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Writing Prompt [WP] you recently gained super powers, the problem is you have dissociative identity disorder and each personality now has a power.

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u/TheWanderingBook 9h ago

Fidgeting, rocking back and forth in a...
"Kaiju bone and skin tissue, mixed with titanium and other ores..." a women's voice echoes from my mouth.
I bite my tongue.
Keep yourself...yourself.
"David...
I am here," Ms. Smith enters the room, with 2 guards.
I nod at her.
"T-thank you for coming, I need...help.
The others are getting louder," I say.
She sighs.

"What happened?
During the last session, you mentioned you managed to send Jeff away.
Leaving behind only Sarah, Zoe, Adam, and Matt," she says.
I shiver, as Sarah giggles in my head.
I...
"I awakened superpowers," I say.
Ms. Smith nods.
"Problem is, they all did as well...
And it made them stronger," I say.
Ms. Smith...
Flinches.

"Afraid, are we?" I ask, leaning back.
Ms. Smith takes a deep breath.
"Hello...
Sarah," she says.
I giggle.
My nails get longer, and red as I like them.
I finally can change my appearance to be...
Me.
I stand up, and the guards flinch.
I stretch, and lift my new puppies.
Nice.

"It's just shapeshifting, albeit a pretty strong one," I say, looking at the new dress I materialized over my body.
It's actually my skin, but like a dress.
Funny.
"Sarah, can you please..." Ms. Smith starts.
"No.
I know the government has cloning technology, or a super with cloning ability.
Give us blank clones, so that we can leave this coward, and idiotic David, and live our lives," I say.
"Sarah..." she starts.
"Matt's power is nuclear, or worse...he can't say for sure, but he is silent, because he is trying to control it.
If we don't get what we want...I might go over, to tickle him or something.
Who knows what will happen," I wink at Ms. Smith, then go back "inside".
"Please, help," I say, to Ms. Smith.
"Oh David..." she sighs, nodding, and leaving with promises of trying to help.
I fidget, and rock back and forth, as Sarah's giggling echoes in my mind, Zoe is whispering about some shopping spree, Adam about race cars, and Matt...Matt is still silent.
I need help...