[freckledfangirl]

username;;

hey there, im butter beer

name;;

lucifer, "loofah". i am completly aware that
there is another bean named lucifer. my lucifer is rarely called
by his real name he rather be called loofah. so please keep
note of this.

gender;;

male, why of course

memory;;

This was the day that I became the sponge diver I
Had always dreamed to be.


It was Christmas Day, and boy was I excited!
I really wanted to get something cool! I waited for my other
Family members to open up their small gifts and such. It was
Finally my turn! I had only one gift, but I didn’t care! At least I
Got something! My family had very little money, so nothing big.
I took my time with unwrapping the present, we had to save the
Wrapping for the next Christmas. My face had lit up as bright as
Rudolph’s nose. I was so ecstatic! I got a wooden toy boat! I loved
This boat so much, I wanted to become a sailor, a sponge diver, a
Boat crafter! After many years of deciding, I shop to specialize in
The sponge and soap business. I now sell hand-made goat-milk
Soap and fresh, soft sponges! My shop is always open and ready
For some new customers!

[bsktcase]

Username; iPeeta
Name; Cheese Cake
Gender; Male
Favorite Christmas memory; Limit is 600 words

reserve <3

[Scarlett;]

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[meliodas.]

Username; WishUponAStar
Name; Faithful Melody
Gender; Male
Favorite Christmas memory; Well, If your talking about my favorite memory during the Christmas time. It would probably be when me , and my family travel to our other family members who live in other states. We always gather around the tree, and pass out gifts for one another, and seeing everyone smile from what they had gotten just makes me so happy. We all eat amazing homemade food, and play tons of games, and talk to everyone, and get what has happened recently. And if you talking about Faith, his favorite memory. Is gathering around a camp fire eating warm melted gram cracker, and marshmallows. He talks to his friends, and family using a simple " bark". The sing lovely songs, and soon go inside for Santa's arrival, and when he arrives he doesn't hesitate to wonder what he had gotten from Saint Nick. Tears feel all around when he finds out he has gotten the best present in the world! A new Family!!! He wonders around in tears, and gets a welcoming hug from his family that he has wished for. They laugh, and talk all night, and Faith will never forget those memories.

[Bebop]

Username; Bebop



Name; Rosoku



Gender; Male



Favorite Christmas memory;

“Drat!” exclaimed Rosoku as he pulled the tray out of the oven. “My cookies are all burned up- now Christmas is going to be ruined!”

The brown bean pulled at his short fur in angst, before happening upon an idea.

“I’ll just have to go steal somebody else’s cookies then,” He exclaimed to the empty air.

There was no need for a mask, as Rosoku’s dark markings already crept slyly around his eyes, so he simply put on his coat and scampered down the snowy path toward the village.

Stopping at the first house that he came to, Rosoku pressed himself against the ground and peered through the window. Success! There was an enormous plate of cookies sitting on the table! But wait- the family was right there in front of the fireplace.

“Oh drat,” Rosoku hissed. “This house is no good.”

But yet he watched the family for several minutes before moving on.

At the second house there was a smaller plate of cookies. However there was also an elderly couple, watching the Christmas special and gossiping.

“Drat, drat!” Exclaimed Rosoku. “Drat those old geezers!”

However Rosoku’s voice wasn’t quite as harsh as it had been.

Wandering down the street in this manner, Rosoku came to find that all of the houses were occupied by happy beans having happy Christmases. And a change appeared in Rosoku as he walked from house to house, as he watched all of the happiness from outside of the windows his greed began to fade and be replaced by sorrow.

“How come I don’t get to have a happy Christmas?” He asked himself mournfully as he trudged through the snowdrifts back to his house. “How come everyone else gets to be happy while I suffer?”

All that Rosoku wanted now was to crawl into his bed and curl up into his misery, but no; he was not even allowed that.

“DRAT!” Rosoku yelled as he tripped over a mysterious object and smashed into his door. “I didn’t leave that there!”

Upon limping and crawling inside, Rosoku overcame his pain momentarily in order to light a candle. The mysterious object turned out to be a package wrapped in brown paper…..and there was something written on the brown paper…..

Never blame others for your own unhappiness.

“What kind of garbage is this?” Rosoku yelped. “Some kind of bogus fortune cookie?”

