove99, but she became obsessed with drawing flames, hence the new name!
Name: SpriteSprite wrote:Well, my name is Sprite, but my full name is Sprite Mint Evans. Sprite because Flame just automatically thinks of Sprite when she sees me. My middle name is Mint, because of my minty green eyes! Evans, although it isn't her real last name, is the last name almost every character Flame owns is given, because it is so simple it won't eclipse their first name. Do you like my name? I hope you do! I think Sprite is a good name because I love drinking sprite, it's great fun! It reminds me of that time I had a sprite drinking competition with one of my friends. I'll tell you about it later.
Nicknames:Sprite wrote:I'm Sprite to everyone, but enemies or people who don't like me (*sniffle*) call me Evans. Sometimes, Flame calls me Mint, just to tease me. And some... Urm... Close friends... Call me Ripple. The ripples on my tail made them think that.
Personality:Sweet || Bubbly || Modest || Funny || Elegant || Flirty || Motherly || Shy || Loyal || FogetfulSprite is sweet and bubbly like her namesake. She's also very funny and good at telling jokes. Despite her sweet, bubbly, funny nature, she's also very elegant when she walks and very well balanced. She is shy, but that doesn't extend to cute male dragons. She's flirty at heart, always talking to boys without a hint of her shy self. When you get to know her well enough, she's motherly and loyal, always looking to help her friends or those in need. Sometimes, she can be different to all of this. She could wake up one morning with her fur messed up and be grumpy the whole day, or feel energetic and forget to be shy. As for forgetful, she can be angry at you one day but forget by the next hour. It helps if you give her cookies. She likes cookies.Facts:Species: JBD
-YFS A
-Curly tail
-Short fur
Birthday: January 29, 1999
Chinese Zodiac: Tiger
Zodiac: Aquarius
Birthstone: Garnet
Pet:Her rabbit, Sugar.

Lines by Imnporcher.
She also has an owl named Ginny.

