So, fun fact: I am #Plural and I share a brain with Morgan le Fay. Yes, that Morgan. King Arthur’s sister. Lady of magic. Possibly turned a guy into a shrub once, I’m not asking questions.

She’s not running the show, don’t worry—I’m still the one pushing buttons and paying bills—but she’s here . Think backseat driver with a crown and a wand. We talk. She listens when the message is meant for her. Sometimes she even opens my mouth for me when someone pisses us both off. It’s teamwork.

And if I suddenly start speaking medieval English or threatening to poof you into a coffee table? That’s just a Tuesday.
before anyone asks, no, I do not dissociate. I do not lose time, none of that. We’re just roommates in my brain, and she might get a hold of the keyboard, so if the Internet blows up, that’s why. The primary holder of the phone is generally known as The Evil Chocolate Cookie.
Edit to add the Camelot crew now has primary control of this account. Merlin has also moved in.