Writing challenge: Calamari

Plotbunny Shelter idea by TVtropes forumer (Wheezy)

The personifications are human, and he wakes up one morning to find they've ALL moved into in his house. The series would be a strange Comedy featuring Calamari trying to go about his daily life while his inner 'child' jumps all over the furniture and vandalizes things, his 'ideal-self' excels in everything he fails at (and treats him like crap) and keeps bringing home random women to make love with, his 'depression' keeps eating up everything in the fridge and locking himself in the bathroom to cry, his repressed anger tries to bonk people on the head.

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Clara: The ideal one and leader of the group. She is a slacker who is brilliant and lazy and doesn't like Calamari.
Mari: The child who is easily excitable and jumps on the bed constantly. Calamari tries to stop him from these.
Lama: The guy who is gibbering constantly and is a perky gothic who is easily angered and brings toolkit for dentistry.
Lobar: The repressed guy who goes crazy over slightest thing and is personification of disliking anything.

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Calamari of Fours
One day, Calamari Yoshiro was helping his friend with the shopping. While Calamari was unpacking his laundry, Ophelia tagged along as well, happily and uncertain about the accommodation space.
"This sounds like a pricey villa" notes Ophelia, tapping the auction sign, "Are you sure you'll be happy living here in Tibet? Since most of the rooms are empty? I doubt you'll have guests coming over for a visit for awhile." Ophelia had an enigmatic smile on her face at that comment.
"I don't like that look you have." Calamari noted. Ophelia just nodded in sync.

Later on Ophelia was washing the dishes and thought about Calamari's situation, she felt sorry that he would be very lonely while living in Tibet and thought of a solution. Finally her eyes fell upon that magic shrine bell in the courtyard, "What if..." she had a lightbulb switch on her mind and she got to work.

The next day Calamari woke up in his doublebed. nothing seemed to be out of place and he sighed with relief. Just then a guy looking almost identical to him knocked him over, "Yo what's up dawgs?" asked Clara, Calamari was confused until a perky goth guy said "Duuude. Everything's like coming up here," Lama dashed out the door and came back with a kit that said "How to prepare for a Zombie Invasion"
"What in the flipping heck is going on?!" screamed Calamari as Clara giggled and doinked him on the head. "Silly boy, we're your Anthropomorphic selves, or what you came up with."
"... Huh. You mean you represent aspects of myself? Good answer!" asked Calamari snidely, grabbing Clara and Lama, "Ophelia will have to answer for these ridiculous caricatures."

Later at the Temple Ophelia Jarret exited the Bhuddist temple as Calamari dragged everyone to the courtyard. "Ophelia! Why did those backpackers arrive outta nowhere."
"What are you talking about?" Ophelia responded, hiding her magical gong behind her back. Calamari saw through that and grabbed the gong from the aghast Buddhist, "Aaah, no." Ophelia responded, "That's my special Feng Shui artifact, it aligns the Shui in the room."
"Likely story," snarled Calamari in apprehension, "What does it also align?"
"... People's personalities?" she sighed, "It brings other homunculus to life as a Tulpa."
"Less wordy definition please." snarled Lama to the confused Tibetan.
"This mystical gong... It splits people's souls into predefined categories in the form of lifelike advisers. It's been in the Jarret family for generations. It brings ghosts in machines to life." Fail.
"Be more confident" Clara slapped Ophelia, "You mean you're the cause of all those weird happenings?!"
"Not exactly. But I can prove it to you." she brightened, banging the gong, before Calamari could react there was sparkly music and another person arrived.
"Hello world!" shouted a childish voice, "I represent Calamari's inner child!"
"Hello dolts of everyone in the stupid negative notion, I present to EVERYONE Calamari's anger management issues."
"This IS gonna get some getting used to," freaked out a poor Calamari as miniture red-head Mari pawed the original owner of the gong and said "Hi lady!" in a cute squeaky voice, "Can I see your sparkles! YAY!"