He slid over and curled up on the floor, too miserable and injured to even attempt the journey to bed. Rosoku was determined to be truly miserable, after all wasn’t that was what the world wanted him to be? The world made everyone else happy so that he couldn’t steal their cookies…..the world made his cookies burn so that he would be forced to steal….the world made his tail so tempting to chase that he forgot about his cookies in the oven……

“Oh drat,” whispered Rosoku. “Those poor cookies….That was my fault. This is my fault.”

Rosoku leapt up immediately and grabbed a cookie. With much gusto he chomped into it. Oh it tasted so horrible! But Rosoku knew that it was his mistake that made it taste that way, and that he couldn’t blame anything else. He ate all of those cookies one after one.

Later Rosoku discovered the mysterious package contained bells for his tail, perhaps to remind him to deal with his own cookies instead of trying to steal new ones from others. It’s strange but that adventure later became Rosoku’s favorite Christmas, because he was able to learn a valuable lesson about life; though he never found out from whom.

[599 words]



[all images from glitter-graphics.com]

[Guepardo]

hello! my username is guepardo. i would love to name
this bean crispin. his nickname is crisp, though it
doesn't get used much because he doesn't particularly
like it. crispin is a male. his favourite christmas memory
happens to be when he was a little bean. crispin
was just a little bit spoiled, and he always got tons
of stuff for Christmas. but his favourite christmas
memory has to do with the bells on his tail.

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"mum! dad!" crispin shouted as he jumped around
in the freshly fallen snow. "christmas! it's christmas!"
crispin was very excited this year. he had quite a
long list of everything he wanted and he was sure
he would get it all. his orange eyes sparkled as
he danced about. but that was when little crisp
heard a noise. he immediately stopped. "hello?"
he called out warily. "hello." a small voice
answered. crispin made his way towards the noise.
and when he was there, he found an older bean
sitting alone behind a very tall tree. "it's
christmas.." cripsin started, puzzled. "why aren't
you at home?" he asked. "you should be getting
presents right now!" the older bean just laughed.
"sorry, little guy, but I don't have anywhere to
spend my christmas." the older bean looked up at
the snowflakes floating down to earth. crispin
was shocked. "what?!" he burst out. the older
bean smiled at him solemnly. "i haven't ever
been adopted before." he told crispin. crispin
shook his head. "well, you're having christmas
with me mister!" he told him. crispin nudged
him onto his paws and scooted him towards
his family. "this way!" crispin said. crispin
and that older bean had christmas together.
towards the end of the day when the older
bean said he had to leave, he turned to
crispin. "thank you for everything little guy.
i won't forget you." he then pulled out two
golden bells from his pouch. "look, it's
probably not the best christmas present,
but I hope you like it. goodbye, crispin." and
so the older bean spoke and then left.
crispin was left with the bells, which became
his favourite christmas present of all. he
began to wear the bells around, which drove
everyone crazy. but crispin didn't care. he
made an unhappy bean happy for christmas.
and that was what mattered to him.

what
you
do
today
can
improve
all
of
your
tomorrows

-Ralph Marston

[Spark Platinum]

Username;
Agent Cali

Name;
Cadbury Hershel

Gender;
Male

Favorite Christmas memory;
"My favorite Christmas memory...well that was only this year;

On the 20th of December I went round my young sisters house with a bag full of presents, I don't live with my sister, shes quite far far away, we were split up a few months ago. Anyway, i went round to see my sister, i had spent most of my holiday and most of my birthday money running round buying presents for her, we both sat on the sofa with a nice glass of Pepsi. She opened all her presents excitedly, I watched, smiling the whole time. It was good to see her again.

In her presents were mostly Adventure time figures, she also got that Skylanders game and a few figures to go along nicely with it, she never read those bloomin tags though did she; she had no idea who any of them were from. When she oped one present, she would look at it for one second and then chuck it aside to make room for the next, and the next, and the next heheh.

After she had opened all her presents, we both had a chocolate cream pastry and we watched cartoons the whole night, revisiting our memories from previous Christmases, laughing all the way. It was the happiest, warmest feeling i had ever had, i couldn't ask for anything better, she was the only Christmas i needed.

I just hope next year will be nearly as good.

[Pvnkky]

Username;

Mc Shizzle

Name;

Cobar; Which means burnt earth in Aboriginal language
This is what his design reminded me when i first saw it and hadn't read he was based on burnt sugar cookies

Gender;

Male

Favorite Christmas memory; (531 words according to wordcounter)

His favorite Christmas memory was one that happened a good few years back, back when he was just a tiny little bean... Cobar can remember waking up extra early on the morning of December 25th, and as all young creatures do, running to wake his sleeping parents up so he could go gather his stocking from down the stairs as he usually did on this joyous day... He jumped onto their sleeping forms, knocking the pair of them to the floor and waking them instantly with the force he put behind his little jumping body, practically sending them flying... Seeing the excitement, His half asleep father scooped him up into strong, loving arms running downstairs with Cobar and hugging him close, laughing all the way down with his mother close behind...

