View topic - JBD # 595 ends on the 17th

My gallery · by **finoodle** » Mon Oct 21, 2013 4:54 am

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Name:
Sunset Twilight Dusk but people call him sun or dusk, His body colors are the colors of a sunset red, yellow, orange, blue, and purple. The twilight comes around when the sun has just set and the sky is a beautiful purple. Dusk is right before the sun sets when the darkness is starting to come in. When I saw him I thought if those three things and I stuck to them.

Gender:

Reasoning Behind Accessories:
Sunset is a witch doctor he makes potions and spells for people with good pay. He was also apart of a tribe of the dancing shadows, his father was the tribe leader and his mother was also a witch doctor when his mother died from a tiger attack he swore to follow in her footsteps.

Skull
The skull is of a ram, A long time ago when sun was just a small bean his father the male tribe leader told his son that if he found the skull of a dead animal and slept with it he would have the soul if the dead animal. He took a long journey through the jungle, he wanted to find the skull of a tiger, lion, or some strong beast. After almost two weeks of searching he finally found the corpse of a dead ram on the side of a mountain. It's black horns making look like they had been used many times. He stripped it of it's meat, and set it over a fire to dry. Once it was dry he carefully put it on. He was filled with a great surge of energy, he saw all of it's memories. He from that day on lived with the ram on his face.

Foot bone

Chicken foot

One thing no one else knows except sunset:
There, is this tree that he loves to climb. It is in the back of the forest and takes about an hour walk to get there. At the top, he can see over the whole jungle. At night time when it is hot, fireflies and other bugs go above the trees and look likes stars in the sky. It is the only time he takes off his mask, and let's himself be free.

One thing no one else knows about sunset:
He has a secret crush on a jbd, but he won't tell the only clue he will give is that She is one of his kind.

Art:

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My gallery · by **ArizonaT3a** » Mon Oct 21, 2013 5:21 am

Name:
Akito
Gender:
Male
Reasoning Behind
Accessories:
One thing no one else knows
except this bean:
One thing no one else knows
about this bean:
Art (optional):

Reserve till I'm on a computer.

My gallery · by **AaYvLaA** » Mon Oct 21, 2013 5:34 am

Name:
Gender:
Reasoning Behind Accessories:
One thing no one else knows except this bean:
One thing no one else knows about this bean:
Art (optional):
WIP

My gallery · by **versicolor** » Mon Oct 21, 2013 5:46 am

Name: Ares

Gender: Male

Reasoning Behind Accessories:

One thing no one else knows except this bean:

One thing no one else knows about this bean:

Art:

wip for now uwu

My gallery · by **Shadowdannie** » Mon Oct 21, 2013 6:09 am

Name: Witch Doctor
Gender: Male
Reasoning Behind Accessories: He's a witch doctor, he has to have his witch doctor accessories.
One thing no one else knows except this bean:
One thing no one else knows about this bean:
Art (optional):

WIP

My gallery · by **kibbleeCat** » Mon Oct 21, 2013 7:07 am

Name: Her birth name is Camille, but she goes by Mango, a childhood nickname.
Gender: Female.
Reasoning Behind Accessories: work in progress.
One thing no one else knows except this bean: she despises Haloween.
One thing no one else knows about this bean: work in progress.
Art (optional): work in progress.

Will finish and pretty up hopefully tonight C:

My gallery · by **labradude** » Mon Oct 21, 2013 7:26 am

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»» name ««
Vorigan Nyx.
Vorigan means 'to return to a dead place'.
Nyx is his last name, after the goddess of night and the daughter of Chaos.
»» gender ««
He's certainly a male. I must warn you in advance that if you ask him his gender, he'd snap at you, so please be wary of that. ^^"
»» logic behind the artifacts ««
Each of Vorigan's accessories resembles a day in his life that changed him forever.
~ As a child, he lived in a swamp with his father, who was quite abusive. When he was nine, his father allowed him to go into town with some money and buy a small present for himself. Vorigan bought a bow and arrow, and would often let out his anger by shooting at various targets. One day, at the age of twelve, he was especially peeved and the arrow missed the tree he was aiming for, taking down a raven. He wanted to remember the day he became a monster and kept the raven's foot, it was really the only thing he could take without being brought to tears when he saw it. The rest of the bird was buried, and it was years before the bow, quiver, and arrows were seen again.

