My Tone sings in the minds of my 100,238 selves, a marvelous agglomeration of workers and gardeners and artists and Ambassadors that together compose the singular being that is me. As long as they retain the basic brainwave that allows them to hold my Tone, I can alter their form in nearly any way I require. In this vein I give each of me a different look depending on their purpose or their instrument. We all wear a luxurious red cravat, a signature accessory to go with my signature Tone, that wonderful, extra-dimensional note that binds them together and makes the many one.