[walk.]

.Amera.
The Pretty Princess

Name of the user wishing to adopt:
.Griffin.
Her Age:
21
Birthday:
26 February
Built:
Rather slim and delicate. She is quick, prancy and light on her feet

Voice:
It is quite high and pitchy


.Personality.

Accessories:
Short Story OR Art:

Wip

Hate to break it to you but this JBD is male!

[knifedoq]

Username
Thisnameistaken
Name
Mushroom
Accessories
Short Story OR Art
Wip, working on it

This whole form is WIP.

[hazelnut.]

Key:
*= Part of original form


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*Username: topaz; named after my pet c:

*Name: Gingersnap, I thought it matched his colors and I couldn't imagine him called anything else. I can imagine his signature on paper, I can imagine him being called "Gingersnap" by others, and it just fits him, visually and mentally. Plus their his favorite cookie.

Nickname: Gin, it's cute isn't it? *glares* "It's not cute..." -.-

Gender: "Male, isn't it obvious?" *strikes a pose*


Personality: Gingersnap is fun loving and kind and isn't a fan of huge crowds. He doesn't like dragons who judge others too quickly or are too obsessive. Gin is quick witted and clever and always knows the appropriate thing to say at the right time. He hates show offs or excessively annoying or pestering dragons. Gingersnap is easy-going and isn't easy to frustrate.
Gingersnap is bold and kind and loves making others laugh, he doesn't flirt much though. He's surprisingly cheerful despite a rough past. [see more in story]

Voice: Gin's voice is deep, calm, and smooth.

Age: 20 years of age.

Date of Birth: Born on September 21st 1992, the day of the autumnal equinox.

Size: Gin is about the size of a Great Dane or a bit larger.


*Accessories: Gin wears a pair of old pilots goggles on his head, two silver dog tags on a chain around his neck, and his favorite tail band just below his tail-tuft. Gingersnap doesn't always wear all his accessories at the same time.

Typing color: 855e42

Theme Song[s]: Darkside- Lyrics on screen

Favorite Foods: Gingersnaps, Frosted mini wheats, hot chocolate, ginger bread, marshmallows, coffee, cider, pasta, Indian food [Ex: Samosas, non bread, rice, etc.].
Great now I'm hungry...

Stamps:



A Few Likes:
• Pasta:
He likes how there are so many different shapes,
that's what he likes about it visually anyway.
Gingersnap likes how you can flavor it just about any way
you want it and he even likes it plain, though it's not
the most flavorful food in the world.

• Parties:
He likes hanging out with friends and having fun.
Being active and having a good laugh are always
things he enjoys.

• Sweets:
Gin doesn't like insanely sweet and sugar-ful things
such as Star-burst and those cheap suckers.
Occasionally he'll have a Jolly Rancher or two but
he tends to stick to things like cookies, brownies,
and icecream.

A Few Dislikes:
•Planes:
Paper, model, the real thing, he hates them all.
Really it's because he is terrified of them and his
fathers old goggles keep him brave.
[that and it's a little piece of him].

•Being Thirsty:
Ill let Gin cover this one.
Well, I hate it. ;A;
when your throat gets dry and feels like its cut and your
tongue is like sandpaper. And the awful taste!
Sometimes when it's bad enough your mouth gets a sour taste.

• Bland things:
He's not too fond of bland things,
especially food. He finds them dull and boring,
he prefers things that are 'spiced up' more.


Why I want him: I think his design and colors are simple and attractive and I've always been attracted to mismatched eyes. I've been looking for an all natural colored bean and I think he'd be great for my first JBD. I like how you got the blue and pink eyes to contrast with his coat and how his colors blend so nicely together and compliment each other at the same time. He'd be very special to me if I got him <3

*Short Story[s]: "Gingersnap, wake up!" His mother shouted frantically as she rushed into his room and shook him. Gin's eyes snapped open and he was suddenly blinded by leaping orange flame that seemed to burn into the peaceful darkness of sleep. "Fire!" His mother explained as she rushed out and smoke swallowed the last of her creamy tail. Gin checked his tail for his band that his mother gave him and he could not sleep without. Thankfully it was there, jumping from the small nest he was sleeping in his eyes immediately went to the ground next to his bed. His eyes grew wider, they weren't there, his fathers old pilot goggles, they weren't there....

Before
Gingersnaps father was a pilot who had a tragic plane crash that ended in the worst way possible; young Gingersnap lost his father. Shortly before the incident his father gave him his old goggles, they were made of soft old brown leather that calmed Gin while his father was away. He'd play he was a pilot with those goggles, and now they were the only piece of his father he had left.

