*drumroll*
"...Jaymee the Clown! The thillietht, goofyitht, fun-loving clown in the whole thtate!"
Jamie felt like her original mind was floating in water, and the deepest depths of that water was Jaymee. She overtook everything, and she was uncertain if she'll ever return to normality. For now, she was in control. Jaymee was uncontrollably laughing at herself in the mirror.
"*giggle* Hehehaha! *snort* Heheha! I look tho thilly!"
Her mind was the tip of the iceberg, and yet under the sea, Jaymee was the majority. She had to overthrow the balance. She had to be the dominating mind. She didn't feel alone. Her nerd side was confused. She didn't mind clowns, but for one to completely change her and leave her in this mental void wasn't fun. She looked through her eyes. She didn't even look like her anymore. Her body was thin, and for some reason, she wasn't comfortable with that look. She was happy with her big look, and that's really all thanks to Dexter helping her accept herself.
"Now, what thould I do netht? *giggle* I know! Time to thpread thome happineth to the town! The people love me here, tho time to thpread thome joy!"
Oh god. She had to stop herself. She had to stop before her mind was completely swamped by her new clown style and Jamie would seize to be. She forced herself to take control, straining her mind to try to take over some part of her body. As Jaymee started to walk out, her arm reached out for any surface to grab and hold onto.
"Huh? Thilly arm! *giggle* You don't want to leave, do ya? *giggle* Come on, let'th go!"
The arm doesn't let go, instead it holds on tight.
"Thilly you, we have to go and make thome people thmile!"
It doesn't move.
Jaymee's impatience wasn't strong, so she tried to pry it off, making it more of a struggle for both Jaymee and Jamie...