[Dawnbreeze10210]

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.

Alrighty everybody, so I originally had the idea of making a JMD with bandages on its back/tailbone area since. . I have a lower back injury myself ;-; But I somehow went into the idea of a 'golden goddess/princess' theme. To add colour to the design I added a ruby pendant for a necklace. Also having one of those Greek like leaf crowns on top of her head, three golden bells on the top of her tail, a golden string on the tail nearest the jewel, and on her ankles are a loop like bracelet. Her mane and wings appear golden or made of actual gold when really they are just coloured that way from birth.

On another note, she is more like a Greek goddess then a princess, please at least take note of that while creating your forms. I"d prefer her to be more goddess related rather then a princess. . . Take respect in my general idea please and thank you. So, I leave the form up to you! Anything you want in it, art, poems, theme song, pictures, gifs, just about anything appropriate. But please note i'd like these things for sure in your form. **Personality, Username, Name, I *insert username here*, allow Dawnbreeze10210 to 'reown' *insert name here* if I no longer want her, let her collect dust, or mistreat her in anyway.**

The end date is currently undecided but I will give you all plenty of time to complete your forms, don't worry.
EDIT;;
Alrighty, just remembered something rather important. If you say WIP or reserve I expect you to come back and finish your form. I don't want a bunch of incomplete forms I have to look through just to get to actual forms that people bothered to complete. Alright? I understand possible reserves and such but people that seem serious about entering then don't bother to come back just really makes me angry. Thank you!

[bsktofbooks]

**Personality, Username, Name, I *insert username here*, allow Dawnbreeze10210 to 'reown' *insert name here* if I no longer want her, let her collect dust, or mistreat her in anyway.**

Reserved <3

[littlelies]

dropping out to help other peoples on their forms!

[carmineflyer]

.:{Username}:.
PFDB123

.:{Name}:.
Eva

.:{Meaning}:.
Eva means "life" in Greek, and the reason I picked this name was- well, let me just explain. This girl reminded me of the story of the "Golden Touch." In this story, a king, King Midas, gets the power of the "golden touch" meaning everything he touches turns to gold. I remembered he had a daughter in this story, and that when she runs to hug her father, she gets turned to gold too. Looking it up, I found that the daughter's names was Zoe, which means "life." However, one of my friends is named Zoe as well, and I didn't really want to name a JMD her same name. So, I went looking for other names that meant "life" so this JMD could have a small connection to this story. I found Eva another greek name that means life, and so I found the name of this JMD.

.:{Personality}:.
Cold:
Ever since the loss of her family, Eva has hardened her heart and shut out any forms of love from her now stone cold heart.
Lonely:
Though she may be cold, some part of Eva still longs for the family that was taken from her so young.
Cautious:
Always careful to not use her powers, since that fateful day....

