[The Most Sincere]

Good luck to you all. He's gorgeous, and so are all of your forms. May the odds be ever in your favor.

[Jinx.]

Ooh, good luck everyone c:

[Swurk]

Hey Blue, is it alright if I edited to fix a few typos? If now I'll go change them back ouo

Good luck guys ;u;

[Jinx.]

Bump? oO
Hey, I can officially say (for my timezone) that this hasn't been judged since last year xD

[Syra]

Username: Syra
Name: Glacier
Nickname: Glace
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Birthday: December 14th
Birth place: Born in the mountains of Montanna
Size: Just a slight bit larger than a mustang
Favorite Color: Silver
.:Voice:.
Glace's voice is a bit light and lilting.
It has the power to be beautiful when he doesn't speak flatly.
If it were to be described as an instrument,
one would have to relate it to the lower ranges of a viola.
.:Will you take care of him and not let him collect dust?:.
In all honesty, I'm a freshman in college and that means that I do not have much time
for the internet during my semesters. So while I may be doodling him a lot in classes and having
in my head conversations with him as I do many of my characters, he will certainly seem to be
gathering dust as far as the internet is concerned. I would love to do things with him, such as art
and JMD rps, but the truth is that during my semesters he will likely not get as much of that
attention as I'd really like to give him. However, I would love him, and in the times when I get
chances, he would get the best care and attention I can possibly give him.
.:Then why exactly do you want him?:.
This lovely boy caught my eye, and soon after, he caught my heart, something he
probably isn't happy with, which you'll understand a bit more after reading the personality
he has in my eyes. I am very upset that I had not seen him any earlier than this because I
know that my form has not had the time to be developed like the others. I'll be honest, I've never
liked JMDs because of how close I thought they were to JBDs, but after having read about them
on their thread, I realized how wrong I was. After that, I was looking through them, and though
I really began to love the species, none of them caught my eye that were available. Then I saw
this boy, and he was everything I could hope for. Blue is my favorite color, so that does have
a bit to do with why I think that this boy is the one for me, but I adore him for so many more
reasons than just that. His sweet face and bright eyes have also drawn me in. As always when
applying for a character, he has become important to me through my application process to the
point where I love him more and more the longer I work towards adopting him.
.:Well then what would you do with him?:.
If I were to win this boy, I would get involved with the JMD community and therein
hopefully have chances to RP with him as his is the kind of character I love to RP with. I would
also of course be making and ordering art of him, though likely he'd have more doodles in my
school notebooks than on the internet for reasons mentioned above, but I would be able to scan
them in and upload them where I can share them. I would make some sort of thread or post for
him to live in with his art and stories. Mostly though I'd just plain love on him o3o

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.:Personality Basics:.
| Quiet | Reserved | Blatant | Pessimistic | Thinker | Dreamer | Cautious | Caring |

.:Heavenly Virtue:.
Charity

Noun
The voluntary giving of help, typically money, to those in need.
Help or money given in this way.
Synonyms
alms - mercy - beneficence - benevolence - philanthropy

.:Deadly Sin:.
Sloth

Sloth is defined as spiritual or emotional apathy, neglecting what God has spoken, and being physically and emotionally inactive. Sloth can also indicate a wasting due to lack of use, concerning a person, place, thing, skill, or intangible ideal that would require maintenance, refinement, or support to continue to exist.

.:Likes:.
| Warm Places | Being Curled Up | Scarfs | Silver | Hot Chocolate |
| Rabbits | Silk | Candles | Night Time |

.:Dislikes:.
| Cold | Snow | Society | Interacting | Bright Lights | Rain | Spicy Food |
| Holidays | Dishonesty | Traveling the Taken Paths |

.:In Depth:.
Glace seems to be as cold as his elements. He speaks sparingly, he hardly ever smiles unless
slightly, and he is very grudging to interact with others quickly. When he speaks it is often of
the darker side of things and his words are often brutally honest without reservations for the
feelings of others. He spends most of his time when he isn't traveling lying curled up and thinking or
day dreaming. He contemplates almost everything before doing it and is only really mobile when he
travels, which he does do a considerable amount of because he does not like to stay in one area for
longer than a week at most. When he travels, he seems to walk aimlessly, but really he is just taking
the route that seems less traveled or easier. He never takes a path that is both easy and well traveled,
meaning more often then not he is taking the harder paths, which is very representative of the
rest of his personality.

