(Just something really quick I wrote. It's a dialogue.)
One: Who are you?
L: Why do you ask?
One: I’ve never felt you before. Where did you come from?
L: Oh, I’ve been here for a while now.
One: Oh…Why have you shown up now?
L: You locked the bigger ones away, so I can talk now.
One: What?
L: We’re not all the same, you know. Some of us are stronger, like that Fivv. I’m surprised you managed to get him locked away.
One: Fivv? Who’s Fivv? The one who talks the most?
L: Yes. Didn’t you know his name?
One: No…I didn’t realize it had a name…
L: We all have names.
One: Who are you then?
L: L.
One: Elle? You’re a girl?
L: I suppose.
One: You don’t have a gender?
L: I don’t think so.
One: You said, uh, Fivv was a ‘him’.
L: He has a gender.
One: Then why don’t you?
L: Never really thought about it before. It took me so forever to get a name in the first place.
One: …Why…?
L: Well like I said, there are stronger ones about so I couldn’t exist with them. So I could only think of my name when I did exist, as you weren’t kind enough to name us after all.
One: What?! Name you?!
L: Of course. We exist in you, so it’s only common courtesy that you name us. But you didn’t, so most of us named ourselves.
One: How many are you?!
L: Oh, I don’t know that.
One: Why not?
L: I can only feel the ones stronger than me, and then only a few weaker.
One: O – o – ohhh…
L: Are you alright? Perhaps you should sit….
Whuffle: That’s not very nice you know, locking L up like that in the middle of a sentence.
One: Oh no! Not another one!
Whuffle: Of course.
One: Who are you now?
Whuffle: I’m Lord Madame Whuffle.
One: Lord Madame? How…? Oh nevermind! You go away too!
SCREECH: If you keep looking us up like that, we’re all going to escape.
One: SHUT UP!!!
Fivv: That one had a point you know, as you can see.
One: Get back in there!
Fivv: No, thank you.
One; Yes! You have to do as I say!
Fivv: Au contraire.
One: BACK!!
L: I think you need to expand your space. There wasn’t enough room for all of us.
One: Is that one gone…?
L: Fivv? Oh yes. But I daresay he’ll be back soon.
One: [sobs]
Elizabeth: One? Why are you crying?
One: They won’t shut up!
Dr. Bowe: Who are you talking to, Elizabeth?
Elizabeth: One.
Dr. Bowe: Oh. One? Your friend?
Elizabeth: Yes, my best friend.
Dr. Bowe: Uh huh. And what’s wrong with One?
Elizabeth: The voices won’t shut up; One always has difficulty with them. I try to help him.
Dr. Bowe: One hears voice too?
Elizabeth: Too? Do you hear voices, Doctor? One isn’t a voice, he’s my friend.
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