.:{Story}:.
I was a strange JMD, even from birth. Born in a small village in Greece, so very long ago, my mother knew there was something... Abnormal about me, even from birth. Though I didn't find out what it was until I was about five. I had asked to tag along with my father while hunting, and he had complied, as long as I didn't get in the way. We had been waiting, silently in the bushes, while my father waited for the herd to pass, so he could shoot at the crippled doe.
"Father, the herd's so big!"
"Shh... Eva be quiet. If the herd here's you, they'll flee and there'll be no dinner."
"Oh. Ok. I'll stop talking."
My father nocked his big bow as we saw the doe in the middle of the herd. But what we didn't know was that something else was stalking the deer. At the same time my father let his arrow fly, a large cat- I'll never really know exactly what kind- leapt out of the bushes at the limping doe. Knocking the doe down, about to deliver the killing blow, when my father's arrow struck in it the leg. The predator whipped its head our way, snarling, and began to run towards us. Leaping at my father, who yelled: "Eva, run! Get away from here!"
I had screamed, frozen in place, terrified for my father, terrified of the beast, too, petrified to run, when my jewel unleashed a blast of power at the cat. Hitting it, time sped up for the cat, aging it before our eyes, until it was simply a pile of dust, blowing in the wind. My father stood unharmed, though shock was in his eyes as he looked at me. "Eva... We'd better get home."
My mother had displayed shock at first, then looked at me. "Eva, you have to learn to control this abnormal power of yours. You could kill someone with it, especially if they surprise you, as you seem to have no control over it. Please Eva. You have to learn."
What I didn't know was that as the years wore on, as I tried to suppress my powers, they simply grew stronger, more lethal. I didn't know... I didn't know what they could do. It was all my fault.
"Come on Eva, hurry up!" My older sister called to me, "You're being a slowpoke!"
"Doesn't- The- Birthday- Girl- Get to- Decide what she wants to do?" I puffed, running up the hillside after her, my birthday laurel dropping over my eyes, and the little bells my baby brother had decided to tie on my tail making much of a racket.
"Nope! Not since Mother told me to get you out of the house while they prepare!"
"That's no fair!"
"To bad, so sad."
"So what are we going to do?"
"I"m going to race you through the woods to our house. Winner gets the first piece of cake."
"Doesn't the birthday girl get to do that?" I pretended to be slightly annoyed at her, though I really didn't care. Of course, she had an huge advantage in racing, as she was much older and more athletic then me.
She stuck her tongue out at me, "On your mark... Get set... Go!" Then she and I raced off, though I was being left in her dust. Then, I had a wonderful idea. Narrowing my eyes at my sister, my jewel glowed slightly and I slowed time around her, effectively slowing her down. I then sped up time around myself and zoomed past her, sticking my tongue out at her. Removing my powers off her, she shouted (from behind me, I may add), "That's cheating!" She caught up to me though, as I came to a dead stop in front of our village.
"Eva? What is it?"
"Bandits." I whispered, horror-stuck. Coming to a stop, my sister saw our village.
"Oh no..."
The whole village was in flames, bandits killing and robbing. "No!" I yelled, running towards the village, my sister following.
"Mother! Father!" Running into our house, I saw the bandits had them cornered, knives against necks, as others robbed the house. Seeing me and my sister, one snarled, and yelled; "Get them!"
As one of them leaped towards me with a knife, I had the same reaction as I did the day Father had been attacked by that big cat. Screaming mentally, my body frozen, my jewel let forth a blast of power. Only this time, it was so much bigger, and so much different. A ring of light, exploding from my jewel froze time for everyone it touched, turning them to nothing more then stone statues of what they use to be. The bandit froze in midair, then crashed to the ground, breaking, and my mother and father where forever frozen in a state of horror as they looked at me.
"No..." Running up to everyone in my family, "Please! Answer me!" Nothing. Running outside, where flames froze and I saw everyone in my village frozen in time, just like my family. Running to the village squares with the temples of the gods, Everywhere I looked, I saw what I had done. "No..."
Dropping to my knees in front of our statue of Zeus, I cried.
Eva. Doomsbringer of this small village, the gods have decided your punishment. The voice of a god echoed through my soul.
"Please..." I said through tears, "Isn't this punishment enough?"
You have killed everyone in your town, condemned them to stand forever in this scene of horror. You turned them, what was living, into dead stone. For this, you shall become living stone. I felt his power reaching up my body, freezing my wings and mane into solid gold, my brothers little bells and my laurel freezing as well. You will wear the sacfifice of these people forever, A ruby formed on my necklace, blood red. I clutched it, crying, waiting for my punishment to be finished. And you will forever wear the chains of your deeds. Beautiful golden chains fell on me, weighing me down. You are now immortal, though this is not a gift. Whenever you find someone you care about, you will never be able to stay with them. You will just be able to watch them age, then die. The only way you can break this curse, is to find someone to share it with. Have them drink from the ambrosia in your necklace, and bring them to the place where your pain started. Only then will this curse be lifted from you. Sobbing, I ran from the town, hearing the bells ring no more, weighed down by the chains of my own doing. My powers had reached beyond the town, I could see even some of the animals frozen as well. Now, I could only run from my pain.
Some people may have been glad to have immortality, to have powers that are more powerful then anything anyone's ever seen. I had become a goddess, but I never wanted this. All I ever wanted, even before my curse, all I ever dreamed of was living forever with my family. They call my town cursed now. I call myself a curse. All I can hope for is to find that one person who will share this with me long enough, to break it for me. But I don't want to condemn someone to this, or give my immortality to someone who will misuse it. I don't know what to do...


I PFDB123, allow Dawnbreeze10210 to 'reown' Eva if I no longer want her, let her collect dust, or mistreat her in anyway.

[#Spirit]

Awesome

[delete,]

dropping out, sorry

[ElementStar]

Hmm... possible reserve, if I don't enter, I may allow someone to use Icarus in their form if they actually have a reason.

[.Ashie.]

OMG! I'VE BEEN HOPING FOR A JMD LIKE THIS! YES! Please do not use the names; Artemis, Demeter, or Hera.

Demeter is kinda unlikely but... It's still under consideration.
Alright alright. It's Artemis. Artemis is the sister of Aphrodite {With permission}

And warning Dawnbreeze, I'm also trying out for another JMD of yours so I may drop out of this one or that one.

[Sculi the Ax]

I SCULIAX, allow Dawnbreeze10210 to 'reown' Oralia if I no longer want her, let her collect dust, or mistreat her in anyway.

Once upon a time there were seven skies. Seven travelling skies, one was a mustard yellow, filled with clouds of dust and sulphuric acids. Yellow rain fell from this sky, burning anything it touched. The yellow sky brought dry places and an arid atmosphere, choking anything that dares to step beneath it. The yellow sky, named Wastris, is what would define wasteland in many generations to come.

