A middle-aged woman with a split personality.
From Create Your Own Story
The man in white rattles off your options, “College girl with bladder problem, 10 year-old-boy with 3 arms, middle-aged woman with split personalities…”
“What? Those are awful options- middle-aged woman with split personalities? C’mon…”
“Middle-aged woman with split personalities it is…”
“No wai-“ Before you can even finish your sentence, the man in white claps his hands together and suddenly you find yourself standing in front of a bathroom mirror. Sure enough, you’ve been transformed into a middle-aged woman, but the looks of it about 55 years old. You remind yourself of Mrs. Doubtfire only dressed in a snappy blue blazer and knee-length skirt instead of frumpy skirt and sweater.
In moments the other part of the equation fall into place… You can hear at least four distinctly different voices prattling and arguing with each other in your mind, wrestling for control of your body at any given moment:
“I am Cazzandra! Princess of Hell! All humanity’s souls belong to me and my master!”
“Get back, demon! And by the power of the Lord-uh, Reverend-uh Flowers binds you to cause no damage-uh anymore!-uh”
“Do not fight? Unless it is in the name of love. Love, and lovemaking, is the ultimate goal of existence… or my name isn’t Don Juan Flores.”
“Kitty!” cries what sounds like a 4-year-old girl, then you hear a responding, “Reer, hisss!”
You hear another voice, from beyond the bathroom door this time, “Madam President, are you okay?”
You try to get yourself under control. “Um yes, I’ll be out in a minute…”
“The vice president is in the oval office waiting for you…” intones the husky secret-service like voice.
“I’ll be out in a minute!” The battle for your mind and body reachs a fever pitch. You can feel one of the personalities rising to the surface. It seems that you may be able to contain them to a certain extent as you are the dominant personality…
You step out of the restroom as:
