[lumpinbanana]

nσw whαt єхαctlч ís α jєwєl mαnє drαgσn?
A Jewel Mane Dragon is a large creature with jewels on their foreheads and tails.They eat mostly small mammals such as birds, squirrels, and rabbits. The fur on their back, hind, and front legs feel like the softest of silk and is pretty short. The fur around their neck (Also know as their mane) and tail is very soft, fluffy, and long. Jewel mane Dragons mostly keep to themselves but when they find someone they like the grow very attached, loyal, and talkative. They're all slightly bigger than a mustang but some grow to be as large as a elephant. All Jewel Mane Dragons have jewels at the end of their tail and on their forehead, there's really no exception to that rule. The jewel on their tail is used as a weapon in combat and hunting, while the jewel on their forehead is used during mating season to attract females.

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My next adopt! :D

This Jewelie is based off fire ^-^ (Say thanks to daringash)

I really really love this design, so he/she will be hard to get!

Read the form section...because there comes your task. ^^

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The Form~

This time, you have to make your own Form. I want to see effort and heart poured into it.
Give it all you've got and go all out. I will not give this JMD to a "lousily" owner, no offense. :3
I want to see you in the FC, RP's and everything else. Be active with him/her!

I want you to have these things definitely included:

• A Name
• The Gender
• The current Age
• A Personality
• Likes & Dislikes
• At least one piece of Art [may it be a drawing, story, poem, journal etc.]

But like I said, add everything you like!
You can make the form as pretty as possible. I love pretty and organized forms.

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End Date~

The end date is the 15th March! (for now, this will surely be extended)

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Extras~

-None-

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That's it. :3
I'm really interested in what you guys come up with. ^-^
Good luck everyone!
(lol sorry wolfswelpe I copied your format and info >.<)

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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I was looking for a breath of life
A little touch of heavenly light
But all the choirs in my head sang,
No oh oh

To get a dream of life again
A little vision of the start at the end
But all the choirs in my head sang,
No oh oh

But I needed one more touch
Another taste of heavenly rush
And I believe, I believe it
So oh oh oh

And I needed one more touch
Another taste of divine rush
And I believe, I believe it
So oh oh oh

Whose side am I on?
Whose side am I?
Whose side am I on?
Whose side am I?

And the fever began to spread
From my heart down to my legs
But the room is so quiet,
Oh oh oh

And although I wasn't losing my mind
It was a chorus so sublime
But the room was too quiet,
Oh oh oh

I was looking for a breath of life
A little touch of heavenly light
But all the choirs in my head sang,
No oh oh

To get a dream of life again
A little vision of the start at the end
But all the choirs in my head sang,
No oh oh

[Instrumental]
It's a long way and it's come to claim her
And I always say,
We should be together
I can see the look,
Because this song has began it
And if you are gone,
I will not be long (Be long, be long, be long)

And I started to hear it again
But this time it wasn't the end
And the room is so quiet,
Oh oh oh

And my heart is a hollow plane
For the devil to dance again
But the room is too quiet
Oh oh oh

I was looking for the breath of a life
A little touch of a heavenly life
But all the choirs in my head sang
No, oh oh

[toccata]

Reserve with the name phoenix

[Cuspid]

Sorry if this is spam, but he/she could be like Bro/sisters with Flame.

:o

[PPr:Kut]

~Who am I?~//This is me//
Name: Tennessee
Nickname: Blazin' Barrels Tennessee, Loose Cannon Tennessee
Age: Twenty-One
Gender: Male

~I act the way I do~//Because I can//
Personality: The infamous Blazin' Barrels Tennessee received his nickname for the most basic reason; he is just like a gun. Reckless, loud, blunt, yet powerful. Not a sheriff, yet not an outlaw, Tennessee is a vigilant who travels about and helps others, usually with dealing with criminals, outlaws, or other kinds of wrong-doers. While he is a sweetheart, the JMD can be a rambunctious and violent male, especially in fights, which he will end up getting himself into often. He is not above killing others, but he'd rather it didn't come to death within a fight. He is seen as a fearless fighter that won't back down from any challenge, but this also due to his reckless and headstrong determination. He is also quite cocky, willing to shoot insults at his adversaries to fire them up, and makes it seem necessary to royally tick off anybody who comes to a stand-off with. But he won't do this all of the time, only when he knows the fight will either be challenge-less or he's just having fun and not taking it seriously. In the real amano-amano, he is deathly serious, and he will rather keep very quiet.

