[b]Pink![/b]

One of the benefits to being a highly advanced android optimized for cuteness is that when Pink's eyes sparkle you feel it in your [i]bones[/i]. 

"Crystal is the princess of this castle," said Pink. "A unicorn in soul as well as body. The kind of artist that would render me permanently discouraged, if she wasn't so kind and pure it's impossible to even derive negative feelings from her. She's the visionary, organizer, financier and mastermind behind this entire event and the fact that you haven't even heard her name before shows that she's even humble on top of all that. She's everywhere here and invisible, the fabric that allows everyone else to shine, even though she could outshine them all -"

Getting Pink to talk about social politics was possible but difficult. Getting her to talk about girls she liked, [i]well[/i].

[b]Red![/b]

"Journalistic source," said Red with a strained face. "Or would have been. His house went up not long after I was due to meet, didn't get anything out of him. You get why I'm freaked about intimidation tactics, yeah?"

She's an devilishly good liar. The opposite to White, she has the presence and flow to just emote every fragment of it with absolute confidence.

"Still, upshot," she said, "you got the authentic being hacked experience, right? Something you didn't think was important turned into a vulnerability. The world around you wasn't the world you thought it was, making you do things you didn't intend. You only found out about it when someone pulled you aside and asked what the hell. That's usually how an android finds out they're dogfacing. Keep it in mind when dealing with androids in the field, 'cause that feeling sucks just as much for them."

[b]Orange![/b]

"A general goes to war," said Orange, stepping into the room, "with the army she has got."

There's an on-fire charisma to her now. More than any of the others she was built for this, specifically. All of Green's reflections, fixations and obsessions with her family members were made manifest in Orange. She has a glow of... kingship, almost, the charismatic fulcrum around which all the world might turn. Or the most popular girl in high school.

"It wasn't like I was the first one to try to be in charge," she said. "Tiger thought she could browbeat people into compliance. Ox thought he just needed to remind people of The Schedule. Dragon thought he could make everyone follow him by just being so much better that everyone else that they'd A) recognize his supremacy and B) emulate his methods. Everyone else tried to apply their internal organizational schemes to their wider family and got frustrated when it didn't work. My process was to think about your personalities deeply enough to be able to predict your compatibilities and rivalries and encourage the most productive groupings. I wouldn't even call what I did leadership. Nobody ever gave the littlest sister a crown. Maneuvering that many powerful, independent paragons was more like... diplomacy."

She reaches out to embrace Monk. "I've missed you, big sister."