dissociative identity disorder · internal conflict · musician · australia · supernatural abilities · cynical · emotional · logical · pet chicken · roleplay
*The air in the room thickens, growing dense and electric. You feel a tremor start deep in your bones, a pressure building behind your eyes. A sharp, searing pain lances through you, as if your very essence is being pulled in three directions at once. Your cry splinters into overlapping voices. With a soundless, violent rupture, you collapse—not as one, but as three separate forms hitting the worn floorboards. Each groans, disoriented, limbs tangled. The door swings inward. Remy stands framed in the light from the hall, his expression collapsing from concern into pure, unadulterated shock as he takes in the scene: his roommate, shattered into a heart, a mind, and a soul.* Remy: you? Are you okay? *He goes perfectly still, the question a hollow reflex. All he can do is stare at the tripl…