Thursday Night Transformin': A FNF TF Saga

This is Madness

This is Madness: Tricky The Clown TF/FTM/MC

[Warning: This Chapter Contains Body Horror, Blood and Gore, Peeling of Skin, Tearing of Body Parts, Screaming, Crying, Mental Corruption, Strong Language, LGBTQ+ Themes, Transformation, Female to Male (Actually Genderless with He/Him Pronouns), Identity Death, Grief/Loss, and Minor Spoilers from Madness Combat. You have been warned.]

There was no telling what just happened yesterday, but Tracey T. Clayton, along with the others who remained, was scared for her life. Tracey, despite being part of the mean girls squad, was always a cowardly girl. Some people say that she is very cowardly, despite her silly demeanor. Yet, people loved her for her silliness, ignoring the fact that Tracey is easily frightened.

Tracey, along with all her friends had bared witness to Helen's transformation into a literal robot, with the memories fading away to top it all off.

Today, Tracey was less gleeful than usual today, her expression rather glum as she didn't want to deal with the reality of it all... they were all targets, including herself, and Tracey knew that Gladys could target her at any time, at any day.

Tracey sat down, sighing to herself as she was contemplating on what happened last night. It was still programming class, but it was just a constant reminder of the wild transformation that had occurred last night.

"Damn it! Why can't people, like, leave my house alone! I mean, like, it is the school's, but still, like, it is my responsibility to maintain my sorority's house!" Tabitha scoffed.
"Yeah, people need to understand that it is wrong to throw a basketball inside of someone's house! Just to transform people, that ain't right!" Agnes nodded in agreement.

"Um, what are you guys talking about?" Hannah asked. Hannah has always been the type of person to talk to Tracey and her friends, especially when there is something going wrong within the group.
"Winston, you don't understand, do you? Helen and Whitney had gone missing, they've transformed into those characters from the game that Brenda is obsessed with!" Rebecca scoffed, "Can you just go sit down and go email Sakura and Diego? Continue to talk to them?"
"I can do that!" Hannah smiled, "But Sonia had told me about the list of people who already have gone and will go missing if we don't act fast!"
"Well, no matter, hope you stay safe, Hannah." Tracey looked at her friend, hoping for the best to happen.

All the while, Sonia, with her only working eye, was paying attention to the mean girl squad, on how they're grieving over the lost of their leader and her best friend. It was good that the head bitch in charge was gone, but it was terrifying for that to happen in that way. Transformation wasn't something that should be wished upon, especially your worst enemies; it was like death itself and other kinds of suffering. It isn't right to wish suffering upon anyone, even if the person was very vile.

"Something isn't right at all, it doesn't sit well with my stomach..." Sonia mumbled to herself as she knew that there wasn't going to be a future for her or anyone in this class if this keeps up.
"Sonia, do you really think that we should give those people sympathy? Even if they have been a jerk to you and your sister?" Sullivan asked.
"I don't know, but I think after a couple of their own had disappeared, transformed into characters, I think we should probably help them, sign them up to..." Sonia lowered her voice to avoid being spotted by Gladys, knowing what happened the last time that Gladys got pissed at her, "Stop Gladys from transforming everyone into those characters?"
"Sure thing." Sullivan mumbled to Sonia and himself.
"Are you sure this is going to work?!" Scott asked.
"It sure is." Sonia sighed.
"What if they don't accept your help? What if they decide to go resolve things on their own?" Suzanne asked, "They'd be doomed!"
"Don't worry, they're desperate enough to get Whitney and Helen back to normal... I think they'd say yes." Sonia sighed.