[Dr. Paine]

Username:
Commander Shepard.

Dragon Name:
Buttermilk

There was always something odd about her...:
Most long-furred creatures would never do what Buttermilk loves; but then, that goes to show why no Bean can match how soft and silky her fur is. Buttermilk's secret is that, thrice a week, she indulges in a long buttermilk bath. She always takes upwards of two hours in the bath, first just letting it soak in and soften her fur, then another hour or so to make sure she scrubs it all out and doesn't have any left to crust or sour. It also lets her indulge in her other favorite, if not... odd hobby: epic bath toy battles!

200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:
Buttermilk squeaked, shaking her head as a bubble landed on her freckly snout. She had just finished the buttermilk soak, and had just gotten into a large, wonderfully warm bubble bath. Her favorite toys were bobbing up and down-- an odd assortment, handed down from older siblings. She curled up in the tub, taking the polka-dot rubber duck and a... pickle? No, a green submarine! A submarine under attack from Pooka, the mutant duck from space!
"Noooo, all systems down! Dive, dive!" Buttermilk cried out, a large wave of water sloshing over the side of the tub as she made the submarine dive. "Pooka has laser eyes, we can't stand a chance!"

"But wait? What's this?" Buttermilk said, curling her tail around a large dragon. "Look, it's Sphy the dragon! She'll save us all!"

More water spilled over the tub, a small price to pay for the greatest battle any bathtub had ever seen. It was a long fight, many good bubbles perishing for the cause, until Pooka finally lay defeated in a puddle on the floor. Buttermilk giggled, diving underneath the water with the submarine. She'd have to clean up later, but right now, the S.S. Pickle had tons to explore!

(200 words exact, according to this counter.

[PollyPoos]

Username:
PollyPoos

Dragon Name:
Chrysanthemum;Cree for short
Based off the flower meaning joy, optimism, and perfection

There Was Always Something Odd About Her...:
Cree actually is quite the dreamer in fact her dreams are quite odd because they hint if something bad is to come. She doesn't realize it until after the tragedy has happened that her dreams warned her about. She never seems to listen to them though, seeing as they're dreams and have no meaning most of the time.

200-Word Story Containing Freckles, A Duck and A Pickle:
"Mama, where do freckles come from?" asked the little yellow colored bean as she watched the mirror, her mother brushing her fur. "They come from the creator's kisses. They must've really loved you my dear Chrysanthemum." Her mother cooed as she finished brushing her 'feathers' at the top of the bean's head. "You better go to school, you don't want to be late your first day!" Her mother's soft voice informed her. Cree nodded running off to school that was just down the block. She was outside with the other young beans for morning playtime before school. She was shy and noticed she was among the smaller ones of the group. She felt unwelcome to the group as they all stared at her. She walked on by, trying not to make eye contact with any of the others. She sat down, taking out the pickle and cheese sandwhich her mother had given her as a snack. She started munching on it, when she noticed a small duck looking up at her. She gave the bird some crumbs, wiggling it's tail as it ate happily. Think made Cree smile, that was the day she made her first friend.
(197 words)

[Wifflebee]

Username: She-Hound
Dragon Name: Lucilla
[Lucy for short. :] ]
There was always something odd about her...: Well, her main obbsession since she finished the books - and of course watched the movie - is Narnia. Yes, odd, I know. XD She's convinced that such a magnificent realm exists, and that she will not only return "home" to her "native" land, but as its rightful leader as well... Honestly, I don't think she'll ever get over this phase. X)
200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle: WIP! It's really late. ^^;

[Xanga]

Username:
Xanga
Dragon Name:
Deana
There was always something odd about her...:
Well, she loves to rub pickles in her fur, it may seem odd yes but she has her weird habits.
200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:
It was a wet cold day, Deana wandered around the lake searching for the jar of pickles she had dropped into the water. She whimpered when she noticed a freckled duck eating her jar of pickles, she crouched down and stalked toward the duck making a snarling sound she leaped into the water after the duck. It made a high pitched quack and swam away, Deana grabbed her jar and ran off back to her little hiding place. She took two pickles from the jar, eating one and rubbing the other one into her fur.

[Potassium]

Username:
Potassium
Dragon Name:
Sahara
Spelt Sahara, but a personal mix of the Sahara with Sierra. This resembles the crisp orange sandy colors of her fur as the desert has.
There was always something odd about her...:
When talking to someone or looking at something for a long time Sahara's left eye will drift out of focus and look off and do a kind of vibrating motion.
200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle: And this JBD, of course!
Ever since Sahara was a small dragon, she kept a small stuffed duckling as one of her prized belongings. She enjoyed spending time with the duck because it could never make fun of her "lost" eye and freckles. One day, her and the duckling were having a picnic outside with Sahara's favorite food,which is pickles. She had brought her markers with her, so she could color, but decided to color on something other than her coloring book. Ever since that day, her plush duckling has has brown freckles just like her.

