Intro To Itself

Hullo! My name is Sophie and I'm called Itself. I have to call myself that so that I can be recognized from my split personalities. I'm gonna make them a world so that they can have fun too! I know they'll be thankful to me for being kind. Hell, they ought to be! I let them live inside of me!

My other personalities are as followed, and you may meet them if something comes up or they decide to kidnap my world.

Myself: My is me when I get too mad to handle. I'm profane, violent, hateful, and break things or cause harm to myself in attempt to call down and stifle my self-righteous rage.
Lucia (Herself): Gentle and simple-minded. Lucia is characterized by her shy nature and her fragility. She isn't able to handle tough situations, and she's the one most likely to actually cry.

Those are my second selves! Myself doesn't go by any other name. She's just Myself. I'm Itself because that's just what I've decided to go by when my personalities need to refer to me. Which they probably will, in their world.

You probably won't see or hear from them often even if you enter their world once it's built. Lucia is here the most often, but doesn't have much to say. She'll probably want to talk about fun movies she's seen or cool games she's played. She's very easily dazzled by simple things like that.

Myself is the one you really need to look out for. She's vicious! She came around just last night, biting and kicking and scratching. She was absolutely pissed and starting cussing immediately. It wasn't a good time anyways.

My Mother had called me downstairs to tell me I needed to go into the room next to the room she was standing in to let out her dog. I asked her why she called me down for something she could have done herself, and she got really mad. Next thing I knew, she demanded an apology. She hates being made a fool of. Personally, I think if she could just handle her painkillers a little better, she wouldn't have to worry about it. But I gave her a blatantly insincere apology anyways and was banned from the computer for the rest of the night.

It wasn't the computer I was pissed about, it was the situation. WTF, Mom. You can let your dog out of the house, and you don't need to make me run down the steep stairs to get her out for you. More importantly, all she did was sit outside and bark like a moron. Honestly, I still think you could have handled it.

So Myself showed up and my mindset switched. (That's what happens when I switch personalities; My brain setting alternates.) I cursed and swore and scratched myself and started to let my resentment loose. Just as suddenly as it started, it stopped, and a familiar wave of absolute exhaustion crashed over me. I could barely get myself into bed before I fell asleep. However, before Myself left, she wrote a poem to remind me that she was even there. How considerate, Myself. At least it was a nice poem. Of course I would know, because I had to finish it for her since she left too soon.

This is the brief introduction to Itself, and the only one you should need. I/She will be back later, probably. I'll probably set up Myself and Lucia's worlds for them.

Well, lunchtime.

ILU,
Itself AKA Sophie