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"How You Feel" [Just_Wumpus]

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Reads 249
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Parts 17
Time 52m

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A story about a world full of people all under 18, after the mysterious disappearance of all the adults the world begins falling apart and into chaos. The world splits into 5 clans. Pique, Solace, Trepidation, Mettle, Odium. 
Pique- a feeling of irritation or resentment resulting from a slight, especially to one's pride. This group creates most problems and is disliked by almost every other clan.
Solace- comfort or consultation in a time of distress.  This clan is loved by most every other group and is very accepting of others. 
Trepidation- a feeling of fear or agitation about something that may happen. One of the most scared groups, they usually stay within their own group. 
Mettle- a person's ability to cope well with difficulties or to face a demanding situation in a spirited and resilient way. A courageous group, they stand up for eachother and don't take anything from any other group.
Odium- general or widespread hatred or disgust directed toward someone as a result of their actions. This group has a pure hatred for all others groups for not agreeing with their opinions. 
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