Abnormal Norman 3: Test Flight Beta

Abnormal Norman 3: Test Flight Beta
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Be Norman
Four Days after finding the ring.

>You feel your body giving up on you
>Day after day of Rainbow Dash's workout routine makes you feel like you're being punished.
>Worst part is, you get to hear whistles through your ears while Brad can't stop talking on and on about the superhero idea.
>If this is hell, I can't wait to find purgatory.
>Despite the four people pushing you to the limit, the only one who doesn't seem to be interested in this hero business is Flutters.
>The four people who knows about the ring.
>Sentry, who was with you the day of the happening.
>Purple, who was with Flutters that day.
>Flutters, who was simply a helper and a witness to the events.
>And lastly, Rainbow Dash, who was informed of my...predicament.
>Aryan Beauty, Ponka and Applehat have yet to be informed. Perhaps it's for the best that they stay away from this.
>Given Aryan's streak of telling secrets along with her sister being in the journalism club.
>Ponka holds lots of parties, and would most likely not shut up about anything.
>And Applehat has too many relatives. She's like in a web of ears if I tell her that.
>You daydream while walking to school, thinking about Aryan Beauty being a damsel in distress, the Mary Jane to your Peter Parker.
>It's a guilty pleasure you have, wishing your best friend and romantic interest to get hurt just so you could pull off a heroic act.
>>"Norman! FOCUS!"
"Ahh, yeah." You tell her as she bends over to whistle at your ear again.
>You shake these fantasies of and started to think about the workouts and the ring.
>You admit to yourself that Purple's theory of "dubs becomes quads" is starting to become a fact.
>Yesterday you lifted the family car, something you couldn't do with the ring before.
>You found it plausible, but your mind shifts into focus, for you have reached the school door.
>Alright, time for your daily routine. On the left...
>Before you receive your morning's notice, you've noticed that several of the students went pale, as if they've seen a ghost
>You feel a different aura around you
>Investigating, you noticed the archer girl, Lyra Heartstrings.
>You remember her as the girl who almost killed you, along with the whole fainting thing back at the clinic.
>She's walking around with black circles under her eyes, as if she hasn't slept for days
>Her calm eyelids cover 40% of her upper eyes, her calm demeanor gives off a small smirk on her face
>Another student comes to her, worried. It's Octavia.
>"Lyra! I heard you got sick, what ha-"
>She ignores her as if she was just wind passing by.
>You deduce that something's wrong with her, but again, you pay little attention to her once the bell starts to ring.
>She isn't really your close friend after all. Maybe it's just that she's experiencing some high school drama.
"Oh well."
>Yet, you can't stop thinking about 3 days ago. She ran past the track field in a hurry with worry on her face.
>"I guess I'll try to console her later" you tell yourself

After Hours

>Sneaking around silently, you managed to sneak away from Rainbow Dash and Purple.
>They will kill me.
>You arrive back at your house and took off your clothes.
>Looking at the mirror, you noticed that you have indeed, grown bigger. Stronger, but not noticeably larger.
>You look at your box of old clothes, toying with the idea of a costume
>Taking out an old coat, you thought to yourself how it would look.
"Heh."
>Why not?
>You grab a pair of scissors and your mother's sewing kit and you started cutting and sewing, even though you don't know shit about sewing.
>Thread after thread, your ideas flow out like waterfalls .
>The ring protects you from needle pricks, making your inexperienced sewing easier .
>at long last, your alt costume is done. You look at it with seriousness and joy.
>A combination of an old jacket and several other clothing, looking like a hobo's catsuit, filled with stitches and scratches.
>The mask, which a broken football helmet painted and bleached to green for skull protection, and your two old beanies, sewed together to the helmet to cover your whole head.
>After that, you wore it over your head. No mask though. Then again, not like anyone will notice you in there.
>You look at yourself, telling yourself that you look awesome and ridiculous.
>Looking at the mirror, you flex yourself, doing one liners and several other ridiculous things.
>Well, you got this far, why not go out and make a fool out of yourself.
>You thought about it hard. Is this really the first night you'll go out on patrol as a costumed vigilante?
>Not to mention that bullets could still pierce through your skin. You're practically a dude using a Batman cheat code.
>Looking outside, you see the view of houses and buildings. It gives you a dumb look on your face.
>"Alright" you tell yourself
>"Just a night out jogging on buildings...nothing violent"
>You look at the clock. 7:00 PM.
>You grab your backpack and head off onto the night, hoping this wouldn't be the last time you walk.



