[Doodles]

username;;
name;;
gender;;
story of the beads;; 500 word limit
extra;;
time to go commission art D;

[Wolf in a Fedora]

username;; wolfwarrior144
name;; Jade
gender;; female
story of the beads;; wip
extra;; wip

[mare.]

Ɖяʏ ℓιɢнтиιиɢ cяαcκƨ αcяσƨƨ тнɛ ƨκʏ...
Ƭнσƨɛ ƨтσям cℓσʋ∂ƨ ɢαтнɛя ιи нɛя ɛʏɛƨ...
Ħɛя ∂α∂∂ʏ ωαƨ α мɛαи σℓ∂ мιƨтɛя,
Ѧσммα ωαƨ αи αиɢɛℓ ιи тнɛ ɢяσʋи∂...
Ɯɛαтнɛямαи cαℓℓɛ∂ ғσя α тωιƨтɛя,
Ƨнɛ ρяαʏɛ∂, βℓσω Ɩт Ɖσωи

Ƭнɛяɛ'ƨ иσт ɛиσʋɢн яαιи ιи Ѳκℓαнσмα,
Ƭσ ωαƨн тнɛ ƨιиƨ σʋт σғ тнαт нσʋƨɛ...
Ƭнɛяɛ'ƨ иσт ɛиσʋɢн ωιи∂ ιи Ѳκℓαнσмα,
Ƭσ яιρ тнɛ иαιℓƨ σʋт σғ тнɛ ραƨт...

Ƨнαттɛя ɛʌɛяʏ ωιи∂σω ʋитιℓ ιт'ƨ αℓℓ вℓσωи αωαʏ,
Єʌɛяʏ вяιcκ, ɛʌɛяʏ вσαя∂, ɛʌɛяʏ ƨℓαммιиɢ ∂σσя вℓσωи αωαʏ
Ƭιℓℓ тнɛяɛ'ƨ иσтнιиɢ ℓɛғт ƨтαи∂ιиɢ иσтιиɢ ℓɛғт σғ ʏɛƨтɛя∂αʏ
Єʌɛяʏ тɛαя ƨтαιиɛ∂ ωнιƨκɛʏ мɛмσяʏ вℓσωи αωαʏ.
βℓσωи Δωαʏ...

Ƨнɛ нɛαя∂ тнσƨɛ ƨιяɛиƨ ƨcяɛαмιиɢ σʋт
Ħɛя ∂α∂∂ʏ ℓαι∂ тнɛяɛ ραƨƨɛ∂ σʋт σи тнɛ cσʋcн
Ƨнɛ ℓσcκɛ∂ нɛяƨɛℓғ ιи тнɛ cɛℓℓαя
˩ιƨтɛиɛ∂ тσ тнɛ ƨcяɛαмιиɢ σғ тнɛ ωιи∂
Ƨσмɛ ρɛσρℓɛ cαℓℓ ιт тακιиɢ ƨнɛℓтɛя
Ƨнɛ cαℓℓɛ∂ ιт ƨωɛɛт яɛʌɛиɢɛ

Ƨнαттɛя ɛʌɛяʏ ωιи∂σω ʋитιℓ ιт'ƨ αℓℓ вℓσωи αωαʏ,
Єʌɛяʏ вяιcκ, ɛʌɛяʏ вσαя∂, ɛʌɛяʏ ƨℓαммιиɢ ∂σσя вℓσωи αωαʏ
Ƭιℓℓ тнɛяɛ'ƨ иσтнιиɢ ℓɛғт ƨтαи∂ιиɢ иσтιиɢ ℓɛғт σғ ʏɛƨтɛя∂αʏ
Єʌɛяʏ тɛαя ƨтαιиɛ∂ ωнιƨκɛʏ мɛмσяʏ вℓσωи αωαʏ.
βℓσωи Δωαʏ...

βℓσωи Δωαʏ
- Ɔαяяιɛ Ʋи∂ɛяωσσ∂

Ʋƨɛяиαмɛ ;;
I'm mare, it's a pleasure to meet you c:


Иαмɛ ;;

Oh hi! My full name is Payton Elizabeth Lorrik,
but feel free to call me Payton, or just Pay
if you prefer.

Ǥɛи∂ɛя ;;

Oh, um, I'm definitely a girl, female, lady,
señorita, whatever, as long as I'm the girl.