The year after, Vorigan's father got a notice from the city to shapen up. Another year passed and they were still living in the same conditions, so Vorigan found a new family. It consisted of a father, a mother, and a toddler son... Fogo.

- Vorigan was living with his makeshift family for two years, often venturing off into the woods to think. He was homeschooled by them, luckily enough, and became more fluent in Portuguese, English, and the chatter amongst Jellybean Dragons, as well. One day, on a particularly longer trek into the forest, he came upon a feeble, whimpering wolf pup. Of course, Vorigan couldn’t leave it there, so he picked up the young canine and brought it home. The next year, his wolf was quite large and growing even faster, too big to hold in the small house, or to feed, for that matter.

Vorigan ran away. He lived happily undercover with his wolf for seven years, traveling freely with his companion… Until the wolf fell ill, and died of liver cancer. He was torn, buried the body respectfully, and moved away from their tiny log shack into the city, hoping to find something within it to help him.

Two years later, pockets empty, he came back to the location in which he had dwelled with his wolf. A large flood had struck the area, finding the skull of his dear friend lying in the mud. The cranium was cleaned off by Vorigan in a nearby creek, and he wore it as a symbol and tribute to the many years that once small pup had spent with him.

- That very summer, when Vorigan went on vacation, the brute decided to learn how to surf. It was all going fine, and it was during his first day surfing alone after the coach had called in sick that a shark lunged up at him, ripping the mask off and digging a large mark into his eye as well as tearing the skull of the wolf. He managed to rip the tooth out of the monster's jaws in return, a loose one. Despite that, it was the coast guard that had to step in and somehow intervene order to get the shark away, in which the JBD swam to shore and waited hours for his mask to return to shore, but eventually the cracked piece of bone did.

Vorigan threw his life away after fearing to lose his skull forever, and spent a year on the streets before someone found him. Someone who saved and redeemed Vorigan. Fogo, the twenty year old bean who was married, doing so much with himself, and there the thirty year old Vorigan was, hungry and alone and broken.

After these three events, and nearly dying many times, Vorigan ceased to search for someone to love, although he still flirts plenty. He enjoys seeing others stressed out or panicked, as well as playing jokes on unsuspecting beans. I wouldn’t say he’s cold, but certainly a sly trickster.
»» what you don't know can't hurt you ««
No one else except Vorigan knows the name of his pet wolf. He'd only call his name out in the woods, and inside the house, just refer to him as 'boy.' It hurts too much for Vorigan to say it now, so I guess until he's ready, no one shall ever find out the name of that canine.
»» a little knowledge is a dangerous thing ««
Yeah, sure I've explained to you what Vorigan's life has been since he turned nine, although however vaguely I described it. But before that, before he had really grown up, no one knows of what his life was like. Not a single other being has even the slightest clue of what happened to his mother, or what his father looked like, either. Did his mom leave him? Did she pass away? Really, it's impossible to guess or make assumptions, but so far, not many have asked.
»» art ««

» By Lime «
Last week, actually, Vorigan adopted an otter. He knows of a special nature center, and while stopping by it on his way to Jellybean Dragon Landia, they happened to have a young river otter in which Vorigan decided to raise as his own. The little fellow has yet to be named, but loves helping Vorigan practice his shooting by handing the arrows over. Mister Nyx quite appreciates this action, and in return feeds and carries around the baby in his pouch.
But most of all, the tiny creature makes him smile.

xXx
Contemplating.
Vorigan Nyx is usually a strong, hardy man. Always smirking, mischievous, looking for trouble. But sometimes he just has those days where you need to cry, you need to be weak, and you can't hold it in anymore. This fellow may be slightly insane, and it's mainly because he lost his wolf so quickly. The wolf was his best friend, one of his only true friends, and he misses the creature very much. In this scene, he had returned yet again to the swamp in which he was raised, and could have sworn he saw his dear companion staring back at him through the reflection in the water. But no, the canine wasn't there. He was gone.
Forever.
» By Cakeface «

Ugh, what a flirt he can be...
» By Sammich. «

Another sketch.
» By me. «

Tranquil and untroubled.
For now.
» By me. «

Thank you for reading my form, Berkshire, and have a wonderful day!
Good luck to all other participants! <33

