This is just a brief description of my unique situation. Read it or do not: I put it here, as I mention later, because some people were asking a lot of questions, so I wanted to just put it out there, nice and blunt.
I'm a younger man with a penchant for writing. I won't share the story in its entirety, purely because it's personal, but a rough childhood lead to a 'splintering' of personalities. While I am not technically schizophrenic, nor do I have D.I.D, (Dis-associative identity disorder) my situation has been compared to both, with numerous (By now, eleven years later, a few hundred) individual splinters of personality in my head having taken shape as beings with individual personality and thought.
So basically I hear voices. And they become the characters with whom I write all that I create.
And no. The voices do -not- tell me to kill people. I do that myself.
But no, humor aside, the above is true, and is the reason I write. On a more specific note, it is -not- so bad that I am considered ill in any way. It's like having imaginary friends. I -know- they aren't real, and comprehend the boundaries between fantasy and reality with perfect clarity. But they each have their own personalities, their own thoughts. So if we RP, or talk for a while, and you occasionally hear me mention a character as if they're a person I know and speak to, this is why- I'm not just batshit insane.
Well, I am. But that's not the cause or a symptom.
I bring this up solely because a few people were asking a lot of questions. So, I dropped the story here! Feel free to ask about it, but don't expect any comprehensible reply half the time. It's incredibly hard to explain sometimes.