He remembers getting downstairs into the living room and seeing the plate of cookies they had left out gone, along with the milk and carrots, and this just piqued his excitement even more... This meant that Santa Claus had been, and this made Cobar squeal happily, this meant presents, and meant he'd been good, so he was even happier than when he had first got downstairs, remembering his parents admiring glances as they watched him enjoy his feelings of wonder. Being so young, stuff like this made Cobar ecstatically happy, setting his little Bean brain into overdrive and making him hyper

When he got around to retrieving the usual wonderment of small trinket gifts from his stocking, he can remember being so excited, ripping the wrapping paper off each gift without thinking or stopping once in anticipation of what was inside, happiness emanating around him and practically filling the room with joy... He can remember receiving a tiny, red toy train which looked hand painted and had a little squeaky wheel, a jack in the box which sung when it had popped out of the box and loads of candy which as you can guess made the young beans mouth water with want, and after playing with all these new toys for about an hour and sneakily scoffing all his christmas candy when his parents weren't in the room, he jumped up, having forgotten to do something very important when he had first gotten down the stairs, a family tradition they did every year... With a little squeal he ran over to their small window... Cobar can remember drawing back the heavy white curtain that hid the front room window to reveal This sight... His eyes lit up at it in pure admiration, tears of happiness starting to well in his gorgeous eyes, taking in the white blanket that now covered his garden path, which was once grey and cobbled... it was his first experience of snow, and his first white Christmas all in one... and it couldn't have been any better than it was...

This is Cobar's fondest Christmas memory as he can remember the love he felt from his parents and the snow made it all the more special to him because it was the first time he had ever experienced it... something simple like that, made his day and has stuck in his mind for many years...

[icseal]

Username; Icseal
Name; Ashe(y)
Gender; Male
Favorite Christmas memory; Limit is 600 words
His favorite memory? Ashe has a lot of memories with his family, baking burnt cookies, having snowball fights and even getting together for a group hug, but the favorite memory of Christmas is have a complete family- that magic of a moment when his father returns from his long journey home. Ashe's father works at another country, but comes back on Christmas every year to re unite with his beloved family. The long awaited day would finally come, then on every 24th Ashe would scurry to the windows and watch all day until the silhouette of his beloved father would appear in the flurry of snow....
Ashe and his siblings would go out the front door without wearing anything, embracing their father with the warmest thing of all- love.

[susie.]

Username;
.Alucard.

Name;
Khyan

Gender;
Male

Favorite Christmas memory;
"Well, it all happened while I was younger then I am now, I was around six or seven. My family didn't have a lot of money to spend for christmas so I didn't get any expensive gifts, just what ever my family could find or make. And we decided to play 'secret santa' with the gift that we found or made. The gift that I made was just a little toy thing that I sewed together with one of my other friends, it was a scare crow sort of thing. But that's not important to the story, what is, is that me and my family set the gifts under the tree and we drew numbers out of a hat, I got the number four and my father got the number one, my mother with the number three and my sister with the number two. Being last, I got the smallest gift. It was a small box wrapped in really nice snowflake wrapping paper and a dollar store, blue, taped on bow. It was a strange contrast, but I put that aside to open the gift. My parents looked confused for some strange reason and my sister was to preoccupied with the scare crow that I made. I set my parents strange expression aside to open my gift. I carefully removed the tape from the bottom of the box and slipped the paper off of the white card board box and took the lid off from the rest of the box to reveal two shiny gold bells with a smooth red ribbon that tied them together. I raised my eye brow and looked up to my parents and smiled and said,"Who brought this one?" My parents looked at each other and shrugged and pulled out the real last present from behind the tree that my sister made and said to me,"This was the last gift that we helped your sister with, we don't know where this present came from." My eyes widened and I started to shake the bells I smiled and said nothing for the rest of the day and just listened to the bells and drank my parents home made hot chocolate for the rest of the day.
To this day, I'm not sure if my parents were pulling my leg with the bells or they were serious about having no idea where the bells came from. But all I know is that I never take the bells off my tail. So I can forever listen to my favorite christmas memory."
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