[skrapple]

Huge WIP!


Her name, if I won her, would be Gato.

I chose the name Gato after the Spanish word for "Cat", for a number of reasons. I though it fit her, the grey colors remind me of that of a cat. The design on her chest looks like that of fur, so it seems.. Natural, if you know what I mean. Also, and this is a more personal reason, I just got a pet of my own, a kitten.

Gato peeked outside her den for the first time. She expected to see wonderful things, beautiful flowers, the bright blue sky, and birds like she had heard from inside her home. However, she never expected something quite as beautiful as this! But.. Why was she alone? Where were her parents? Didn't they want her? No matter.. she thought, and peeked back outside again. Cautiously, she took a step outside and looked around. The sun was peeking above the sparkling grassy hills, still covered in frigid morning dew. The soft trickle of the stream nearby was one of the only sounds, and it echoed throughout the hilltops. The ripe, sweet and juicy apples glistened brightly in the soft morning sun, and there was not a cloud to be seen. The distant chirp of a bluebird could be heard, awakening the chattering squirrels and buzzing cicadas. The hills filled with life, and it seemed as if the whole world had awoken. Gato's jaw dropped open in awe of it all, and the sudden growl of her stomach alerted her to her own hunger. She looked around, and, seeing a fat and juicy cicada, approached it slowly. She crouched down into the tall grass as if she were a cat approaching a rodent and waited for the perfect moment to strike. In a moment she was upon it, killing it instantly and grinning widely at her catch. Eagerly she gulped it down and realized.. She had taught herself to hunt, without any help from her parents.. Wherever they were. Boy, would they be impressed! She giggled and cheered with glee into the lively morning air. She felt at one with the nature, as if she were home again.

~Kind~Playful~Mellow~Curious~

Kind
Gato is very kind and caring. If you're hurting, sad, or scared.. Well, Gato can easily turn that frown upside-down! She took this trait from her mother and father. She is always willing to help out anyone in need, and finds it difficult to turn down someone asking for help. She'll make you happier than a witch in a broom factory!
Playful
She is hyper and playful, always looking for something to do or someone to have fun with. She loves having fun with her friends, and can find it difficult to sit down in one place for too long. She loves playing games and such with her friends, and practically anyone who is willing to play with her or keep her company.
Mellow
Gato is very mellow. If someone approached her with a rudeness in them, she would do her best to calm them down or ignore them if they were too hard to try and approach. She lets alot of things slide, such as bullies who taunt her. She doesn't let it bother her, because she knows she is perfect the way she is. She is mellow, calm, and sweet most of the time.
Curious
She is very curious and sticks her nose into everything she can find. If she's going somewhere new, she will inspect every square inch of it before playing around. Gato would tear your house apart trying to figure something out, and can't stand it when she can't figure out what something is. She would probably even inspect every light on a Christmas tree!


o Tree-climbing: Gato loves to see how high up she can climb! Its quite a sight from way up there!
o Board games: Ooh, a nice fun board game like Chutes and Ladders is really fun to play on a cold night.
o Cicadas: The taste of a plump, fat, juicy cicada on a summer's day.. Mmmmmmmmmm.
o Cats: Fluffy little kittens and cats running around all over the place! <3


x Sour foods: Gah, that sour taste on Gato's tongue isn't appealing at all.
x Dogs: Gato has never been a dog person, cats and kittens were always more appealing.
x "Fashion": She's just never been one to follow the crowd when it comes to fashion.
x Rain: Being cooped up inside when there's perfectly good rain right outside! Erk!


~Wip~

Note to self= Script font color 7000d9

[.yuanfen]

Et in terra pax hominibus,
Et in terra pax hominibus
Bonae, bonae voluntatis, pax hominibus
Bonae voluntatis, bonae voluntatis

-

Vivaldi

No more sadness
I wanna be the one to make you happy
I wanna be the one to give you hope
But in these days of conscious living
But you, could be the one to change my point of view
It's all up to you