"No, no, no, no, no, they have to be here, I left them right here!" Gin cried as he searched his small sleeping space for the goggles. Now the fire was the furthest thought from Gins mind as he searched for the goggles. "Gin! Get out of there!" His mother yelled her usually sweet voice was now harsh and raspy. Gin ran blindly towards his mothers voice. "Mom, I can't find dads goggles!" He yelled over the roar of the flames. "We have to get out of here, Gin." She said her eyes saddening as she said so. Gin bit back tears realizing his mother was right but losing the goggles would feel like his father was gone completely. He nodded wordlessly and his mother hurried him out in front of her, towards the exit to their home. Gin tripped and fell on his stomach. "Oof." he grunted as he landed, something was poking his ribcage and it hurt. He stood up quickly and squinted down: the goggles! He scooped them up and ran out after his mother into the fresh cool night air.

*Piece[s] of Art:



Art by me for my use only~

[Bloomsies]

Bloop, not gonna enter after all.

[wildly-unaware]

Username:
wildhorse027

Name:
Kira
~Pronounced Keel-a~
Accessories:
Regular wear -
2 studs in left ear, the bottom one larger than the top ~
A white sparkly chain around tail ~
3 Silver bangles ~
A string necklace with a black heart at the end ~

Winter Wear -
3 Snowflake studs~
Grey white and blue scarf and hat ~

Summer wear -
Gold hoop stud ~
Sun glasses~
Blue bandana around neck ~
Tooth necklace~

Spring wear -
Checked hat~
Brown and cream bangles~


Art:
I shall be doing art,
Wip~:3

[Agent Shark]

Username: Snowstar1

Name: Doc
Accessories: A Bow tie, Optional Top hat and Two dog tags on his Tail.
Art:

Short Story:

Is there a Doctor in the Forest?

[~*Angel*~]

Username:
~*Angel*~
Name:
Cedric
Accessories:
Cedric owns a necklace with the eternity Celtic knot on it. It symbolizes then never-ending eternal circle of life.
The necklace
Short Story OR Art:
WIP

[headphone raichu.]

N i n e.

Danny

Two hawk feathers hanging off his tail and a scarf.

{Danny padded through his home town, gazing up at all of the Christmas decorations. It was Christmas Eve, and insted of staying home and eating cookies, he decided to take a walk. With a few extra cookies, of course. He smiled as he bit into white chocolate-chip cookie. The flavors melted in his mouth, warming him in the freezing snow. It was 23°F out, and Danny was happy he got a new scarf for an early Christmas gift. He smiled as snowflakes danced onto his nose and his tail. He blew one away as he sat on a park bench, the tree reaching to the sky with their bare branches coverd in snow. It was soothing for him; winter was his favorite season.}

{Danny lept into a snowbank, a perfect cilloet of his body marking where he landed. The snow stuck to his fur as she climbed out. He shook it off laughing to himself. Danny looked up and saw a few other JBDs running around and shooting snowballs at eachother a few yards away. They scooped up snow with their tails and rolled behind banks to make them into snowballs. One was nailed in the head when she tried to take a shot at the other. "Shop doing that!" She laughed as she nailed him in the gut. Danny wonderd if she should join them. He was answerd when a snowball hit him in the side. A younger bean was at the top of the bench Danny was on a moment ago. "Sneak attack!!" She cried as she lept down and started to race away. Danny froze for a moment, then raced after him, making a snowball as he did. He shot one at the bean's side and laughed as they were joined by the other couple. The snowball fight had begun.}

{Danny shook snow from his fur as he headed back home. He smiled as he recalled the snowball war. After the four beans had established teams (Danny with the younger bean; the couple attacking togather), the war had begun. Danny had climbed a tree with a secret stash of snowballs, and the young bean had zipped around. That little girl was fast! The couple had both raced out from the bushes to attack in swift blows, but they didn't anticipate Danny; the newfound sniper of snowy death. After many retreats, attacks, and snow-ular bombs, both teams decided to call it a draw. It was almost 11 o'clock at night. Danny shook his fur again-the snow must really like him tonight. He sat down on yet another bench and start to lick himself clean when something fell beside him. He turned and saw a red santa hat beside him. Danny picked it up. It was soft and fluffy, not like the cheap fabric ones. Really, really fuzzy and fluffy. He flung it up onto his head, searching for anyone who might have left the hat. He didn't see anyone around, no paw prints or anything. He smiled at the thought that swam through his head. As he padded along the road to his house, he felt something fly over him. Danny looked up, and faintly saw something flying off in the distance. "Merry Christmas." he said to himself, smiling up at the small dot in the cloudless sky.}

[slasher // twig]

Username: Zephyr& the Wolves

Name: Faron ( got it from zelda x3 couldnt resist)
Accessories: Feathers on a string on his tail and occasionaly a neck tie B)
Short Story OR Art: Adding art

[unicorn9890]

Username:
unicorn9890
Name:
Harimau
Accessories:
wip
Short Story OR Art:
wip

Dropping out.