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    "Okay, so, I need to meet the other half of Colouredclan."


    Emma was sitting outside the door of her house, her fingers just poking out of her large hoodie sleeves. She'd finally decided to transfer to skinny jeans instead of shorts, since it was only getting colder. She held pieces of string and popsicle sticks, trying to occupy herself. She knew about half the inhabitants of this place, but there were some new members she hadn't met yet. Emma twirled a finger in her curled platinum blonde hair, since it was hanging loose today.



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    Elliot was quite new to ColouredClan, only having joined it yesterday. He needed to meet people as well, though he wasn't really as willing to do so as Emma was. He did like to be alone, but if he was going to at least survive here with people to trust, he needed to get to know people. Strolling in front of the houses that lined the street, Elliot would scan his blue gaze around to see if anyone was nearby. Spotting an unfamiliar girl sitting on a porch, he decided to try to make some conversation. "Hey," he merely said, not really knowing how else to start the conversation. Oh well.
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    [justify][size=11px]He recognised Emma a mile off, of course he did; the girl was difficult to forget, if only because he couldn't forget. Having a memory such as his was a blessing and a curse, really; he often wondered if there was a way to undo it, and then, when replaying the fonder parts of his history, realised that he did not want his unnatural focus taken away.


    The raven-haired male was glad to be back in town, but it did mean he had to re-meet everybody, which ... Was frustrating, really. " Hello, Emma, " he greeted as he neared, hands clenching into fists at his sides.
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    the small boy fiddled with his thumbs, walking over to who knows where. he needed to get away from his house, which wasn't much of a comfort. at first he was heading off to his best friend's home, which happened to be the girl with blonde hair. but she always had to deal with his puny attitude, and that didn't seem fair. so the child was off to walk, which was a huge mistake. already he got frightened of a butterfly and a flower, and that was just the start.


    he soon bumped into a body, and noted it was one he was quite frightened of. "s-sorry!" he squeaked, moving a bit ahead before noting two familiar people, and one not. gulping, he waved a shaky hand, grasping the end of his flannel shirt. "h-hello. i'm dixon- sorry if you d-didn't want to meet m-me! just please don't h-hurt me..."

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    Emma glanced up from her strings and popsicle sticks to an unfamiliar face. "Hey-o. I'm Emma, stranger. Who're you?" She asked, beginning to twirl the string back around the popsicle stick. Elliot looked unfamiliar as far as her book went, so.


    Looking at Imperial, she smiled, which turned into more of a mischievous smirk. "What's up, Imperial?" She greeted. Emma still had a hard time looking at him and realizing that he was no longer the leader of Colouredclan. He still walked with a posture that commanded authority, so every time he passed, Emma had the urge to be a little shit and curtsy just for fun.


    She totally should have done that.


    Getting ready to stand up and curtsy to "no longer his royal highness," she was bumped into by another little kid. He looked a little younger than herself, and Emma was eight. "It's cool." She assured him. Extending a hand to the younger boy for him to shake, the platinum blonde haired girl introduced herself. "I'm Emma, and no, I won't hurt you unless you make me mad." She added, wondering why he was cowering like that. Was she really that scary?


    Hell yeah, she was.



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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px; font-family: arial; font-size: 14pt; text-align: justify;]★ The girl with blonde hair, of course, ran over. She was wondering why he didn't come over. People began to step on her long hair and she squeaked turning around to pick it up. 6-8 feet of hair sure was a lot. Imagine when she got older! Running up beside Dixon the toddler aimed to grab his hand and wave at Emma. "That's good that you wouldn't hurt him, he's my best friend. I'm Rapunzel/Tangled."


    //yes Sherrie was le confused if she was to use Rapunzel or tangled as the name in aus

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    [justify]//DAMN U AND UR AUS ilytho
    + cries bc sweet lil flynn bab awWWWWw


    Neptune felt stupid and useless because he couldn't help Emma. She was like his little sister or something, and he wanted nothing more than to protect her and keep her happy. But sometimes protecting her meant he couldn't be around her, which probably made her unhappy, let alone him. "Hey, I don't think I've met you yet. My name is asshole, what about you?" He snickered, sticking his tongue out at her playfully.


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    "Asshole? That a peculiar name you have got Nep." Amber smiled. She looked over to Tangled. Unlike the young girl Amber had a pixie cut white/silver hair. She wasn't quite sure how Tangled kept her hair quite so neat when it was so long. "Any way I'm Amber."




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    [size=10]chest full of heartache    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px; width: 350px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: arial' color: lightgray;]Boom. With a bound, the black-haired boy bound over, grinning, running his deathly pale hands through his hair, beaming. Wassup? The social butterfly chirped happily, taking his usual place next to Amber, laughing. I'm Faust, by the way. He added, casually.[/fancypost]

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    [color=transparent]#faust2k15 . #quetemplate

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    [justify]//is it bad im imagining faust as a greaser


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    [align=left][font=georgia]Dang. Why were there so many guys around? It was making Blue flush beyond what she should. Walking over to stand in an area near to Neptune, she flashed him a small smile as twirling blonde hair on her finger. "I'm Blue," she spoke to the room. Then, addressing only him, she said, "Is it hot in here? Or ... is it just you?"


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    Amber smiled at her pale friend faust. He was a good friend of hers. She couldn't remember a time when they were not friends. Amber turned to blue You don't want to flirt with him he's a "Asshole" Amber laughed. She couldn't help her self. She wiped tears of laughter out of her eyes. Oh Nep your a girl magnet!




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    Thinking -- "speaking" -- [abbr=#WitchingstarxWhipstar#Female biologically,identifies as gender fluid#13 moons#Pansexual#Single#Soul bond with Immy G.D.#Character bond with Morality#Split personality/bipolar#Domestic feline(main),Munchkin feline#White 'blood' spattered wings#Multiple body possessions/Shapeshifting#Has dwarfism#Immune to most powers]Tags[/abbr]


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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px transparent solid; font-family: times new roman; color: black; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; height: 150px;]She was so much shorter then everyone there,but that didn't bother the girl at all.Despite being a girl,her hair was cut short,very much like a guys,and had a white stripe through the center of it,just for good measure.Tugging her sleeve,she wandered close to the group,popping up to simply hide behind Impy.She had a habit of doing that,hiding behind people simply because why not.Peering out from behind him,the raven haired girl murmured,"Hola,I'm Spanishlullaby."[/fancypost]


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