[Bottle]

WIP
Username: Pollux
Dragon Name:
Odd Ball

There was always something odd about her...:
Odd Ball is a clumsy jellybean. Why? Because she waddles around. She thinks she's a duck! She will swim in the pond at the park and beg for bread crumbs. Some other dragons have tried previously to send her to a mental hospital, for every bodies safety, but as soon as she walks in the doors she completely forgets about the whole entire duck thing and acts natural. No one quite understands her and no one ever will.
200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:
Odd Ball waddled around the park quacking in her strange ways when she noticed her reflection in the pond water. She giggled at the fact that she had little brown freckles and a strange poof of hair on her head. She was taken by surprise when another dragon walked up and asked her if she was alright. "Oh, I has a fine. Quack." She honked. The other jellybean dragon was slightly disturbed and asked if she needed any mental help. "Nope. I just a duck. " Odd Ball quacked. The jellybean dragon was concerned and asked if she wished to come home with her. Odd Ball agreed to follow the jellybean dragon, after all, she enjoyed new friends. "Soooo... are you hungry?" the jellybean dragon asked Odd Ball as they arrived at his house. "Please yes. I'd like Pickles dipped in chocolate mustard please." Odd Ball piped up happily. Giving Odd Ball a strange look, the jellybean dragon replied, "What?"
"It's my favoritest snackie."

[NoLongerOnCS]

Username: Sammich (May vary to TheSoulOfEli)

Dragon Name: Tobi Autumn (Short for Tobin)
~ I know its not a girly name nor is it an interesting name but it is an old inside joke in which me and my best friend named a ball in PE class Tobin and lost it only to find it in two years under the bleachers. After that my mother bought five ducks at Farm and Fleet and I named mine Tobin. The name carries sweet memories <3

There was always something odd about her...: Tobi may seem like a completely normal bean when you first meet her but she has a little secret (Don't tell her I told you) but she happens to Act like a Duck When No One Is Around And Splash around Only to realize She looks Silly Trying to Fly, but she does it anyways, Also she has an obsession with crackers and bread
"I Do not!! Why would you tell them that!!"

200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:
It was late October in the forest and leaves had fallen off the trees, covering all of the things on the ground. A small yellow baby bean hopped around through them, the brown and yellow leaves bringing out her bright colors. In her pouch lie a jar of Vlasic pickles, whole pickles for she refused to eat only half of one. She seemed to be interested in the water but was too scared it would be cold. She was scared out of her whits when something leapt up behind her making a loud noise. She turned to see a duck which instead of quacking seemed to be barking "Bark bark! I am a doggy!" It chirped as the bean tilted her head at it curiously. It looked hungry "Bark bark! Feed me!" It spoke. The bean smiled and pulled a pickle from her jar and handed it to the duck which squawked like a parrot "Aye aye captain!" it said before feeding the pickle to some fish to catch them "SACRAFICCCEE!" It screamed. The bean giggled and around her neck was a collar that read Tobi. She quite like the duck. From then on the ducks all came to her for food and she began to live with them at the park.

[~Galen]

Dropping out. Good luck to all! (:

[c h r i s t m a s]

Username:
c h r i s t m a s
Dragon Name:
Her name would be Drea
My moms name {{ we both have freckles ^u^ }}
There was always something odd about her...:
Ok heres the thing thats odd about her, it's not odd rather weird or gross. She likes to pick her nose ok? She has and tries to stop she wants to stop but its like a natural high for her.
200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:
"Quack!" is all Drea could hear as she walked around the pond on a warm, breezy spring day. She turned around with her freckles popping out in the sun and looked at the duck and stuck out her tongue "Will you ever be so kind and, SHUT UP!?" she yelled as she kept walking and rolled her eyes. She kept walking until she came to the tree that she always liked to lay at and read, she sat down slowly and pulled out a book of weird facts. As she started reading the duck waddled up to her "QUACK! FRECKLES! QUACK!" the duck was walking and stopped by her feet. Drea sighed "Go away." she said as she kept reading and she rolled her eyes. Soon the duck started talking "AFLAC DUCK!" he quacked. Drea looked bewildered as she laughed and looked down and the duck started rapping the aflac duck song. Drea sighed and took out a pickle from her bag and gave it to him, hoping it would make him go away. The duck took the pickle and took a bite and cringed "EWWW!" he yelled as he ran away, Drea laughed and went back to reading.
((199 words ^u^))

[Zeee]

Username:
Cheeseface

Dragon Name:
Nessy

There was always something odd about her...:
Nessy has a nose-twitch, simple as that, and does it without even noticing. People usually complain about how weird it looks when she does it, because it scrunches up her face, but it is sort of cute.

200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:
With a twitch of the nose, I dug my paw deep into the hidden hole I'd dug near the tree and pulled it out; the thing I praised most; pickles. I caressed the unopened jar of pickles and kissed it, skipping towards a pond where I'd eat them and watch the ducks pass by. I put down my jar of pickles and stared into the pond, into my reflection, and my nose twitched again. I stared at my freckles for a while and tried to wipe them off, thinking it was dirt. I'd forgotten I even had freckles! Silly me! Suddenly, a duck swam up to me and quacked at the pickles. I hugged the jar protectively and the duck swam off after quacking at me angrily. Silly duck, you can't have pickles! I stared at my freckles one last time and opened the jar, smiling at the smell, and dug my paw in, picking out a perfect pickle, eating it. I spent the rest of my day, like every other, eating pickles, and then I went home and guess what I did? Ate pickles! And photoshopped ducks to have freckles like me! Just kidding. I can't photoshop!

(Tried to keep it humorous - 198 words)