Glace is the sort that would prefer to do things the way he thinks best, which usually does not take
his own ease into consideration. If a situation has two simple solutions, one that benefits others
and not himself, or one that benefits mostly himself, he would take the solution that does not benefit
him. Part of this is a minor feeling of self-condemnation, but for the most part it has more to do with
his secretly caring nature. He prefers to put others before himself in situations where it matters,
even though most people would just notice his few harsh words and think him to dislike everyone,
which is how he'd prefer for most to see him anyways. This is because Glace is most afraid of having
anyone caring for him. He feels as though he could never meet the expectations of one who cared for
him and would much rather be alone and help people from afar than be credited and liked for the good
deeds he does.

So, while Glace is not as cold as his name and behaviors might suggest, his powers remain to cause
snow and blizzards. He hates this to be honest. He prefers not to use his powers. Part of this is because,
ironically, Glace hates the cold. He is very susceptible to becoming cold and wears his scarf in an attempt
to keep himself warm when he does find a need or reason to use his powers. Glace does use his powers
every year at the north pole though. He does this in an attempt to counteract somewhat the damage
that humans are doing to the world. For a few weeks every winter he absents himself from anywhere else
he might be and makes his way to the arctic to renew the ice caps a little.


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.:Music:.
Glacier's taste in music is very distinct.
He prefers songs with no words and mostly
string and percussion instrumentals.
He enjoys an occasional folk song as well,
but most modern music he finds
offensive, if not in meaning then simply
to his ears.
He is partial to thinking that natural sound
patterns are a kind of music of
their own and would say his favorite of them,
as long as he is someplace sheltered
and warm, is a good heavy thunderstorm.
His least favorite is most bird songs.

.:Nature:.
Glace's opinions of nature are simple: nature is natural, leave it as it is.
He'd do just about anything in his power to keep natural things from changing
into something artificial.
He dislikes mechanical things and very much disdains cities and towns that
consume the land around them instead of working from it like smaller villages.
Glace does not particularly care for any one landscape or biome over another
farther than if he is comfortably warm there.
He dislikes most whether that is not a light overhang or a clear night, but
he deals with rain and sun better than he cares to deal with snow and ice.
Glace's favorite natural phenomenon is the aurora borealis.
It is one of the few things he enjoys each year on his travels north.

.:Travel:.
Seeing as Glace does a lot of it, it is interesting that his opinion of travel
is that it is for those who have yet to find themselves.
In many ways he really does believe this of himself as well, though.
When traveling, Glace tends to interact with those of his own kind for a
few days, then simply move on.
There has yet to be a friend he has made, if one can even say he has indeed
made any friends, that has been important enough to keep Glace in one spot.
Part of Glace's travels are his work at in fact not getting close to any one
dragon at all, though he mostly travels because it is in his nature to be moving
and to be exploring new places.
Glace has traveled a lot of the world, freezing waters to allow him to cross
without swimming, an exercise he despises even more than cold feet for the
fact that it leaves him wet as well as freezing.
Not to mention he prefers to keep his scarf dry.

.:Recreation:.
Glacier is not very fond of most games.
He tends to prefer day dreaming and logical thinking puzzles to what most
would describe as being fun.
On occasion, Glace can be brought to read a book, though he is partial
to witty books of adventure or discovery over any other kind.
Glace does have a fondness for I-spy though.
He enjoys making his sightings into riddles, but dislikes being the seeker
as he finds that others do not tend to be nearly so creative with their spying.

.:Food:.
Glacier doesn't care to eat very much, which is part of why he is a smaller
one of his kind and why he has trouble staying warm.
The truth of the matter is that Glace doesn't like to eat very often as he
secretly finds most of his prey too adorable to eat.
This is particularly true with rabbits, as, though he would never admit it
willingly, he thinks they have the sweetest little faces.
A good rabbit also happens to be his favorite kind of meal.
Such circumstances as these lead Glace to dislike eating often and often
cause him to not feed himself properly.
Every year though he tends to fatten up in some forest or another due
to the fact that, of all the natural singers in the world, he despises most
bird song and will as soon eat a bird as listen to its singing.
Though he cannot stand it when feathers get caught in his teeth.