6:25

Be Lyra
The Streets of Canterlot.
>Your mind is in shambles. Confusion invades your thoughts
>The day you got your first instrument? The day you were born? The day you..."gaah"
>It's happening again.
>You see things you aren't supposed to see. You perceive events before your eyes. Events so small that they aren't even supposed to be witnessed.
>Ever since the day you wore that locket around your neck, you started to see, to feel things. Time temporarily stopped at your will, visions randomly appear before you.
>The one thing you thought would cure the headaches just gave you more problems.
>You couldn't even communicate properly with your mother, much more with your friends.
"..."
>Sitting down by the bench, you look at your locket.
>Whenever you try to take the locket off, you go blind, going back to the abyss.
>You fear for your life, thinking that it would drive you to the brink of insanity.
>You mumble to yourself, ignoring Octavia who's been following you all day.
>You hear her trying to talk to you, but you ignore her further.
>"Blah blah blah" is all you can here. Muffled by your thoughts.
>She goes in front of you, trying to get your attention.
>You then look at her, and cried on her chest.
>"Lyra, what's happening to you?"
"I *sniff* I-I don't know"
>"A-at some *cough* time, I see things. Horrible things. Other times, I see nothing"
>You try telling Octavia what you've been through, but your words confuse her
>"Speak sense! What are you talking about?"
"This...thing"
>You hold the locket in your hand ever so tightly.
"I want to get rid of it, but when I do, I lose my vision and I see nothing"
>Octavia looks in confusion.
>"Can't we take you to the doctor, find out what's wrong with you?"
>You mumble to yourself, saying that you'd go to the madhouse if that happens
>Suddenly, another vision starts. This time you see something familiar.
>7:12 on the clock. Date is same as today
>A local convenient store getting robbed by three thugs with bats, one armed with a pistol
>You watch as the cashier shivers in fear as he extracts the money from the cash register
>You also see your mother, hiding in fear in one of the aisles of the store
>Suddenly a man crashes from the windows
>It looks like a masked hobo wearing a trenchcoat and a helmet
>The masked man insults them, causing them to hit him with a bat. Hobo barely reacts to the metal bat hitting his arm.
>He throws a punch, severely causing pain to the one brute thug
>As he throws a punch, the leader of the pack gets his gun and manages to shoot the hobo
>Blood spills as the vision ends
>"Oh God"
>"Octavia looks at her with worry
>"What...WHAT!?"
>You escape from her yelling "MOM" I'M COMING"
>"LYRA WAIT"
>You decide to stop time, helping you get to the store faster.
>Time stops for 1 minute. You look at your watch as you run. 6:55 PM
>You kept calm and ran on, hoping to reach your mother on time
>As time resumes in a matter of 60 seconds, Octavia notices that you have vanished.
>"W-What?"

Time - 6:45
Be Brad
>"I can't believe Norman bailed on us!" Rainbow  yelled
>It's quarter to 7, and Norman was supposed to meet us at the field for his hero training
>Not. Bradical.
>"I-I'm sure he has a good reason for bailing on us" Flutters said, trying to be neutral
>"If it's because he got lazy, I'm beating the crap out of him tomorrow" Rainbow said.
>Feeling bored, might as well borrow Twilight's notes
"Hey Twily, can I see how our good man is doing?"
>She eagerly lends you the notes while explaining to you about her calculations
>Everything in the notepad is filled with math and equine science. Not sure if you understood anything.
>It's all giberish. There's even a drawing of a horse in here.
>You return the notes with an awkward smile.