Is it more important to bring happiness to others or to yourself?
This is a question I have asked myself many times over. For as a young dragon I discovered my gift for music and the ability to bring joy to others through the wonderful sound it creates. I always wanted to please. I wanted them to approve of me, to find my place in the dragon world, so I sang for them. I composed sweet melodies that captured the essence of morning dew or a summer's eve. I dabbled in ways of making music. Tapping against a hollowed log, spreading honey to allow bees to fly in certain formations
That was when I began to lose my color. You see, I was born colorful. My coat was not always gray.
Yet somehow, after I had begun to sing for others, some other dragons began to comment on how my brilliant coat was becoming slightly dim in color. I thought it might have had something to do with my diet. My living habits. I tried everything, but so as long as I kept singing for other dragons, the color continued to fade out of it.
In desperation I found some gem stones and tied them around myself, for an age old superstition from the oldest of dragons stated that inner peace could be found from the aura of gem stones, which would result in a healthier coat, mind, and soul. However, this turned out to be untrue- at least for me. The only way to end this condition was, as I found, to stop singing. Yet I wanted to make others happy. My music brightened up their day, something to look forward to when we gathered together in the evenings, during the day. I sang all the time for them, as often as I could, sometimes exhausting myself in my efforts to please, yet I wanted so very hard for them to be happy. And I could not let them down, but my coat color was fading each day.
It was a bright morning. I had begun to sing, I recall, and an older dragon approached me and told me that my coat was turning gray because of the stress I was experiencing due to the need I had placed upon myself, the demands that I could not physically keep up with. What could I do? I thought rather foolishly that if I stopped singing, the other dragons would shun me, send me into exile. Yet the older dragon assured me this was not the case. I had to stop trying to extend my energy further than it could. So I stopped. I only sang in the evenings when most dragons had returned to the colonies. And lo and behold, my coat stopped turning gray. This was how I managed to save the few purple speckles on my body.
From this I learned that it is not always necessary to make others happy at your cost. You do not have to spend your entire life looking for approval and fearing that it will disappear. Sometimes, it is good to be a little selfish.

It's so important to make someone happy.
Make just one someone happy.
Make just one heart to heart you, you sing to

One smile that cheers you.
One face that lights when it nears you.

Fame, if you win it,
Comes and goes in a minutes
Where's the real stuff in life, to cling to?

Make someone happy.
Make just one someone happy.
And you will be happy too.

I guess you can say that I am always striving to please others and make them happy. Yet after I lost many of my colors, I learned that happiness comes in many different forms, and it is good to find a balance between making yourself and others happy at the same time. It is good to make others happy, for it brings me joy and pleasure to brighten up others' days. Make others happy and you will be happy too.
My gem stones, the brightest color on my body, may be miniscule in amount compared to the gray, but it has taught me that even when all seems dark and dreary there will always be a point of light to brighten up your day. I am not one tone of gray, but rather a melody of different tones in the same key, with the small sharps and flats to vary. A personality should not be dull and drab, but, as I stated above, have different facets that may be similar but not exactly the same.
My name is Pax for the peace that I bring to others through my music. It also refers to my personality, trying to make peace and settle the differences between other dragons. You could say that I am a relatively calm dragon. Most of my emotions are expressed through music, which I feel is the best way to convey the feelings of the mind, soul, and heart.
This is not to say that I can't have a little fun from time to time. Notice my horns? In the years that I've been alive so far I've seen plenty of humorous things. Cynicism is something that I value due to the intelligence required for it. It is more complicated than simple humor and takes a greater amount of thought.
And it is always good to add on to the mental capabilities of the brain.

Fear or love, baby?
Don't say the answer
Actions speak louder than words
Louder than, louder than

What does it take
To wake up a generation?

How can you make someone
Take off and fly?

moonlight sonata
.
catch my breath
.
m i d n i g h t

[rem sleep]

Name ;; Genesis
Backstory ;; WIP
Personality ;; WIP
Art ;; WIP

Just wanted to post the form. :3

[byebye seeyoulater]

Will do after school <3

[Wolf's Spirit]

Withdrawing. I think there are users that will love her more than me. She's still stunning. Also, my computer broke (I'm on my phone right now) so I wouldn't be able to finish the art... oh well

[Nissa]

Hey, i'm Melodie; nice to meat you :3

WIP

I'm a powerfull, courageous lady. My firends tell i'm a little bit *crazy*, but no no! I'm not crazy at all! I just love jokes... and pony's... that's all!