Vorigan Nyx hung on the edge of a cliff, below him darkness and death, a black abyss of nothingness. His claws dug into the damp, dark brown soil beneath his paw pads, leaving carvings inside the ground as he began to slip down. At this point, his bright and pure blue eyes could barely see the surface of the canyon. His wolf was gone. He had no friends. There was no reason for him to live, and if he did, he would instantly be killed in the most inhumane way possible. His mother dead, his father a psychotic and deranged bean, there was no one else to love or live for. Not even Fogo could save him now, as the rest of his body was hanging off the cliff, his very own accessories dangling as well. The mask had been thrown down already in the turmoil, and Vorigan had accepted he was going to die. The hands of death began to creep up from amidst the shadows, as if gravity wasn't enough to pull the strong brute down. He took one last glance at the two watching him, whose names he didn't know, and said his final words. "Farewell, my friends. Until we meet again." And then he smiled, and sighed at the same time, releasing his grip on the edge of the plateau and falling into the darkness. Nothing was heard, not a chuckle, or a thump on the ground, a voice, or a scream. Had someone looked over the edge, they could have seen nothing, nor any trace of a bean ever having been on the site. The only hint that a large creature was struggling on the side of the ravine was the deep claw marks left by it.
Time went on, but the dragon was never seen again.

Vorigan Nyx was no more.

My gallery · by **kittu** » Mon Oct 21, 2013 7:30 am

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▁ｎａｍｅ::▁
Her name is Enchanted Eclipse
Better known as Clipse (Clip-See), her name
came after hours and hours of thinking, and staring at her design.
First, she was a he, and his name was going to be Seth, then
I looked at her in different ways, and saw Clipse as Clipse.
So, yes her name is Enchanted Eclipse, or Clipse.
▁ｇｅｎｄｅｒ::▁
Clipse's a female.
Once again, it took me a bit. I had to look and think about
her all day before I decided, and once I did, I loved the ideas
that poured into my head. Clipse's a female through and through
now.
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--Mask
Her mask has a job and a reason, its job is to hide her face
from those she dislikes. It does a pretty good job, her fur colors
aren't the easiest to remember so she constantly is pulling the mask
up to see her newer friends, and if she's around some beans she doesn't
recognize, she'll simply pull the skull back over her face, covering the small
details of her being. It helps her not have to talk to others if she doesn't
feel like a conversation. The reason of it though, is that she found it with
her actual family when she was still simply a child. She and her parents
and siblings had been out on a hike, looking at the different animals as
they walked on, and Clipse picked up the skull which she later cleaned and
attempted to scare her brother with.

--String
The laces of string is meant to help Clipse remember things. Though she
still forgets from time to time, she just forgets to take off the necklaces
or rings every once in awhile, and just walks around wearing the laces and
not seeming to notice some of the stares she gets. No, shes not that
forgetful, she just always has a ton on her mind.

--Bird Skull
Now the skull on her wrist has two meanings. The first is that it used to belong
to Clipse's beloved pet bird, who died of old age years ago. Clipse always loved
her pet, and never thought she would out live that little thing. But she did, but
she kept part of it close to herself forever. One of the part that she kept is the
birds skull, which she believes will bring her knowledge and along with the threads
of string, help her remember things she needs to.

--Bird Foot
Like the skull tied to her wrist, Clipse kept ther right foot of her bird. With the
foot, she likes to think of her birds spirit running alongside her when she takes
a dash. She also believes that the foot helps her to be more agile, and luckier
than normal. Its really a weird thing for her to have to talk about, but its all
in her head, so she keeps it and the skull.
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"What do I know? Well I don't see why I must tell you,
but if you really want to know." The watercolored bean sat back, grumbling to
herself for a moment, before looking back at you. "Well, if I'm going to tell you a
secret, then we might as well go into my house." She stood, her slender fluffy
torso shaking as she walked, her poofy fur bouncing about. Finally, you sat in
her kitchen, watching her as she poured a glass of tea and walked over, handing you
a cup and sitting down. "Now, Lets see.... well I first learned it when I was about
say seven years old. I was at the candy shop, and I looked out the door. Back then
hundreds of robberies had been taking place, and not even the best cop could find
the robbers, or as I learned, Band of strays." she sighed, sipping some tea, and looking
at you again. "Well, also around that time, dogs and cats where going missing around
the middle of the night. I knew, because I always woke up to take out my chihuahua Mickey
at 12:00 AM. He was the most dear little thing, and he would follow me everywhere, yet
when I woke up to take him out, he was never there." she looked down a moment, then
back up. "Anyways, the candy store. I had been out late at night, and had stopped for
lemonade, which I drank by the window. I looked out, and saw a long line of dogs running
by the store, and gasped." She smiled, her eyes narrowed. "Do you know what the front few
where carrying?" Clipse didn't wait for an answer, she just gave it herself "Cash bags,
they had bags filled of cash, and guess what? Mickey was one of the front few!" The older
bean shook her head, as if trying to clear it from her mind. "I was devastated, so I didn't
tell anyone, Mickey was the only other creature I could trust." She sighed, looking up "Now
leave, I've told you my secret, no one knows." Clipse stood, looking at you a final time, before
turning and walking off.

