[foreign-potato]

A Jellybean Dragon is a fluffy, friendly dragon that hatches from a jellybean-like egg. Their diet consists of fruits and insects, but they also love sweets and desserts. Their fur is soft and long, usually brightly colored, neat, and shiny. Jellybean Dragons are mostly gentle and happy, and love attention. Most are Great Dane-sized when they are fully grown, but some of them can grow as big as a cow. All Jellybean Dragons have pouches on their bellies, which they use to carry around food or younger JBDs.

I made my first Jellybean, too. <33
Thank you so much for allowing me to be an artist. quq <3
I can't thank you enough. <3
Oh and I didn't add a background because I conflicted with my brain. xD
But the winner is welcome to add it back. c:

This one is a male and he has a beaver stuffed animal. <3
Going to end on December 30, I think. c:

Rules:

• Don't add to the form but you are welcome to make gift art. c;
  
• Keep your answers under 500 words!
• Entries will not be accepted after page 10.
• No spamming.
• Do not wish goodluck when the contest closes.
• I'd love to see him kept straight, but it is not a rule! ouo
• If you add items, they must be small.

Enjoy you guys. <3

The winner iss... Phenomenon!
Your story was soo soo cute. <3

Other close forms were... geefriend45 and Ikaaaaaaaaa.

Thank you everyone and keep trying for your beans. <3
You all had amazing forms. Very very good job. C:

Gift art;
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[Moonskye]

Username: Moonskye

Name: Marshmellow (Mellow)

Personality: Marshmellow is a calm, laid back JBD. He enjoys relaxing with his friends and sleeping. It is extremely rare to see him get worked up about things- he usually attempts meditation to calm himself down. He hates fighting and dislikes going against his beliefs. He tries to make everyone else calm, and solve problems between JBDs. When he was younger, someone hurt his mother badly and she couldn't be saved. Living through this, Marshmellow decided no one should hurt another, and he became a sort of JBD counselor. If any JBD is having problems with another JBD, they can come to him so he can help them. It makes him feel like he's doing something good for the community, so he will know his mother is proud of him.

Why does he have this plushie?: Mellow has a beaver plushie because his mother gave it to him before she died. It reminds him of her, and it soothes him if he ever feels alone. Whenever he has his beaver plushie with him, it gives him a sense of comfort, like his mother holding him, or talking to him softly.

[Swurk]

Username:
Swirl ~ Chan
Name:
Maybird (Changing ;n;)
Personality:
Maybird is a preppy boy and likes to cheer others up, although he may sound seem like an unapproachable guy he loves to talk with other jelly bean dragons. Making friends is his favorite hobby while his quirk seems to be carrying his stuff beaver around wherever he goes and theres a reason for that, the stuffed animal was given to him as a present from his parents shortly after he was abandoned and that lead to self-conscious problems with himself. He feels like he's not actually liked for who he is and that he's not wanted a lot of the time so he feels that his plushie is there for him to talk to.
Why does he have this plushie?:
Well as I stated above, his parents abandoned him but not after giving him the stuffed animal as a present. He's carried it around with him ever since that day he feels like it's the only piece of his parents he has left.

[LondonRenée]

Sorry dropping out. ;-; Good luck everyone!

[Lavapony]

Username: Lavapony
Name: Russell
Personality: Russell is an Adventurous fun loving boy, he loves to go around traveling with new places, he also loves to challenge people to hide with his beaver and they claim to be a great hider with her, its his favorite thing to do. He is very sweet and wouldn't even hurt a fly. Russell is a bit stubborn and will not do anything that he doesn't want to do.
Why he likes his beaver: Since of coarse hes Canadian! he loves to camp in beaver infested places, like he saw one with Beaver pond once and everything, He got his little baby Reese there at their beaver gift shop
Now remember...Adventure is out there!

[.sea]

Username:
~Casey~

Name:
Cole

Personality:
Cole is a normally shy boy. He doesn't talk much to strangers, but once you get to know him, he is a big talker.
He is especially shy when it comes to girls. Whenever he is near a girl he gets clumsy and always acts stupid, although he is really smart.
Overall, he is a shy, protective, clumsy, and sometimes bold JBD.

