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    Emma hadn't been wrong when she said there were four types of personalities in Colouredclan.


    So she'd never actually said that. She was seriously considering it. I mean, you looked around, there was no in-between. There might be occasionally, but it was rare. As for the different persona aspects, they were pretty basic: drunk and angry (looking at you, Neptune), bubbly and happy (hey, Amber!), mysterious (emma basically thought that imperial deserved a class by himself for no reason in particular), and then really sad, which was more than half the clan.


    That described it pretty well, right?


    Emma sat back against the door of her house, fiddling with the cords on her hoodie. She needed to talk to some people that were actually interested in returning the conversation. Em couldn't afford to get infected with the depressed disease of 'sadness.' It was unacceptable.



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    If those were the only four personalities in Colouredclan, Emma would be certainly very wrong. Because, Corruptedserver, did not have a personality at all; he felt nothing. Though he was not like those cold and aloof people who seemed to shrug off problems or have not a care in the world, no, he was different. Corruptedserver was an advanced A.I. A computer program.


    The program teleported in front of Emma very suddenly, watching with those deadened ice blue eyes of his behind his oh-so pristine glasses. No matter how cleaned they appeared however, those who knew him once in Blizzardclan, had seen those glasses smeared with bloody disgrace.


    "Gr-Greetings, Unidentified User. My login is Corruptedserver@google.com. Google, for short. Google for asking questions. St-State your-your login." he said blankly, not twitching a muscle.

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    [justify][size=9pt]Primal didn't really know where she would fit in that four group personality group. She wasn't really the happiest person in the world, nor was she particularly mysterious. Then there was the drunk category, which she partially fit into, but being angry wasn't too common of her. The last group was sad, and although she wished it would be the one for her, it wasn't either. Not like she was unhappy with that, though. Being happy was better than being sad, in her opinion.


    "Hey," Prim greeted with a nod of her head, offering them a feeble attempt at a smile. "What're you two doing?" It didn't seem to be anything interesting, from what she saw.


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    //SOOOOO RUSHED
    "Hi Emma! How are you?" She said waiting for something interesting to happen.




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