Ever wonder how everything just makes sense? Like, you think about math really deeply, and you couldn't imagine any other way that math could work because it'd be illogical. There's a reason for that. Sometimes the things God makes doesn't fit with everything else. Like a puzzle piece trying to jam itself into a rubics cube. But God doesn't discard them and deem them as failures; he gives them their own place.
This place is God's Transdimensional School for Abnormals.
Everyone and everything, from the Glass Colors of Alpha Centauri, to the undulating Quark Beasts, a strange species of soundwaves. All congregate in GTS to learn how to fit in and survive in the normal world. God Himself is the dean here at GTS, and he is the one who decides whether or not you're ready to graduate from GTS.
You are half-abnormal. Through some strange, illogical plot, your mother did it with some thing and had you. Your powers are unraveling normality, and thus you are to attend GTS for the sake of everyone who values reality. What awaits you is a journey filled with friends, bullies, friendly bullies, walking sounds, debating colors and self-discovery.
Please hum your information on the enrollment song:
Name: Your human name.
Gender:
Father's Race: The wackier the better. Here are some examples:
-Quark Beast. Sentient soundwaves that prowl the frequencies and eat melody.
-Proton. Yes, your mom did it with a proton.
-Time Paradox. Your dad was actually you, but he wasn't you because he killed your grandfather first, so he stopped existing but your mom was already pregnant. Your dad never existed, because it was impossible for him to exist, but he had you, so he did exist. You're half-half.
-Ice Cream. In dimension 420, an Ice Cream killed Hitler because he choked on the cone. To thank ice cream, the world's best scientists made them sentient and hailed them as gods.
(Kinda inspired by Filthy Frank's multiverse. Except less racist and hurtful.)