Why he have a plushie?:
When Cole was a baby, his mother had always brought him to the zoo. He would always be looking at the beavers for hours.
Cole would sit and watch them forever, there was something about them, they way they could stop water in a river with some wood. Even their tails, he loved their tails!
So his mother bought him a plushie, and even though he is an adult, he always keeps it around.

[AeroTheBlueWolf]

Username: .: Darkened Shadow:.
Name: Rybosome
Personality:
Rybosome is a friendly, shy jbd who doesn't really like lots of people, but in this particular story he starts to grow fonder of the humans and hopefully he will fully trust them. Rybosome likes to be with more of his own species rather then something not of his species so he's a little strange when it comes to humans.
How he got his plushie:
The sun set beautifully on the oceans rim, a crackle sounded from a far bush. Rybosome poked his head through, he watched the sky with gleaming eyes and heard the laughs and screams of the two leg walkers. He watched as beautiful colored circles floated to the sky, his eyes locked on a deep blue which swirled up to the sun as to say 'good bye'. Rybosome pricked his ears and watched as a little brown creature laid in the underbrush, unmoving and silent. Rybosome called to it, but it made no effort to call back. He curiously slithered towards it keeping his belly low to the ground as he approached it. He stood over the creature and smelled it, it wasn't dead and it was never alive. He pushed it with his paw, it was soft. He twisted his head to the side and pawed it again, he yelled happily and danced around his new friend. He picked his new friend up in his jaws and set him on his back and walked back to where he was before, except now he had a friend, a companion.

[theo,]

Username:
seasons and blitz;
Name:
Sandstorm

Personality:
Sandstorm is a quiet bean, spending time alone a lot. Why? Nobody seems to know. Although, if Nibblesaurus is threatened, he'll kill you. He has a habit of being rather clumsy, and stutters from time to time. He doesn't talk much, if you talk to him only expect a syllable or two for an answer. Once you've been considered a friend, therefore having risen a level from 'Acquaintance' to 'Friend', Sandstorm is reliable, friendly, good-natured and slightly more talkative. When you've fully befriended him, he becomes your average bright-furred JBD - willing, excited, and hyper.

Why he have this plushie:
Due to his personality, Sandstorm never really had any friends. So when he took his midnight stroll in the sandy beach, the buck toothed toy seemed to never leave his side. He was scared, yes, but he felt a strange connection between him and the velvety soft plush. When he returned to his treehouse, he could be seen with the unique, bark coloured beaver plush.
"Hello. You're the people here to question me about Nibblesaurus? Yes, she's my beaver plush! I really love her, she is my best friend. How did I met her? It's quite a funny story actually. So there I was, just strollin' along the beach as the sun slipped below the horizon. Then, to my left, there was a pair of cyan eyes staring at me! Was I scared? A little, yes. Although I think you would have been, too! So I was sat there, my eyes on the guinea pig sized toy. I wasn't sure if it was real or not, so I got my tail..." (Sandstorm pauses to grab his tail) "and I flicked it with my tail tip. When I discovered it didn't attack me, I took a few steps closer. Still, it didn't try to hurt me. So I picked it up, put out in my pouch and returned home. Why did I keep it? I'm not sure. We had a strange sort of connection, like a bond.

[Akayuri]

Username: Akayuri, sometimes QueenMarth

Name: Toboe like the character from Wolf's Rain( *sniif* Tobooeee T_T)
Personality: Toboe tends to keep to himself, but tot he friends he has he keeps very close to his heart. When faced with conflict he does his best to hold his own and defend himself. He's okay with crying, he just doesn't like it when others see, it makes him feel like they will treat him like a wuss. He dreams about being a daring and brave kind of guy, the ones girls seem to like, but for now he's gonna stay the way he is.

Why does he have this plushie?: He found it in the park a while ago, Toboe is determined to give it back to it rightful owner... eventually. It was kinda hard not to get attached to it emotionally, but he knows one day he'll pass it on to a younger JBD.

Gift Art:

[ege]

I'm geefriend45, but you can call me Gee. c:
I'm really sorry my form is so long...


