[Kojoten]

• Username:
Rick-soo
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• Dragon Name:
Her name is Buttercup.
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• There was always something odd about her...:
Like a buttercup, when your near her it reflects yellow onto you.
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• 200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:
Buttercup was sitting around, she wanted to go feed the ducks
at the harbor, but all she had was a pickle! She took it
anyway and met many ducks that had no interest in her
pickle, until one oddly freckled duck walked and
swallowed it whole! Buttercup gasped “The entire pickle?!?!?”
she decided to keep the duck, and named it Freckles!
Freckles and her went on amazing adventures in the forest
and while watching tv. Nature Documentaries were their
favorite shows along with gangster movies!
Buttercup and Freckles became best friends and even
Made a new brand of popcorn…Freckle’s Popcorn
Concoction of Epicness…which is just popcorn
With tons and tons of butter and pickles mixed in.
Freckles never wants to be a normal duck again because
She loves Buttercup! She hopes Buttercup never leaves
Her and they will always be bffs. Buttercup and Freckles
Also love just screaming random words while running through
The woods! Like ketchup, potatoes, popcorn, mint sprig, Bilbo,
Rapsody, ect. They even play games like trying to say words
Backwords or making cool words by mixing up letters in boring
Words like Photosynthesis becoming Tophothesnisy! Buttercup would
Like to end this story with, “Finally 200 words!”

[Bittertiffany]

Username:
Dragon Name: (you can explain the name in less than 50 words if you want)
There was always something odd about her...: Tell us what it is! Only one thing, and while I'd love you to be creative, please keep it in the realms on JBD possibilities.
200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle: And this JBD, of course!

[broodingtulip]

Username: -Bel-
Dragon Name: Hashbrown
There was always something odd about her...:
Ironically, Hashbrown does not like hashbrowns.
200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:
Hashbrown wandered around the pond, slyle searching for ducks to chase. She huffed, obviously frustrated, when a large flock of ducks suddenly flew swooped down to the pond. Startled, Hashbrown scurried off and hid in a bush, peeking out to see if they were still there.
You see, Hashbrown hated, yet loved ducks. She's had a hatred for them since a duck pecked her freckles when she was littler. It was always the same place- the freckles on her nose. Despite this, she loves chasign the ducks around on summer days, for some odd reason.
Anyways, back to the story. Hashbrown crouched, waiting patiently for the best moment to make her move. After waiting long minutes, that seemed like hours, she pounced, landing coincedentally three feet away from a duck. The ducks and made quacking noises, their eyes going wide as they suddenly flew out of the peaceful blue lake. Laughing, Hashbrown continues chasing the ducks in content.
Hashbrown was extremely tired after chasing the ducks around. When she finally went home to make herself a nice pickle sandwhich, she was faced with tragedy, and dispair.
The pickles. Were gone. Mortified, the first thing Hashbrown did was get to the super market.
But guess what?

They were out of pickles.

[Hope you don't mind me changing font size/color/and centering it ^^' I had to edit this to add a bit to the story since I forgot to add in pickles xD]

[kyum-]

Username:
[[-KillerChicken-]]

Dragon Name:
Fleck
Just Fleck. 8D No reason at all.

There was always something odd about her...:
Fleck has a tendency to go insane when things don't go her way. Although she's about to cry or go on a rampage, she laughs. Her right eye twitches, her mouth goes crooked and she blabbers and laughs. eue Her eyes go kinda derpy and her ears flop outwards.
When she has a normal face she's purdiful though, so those who see her in her insane state kinda... collapse on the spot. |D

200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:
Fleck munched on her sandwich stuffed with pickles, tomatoes and lettuces as she sat on the bench, her picnic basket just below her. She munched on it, holding it in her two front paws. The park was a great place to eat a sandwich, yes it was. Once she finished it, she licked her fingers and reached down into her picnic basket and grabbed another of her many sandwiches. As she did, she spotted a mosquito under her arm on her freckles there. She growled and smacked at it. Fleck missed the cunning mosquito and whacked herself, hard. She yelped and hyperventilated. It wasn't going her way. She went into her insane state and tried again and again to whack that mosquito, and as she did, she inched closer and closer towards the pond. A couple of ducks that were swimming in the pond swam quickly away, and before the last one could, Fleck fell in with a body slam. She submerged for a while before emerging and laughing insanely, blabbering exaggeratedly about how things weren’t going well. After almost half an hour, she calmed herself and left the pond with her basket, her head hung in embarrassment.
198 words

[.Amber.]