▁ｗｈａｔａｂｏｕｔｙｏｕｄｏｅｓｎｏｏｎｅｋｎｏｗ::▁
The thing that no one else knows about this bean, but her and myself
and of course now you, is what she does when she's locked away inside her house.
Its always been a mystery, and beans have always come over to find out, though she
either covers everything up, and invites them inside, or refuses to answer the door
as Clipse sometimes gets far into her research. By now, your probably wondering what
she researched huh? Well, let me explain. When she was a young teen, she met Pol
and Lune. When Pol was younger, she was obsessed with Sci-Fi shows along with her gardening,
so she took Lune and Clipse home, and showed them both the show called Doctor Who.
Clipse quickly became obsessed, and got Pol to show her most of the episodes of season 9,
then continued on as she made it home. Even as she liked the Doctor and his companions,
she was mainly interested in the Tardis (Time And Relative Dimension In Space) and how
it traveled through both time and space. As she grew older, she soon began to research time
travel, and space travel. She sits at her desk for countless hours at a time, trying to figure
out how it may work in the TV show, even if it isn't all real, she just knew she'd find it out
someday. So everyday, she spends some time trying to figure out the ways of Time Travel.
Now you know her secret.
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--Before her horns without her skull--
--Walking Walking Walking--

My gallery · by **ElementStar** » Mon Oct 21, 2013 7:31 am

Name: Rivi'Sha
Gender: Male
Reasoning Behind Accessories:
One thing no one else knows except this bean:
One thing no one else knows about this bean:
Art (optional):

Big ole WIP ;v;

My gallery · by **paperose** » Mon Oct 21, 2013 7:47 am

α вιrd doeѕɴ'т ѕιɴɢ вecαυѕe ιт нαѕ αɴ αɴѕwer ....

.... ιт ѕιɴɢѕ вecαυѕe ιт нαѕ α ѕoɴɢ

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Name ::

Gender ::

Reasoning Behind Accessories ::

all as a whole:

big mask worn on face:

I will always try my hardest to never let another creature be in need again.

small mask worn on front left leg:

bird claw worn on tail:

strings:

One thing no one else knows except this bean ::

One thing no one else knows about this bean ::

Art (optional) ::

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.... ιт ѕιɴɢѕ вecαυѕe ιт нαѕ α ѕoɴɢ

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Extras ::

possible

Did you understand that?

I like doing this. This does not count.

Just a grain of sand in a massive sandstorm ::

"I'd hope for a bit more than a grain, but if you say so. Lets see then, I try to help out all beans and all other animals as much as possible. If they get hurt either mentally or physically, I tend to them. Also, If they're just having a day where they're just really blue, I try to cheer them up. I guess this would mean that I'm kind, caring and helpful. I like giving up my time for others and I always bring a present or something every time I go and see a friend. Well, that would be another of my traits, generosity.

No-one's perfect though, especially me. I don't look after myself that well and though that can be a good thing for other beans and animals, it isn't that much for me. I'm also extremely stubborn and will stick to what I originally say even if I know you're totally one hundred percent right. I have a tendency to use long words, repeat other words and just drag out sentences like this one. I prefer them. Whoa, I used a three word sentence there. Huh, dramatic effect time. Anyway, back to the topic. Most of the time, it's a bad thing because my friends and animals in general don't know what I'm talking about. Are you following me?"

Personality type ::

"My personality type is INFP. It stands for introversion, intuition, feeling, prospecting."