Ƨтσяʏ σғ тнɛ βɛα∂ƨ ;;
It was quite the cool spring day, on March 14th of
2006 to be exact. The Lorrik family had just
arrived at the general market gathering to
man their table so they could create their
family's salary. All of the children and parents
had certain items they sold, and Payton would
be selling the paintings she had created.
Everyone at the market respected and admired
Payton's work, everyone except for one jealous
JBD. They would often tip over canvases,
spilling paint on the pictures, or distracting
customers to come to their art sale. So one day,
the jealous JBD took some spare beads that
were lying around, and threw them on the floor,
hoping to make Payton slip. Of course, instead,
Payton bent down, and seeing all the colorful
glittering beads, picked as many as she could
up, and dropped them in a small container.
There were about ten turquoise beads that
caught her eye though, and she picked them out
of the container. Then, cutting a piece of black
yarn from her knitting spool, she looped them
through the string, then tied them loosely
around her tail. She considers it to be her lucky
tail band to this day, and is still oblivious as to
what their original purpose was for, though the
beads do seem to bring her relatively good
fortune. As for the rest of the beads, she was
able to make them into necklaces, bracelets and
earrings, which made her a good amount of
money to keep Payton's family going on.


Єϰтяα ;;
{ x x }

[wolf ;;]

Reserved c:

username;; { shannon
name;; Abiodun
gender;; Male
story of the beads;; 500 word limit
extra;; Art

[houndpine]

username;; evergreen.

hello. my name is evergreen. i am a non-owner and absolutely adore this stunning bean. i know i have no chance of winning her with all the wonderful entries, but i will try.

name;; Rynn

when i looked at her, this name just popped into my head and seemed to fit well. she chose it for herself after she lost her memory.

gender;; female

she seems more like a female to me than a male.

story of the beads;;


The stranger came to a small town, the kind where everyone knows everyone and everything that happens.

He stopped in the local café, struck up a conversation with an old jbd there. There was your standard fare- then something that caught the stranger's interest.

"And, of course, there's that mysterious gal who sometimes comes here to eat..." She said, glancing around herself as if to check that no one was listening. He motioned for her to continue.
"Well, see, she just walked into town one day, a couple a years ago. Kinda like you, 'cept she didn't carry nothing with her but those beads on her tail. She didn't speak to anyone except to ask where there was a place ta stay. No one really knows her name, though it's been nearly three years she's been here. The only time she talks is to order food or ask a question. Other than that, nada. You're a handsome fella, eh? Maybe she'll warm up to you."

-| -

It's been three months since he arrived.

He follows me around every day, talks to me, asks me questions.

I told him my name was Magpie. He didn't believe me. He keeps asking.

Especially about the beads. Why is he so obsessed with my beads? Maybe he senses that there is a story behind them. Maybe he's just curious.

He won't get the story from me, that's for sure. I will never tell anyone.

- | -

running through the trees. panting for breath. paws scratched and torn from the rocks. crossing a river. splashing through the shallows. the little voice in my head, telling me to run. to escape.

collapsing in the woods. waking to blurry flashes of faces, voices. "where'd you find her?" "middle of the forest" "any sign of who she is?" "nope, we'll have to wait till she wakes"

waking up, finally, fully alert. surging upright, snarling, a terrible nameless fear swelling up inside me. where am i? who am i? i don't know. dragons rush into the cave i'm in, grab me, push me down, soothing, comforting, until i am calm. sleeping again.

waking up in the middle of the night. getting up and leaving. i can't face questions. not when i don't know the answers. my paws leading me onward, unconsciously coming to a clearing. it feels familiar, like nothing else does. a broken necklace lies under a bush. blue-green beads. wrapping it around my tail, feeling a swell of love and warmth towards whoever had these last. i know that i knew them. they saved my life, didn't they? sacrificed themselves for me. so i did have someone. someone who loved me. i wasn't alone.

i cling tight to that, because otherwise i would drown in this blank dark past that i can't remember, floating just out of reach.

- | -

It's time to leave this place. They're too nosy here.

I disappear in the night.

No one matters to me. Not anymore.

Once. My beads are proof of that. I was loved once. And I loved too.

Maybe again in the future.


