Abnormal Norman 4: Team-up from the Dump
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7:11 Split Segment
Be Norman
 
"Ahh! My ass!"
>Fell from the window, now three guys are looking at me
>"The hell are you supposed to be?"
"I...I'm the bane of your existence, and you guys are going down."
>You can feel your body cringing to the core.
>That was horrible.
>Comic book heroes make it way too easy to make a quip
>"Is this asshole serious?!" The thug asks his people.
>"Boy, are you high or something?"
>You're sweating like bullets, but you don't stand down.
>With a fighting stance, you went on to taunt the thugs.
"Let's finish this quickly. I have a date with your sister."
>There we go, that was a good insult, but a bit generic
>Oh shit the dude's eyes are bulging out in anger
>"YOU'RE DEAD ASSHOLE"
"AHH!"
>In a moment's flash, you unleash an unholy punch.
 
>|PIISHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWW|
>With that punch, the man was launched to the wall like a dart.  The impact was extremely painful for the man.
 >He was no match for the speed of your fist.
>Oh wow, that felt easy. Now for these two blokes
>"Oh HELL no, bitch!" The robber said as he took his pistol out
>The thug rapidly shoots 3 shots. Two of those hit you where you stand
"GRAAAAH"
>HOLY SHIT THAT HURT
>Looking at your stomach. It's turning red. Your leg bleeds but it's nothing compared to a bullet to the intestine
>"YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST COME HERE AND KICK OUR ASSES FOOL?"
>The two remaining thugs took their bats and proceeded to hit you with all their might
>"YOU'RE IN FOR A WORLD OF PAIN MOTHER FUCKER"
>As the bats hit your bones, you yell like a dog . The ring doubles your strength, but not your ability to withstand pain
>So... this is it huh. This is how you die
>You begin to lose focus, bats hitting your elbows, ribs and helmet
>Suddenly a faint voice from the distance
>"You mess with him, you mess with me!"
>You use up all your strength to lift your head up to look who it was
>A man in a grey jacket wearing football gear
>And he's wearing his underwear over his pants
>"What the hell...Ack!"
 
7:11 Split Segment
Be Lyra
 
>Hide  by the wall next to the dumpster
>You can hear the hobo in the trench coat telling the thugs about being the bane of their resistance.
>It's happening. Blood will be spilled, but you could care less about the masked man.
>You do a roll and sneak by the store door.
>Tapping lightly, you got your scared mother's attention, who was hiding behind the aisle of junk food
>Mother is in tears. Understandable due to a traumatic incident she had when she was a child.
>She's petrified by fear, and you couldn't coax her to come out.
>|PIISHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWW|
>There goes the first punch, now goes the pistol.
>BANG!BANG!BANG! went the piece.
>Why the hell aren't there any police around here?
>They're beating the man up without remorse.
>Third guy still holding his stomach in pain.
>Oh god, you don't know what to do. You sweat in fear.
>Try to use time stopping powers. Can't. Your mind can only handle so much in one day.
>Suddenly a shadow glides through the door.
>A man in football gear proudly walks in the store.
>Thugs stops beating the hobo up in confusion of the new challenger.
>...is he wearing his underwear out?.
 
7:11 Split Segment
Be Brad
 
>Holy shit the ninja went through the window
>You're hiding besides the dumpster, spectating from a window
>Ninja speaks something about the Bane of their assistance
>...
"Wait a tick...that voice, those fists, that bulge."
>IT'S NORMAN!
>HOLY CRAP IT'S HIS FIRST GIG AS A SUPERHERO!
>|PIISHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWW|
>You watch gleefully as you spectate on your best bro take out one of the thugs.
"Oh boy, it's happening!"
>But wait, the other guy brought a gun
>Three bangs, two went in.
>Shit, Norman's down.
"Oh crap oh crap, what do I do?
>You thought to yourself that every hero needs a sidekick.
>And you're perfect for the job.
>You take your football gear out of your bag.
>Helmet, Shoulder padding, gloves.
>You strip your pants to wear your underwear out.
>Under the belief that it's good luck to do this as a debuting vigilante.
>It's not cool to argue with flawless logic.
>You rush in, bust up in the store.
>"HEY!" you yell at them.
>They look at you with confusion, you look at them with determination.
>"You mess with him, you mess with me!".
 