.:Physique:.
Glacier is one of the smallest full grown dragons of his kind.
He is thinly built naturally and he is quite scrawny from his constant travel.
Overall he is rather weak, but he has an endurance that makes up for
a lack of pure brute strength.
Glacier's movements are usually graceful and decisive, having little to no
hesitation to them and rarely being interrupted by uncertainty.
Glacier's lack of weightiness is also partially due to the fact that he sleeps
very little and that his body is almost always working, slowly and steadily.
Even when he is laying down, curled up and day dreaming, he is still
burning away his fat just trying to keep warm if he is in a cold place.

.:Heart's Desires:.
Glacier has never been one to have set goals or to know what he wants.
The only sure thing that Glace could tell someone if they asked him what
he wants to do with his life is that he wants to see as much of the world as
he can and to be able to help preserve the world's natural beauties.
A few things that his heart longs for so deeply that he isn't even aware of
them are the wishes that some day he might be able to bear the love of
others and that he might come to accept his own powers for what they are
rather than the disdain he currently harbors for them.

.:Opinion of Self:.
Glacier considers himself to be a reasonable and independent person.
He knows that his mannerisms are often unpleasant to others, and
while he feels some guilt about this, he considers it a necessity.
He does not consider himself worthy of the attentions and love of
others though, and the reason for this, he does not know, though
it actually arises from a deep held idea of himself that he is not as
important as others. It was formed from the absence of his father
in his early childhood, and later steeled by his four years wandering
on, what he thought was, his own without any known aid.
Despite later finding out that his father had always followed and
loved him, this thought is so deeply entangled in his manners and
personality that it is unlikely he will ever fully stop thinking it.

.:The Feelings Beneath the Ice:.
Glacier is far from a cold-hearted being.
Though he may not show his deepest feelings to anyone he loves,
much less to people he hardly knows, he does have normal feelings
under his calm and cool exterior.
One of these feelings that would surprise almost anyone, except
maybe his immediate family, is that Glace has a witty and deep
sense of humor.
He greatly enjoys a well played pun or joke, but is critical in what
he finds to be amusing, with situational irony being his favorite.
Glacier's caring nature is also hidden under his icy shell.
Glacier's opinions of others may, from outside, seem to be very
derogatory, but the truth is that while he is brutally honest about
the failings of others, he is most honest of all with himself, and
in reality believes no one's short comings to be something to be
ashamed of, but rather things that should be acknowledged to be
improved upon.

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Plus everything else throughout the form
except the dividers and font-meme text, those aren't mine

.:Extras:.
My extras are kind mixed in all over the place xD I'll be adding more stuff down below now though.




Glacier was born to his mother in the mountains of Montanan along with his brother. Their
father had not stayed with their mother longer than to make sure she would be able to care for herself
and their offspring, being a dragon of a wandering spirit that his son inherited from him. Their mother
was a sweet and patient dragon who had understood his need to travel on his own and told her children
stories of how they had met and how their father was a brave and strong wanderer. Glacier looked up to
these stories that his mother told of his father and knew that he wanted to be a traveler like his father
some day, but at the same time, there were moments when he felt cheated of his father's love and
attentions. His mother promised her sons that they would meet their father someday, but Glace was
afraid that the reality of his father would fall short of his mother's tales and was wary to meet the dragon
who had fathered him and his brother. So, at the age of seven when his mother told her sons that their
father was coming to meet them, Glace left his home in the mountains to begin a life of wandering. It
was not an easy decision for Glace loved his mother and brother dearly, and in some part of his heart he
really did want to meet his father, but he was not ready to do so, and so he left.