Username:
.Amber

Dragon Name:
Tache rousseur
Tache rousseur is her full name,
it comes from the sentance,
Tache de rousseur canard, meaning
freckled duck, which i think is highly
appropriate

There was always something odd about her...:
She is able to understand ducks, and birds that can swim
in general, not that she can talk back to them, she just
understands them, and they seem to sense that so they
communicate with her, when she was a tween, a baby
duckling, with PDS (permanent duckling syndrome) was dropped
at the river side by a duck, (when tache was there of course)
she took the duckling in, its been her best fluffy friend ever
since.

200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:

Here's a pickle
There's a pickle
and another little Pickle
Fuzzy pickle
Funny pickle
freckle freckle duck

Pickle Pickle
cheesecake Freckle
tablet, brick, potato, Pickle
Freckle Freckle mushroom Freckle
Pickle Pickle duck

I was once a duck
I lived in a cake
but i never saw the way
the orange slayed the rake
I was only three years awesome
but it told a tale
and now listen little duck
to the safety rail

Did you ever see a pickle
kiss a pickle
on the freckle
pickle's freckle
tastes of freckle
pickle pickle duck

Half a freckle
Twice a pickle
not a freckle
farmer pickle
pickle in a car
alarm a pickle
freckle duck

is that how its told now
is it oh so old
is it made of lemon juice
doorknob, ankle, cold
Now my song is getting thin
I've run out of luck
Time for me to retire now
and become a jelly bean dragon
called Tache <3

Just an edited version of the duck song, its not really a story, but its the first thing that popped into my mind when i saw her <3Also it tells a story, so its sorta like one, I tried to be creative, since that is how i think this girl would be, creative

[rosiemeii]

Username:

Tucana

Dragon Name:

Drizzlecake
Because she reminds me of a Lemon Drizzle Cake, but I decided to merge the 'Drizzle' and 'Cake' together!

There was always something odd about her...:

Everybean always thought Drizzlecake was the odd one out because she has a way of going around things. Depending on her mood, her movements are very strange. When she's happy, she'll often bounce, when she's sad, she'll sway and be careless about where she's stepping, when she's neutral, she'll let her tail drag along the ground while she looks a little bit worried, and when she's shocked or scared, she'll leap huge jumps and pull awfully scary faces!

200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:

Drizzlecake lay under the shade of an old oak tree. It had a disease, sadly, from insects where it obtains awful, huge black freckles everywhere! She sighed and sprawled her legs out before yawning and closing her eyes. She fell asleep, and began to dream. She was just minding her own business while floating aimlessly around in space, when she saw a duck! It quacked at her, then waddled off and disappeared through a hole in the moon. Drizzlecake was determined to find the duck, so she followed its footprints which floated in the dark purple, starry sky. She finally reached the planet, and jumped down the hole. She gasped, as she saw something so unexpected! A stash of pickles! Drizzlecake laughed, as pickles were her favourite food, then she leapt into a pile. 'A pickle a day keeps the doctor away!' she chuckled, then stuffed one in her mouth. At this point, the duck saw her as large as ever, and half of his stash of pickles gone! He nibbled on her leg, trying to get her away, and then she woke up. Drizzlecake gazed into the sky, traumatized by this odd dream, then curled up and dozed off again...

[T u m b l e]

Username~

• Painted Pawz
  
  Dragon Name~
• Cara
  
  There was always something odd about her~
• Yes cara has something odd about her. She gets followed by ducks, everywhere she goes she gets followed by them. Honestly she doesn't mind them, she loves them but they follow her everywhere!
  