[olivionary]

The Basics
Name ; Moe. As soon as I saw her the name Moe came to mind, I know it has nothing in common with her appearance but you arn't called a name for what you look like are you? So it shouldn't matter at all. But as I began to think, my concept for her began to take shape around her name, this may be explained in her nickname aswell as 'Accessory'.
Nickname ; Mosaic. Despite the fact Moe can't be shortened any further she has one. She is called this due to her strong liking towards Mosaic art, and Mosaic art is how she makes a living. Moe's life revolves around Mosaic, without it she would have no where to stay. However, she enjoys all forms of art quite thoroughly.
Gender ; Female. Just, female.
Birthday ; 28th of November. This is the date of my Best Friend's birthday so I thought I'd use it since my second choice for name was my best friend's name, 'Alex'.
Age ; 28 years old.
Nationality ; Transylvanian. I've been reading Gothic books and writing in that genre for an assessment in English, her dark colours made me think of Count Dracula and the Gothic Genre which caused the Transylvanian nationality and accent.

Getting Personal
Crush ;
Likes ;
Dislikes ;
Personality ;

Accessory
What it is ; The beads on her accessories which can be veiwed in her image, are made of broken Mosaic peices which she crafted into beads specificly for their use. The ear rings are just ear rings, nothing special about them and no sentimental value.
Why ; It did take me some time to come up with what the beads could be but I am in love with the idea of them being made of Mosaic peices which she works with, they had began like this but as I thought of the name more Mo-saic had sprang up. I wanted to incorporate this into her accesories or how she looks at least. That is how the idea came to me.

Why I want her
Moe is just, OMG PWEEEETTTY but I also the brainwaves I got from seeing her instantly attracted me to her design. I hope to develope her further but I haven't got much time as I have loads of projects to get on with, though when I finish them I'll be up on the art part of her form. The Mosaic idea is something that I will use elsewhere whether for other JBD adoptions or an OC, it's something that I've fallen in love with.

Story
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Art
None yet
But I don't have time to do the art, so I'll try to do some other things that will make up for it.

[RenaiRoa]

WIP xD

Rouika woke up, her mothers warm and cosy body next to her. She was awake, looking down at Rouika proudly. She approached the entrance to the den, telling Rouika to follow by flicking her tail.
When she was outside, Rouika looked up to the sky. It was night, Rouika didn’t know that. The sky was dark blue with a few purple streaks. She looked around a bit and spotted some tiny shapes that looked like little dots. Then, she saw the biggest of them all, green-and-yellow, it was huge!! “That’s the moon that you’re looking at, and the little dots around it are the stars, our ancestors”, a big male Dragon told her. She stared at the moon, and after a few moments, she felt warmth fly through her. It was a feeling she had not yet experienced in her short life and she hoped it wouldn’t end. She felt as if she was flying through the sky between all the stars, and when she got back down to the ground she heard murmurs between the other jellybean Dragons. “Did you see that?”, one said, “That was amazing, she’s still so young”, said another. Rouika went up to her mother and asked what the others were talking about. “Look at your pelt”, was all she said. Rouika did so, and noticed that her pelt was gleaming in the moonlight. It was siver and grey. Around her horn and tail she found some green-and-yellow gems. “Those gems are moonstone, they match your name meaning ; Beauty of the Moon”. Rouika looked around to see who was talking to her but saw no more than the other Dragons chattering with each other.
Since the day of her birth Rouika carries her moonstone around everywhere. She still doesn’t know who the mysterious voice belonged to but she is sure to find out.



Rouika explains : I'm a kind, lighthearted jellybean dragon. I'm very calm and protective to those I like and love. I'm self-confident and am not afraid to stand up for myself and those close to me. Some of my friends call me mad and I admit I am quite crazy, but I'm proud of it!! Which reminds me, I'm proud of myself and if anyone says the opposite, I'm capable of becoming agressive that's about it, enjoy the art ^^




Hope you like it ^^

[HopelessOutsider]

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[Tatzel]

[Who's the special person? No I wanna know ;u; haha.]
Name: Lacey
Backstory: WIP
Personality: WIP
Art: You guessed it...WIP.
[You may have noticed...no extras, no fancy fonts.
I don't think you need things like that to show someone you love them,
all you have to do is look them in the eye and say it. OH GAWD THE CHEESINESS IT GOT ME]