Fun Personalities Novels & Stories

Anna’s POV A lot of people tend to conclude on my personality a lot. Most of them call me annoying, selfish, overbearing, inconsiderate and half of the time, I know they’re all right about this. I’m an awful person, sometimes. Then sometimes I’m the sweetest person ever and I just think a lot of people don’t deserve that part of me. Besides, it’s not as if I’m the only horrible person on planet earth, I’m not as horrible as some people make me out to be. I just tend to get very ignorant of other people’s feelings because I like to consider mine first and that shouldn’t be a problem.

She says with a shrug. "And what is my type? " "Tall, blonde, scatterbrained, fake boobs, dizzy legs..." "It's okay, I get it! "I said, raising my hand. "I'm sorry, but it's the truth. You like fake women, without any personality, sometimes I even wonder if you don't have clones of these girls that you take out every time you want. Lisa is a strong woman with a history and character. I don't want you to hurt her, she is my friend and I have grown attached to her. "

"I am not praising myself. I am actually trying to tell you the kind of person that I am because, it is obvious you don't know anything about me. By the way if I may ask, if someone asks you to describe my personality just tell me what you would answer the person" "Is this a test or what?" "Not really a test, just answer me, so that I will clarify you, because it seems you are mistaking all my actions" "Okay fine, let me try and answer your question. Anyways, if someone asked me to describe your kind of person. I will be able to say that you are a disciplinarian, always talking with authority, loves respect so much, harsh most times and you are always serious. It's hard for you to laugh"

“If you mean does personal hygiene matter, yes it does. But as for the other things, luckily for you, they’re greatly over-rated. Sharon has already demonstrated that she’s willing to date a no-account dumb loser of below average appearance. It isn’t looks or brains she’s after, that’s for sure. Women like Sharon go for personality. Mainly the personality of a doormat. That’s a lot easier to fake. Or maybe I should say ‘develop’.” Benny sipped his coffee and studied what he had written down a little more. It was good, he could see that it was. Just a flat plate of glass screwed to the wall and it could tell him all these things. A miracle indeed. And his reflection was right. You don’t poke

Pearl was definitely that. "I told you I was here to surprise you!" He joked. "Really though, Rhys" Pearl was just going to put it out there "what's wrong with you? There has to be something wrong with you. You're beautiful. Like, a Michelangelo statue type beautiful, you're a movie star, you're always positive...I seriously think you may have the best personality a human being has ever possessed. You're into me, you make me feel wanted and attractive. You could be dating models. Actresses. Kardashians. Royalty even, for fuck sake. Sometimes I have to look around because it doesn't seem real and I think I'm being Punk'd or something. The sex is...."

Of course, he has to get himself something for breakfast first! Out of all the system hosts, Sandro was probably already the luckiest to have the most childish and easily pleased partner. He didn't understand why the AIs have personalities of their own despite being made up of numbers and data, but he was glad to have 37 - a very childish, but ahem, quite caring and reasonable companion. It answers when he inquired whether the one he could see from the distance was really his stalking target.

Sharon scoffed. "Even if he is handsome, his personality is a mess" Sharon smirk and continues. "I don't even want to think about those things people are saying about him" Sharon look disgusted thinking about what people say about Fred online. Lucy turns to Sharon stunned, she look surprise to hear what Sharon said about Fred. "What did you mean by his personality? Isn't he great?" Lucy ask surprisingly. Sharon also turn to Lucy to give her the full gist of what she heard about Fred.

“And what do you think my type of car is?” “Your personality is coarse, untamed.” He gave a pointed look at my ruffled uniform. “I’d say you are more of a Porsche man.” Before I could snort again, this time in amusement, he continued. “Of course, you’re also laid back, nonchalant. You like to defy the rich, even if you are the rich. I’d imagine you would get something that could barely run, one that was covered with rust. Just as a bold protest against your birthright. You’d be as happy as punch.”

She said glaring at him over the rim of her glass. “I don’t care if you have an attitude but these questions will be answered.” “Next,” she said snappishly. “How old are you now?” “Twenty eight and my birth day are in November.” “What is your favorite color?” “Blue,” “Do you like me?” he asked pointedly. “I am still evaluating your personality.” She said looking sideways at him. “Explain your personality to me Sammy.” He challenges. She leaned back in the chair suddenly a faraway look. “Who am I? This was my personality created out of fear. Allow me to introduce myself. I am twenty eight. My skin is flawless and it’s not the result of artificial products. My brown eyes are currently glaring

Twice he stops himself. Good. Let restraint hurt. At eleven-thirty Mandy corners me by the pie case while I am loading clean forks into the tray. "Okay," she whispers, "I have assigned them personalities." "Please don't." "Too late. Suit Guy is serial killer Santa. Broody One is forest divorce. Other wolf is a hall monitor with abs." Despite everything, my mouth twitches. "You are a menace." "I am a student of human nature." She peeks toward the booths. "Forest divorce keeps looking at you like he ate a land mine."