 
 
 
Be Rarity
Home
 
>Something's wrong with my friends. They're hiding something. From me and Pinkie
>Looking at Pinkie, she seems a bit oblivious to all of it, but it's not the least of your problems
>"It's Norman. He seems to be the center of all this" you theorized.
>Twilight and Flutters don't dare talk about all this. Only Brad and Rainbow could spill the beans without looking like they're making up a story.
>What could they possibly hide from us, and why?
>Well, at least my dear Norman's getting fitter by the second, if he really was working out
>Pretty soon, he'll gain muscles from lifting, and then his body...his sweaty sweaty body.
>GAH...what am I thinking.
>You blush in embarrassment as you try to do your homework.
 
Be Lyra Heartstrings
Store
 
>You look in a surprised manner as some crazy guy busts in a robbery wearing a football helmet and his underoos out.
>"What the hell is up with this town?" says the thug with the gun.
>Before the man could even hold the pistol on the new guy's head, he tackles the armed goon to the ground.
>Second guy swings his bat down to hit the challenger but he dodges on time and the bat hits the armed thug.
>Third guy recovers from the hobo's punch and elbows the challenger, causing him to be stunned.
>You rush inside the store while the crazies battle it out. Got to know how mom is doing
>"C'mon mom" you whisper. "we gotta get out of here!"
>You check how the guys are doing
>Challenger get's his helmet confiscated and gets a punch from second guy
>You recognize the guy. It's Flash Sentry!
>The hell is he doing?!?
>But wait, where's the masked hobo?
>Third guy about to swing his bat onto Brad's face
>Masked hobo out of nowhere jumps from the shelf aisle and hits the armed goon with a bottle of scotch.
>Armed with a broken bottle in his hand and the thug's bat on the other, he gives no mind on his bleeding stomach and body.
>Second guy charges in, throwing a straight punch to his jaw.
>Masked hobo returns the favor by hitting the guy with the bat, and then scars his face with the broken bottle.
>Armed guy looks like he's shitting himself.
"Come on, mom we have to go."
>You take your mother by the hand and slipped right out of there.
>"H-Huh? HEY!"
>Shit, the armed guy saw us
>He ran towards us and shoved me aside and took my mother hostage
>"AAAAAAAAIIIIE!"
>"HAHAH!"
"YOU BASTARD"
>Brad stood up as the masked man took notice after beating the second guy up
>"ALRIGHT, YOU NIGGAS BETTER DO AS I SAY, OR THIS IS GONNA GET REAL MESSY"
>You look at the thug with anger
>No one holds a gun on your dear mother.
"HUUUURUGGHHHH"
>Sound slowly dims below the hearing line. Cuts forming inside your nose.
>Using all the remaining strength you have, you stopped time for the fourth time this day.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH..."
>The pain is unbearable.
>Blood gushes from your nose and mouth as everyone holds their position.
>Man's grip and wrist is too strong to pull away from your mother's neck, so you do what needs to be done.
>You grab the man's wrist and proceeded to break his fingers, every last one with a glass shard.
>40 seconds in. You can feel time coming back soon.
>Grab a bottle, straight kick to the nuts
>59 seconds, you ready your position
>Time flows back in.
 
Be Norman
In Pain
 
>This is the most painful day you've had
>Blood gushing from your stomach, all this because you wanted to stop some goons from stealing shekels
>See this asshole taking some mother hostage
>Wait a minute, you recognize the girl he just shoved
>It's Lyra, and her eyes went blue for 2 seconds
>Suddenly the man jumps up and down in pain
>Holding his hand, and then his crotch, he bends over to the agony
>"OH GOD. OH SHIT" the man whimpers
>You look at Brad in confusion.
>Lyra raises the bottle and weakly hits it on the dude's head
>The man lies down, seemingly unconscious from the event.
>You look at Lyra and Brad, both of which tired from the battle that had taken place in this very store.
>Silence everywhere. You don't seem to realize what was happening.
>"Holy shit we need to get you guys to a hospital!" Brad told you and Lyra.
>Frankly, he's the only one here who isn't bleeding like hell.
>I held my stomach and leaned towards the wall. The cashier already dialled 9-11.
>You unmasked yourself. Was getting hot from the sweat and fear
>Lyra asked her mother if she was alright. Brad kept on laughing at the whole ordeal
>Police sirens come
>"Shit man, we gotta go" Brad insists.
"Can't run . This hurts like a bitch"
>You can't escape, but you know you can't get arrested for vigilantism and stuff.
>You look around, and you see a shadow standing by the distance. It looks like a lady's body, but your vision is blurred by the black eye you got.
>At long last, you begin pass out.
>"NORMAN" you hear Brad yell.
>Darkness invades your mind. Too much beatings.
>You let go of your consciousness for a good night's sleep.
 
End of Chapter 4