>"HAI GUYS!"
>It's Pinkie and Rarity, seemingly upset
>You all greeted them while Twilight backs away due to the guilt of hiding secrets.
>"It's been days since all of us hung out at once. What going on?"
>Flutters stays quiet, Twilight Sparkle kept her nose buried on her notes.
"We've been...err... training Norman so he could fullfill his dreams of joining the olympics!" You tell them.
>"Yeah, he's been training all week. I think he's even gaining one hot body" Rainbow added
>"OOOHH, my little Normy's finally getting fit." Rarity said excitedly.
>Pinkie's also happy for the news, saying they need to surprise him with a pre olympics party
>Before Pinkie could continue, Rarity questioned the group
>"Where is he, then?"
>Crap, a plothole to our clever story.
>The awkwardness is rising, time to get out
>"Oh gee, look at the time"
>It's 7:00
"Listen, there's a big game going on and I don't want to miss it"
>Yeah, good lie
>You briskly walked out, hoping Twilight, Rainbow or Flutter thinks of a better excuse


7:00 - 7:11 Split segment
Be Norman
Rooftops

>Running through the rooftops without a care in the world.
>Holy crap, I'm doing it.
>It's exciting as hell. Almost calming.
>Now I know why Spider-man loved swinging through Queens.
>The ring doubles your jumping and climbing skills, making you feel like a professional runner.
>"WOO HOO" you yell carelessly while running from rooftop to rooftop.
>Feels like the world's your oyster.
>Your enhanced ear hears some of the commotion below you.
>"Mommy there's a ninja on the rooftop" A little boy says to her mother.
>You laugh it off, and continue to freerun in your neighborhood.
>Suddenly, you stop, seeing three suspicious guys enter a convenience store.
 >As you hear a faint scream, you climb to the ledge where the window was, hoping to see more inside the store.
>It's a robbery.
"Oh crap."
>You can't just stand there and watch, there's crime happening
>But you can't fight them, you're inexperience.
>Heart beats faster, your ring lights up in a faint manner.
>You know you can't let this poor guy get robbed, plus there's probably people inside
>Alright, time to go full stealth.
>You jump and try to land on top of the store, but you slip from nervousness, causing you to fall, grab a ledge and break through the window like a madman
>Shit.

Be Lyra
Running through the streets

>Thankfully, those cursed visions have yet to bother you.
>You run through, nose bleeding
>You used your time stopping powers too much, but it doesn't matter
>Your mother's in danger, and nothing will stop you from saving your own mother.

>Leaning towards the wall in an alleyway, you grab your compact harp from your backpack
*KSSHH CLAMP*
>You' customized it so much it's an instrument of harmony and chaos. A harp and a bow
>You look inside your backpack some more
>No arrows in inventory
>You sigh'd, but this isn't the end. All you need to do is to reach the convenience store before 7:11
>Look at your watch. It's 7:10.
>You run like hell.
>As you reach the store, you hear a glass breaking.
>Shit.

Be Brad
Streets

>You're too cool for the awkwardness so you run away to battle another day.
>Feeling hungry. I need a corndog.
>Remember there's a convenience store selling corndogs at cheap prices
>Bradical.
>You rush on and then you see a ninja running through the rooftops
>Whoa, thats something you don't see everyday.
>Suddenly, a faint scream. You couldn't quite make of it though
>Busy admiring ninja
>Ninja hears it, goes to investigate
>Oh crap what's happening
>You go near the convenience store and hid by the dumpster and see some punks robbing up the cashier
>On the left, you see Lyra, rushing and sweating
>On top, you see the ninja, attempting to jump to the roof of the store
>He slips and breaks through the window
>Shit.


End of Part 3