The Deceiving of the mystery man

As my heart stopped pounding from the pure adrenaline rush that only comes with killing one so digustingly vile, I remembered what I had written in brown chalk on Flo's boxers- and tried to figure out why the hell i wrote it. It must have been in the sub-conscience, I thought, something to help me with a problem i didn't even know I had yet.As if in answer to my thoughts, as I somersaulted from the spire of Big School I heard a voice. It was the voice of the Llama (All Hail) 'There is one who wishes to know why you wear the armour of the Gorrilla, he means you harm. As I made my way to the next lesson I began to wonder 2 things; who was this mysterious figure who looked set to haunt my existence, and how on earth did I get on top of Big School??? Oh yeah, one other, why was I sucking the moisture out of every piece of fruit I saw? Could all of these have something to do with each other. I reached room 5 and the promised delights of a DJ Wise history lesson. I told myself 'BE BOLD, BE BRAVE, BE FREE'. Now let the torture begin.