Glace spent the next four years learning how to care for himself as he traveled. He found that the prey
he had hunted in the mountains, hawks and mice, were not the same as those he could find in forests,
marshes, and tundras. Each new kind of prey seemed to demand a new hunting style and this need to
learn to hunt or starve was probably the first step towards Glacier's weaker and small build. In those years,
Glace started to believe that his family had not really cared for him. It was a thought that slowly built inside
of him as he suffered an empty stomach for weeks on end, cold lonely nights, and the nagging thought
that if they had really loved him they'd have come after him even though he had run away. What he did not
know was that his father had been following behind him for most of these years, and, while he would not
coddle his child, he had helped his son in ways that Glace had not been able to recognize as the work of
another dragon. A rabbit laying dead in the snow, scared to death but appearing to have just had a heart
attack, a warm fire where lightning might have hit a tree during a storm, and other simple cares from a
father to his son.

When Glacier was twelve years old, there was a time in the winter when he had not eaten for many weeks,
a time when his father had been off minding some business of his own, and Glace, desperate with hunger,
had chased a hare out onto a frozen river. The ice gave way beneath his weight and, though he managed
to get out onto the shore on his own, he was unable to warm himself and became quite ill. When his
father next tracked him down, it was to find his son collapsed beneath a tree with a heavy fever. He nursed
his son back to health, and the whole while Glacier had no idea who the dragon tending to him was. At last,
as Glace started to become well and more coherent, he asked his father why he had taken care of him so.
His father said it was because he would never let anything happen to his son.

Glacier had never thought he would find his father to be as great a dragon as his mother had always
claimed, but to him, his father became just that sort of heroic figure. For about a year after he got well,
Glace traveled with his father, who taught him how to locate where their own kind would be in any
given area in case he ran into other mishaps such as the one that had almost killed him. In these places,
Glace learned that there were many more dragons in the world than he had previously thought, and the
discovery had the effect of making him wary around them. His father's actions had caused him to realize
that he was loved by his family, but he had also realized with it that he had been troubling his father for
years because his father loved him. He did not want to take anything away from the hero of his childhood,
least of all the man's time. Knowing this, he was also wary of new dragons in case he might foster such
good will in them that he might feel he was depriving them of their own time and care.

At the end of that winter, Glace told his father that it was time he set out on his own for real. He had
learned all he could from his father in that year and what he had left to learn were lessons that his father
could not teach him, lessons he would have to learn on his own. This last was something Glace himself
was not aware of, but his father knew it very well and, in parting with his son, wished him well and gave
him the scarf that he had always worn and that his son has worn ever since, saying that "If I cannot be
there to keep you warm, at least a part of me will go with you." Glacier was too disinclined to take up
so much of someone's heart and mind to know his father meant that a part of his heart was going with
him, not just the scarf, but he had known that when he said it to his son, and let his son hear it as
he would.

As Glace traveled on his own in the years following, he did learn many things, one of the most important
being what if felt like to truly know, even when one is alone, that they are cared for. He was glad of his
father's scarf that kept him warm, thinking that in giving it to him his father had been allowed to stop
constantly thinking about and caring for him. He was not right, but the misinterpretation did no harm
to the development of his character other than to reinforce his resolve to not let anyone else get so
attached to him as his family was. It was at about the age of fifteen that he first heard of the fears that
the polar ice caps were going to melt and cause calamity. At first he was convinced that the humans would
correct their ways upon such fears, but he was quick to learn humans do little that discomforts them.
Incredulous then of a species ability to ignore the damage they were doing, Glace wondered if the caps
were really melting at all. Glace had always avoided traveling far north as he could never seem to keep
himself warm enough for such journeys, but he endeavored to make the journey just this once that winter
when the rest of the world was already cold anyways.

In that journey, Glace discovered the beauty and danger of the tundras, the taigas, and the northern ice
caps. He found that, despite the cold that numbed him to the bone day and night, this frozen world had
beauties of its own. So far from most human civilization the stars shone brightly each night and the
lights of the aurora borealis at night took his heart by force. The snow hares that ran along the snows
and looked at him with uncertainty, a testament to his kind rarely traveling so far north, began to give
him a soft spot for their kind. When he reached the north, there was little to see. Everything was frozen
and what life lived there seemed to all be hibernating. As spring came though, Glace saw that the
life here was struggling with new problems. He saw that year, a polar bear turn on its child and devour
it for lack of other food and to save the child from starving to death. He was horrified, but his own
animalistic instincts helped him understand the scene in a way that some creatures would be unable.
These were the events that prompted his yearly visits to the north to try and do what he could to
preserve the caps.

