As class was dismissed, Chad appeared in the center of the classroom, courtesy of Instant Transmission. He then proceeded to walk out of the classroom, closed the door, waited exactly three seconds, opened the door again and pimp walked back into the classroom, now wearing a pair of headphones with the volume turned up so loud that you could almost understand the Slipknot lyrics.

Satisfied with his fashionable lateness, Chad looked around the room before tensing his pectoral muscles, causing his black Parkway Drive shirt to explode into tatters, falling past his black-and-neon green Tripp bondage rave pants (with detachable chains and suspenders too short to actually be functional) and steel-toed black Doc Martin Tabi. There he stood, his long, black hair flowing in a non-existent breeze supplied by his own ki, his chest and 8-pack abs bare while the rest of his upper torso was covered in the jet black fur of a SSJ4 Dark Saiyan, his Saiyan tail sweeping back and forth before he opened his mouth to utter the most metal thing ever heard in all of time and existence.

[color=ed1c24]"Brutal."[/color]