“. . . what are those personalities? Do they interact one with another?”

Well, kind of. For instance, the letter G is female and kind of bossy. The other letters get tired of her sometimes. K is also female, more hard-nosed, almost masculine, but fairly likeable. X and Y are male and female respectively, but barely, to the point of androgyny. 1 is male and is a bit put-upon by 2, a female.

“I hereby command you to make me strawberry tiramisu.”

I am always on the lookout for a reason to make sinfully delicious and yet easy-to-prepare desserts, so the answer is: I accept!

The problem with Duvets of Death is that they can’t be kept away by any power on this earth. That goodness we have the Autobots on our side, eh?

I am very interested about the synaesthesia, what are those personalities? Do they interact one with another?

And I hereby command you to make me strawberry tiramisu. The recipe looks amazing indeed. I think that would make a splendid ending to a feast of eggplant parmigiana, no?

And I’m truly sorry if I said anything in our last invisible and physically unpresent conversation that was in any way construed to be offensive or otherwise uncouth. I swear I didn’t mean it.

And worry not, young Sean, I am at least as strange and “abnormal” as you.

And you’d best keep your evil duvets away from me!