Lines by Spockylass.
Toy: She has a plush dog named Shimmer.
Stories:Drink ALL the Sprite! wrote:Sprite twisted her paw and a sharp hissing noise filled the room. From across the table, her friend stared at her, ready for what was to come. They were having a Sprite drinking contest. "Glasses." He called, extending a paw across the wooden table. Sprite fashioned two tall glasses from the bag beside her and filled both with the fizzing, bubbling liquid and slid one across the table, keeping one for herself. "Ready?" Sprite asked, gripping the glass with her long claws. In unison, him and Sprite lifted the glasses to their mouths, calling out "Three, two, one!" Sprite threw her head back and began chugging it down, eyeing her friend warily. He, too, was drinking, but unlike Sprite the bubbles were making his eyes water. He paused for a second to gasp a breath, and in that one second Sprite finished her mouthful, slamming the empty glass down on the table. "I win!" She cried, jumping up from her seat. He leisurely finished his glass before putting it down, smiling. "You won this time, wait until we have a coke drink off!" He replied. Sprite smiled at him, glad for a friend who agreed to this ridiculous challenge.
Sprite-y Potter and Sugar-wig wrote:"Duck, Sugar-wig!" Sprite cried, pointing her 'wand' above Sugar's head. Sprite and Sugar had been running around in the garden all day, pretending to be Harry Potter and Hedgewig. Sprite had tied a black cloth around her neck as a cloak, used mud to draw a scar, and had grabbed a branch for her wand. Sprite had not spared Sugar either. Sugar was hopping halfheartedly around the garden, plastic wings trailing in the dirt. "OK, Sugar. I'll take the wings off."Sprite promised, pulling the wings off of Sugar's body. Ginny hooted angrily from where she slept in her favorite tree. Sprite smiled and turned back to her game. They continued to dash around the garden, every once in a while shooting curses at 'Voldemort,' a stack of cushions in the middle of the garden. "This is it, Sugar-wig. The final attack. I'll get him, you cover me." Sprite whispered from behind the fountain. Sugar blinked in reply and Sprite raced forwards, screaming "EXPELLIAMUS!!" She crashed into the pile of cushions, rolling about and pummeling them with her paws. Sugar hopped onto her back to remind her that Voldemort was most likely dead. "Right. Just making sure. As Sprite-y Potter, it is my duty to make sure he won't come back." She kicked the cushions once more for luck. "Come inside now, Sprite!" Flame called from inside the house. "I've made mint chocolate cookies!" Sprite tore off her cloak, washed her face in the fountain and dashed inside, depositing the wand, cloak and wings in her dress-up box. "Did you say mint chocolate cookies?"
Meeting Flamefox wrote:Sprite nervously tapped her paws on the lawn chair she was sitting on. She was here to meet another possible family to take her in after what happened to her parents. The door opened slightly and six creatures stepped out in a line. Facing her were now 2 wolves, 3 Jewel Maned Dragons and one human. The first wolf stepped forward and said "I am Blue Moon, Flame's fursona." She emphasized the word fursona, as if it made her special. Sprite's heart sunk, but then she realised that the wolf was being friendly. Was Flame going to make Sprite her fursona? Blue Moon stepped back and a grey wolf stepped forward. He, too was smiling but that might have just been him laughing at the pups that scrambled around on his back. "I am Slate, mate of Blue Moon." He stepped back like Blue Moon and A black and orange male dragon stepped forward, speaking in a deep, vaguely foreign accent. "I am Pumpkin Pie." He stepped back, eyeing Sprite with bright green eyes. Another, larger, dragon walked towards her, extending a paw for a rough handshake. His fur bore a pattern like an American flag. "The name's Captain, but call me Tom." He looked as if he were constantly hiding a smirk and she soon found out why- there was a clicking noise and suddenly a whole bunch of water balloons fell on top of her! She liked swimming, but getting wet for no reason? No way, Jose! She cringed and suddenly there was a flash of black. The final dragon darted out of line and shoved her aside before the water could hit her. Sprite looked up into two rainbow eyes. The dragon smiled apologetically. Her jewel was a pretty pink but the rest of her fur was black with rainbow markings. "I'm Oasis Mirage. I like to run." The dragon informed her, helping Sprite to her feet. Sprite stared around for a few seconds. Finally, the human walked forwards. She was tall and skinny and had a bushy mane of golden brown hair that seemed to be blond and brown at the same time. But her eyes were the same startling blue as Blue Moon's and seemed to x-ray her mind. "I'm Flame. These are the main people around here, so I brought you to meet them. I hope you'll like it here. Wehave no otherJBD's, so I apologise that there is no one you can relate to. You can tell us your story in time, but we are the pack of Fallen Stars. Blue Moon was a product of intense radiation that turned her blue. Slate was a victim of a tsunami. Pie was rejected as a child. Tom was an experiment gone wrong. Oasis had a crippling spinal issue. Me? Well, that's a tale for later. Oasis will take you to your room, if you need anything feel free to call me."
Sprite's Room of Requirement wrote:Sprite opened one eye to stare at the clock by her bed. 11:13 PM. She growled. Why couldn't she sleep? She dragged herself out of bed, put on a pair of slippers and padded out of the door. The mansion was quiet, eceryone seemed to be asleep. She was in the left wing of the house, where all of the girls slept. Guys slept in the right wing, and Flame and married couples in the main building. Actually, Sprite didn't know where Flame slept, only where others were. As she turned left, she saw the door to Oasis' room. Next to that door was a pink one that was the same size as Oasis. Sprite turned and saw a blue door to the right of hers. It was just her size. How odd. She opene the door and walked into a wide, empty room. At the back of the room was a banner, a little keypad and a metal chute. Rubbing her eyes, Sprite read the banner. It said "Sprite's Room of Requirement." Sprite gasped. A room of requirement? Like Harry Potter? She walked up to the keypad and typed in "Pillow." Seconds later, a pillow slid down the chute and landed at her feet. She giggled. How many dragons did she know that had rooms like theses? None! She typed in a large number of items and began to fill the room. Hours later, she looked blearily down at her silver watch that the machine had given her and yawned. 3:19. She walked out of the room, shut the door and curled up in bed. Unknown to her, Flame also curled up in bed after filling the room that supplied Sprite's room of requirement. Flame had known Sprite would love it, and despite the many days she had spent programming it she was proud of her work. Both girl and dragon fell asleep with smiles on their faces.
Art:By me:

By me! Wait a second and she'll blink.

By me! She blinks too.

My me! Om nom nom!
Colored in:

Lines by iFoopets.