Farce

First of all, Farce is what everyone calls me. It is not, in fact, my real name. No, I never said I'd tell you my real name... The only ones allowed to know are me and my closest friends... That is, if I have any. *glances about suspiciously and shakes head* Please, just call me Farce.

Farce is not quite "here". He's a mysterious dragon, always keeping to himself and hiding in the shadows, watching from afar. His near-invisible existence has lead many to believe that he may in truth be a farce, that he doesn't really exist. He's not that far gone into oblivion, there are some who know him for who he really is. He honestly doesn't care if most don't believe in him. He's perfectly comfortable with his life as it is. He has serious trust issues and doesn't trust anyone for anything. There are only a few exceptions to that rule, and he doesn't like to talk about it.

Farce puts up walls and hides his feelings. He keeps a calm, collected exterior but, inside, is constantly nervous and shy around others. He has an odd habit of shaking his head often. Farce is also a bit of a pessimist. He often goes by the saying "Be a pessimist, you're always either right or pleasantly surprised". He's very calm and the only thing that ticks him off is making him tell his secrets. He absolutely refuses to share secrets, so don't go bothering him.

To those who know the real Farce, which is not very many, Farce is kind and loving. He's protective of his friends, but usually not enough that he'd emerge from the shadows to defend them. If they were in any real danger, he'll find a clever means of helping without being seen.

Farce enjoys exploring deserted places, solitary settings he knows no one else dares to enter. He finds nice hidden away spots to lay down and think for hours. When he leaves a new-found place, he never returns unless he really must. He always goes off to find a new spot to sit and think about nothing and everything.

If he knew you read that, Farce would think you knew too much about him. Just remember, you didn't hear any of that from me!

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“I suppose I’ll tell you the story... Don’t tell anyone what you hear!” Farce sighs and shakes his head.
“When I was younger, my best friend and I-” Farce looks up.
“What? I’m not going to tell you who it was,” he says with a flinty look. He shakes his head. “As I was saying, we were inseparable. Knew each other better than we knew ourselves...” Farce gets a faraway look in his eyes. “We always went exploring together, found hidden places everywhere. We sat and talked for hours.”

He thinks for a moment. “I don’t know why, but I trusted her from the start. She’s a one-of-a-kind dragon,” He looks down at the ground, tracing invisible patterns with his claw.

“I remember... The last day I saw her,” Farce takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. “I had to leave... I can’t say why, but I had to leave and never go back. The way I planned on going, I had to jump over a split in the land. So I took her up to the cliff and we sat there for a while, saying nothing. No words were needed, we both knew what the other was thinking...”

“We had gone up to the cliffs to watch our last sunset together, as cheesy as that sounds... We watched as the sun disappeared beyond the horizon, and I stood up. She stood as well, and pulled something out of her pouch. She pushed a small object towards me. Upon closer inspection, it was a small beaver plushie.”

Farce rubs a paw over his eye. He shakes his head and goes on with the story.
“ ‘I made this for you, Farce. I... I want you to have it,’ she whispered. Her words were shaky. I could tell she was fighting back tears.
‘Thank you,’ I choked out. ‘I’ll miss you.’
‘I'll miss you too,’ She replied. ‘So much.’ ”

A tear escapes his eye. He hastily wipes it away and shakes his head again.
“With that, I had tucked the plushie into my pouch and leaped over to the opposite cliff. With one fleeting glance back, I turned and ran until she was out of sight. I couldn’t bear that look in her eyes, pleading me to stay. When I couldn’t go any further, I sat down and pulled out the plushie. It was adorable. I couldn’t believe she made it just for me... I named the little beaver Farewell.”

Farce takes Farewell out of his pouch. He sets Farewell gently on the ground and places a paw protectively over the plushie.
“I wish I’d told her how much I loved her... Asked her to come with me... She was amazing. I don’t think I’ll ever find anyone like her... I’ll never forget her.”
There’s a fondness in Farce’s eyes that's almost invisible. He ducks his head and turns away, hiding this.

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This is awesome for a first JBD as an artist! I love the idea of the plushie, and the expression he has.
Whoever wins this little fella is very lucky!
*Word counts according to http://www.wordcounter.net/