MSM School!

*I start to get out of the puddle of ichor and I become enraged.Upon enraging i take into the form of a centaur-esque beast,with the upper half of my chest being a darker shade of orange, and my stomach and legs being covered in Ichor, having six Ichor-covered legs, with three on each side, my smile being replaced with a frown, and my white pupils being turned into a glowing red.*W-WHAT'S HAPPENING!?(btw if i spot someone, I will become more distressed and my pupils will shrink in size.)

*Bobette screams, stumbling backward until she hits the far wall. Her eyes are wide with pure terror as she looks at your new, monstrous form.* Bobette: G-Gourdy?! What happened to you?! *Her voice cracks with fear.*

*My tail bristles as I look at her, my red pupils glowing brighter* ...I... I don't know... *I whisper, my voice sounding strained and angry* ...I just feel taller....

*I crouch down to Auglurs level and pick her up*

*Auglur's eyes widen, not with fear, but with intense, scientific curiosity. She looks from your glowing eyes down to the floor, then back at you.* Auglur: So your strength is still considerable. And your grip is precise. What do you intend to do now?

*I stand up still carrying auglur and I put auglur on my back*

*The Wubboxesyell, stumbling back as the magma scorches the pavement where they were standing. The hoses sputter and melt into useless slag.* WubboxLeader: Holy-! Retreat!

*The hallway is empty as you head upstairs, the sound of instruments growing louder. You push open the band room door. Everyhead turns to look at you-a student covered in scorch marks and smelling faintly of smoke and steam.*

*A Pom-Pom twirls to a stop, and theTrumpets fall silent. The director, Maggpi, turns from the conductor's stand.* Maggpi: And you would be?

parlsona:*singing* every monster knows. how the plants grow. and every monster cares. and they know how they shape and they feed them. and they keep them alive. let's watch plants grow. let's watch plants grow.

*Parlsona sings beautifully* Parlsona: Every monster knows... *The Epic Wubboxes weep* Wubbox: We're SO sorry! Please! *Stoowarb has passed out*

twakerr and parlsona:*singing together* everything here is alive

mammoth:*singing*bom. bum bum. bum. bum.

*Mammoth continues singing* Mammoth: Bom. Bum bum. Bum. Bum. *Everyone stares* Stoowarb: WILL SOMEONE EXPLAIN WHAT'S HAPPENING?! *The Epic Wubboxes are now surrounded on all sides* Wubbox: We're trapped!

fwog:*joins in* wawawawawawa

Stoowarb: Good. Now, let's move on to the next topic. The founder of this school was a man named John Doe. Do you know why he started this school?

*You sit in your desk in the corner, drawing some silly doodles in your notebook. You have your hoodie pulled over your head and your tail tucked under the table. Hyehehe is spinning a basketball on his finger. Hoola is waiting patiently for the teacher. Not one member of the Pomily has shown up yet. The Epic Wubboxes are walking smugly around, looking for a victim. Whajje is rampaging around, trying to cause chaos. Yawstrich is being the weird creature he is.*

kaka

*Hyehehe notices you drawing and walks over. He leans over your shoulder to get a better look at the drawing.*