On the outside, Tennessee can be rather hardened, not letting things get to him. He'd rather remain positive and generally shielded from negative emotional effects. Deep down though, Tennessee has his fair share of fears that haunt him, but he would rather spit on his mother's grave before showing those fears in public. He wants to be seen as an infamous vigilant that defends the good people without fear, if word spread about what he holds inside, others with evil hearts would take full advantage of that, and more lives will be threatened. This also leads to Tennessee having issues with having attachments with others, as he's always unsure if having others close to him is a good idea, always thinking about their safety.

The loose cannon also has an infamous temper. Say the wrong thing and he'll beat you to a pulp. But if you do happen to be a friend, he'll simply yell and control himself enough so he doesn't have to hurt anybody. Tennessee like to show that he's a tough guy, but he's really a gentle sweetheart, he just believes he isn't so good at being such, when in truth he truly is. Sometimes, he won't even notice he's being kind. He'll often get a little mad and show embarrassment if anybody points out his nicer side.

Personal Quote: "I'm alive, and I want to remain with the living, understand? And when I'm dead, I want to remain with the dead. And I would be unhappy if somebody living forces me to remain with the living."

~What I like~//And what I don't//
~Fears~
• Attachment. He doesn't want to face the emotional impact of losing someone he deeply cares for.
• Drowning.


~Likes~
• Making "grunts" and "cronies" angry.
• Traveling.
• Helping others out.
• Fire.
• His fame.

~Here is my past~//And all my mistakes//
History: Major WIP!

~A little on the inside~//Never hurts to look//
Current GF: Nope.
Ex-GF's?: You reckon I'd tell you that?
Crush: What in tarnation makes you thing I'd say that either?! Mind your own beeswax you lily livered greenhorn!
Hobbies: Essentially the same as my likes.

~A Family For Me~//One I love to see//
Mother: Rest in peace mother dearest.
Father: I couldn't give a damn what's happened to him.
Siblings: None.
Aunts/Uncles: Who knows.
Cousins: No clue.
Kids: Not my initial plan.


The End

[DraconisSumeris]

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Galafray has a sort of calm personality.
her markings are wild and irratiac, but
she has a clam, and a think-things-through-first
kinda problem solveing abilaty. she loves
music, her main instrament is brass, she
has played, trombone,trumpet, baritone,
and tuba, and she likes the trumpet the
best.

Dislikes:
easy songs
playing woodwind instraments'
messing up the melody of a song
being bullyed
cooking
P.E.
running
dogs

likes:
cats
playing a difficult song
getting all her notes and rytms right
playing brass instraments
being respected
drawing, even though she is more into music
MUSIC