There was a red sky, pillars of smoke rose into it, and seas of fire rolled across it. The red sky was warm, not hot or devastating, simply a comfortable temperature, despite the fire that burnt above. The red sky was home to many warm-blooded creatures which followed it as it went. Fausteris, the red sky, gave us the word fuchsia, from the pink rain that would occasionally fall.

There was a white sky, burning with intensity of sunlight upon snow. Black thunder-clouds rushed through the air, rumbling as if worlds were colliding. Gentle snowfall dominated the white sky, but it seemed to bring the sound of the clouds down with it. Arsic was the white sky by name, and would give us the word arctic.

There was a purple sky, Oceais, where sunlight would filter through a layer of grey stratus from which rain constantly fell. Beneath the Oceais, basins would fill and lakes would form, Oceais would eventually give us oceans, and the term for that as well. Water dwelling creatures resided beneath the purple sky, as would water lovers.

There was also a green sky, which had no temperature and no effect upon anything whatsoever. Neuratilis was its name, the base of the word neutral. Neuratilis had no clouds, no rain, no devastation, it lacked any effect on the world; t’was merely another sky to fill the air.

Extramor, the black sky, a bipolar sky if anything. Sometimes it was cold and snowy, sometimes it was hot and dry. The black sky swung from one extremity to another, which is how we got the word “extreme”. Weather conditions beneath Extramor was for the adventure lovers, those who liked change more than any other. Survivors belonged beneath Extramor.

The brown sky filled itself with lightning and was in a constant state of war with the ground. Static electricity filled the air, making hair stand straight up and further charging the lightning. Plusitive was the name of this sky, giving us the world plus.

And then the skies met. They met in silence, each absorbing the other peacefully, like they were shaking hands and becoming one. The skies ascended as one, one golden mass floated into the heavens after wreaking havoc upon a world for millennia, of course, they departed after leaving a gift. They left the gift of celestial gold.

As one, all the skies had opened and let out a sea of golden rain, a downpour of golden torrent. And just as suddenly as it had started, it ended, and the skies disappeared before the gold could even touch the ground.

But the gold never touched the ground. The mass stopped, inches before, and hovered there. For years upon years upon years it drifted aimlessly above the ground, and, much like the skies, it eventually all met. It stuck together piece by piece until all that was left was one little drop… and the wind gusted, blowing that drop far away, lost for all eternity……

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I had six brothers. We all stepped onto the earth as one, once upon a time at least. It was quiet and peaceful, life went on as it normally did, at least, for normal people. My brothers and I were always competing, competing for who-knows-what. We were born with an instinct, and instinct to find something. This instinct drove us, it sent us on our journey.

None of us knew what we were looking for, or why, we just had to look.

I, the only girl, was the one who found it. A golden drop encased in stone in a faraway land, at the bottom of a faraway sea. I brought it up to the surface, and opened the rock like a treasure chest. A sea of golden light flowed out of it, dripping into my hands. At that point, I felt it. I found what we were looking for. I called for my brothers, but nobody came. A rock hit my stomach and I continued to stare at the gold seeping into my pasty white fur…. Turning it a celestial gold.

The whisper of creation burnt into me, boiling through my blood and filling my mind of seven skies, each different, the joining of the skies, it showed me the past and the present. Letting me see all.
My brothers were gone, nothing but a golden dust, I looked up to the heavens, the seven skies were smiling down at me, their representative on earth, the entire world was stilled but the event happening far, far away.

And I was golden.

ᑌᔕᙓᖇﬡᗩᙢᗴ

SCULIAX

ᘉᗩᙢᙓ

Oralia

ᗩᕊOᘮT Tᖺᙓ ᘉᗩᙢᙓ
This name is of French origin, and it means golden

"ᗩﬡᕍ ᓰ ᙡᗩᔕ ᘐOᒪᕍᙓﬡ"

ᑭᙓᖇᔕOﬡᗩᒪᓮTᎩ:

Determined | Persistent | Unforgiving | Secretive | Closed
~

ႳᘮᓰᖇḰᔕ:

| Mute |
Oralia does not speak, though it is unclear whether she never has, or just stopped one day. As a result, she shies away from purple jewels, keeping a comfortable distance, comfortable on her terms. She uses sign language to communicate, if she decides to communicate. She draws back from society, oftentimes found sitting alone, pondering.
| Vegetarian |
Oralia refuses to eat meat, partially because the idea of eating AB animal disgusts her, and partially because she does not like the taste. Her thoughts on those who do way meat are unknown, but she doesn't seem to be too against it.
| Water-lover |
Oralia has something, almost an obsession, with water. She loves the way it rolls and tumbles, the smell of the ocean enchants her, and she can often be found swimming. Fooling in the water is her passion, Oralia just enjoys the cool feel of the liquid running down her sides, and fantasizes about beig a blue jewel.

I have to drop out, sorry >.<
Personal reasons and such <3
But this is a beautiful girl dawneh <333

[reign;]

Dawn, only you could make me rethink how I will fill my slots xD
Possible Reserve...