Age ::

"You do know it's rude to ask a girl her age, right? I should hope so. I don't mind you asking as much as the whole gender do-dah, though. Well, I guess I'll tell you but I'll be more touchy on the topic if you ask me again. I'm 20 and therefore a young adult bean. I can still act quite childishly though. Oh, and you can obviously see I'm around the size of a slightly bigger that usual Great Dane"

Likes ::

"I like helping others as it makes both of us happy together."

"I also like animals because I believe that they're just adorable."

"Another one of my likes is nursing and caring for others. What can I say, I like seeing my friends get better."

"I like clocks watches and other various timepieces because I just absolutely love the sound of the ticking hands whirring round."

"I like tea. Just your normal breakfast tea with a glug of milk and a spoon of sugar, please though. Hehe."

"One of my likes is to read. I prefer action books, adventure, sci-fi and classics over other genres."

Favourites ::

number:

"My favourite number is two. It's the first even number in the positive numbers, I think, Anyway, I love its evenness and balancedness. Are they even words? Oh well."

colour:

"Mmmm, I would have to say navy blue would be my favourite colour. I like it's stillness and serenity."

word:

"Equinox. I really just love the way it sounds."

quote:

"I think the quote 'Better to be strong than pretty and useless' totally describes my way of thinking. I also like it because it's short and sweet."

animal:

"My favourite animal would have to be any type bird, but I especially like parakeets like Paco"

Dislikes ::

"Well, they're just too annoying. I usually try to stay away from them because they can easily get on my nerves."

"I don't really like caffeine drinks."

"I get so frustrated at times like that."

"W-what scar? Oh right, the one on my face that you're not supposed to know about but I told you anyway? Yes, it's an abomination. I really don't like it."

Fears ::

"I have Automatonophobia [or-TOM-uh-ton-uh-FOE-bee-uh] which is the phobia or fear of humanoid figures such as puppets, ventriloquist dummies, wax statues, mannequins, dolls, et cetera. Basically anything 3D that resembles a human, but not too closely. I don't even know what causes it or why I'm so scared of them, but there you have it. Oh, and please don't stick something like that in my face, especially on Halloween. Anyone who is close-ish to me, including myself, might have hearing difficulties for the next couple of days. I scream loud at that sort of stuff when I'm frightened.
I guess I also have a slight fear of the dark. Actually, it's not the dark, more the things that lurk in the shadows. Sometimes I even think that somethings following me, and when I look back, nothing's there. Creepy. I can get extremely paranoid about that sort of stuff."

Quirks and Habits ::

1.

"I am prone to use extremely long, complex, posh, and elaborate words."

2.

"I both like and use many quotes or sayings, because I think they're pretty."

3.

"I leave the dregs in the tea as I think they're too bitter. Don't look at me like that, they are!"

Colour of speech ::

#FD9800

Colour of fire ::

#3231A6

Living quarters ::

"Ha, my tendency to use flamboyant words is catching! Well anyway, they can say 'home is where one hangs ones hat' but I will say that 'home is where the heart is'. For me, my heart would be on the edge of a sparsely wooded area. Actually, I should rather say in, as I live in a tree-house about one to two metres off ground level."

Occupation ::

"I'm a doctor. I work for free though. Well, at least for the patient's gratitude. Sometimes though, I don't get it. When that happens, I get absolutely furious. Not at the patient though, more at myself than anything else because I didn't do a good enough job for them to be satisfied. It blows over in about half an hour though. I also have the common sense to not throw things. I just sit in the corner or outside sulking and sometimes pounding the ground. 'It's and occupational hazard'."

Zodiac sign ::

"My zodiac sign, you ask? Well, I'm Aries, a ram. It could be one of the reasons why I was so upset at my friend and patient's death, or why I wear my mask so much and don't take it off. I don't believe that though. I personally think that those things are not in the slightest connected with each other apart from the fact that they all have something to do with a ram."

Allergies ::

"None, I think. I don'y have any allergies. At least, not that I know of."

Theme song ::

by Naughty Boy featuring Emeli Sandé

Any other information ::

"Well, I'm a YFS type A which means I won't ever grow real horns, but I can still breed."

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α вιrd doeѕɴ'т ѕιɴɢ вecαυѕe ιт нαѕ αɴ αɴѕwer ....

.... ιт ѕιɴɢѕ вecαυѕe ιт нαѕ α ѕoɴɢ

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