Glace's life has not changed much since that time. He travels most of the year and meets many new
people without truly hanging around them long enough to befriend them. He has visited his mother
and brother on occasion and ran into his father once since parting with him all those years ago. On
that occasion father and son traveled together for a week, catching up on what the other had been
doing, then they parted again, neither looking back, but both much happier for the time together,
even if Glace would never have admitted it willingly.



The snow fell in flurries around him again. Glacier shivered and shrugged his scarf higher up on his neck, wishing to spread the warmth farther than it could possibly reach. This was the last place he'd have chosen to be if someone had asked him, he'd have much preferred to be curled up somewhere in front of a fire, yet he was here of his own accord, stalking through the night summoning a blizzard to guide him. His hate of the cold and dislike of his own powers did not keep him from this yearly renewal of the northern ice cap. However it did lead him to asking himself multiple times a night if he was even helping. The truth was, that he didn't know. He just didn't know if this endeavor was even doing any good. He was no scientist to study the effects of his work, he just did what he felt he could to help.

As flakes were blown into his face he squinted his eyes against the storm of his own making and wondered how much he should do tonight. The nights here were quite long this time of the year and some days he ended up exhausting himself from simply not judging correctly when to stop. As he continued forward he heard a noise besides that of the blizzard. He turned towards the sound and saw that a mother polar bear and her cub were playing in the falling snow far off to his left. One of Glace's rare smiles lit upon his face in the slow, slight way it tended to. If one was not acquainted with him, they'd have hardly called it a smile at all. He continued on though, so as not to disturb the creatures who were delighting in his storm. It did not often actually snow in these parts. His storm was as much of a rarity here as his smile had been upon his face. With each numbing, crunching step, Glace could comfort himself with the warm thought of those polar bears leading long happy lives and their children's children doing the same.



Even though he wouldn't like to listen to all of these himself, they are his soundtrack xD
Shooting Star- Owl City
On My Own- Hedley
Game of Thrones Violin Cover- Jason Yang
Skyrim Violin Cover- Jason Yang
Touch the Sky- Julie Fowlis
Reach for the Light- Steve Winwood
Never Alone- BarlowGirl
Quiet like the Snow- The Devil Wears Prada
Misty Mountains- Howard Shore
Shattered- Trading Yesterday
Little Jack Frost- Kate Rusby
Once Upon a December- Liz Callaway

[guqqi]

Bump? oO
Hey, I can officially say (for my timezone) that this hasn't been judged since last year xD

XDDD I see what you did there, but i will get judging done on friday ^ ^

[tooru]

Bump? oO
Hey, I can officially say (for my timezone) that this hasn't been judged since last year xD

XDDD I see what you did there, but i will get judging done on friday ^ ^

Hi, I was just goin' to ask if this was judged yet? Sorry if I come off as rude, but I know that I, and others, are excited to see if we won this little amazing guy. :3

[guqqi]

Oops, i thought i already posted the winner ^u^; sorry, thsnk you for reminding me <3

The winner of this male is Syra!

I adore your form and i can see you put alot of effort into it, i love his back story, it was very fun to read <3 Take good care of him!

Sorry there wont be a runner up for this one, I'm pm'ing lumpin to retire as an artist c:

[DecafBunny]

Congrats syra

[Syra]

*blinks*

Am I reading this right? I just woke up from a dream that I won, so I am not sure if I am still dreaming or not, but as I am actually able to type this time, I must not be!

OMGosh I am so happy! *cannot express* Thank you so much! *squees and hugs Glace*
Glace: -_-'

Anyhow... I have a really weird question, now. (Well, at least I think it is a weird question for a winner to ask.)
Since I read earlier in the thread that there would be one runner up, I had Glace have a brother in his back story who could either be this JMD if I got a runner up, or who could be the runner up if I won. I understand that you are retiring as an artist- and her comes the strange question- but would it somehow be alright if I made a runner up for him? I doubt it, but like, it is so out there that I don't even know what to think, so I might as well ask. xD *shot*