Lines by moonland.

Lines by Ateyri.

Lines by Taliska.

Lines by ~Kiwi~.

Lines by ForeverInsane.

Lines by -RockyMountain-

Lines by tinydoodles.

Lines by Ragdol.
By others:
Questions:Favorite food:
Flame's mint chocolate cookies!Favorite drink:
Sprite rules!Favoite sport:
Swimming is so fun.Favorite book:
Harry Potter. All of them.Favorite color:
The green of my eyes.Favorite class:
Mmm... Physics.Favorite hobby:
Reading!Favorite job:
Taste tester.Favorite holiday:
Thanksgiving. Turkey!!Favorite month:
January, it's my bday!Favorite movie:
Harry Potter 3!Favorite item:
My scarf!Favorite movie: (NOT Harry Potter)
Urm... Kungfu Panda!Poems:Fizzing, bubbling lemon sprite,
She'd drink it into the night,
Sprite loves it all, lemon lime,
She'd like to drink it all the time,
Humming her favorite tune,
She'll finish the bottle soon.
Fizzy, bubbly Sprite's the same,
As her fizzy, bubbly name,
Her middle name is mint,
And I'll give you a hint,
Her last name is bland,
And it's known throught the land,
It's Evans, just so you know,
Sprite Mint Evans, she loves it so.
Ever done a stupid thing,
Like steal your sister's favorite ring,
Sprite once ate spinach, ew!
Now she eats veggies few.
Coke, sprite and fanta are drinks,
Coke's the best, everyone thinks,
Fanta's OK, it's not the best,
Sprite is Sprite's pick from the rest,
You'd guessed by now, oh well,
It's rather easy to tell.
Theme Song: Vox Populi by 30 Seconds to MarsHistory:Sprite wasn't born with a mysterious ailment, orphaned by her parents or kidnapped as a child. She was just... Normal. She went to school like every normal dragon, she grew up like a normal dragon, why she even looks like a normal dragon! Then an earthquake happened. The world shook, no-dragon was safe, there was nowhere to go. Little 10-year-old Sprite, curled up in bed, woke up to a large sheet of metal covered in concrete on her head. She called for help, but nobody came. Eventually, she did what she could. She breathed fire. The flames that came from her mouth were not sputtering red flames. They were strong blue flames that melted the sheet of metal away. Usig her dragon paws, she clawed through the concrete and away from the rubble of her house. She searched the whole town for her parents, but they were nowhere to be found. Eventually she was given the news. They were not dead, but they had injuries that paralysed them and changed their minds forever. They didn't remember her, nor she them. These half-real things that used to be her parents refused to care for her, not remembering her or her age. Now she is here trying to find a new family that will care for her even if her parents can't.
Accesories:Sprite has a sprite charm on her tail, a scarf made of cashmere given to her by her mother, a yin-and-yang anklet from her father and a pair of earrings from me.
Quote: Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift, that is why it is called the present. She loves that quote, after all, who doesn't like Kungfu Panda?
Why I want her:For now, pretend you've never had a JBD. You suck at art, your poems aren't that good, and you really, really want a JBD. You're browsing the thread, looking for re adopts when you see 'JBD 60' being re adopted. You click on the link, expecting a horrible colored, poorly designed dragon when you see this. The dragon you've been waiting for. She's beautiful; intricately designed, matching colors, and there's a chance she could be yours. Do you feel your heart start to beat faster, start to race in anticipation? I do. She's my dream Jellybean Dragon, and all I ask is that you give me a chance to prove that I love her. I normally wouldn't be reduced to this, but she isn't your average JBD. Please, please let me take good care of her. I promise you I will. I mean my promises.
What I would do of I won:Scream. Cry. I love her so much, that would be the best thing ever. I'd go and gift a random newbie so they could share my joy and I'd go make mass art of her. I love her so much, that would just be the best thing ever. I'd tell all of my friends, make more art and then use my pathetic sewing skills to make a plushie. I'd give Sprite the perfect accesories, different growing-up art and then apply for tons of RPs. I found a Harry Potter themed one, which would be perfect for her. I'd make her my fursona,if I'm allowed, along with Blue Moon, because she's so special to me. I love her more than you can imagine, I would do anything to prove it.
WIP DUN STEAL