{500 words}

extra;;
a cross between a personaility and art:: (by me)
link to image

[AustrianAce]

M a g i e
I believe in magic

username;;
My username is Austriagirl,and I am so
grateful for a chance to own this beauty <3

name;;
the name of this beauty
would be Magie. Why you ask? Because ever since
she was little, she has loved pretending she was magical,
and Magie means magic in German.

gender;;
I can only see Magie as a female.

story of the beads;; 500 word limit

extra;;

[bsktcase]

username;; Beast Girl
name;; Serpentine(Ser-pen-teen)
gender;; Female
story of the beads;; 500 word limit
art or personality or something;;

[Salt]

I will be trying out for her. <3

[rainbowdash462]

Username;;
-AdventureTime-
Name;;
Sarcelle Periwinkle (And a nick name of Ducky)
Sarcelle means Teal in French.
Periwinkle is just like a middle or second name. (: It sounds cute I think.
Gender;;
Female, I would hope you wouldn't mistake me as a male!
Story of the beads;;
"I got them when I was just a young bean... My mom gave them to me. My mother was very sick. And she didn't want me to see it... So she sent me to my aunts house for the time she was being sick... And my mom sent me these beads in the mail. She wrote me a letter explaining how she was sorry that she wasn't there for me and how she wished she could see me but she was worrying that I would end up like that and that she didn't want me to be that sick. So I took the beads and I asked my aunt to put them on me. She decided to put them on my tail, and they have stayed there ever since. My mom died right after I told her I knew what was going on and that it was okay that she passed. And she didn't pass in pain. It was peacefully and she was happy. I held her. I held her and talked to her, my beads never left my tail, and I told her stories and she passed smiling. It was beautiful but sad."
Extra;;(Quirks)
"I have a thing with black panthers. I love that their coats are so dark but their spotted patterns are darker and everyone thinks they are just plain black. Did you know that Black Panthers and leopards can interbreed and have regular leopards and black leopards in the same litter? Yup yup yup. My room is even black leopard wall paper. I have a collection of black leopard stuffed animals. Everything of mine are black leopards. Just my quirk, my Auntie Bean calls it my weakness. "

[slurm]

username;;
Gerbilfuzz

• You may call me Gerbil, Gerb, Gerby, Fuzz, or whatever you want

name;;
Clam Chowder

• He prefers to be called Chowder or Chow.

gender;;
male

• He is no doubt a boy.

story of the beads;; 500 word limit
"Suddenly I felt scared again, I had a very bad feeling but could not stop myself, I walked toward one of the doorways."

• Clam Chowder has a story for us so listen closely!

I was out late that night, selling some fresh Apples. When I finally got a good deal I hurried out of the little shop, and headed in the direction of home. It was a cold night, I remember the chill of the wind blowing through my thick fur, I shivered partly because I was cold, mostly because I was scared. I was still young then, I didn't have much strength or confidence, but I was curious and very nosy.
On the way home I saw something out of the corner of my eye, I wandered off the path I was on to see what it was, when I looked I didn't see anything. Then I saw something flash, this time I saw enough to tell it was just a firefly and laughed at myself, then walked calmly up to it, trying to catch it. Before I was close enough I stumbled a bit, I tripped on some old stairs! I was a bit frightened at first but could not resist a closer look.
It took a while for my eyes to see the stairs enough for me to be comfortable walking up them, but when I was sure where each step was I happily climbed up them!


It took a while to reach the top, but I was both frightened and amazed at the abandoned city in front of me! Mossy, cracked, stone walls of crumbling buildings, small stairways going into alleys, and to think I had lived so close to this place for nearly four months!


Suddenly I felt scared again, I had a very bad feeling but could not stop myself, I walked toward one of the doorways.
As I approached the entrance of one of the abandoned buildings I step on something smooth and round, it was a small, deep blue, Indian bead. I slipped it into my pouch and then continued into the building.


I frowned, the inside was dark and dusty, it was full of all sorts a creepy statue and building remains, as well as cobwebs and creepy crawlys. I almost was sure I heard a whisper, I could almost swear a slimy object touch my back, I turned to leave but then a spotted several more Indian beads on the ground, they were shades of blue to teal to a light green color. As fast as I could I scooped them up and took off.
I practically flew out of that haunted building, I could not feel my anything from my knees down as I raced out of that creepy town and down those crumbled stairs, I didn't stop until I got home, I barley slept that night, and in the morning I studied the beads. I decided to make a tail bracelet out of them, I already had some string on my tail, I put the bracelet right above them.
For weeks later I had dreams of that crazy place, I almost had a urge to return, to face that horrible feeling that haunted my mind, giving me nightmares, and for some reason those beads seemed to comfort me.
Eventually I decided to wear the beads to bed, they helped prevent nightmares and seemed to block bad feelings in general. I know they are just ordinary Indian beads and I probably sound crazy saying this but for some reason I feel like there is something a bit special about them, something spectacular, something... magical.

extra;;
A little craft I made. I took it's picture in front of a few different background images that go along with the story.

• (Background images do not belong to me and are (c) their respectful owners but the 3D Foam figure is made by me, Gerbilfuzz and for my use only.)

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