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i woke up in a fairly good mood this morning at 6. iit was a pretty dawn, as the red, golden light cascaded over the mountian tops and the trees. i then took a shower, to let my hair dry out before our Band MPA, competion.we are going to be playing serngeti dreams, Vikeing legiond, and The Maelstorm.my favorite out of the group was The Maelstorm. afterr brushing my hair, and dressing in my formal uniform, a white button down shirt with a long black skirt, me and my mother got in to the car and drove to the highschool where we where going to preform. once there, we got lost twice before finding the rest of the band. the room was large and ringed with trophies. this year the MPA was held at a highschool not our own. we ended up sitting there for about 40 or so minutes before we began to practice our instraments.i started with the cromnic scale, starting down at a low A and working my way to a E major. after that i worked a little on where we had the melody, and then our director stood up, signeling it time to get on stage. we filed out and at first glance at the audiance, my heart started to pound. i could hear blood rushing though my ears.soon we took our seats and heard our conductor state the songs we where going to play.we begun with Sererngeti dreams, then Vikeing legend, and followed up with The Maelstorm its my faveorite becuse the brass has a large part in it. after our preformance, we went back to the Sightreading room, where we recived a peice of music called chestnut square. we had about 8 minutes to read it over before playing it. i know i dident do too horrid on it, but i played the 16th notes waayyy to slow.after that we went to the audience and sat, waiting for the Advanced band to play from our school. somehowi nthe middle of that, my mother had dissaperd and i had a panic attack. my friends started to see if i was okay. i ended up ataying the whole preformance before seeing my mom again. after theat we had lunch at a restant and went home where i pretty much crashed all day

[walk.]

N a m e ;;

"You wanna know my name huh? I don't have to tell you that. But since I want to go home with this user, I suppose I might as well. It's Scorch, what fire does to almost anything. It leaves a mark, just like I do, I don't like going unoticed."

I'd name this beautiful JMD Scorch. To Scorch something, is the same as to burn. The fact that it leaves a mark is the key reason I chose this name, Scorch is very gutsy, she refuses to go unnoticed in a discussion or anything of the sort. Ignoring Scorch could be one of the biggest mistakes you ever make in your entire life.

G e n d e r ;;

"Uh hello? If you dare think I am male, I will get just a little bit mad. No, a lot mad."

Scorch is a female, I couldn't imagine her as anything else, the eyelashes look too good to go to waste and I find the personality I have given only suites a female in my eyes.

WIP
• A Name
• The Gender
• The current Age
• A Personality
• Likes & Dislikes
• At least one piece of Art [may it be a drawing, story, poem, journal etc.]

[olivionary]

This beauty would be a fiery female named Fyron.

Major Wip

[Moved]

Reserved with the name Redemption

[Reine Des Loups]

Username: Iceeon

Name: Kashi

Gender: Female

Age: 15

Personality: Friendly, Playful, Talkative, Frank, Sarcastic.

Likes:
Fire
Birds
Other friendly JMD's
Supernatural things
Music ( Guitars, preferably)

Dislikes:
Meanies
Quiet-unfriendly JMD's
Beaches
Chestnuts

Phobia:
Water! The story has something to do with it, so read on ;3

Story:
Kashi walked cockily along the pier, looking down at the ocean, a smile on her face. It made her happy to be able to stand above her biggest fear without touching it. She put her paws over the railing and stared down at the water, and yelped with glee to see her friend surfing the waves, obviously better than the others. Horror quickly filled her stomach with dread as she saw a fin- about two feet high, peek out behind her unsuspecting friend. Kashi opened her mouth to cry but nothing came out. The fishermen on the pier, stared, but did nothing. Anger replaced horror, and she screamed at all of them for being obnoxious idiots. Kashi had barely finished talking when- Crunch. It was barely audible, but due to Kashi’s keen ears she heard it, and the faint scream. The ocean was red, and black spots danced upon Kashi’s vision. No… she thought weakly before fainting.
She was still on the pier when she woke, and a horrible memory teased her, keeping at the tip of the tip of her tongue, but never hinting at what it was. “I’m sorry” the voice jerked her back to reality. Her friend was dead, probably, and here was a strange blue wolf staring at her. Kashi opened her mouth and whispered faintly; “Will you help me? “ The blue wolf laughed, but sadness was obvious in her eyes. “ Of course. Follow me, and I will take you to my den. There we may re-account everything that happened. Kashi nodded. “ But what is your name, kind ma’am?” Asked Kashi, realizing the wolf was a female. “ You may call me Iceeon.”

Art: X