  200 Word Story~
  Cara lay on the soft dirt, her front paws soaked in the water of the pond in front of her. Cara liked this pond, it was sort of a get away from when her family where arguing. “Hey you!” Cara turned her head into the direction of the voice, “yea you!” cara stared around her puzzled, nothing out of the ordina- something pecked her paws “owch!” she leaped from where she was relaxing in pain. Her paws throbbed; she looked around frantically before taking an inch closer to the pond. “Finally I have your attention! Sheesh!” Cara looked down into the pond. This was a duck, she thought to herself. She is now talking to ducks…… “Umm sorry?” she replied to the duck, even though the duck Is the one who hurt her. “You should be! Anyway you have to do something now because you ignored me” the duck sneered. “do I have a choice?” “NO!” the duck chuckled. “If you don’t do what I say it will rain pickles and you don’t want your pretty freckles getting ruined. Do you?” The duck chimed. It seem to get angrier and angrier. “Find what do you want?” “Take me with you!”

[m0chicakez]

Username:
Cakeface
Dragon Name:
Cake, because it would be fun to have a bean named after my nickname C:
There was always something odd about her...:
She sleeps like a possum, hanging upside-down by her tail in a tree. I don't really know why, and when you ask her she only gives you the simple answer "Why not?" and starts to giggle.
200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:
A memory I'll never forget
[This story took place when she was a child, only so you know C:]
Cake ran through the forest slope, with her companion Cactus, a little possum.
They were late for the party that took place near the big lake.
Soon, they spotted the others and Cake smiled.
"What took you so long?!" Audrey said with a grumpy face.
"Sorry, Cactus wanted to eat some pickles... You know what happens if she doesn't get any" Cake answered and giggled.
"Well... We're here now, aren't we?" Cactus murmured. Audrey just shook her head with a sheepish smile before they walked over to the others. The other beans and animals were greeting the late bean and her little duck.
"I can see your freckles so clearly know! It really suits you, Cake. It makes you look... Cute" April said, and a faint blush appeared on Cakes cheeks.
"Thank you" Cake murmured.
"Well, what do you guys want to do know?" Another bean asked.
"Hmm... Maybe hide-and-seek?" A little duckling quacked.
They all agreed that it was a fun game, so Dot started to count and the others tried to hide.
It was warm, that summer evening at the party. And all of them were laughing and just having fun.
A great day, don't you think?

[wildly-unaware]

Gorgeous bean<3
I may just have to enter..

[CookieMonster3000]

Username: Toothless-
Dragon Name: Annabell

There was always something odd about her...:
Annabell, lost as an egg, was raised by some curious, friendly ducks. This meant, of course, that she mostly had to fend for herself, as ducks are not exactly the best parents around, but she was incubated for half of her life as an egg and then cared for for several weeks before a mother from a nearby jam found her.

200-word story containing freckles, a duck and a pickle:
Freckles was a strange JBD, everyone knew that. Living with a duck for the first few weeks of your life can do that to you.
“Quack, quack.” She waddled around, and then collapsed into giggles. Her adopted sister, Pickle, laughed too. Freckles and Pickle liked to play pretend. They were much too old for the sport, at seventeen summers old, but they enjoyed it.
Freckles and Pickles were not supposed to be in the meadow at that time. It was daylight, and humans came around with their families sometimes. However, Freckles didn’t like hiding away in the forest until night. And Pickles would do anything with her sister.
There was a rustle in the undergrowth, and an old woman stepped out into the meadow. She started in surprise, then quietly watched them. When they noticed, Freckles and Pickle didn’t run away. No, they were much to daring to do such a thing. Instead, they padded up to the woman, and touched her with their snouts. She petted them. After that, they lost all caution. They bounced around the woman, doing tricks and showing off.
When the sun began to set and Freckles and Pickle knew it was time to leave, Pickle started off, but Freckles just couldn’t. She had made a lifelong friend.

* Any resemblance to real JBDs, spot on or not, is entirely coincidental. Pickle is a JBD I made up on the spot and is not based on any other JBD, alive or dead.
* Freckles’ name was later changed to Annabell, as the human couldn’t tell her real name.