New thread tradition. I'll repos an old story each time we get a new thread so new readers, writers and artists can see what's this about

So, Which story should I repost?

Norman - Party Hard, Flutter Harder
Norman and Brad -
Normal Norman - The Aryan Beauty and the Racist(unf)
Normal Norman - Law Abiding Norman(unf)
Normal Norman - Octavia's Revenge (unf)
Normal Norman - The Pet
Normal Norman - Fanfic #2
Normal Norman - Dinner with Purple
Normal Norman - Trixie's bet. (unf) -
Normal Norman - Octavia & Vinnyl -
Normal Norman - Fanfic #1 (Complete)
Layra side-story (complete) -
Normal Norman - first one shots

>>11221292
The pet.

>>11221409
>another quiet day at school
>who am I kidding; I haven't had a quiet day in all this year
>On my way to school I found some kind of hare or rabbit. As rabbits are not common inside cities I could guess it was someone's pet
>I found it near the school so I stood at the entrance while trying to find it's owner
>Is thit rabbit yours -I yelled to the crowd, but no one answered
>So, I spent the whole day taking care of the creature while looking for its owner
>for some reason, the teachers had no problem with me taking the rabbit to class, as they thought I was reddeming myself by doing a good action for a change
>What the hell? when did I do a bad thing at school? whatever
>The bunny seemed to take a liking to me; or at least it seems to hate everyone else as it puts a "ready to attack" attitude when any person comes near it
>that reminds me that Purple hasn't even looked at me today. Well, I don't mind some peace and quiet for a change
>Didn't they have pets for guys in the store you got that thing? -Lightblue said as she aproached me
>It's not mine, I'm looking for its owner -I replied
>It seems the bunny doesn't hate this bitch as it started to try to call her attention. Is she its owner?
>what a cute little thing. Even the great Trixie can´t resist the urge to pet it -she said as she moved her hand in order to caress the furry rodent
>when her hand was at its reach, the buny used Lightblues arm as a ladder to climb onto her shoulder
>It seems that even the lowest creatures can admire Trixie's greatness.
>as she finished saying that, the bunny began kicking her face
>Damn it Norman, this isn't the last you and your pet will see of the great and talented Trixie -she says as she goes away in shame
>it seems she isn't the owner. afterall
>I'm really liking this bunny. I'm keeping it if I don't find its owner
>then, I noticed Yellow; it seems she had been around me for quite a while. I wonder if she likes bunnies.
>hey Yellow! -I say

>>11221444
>Yellow cowers as if she was discovered doing some crime when I call her
>Would you like to help me in finding the owner of this bunny? -I ask her
>uhm, ehh, Norman -she stutters
>at least stay with me for a bit please, I'm starting to feel lonely -I said as I was used to hang with either Purple, Pink or, when lucky, The Aryan Beauty. But today none of my friends had said a word to me so I was alone with this bunny
>seeing the syncerity of my plea, she stayed with me without uttering a word
>with new found energy as I was no longer alone I continue with my campaign; at the very least the bunny is not agressive to Yellow so I can be assured that she won't be driven away by its antics
>Have you seen the owner of this bunny? -I keep yelling with all my strength
>the crowd of students only replies with snarks such as: ha ha so funneh! Stop being a Faggot! and, Get a life!
>I simply don't Understand what's wrong with these people
>If Purple was here we could have tried using magic; but she was nowhere to be seen
>So I keep the charade until the sun goes down. Yellow has been trying to tell me something but she always gets silent when I look at her; maybe I have too much SWAG
>Once the sun sets, Purple comes to where I am
>Hi Norman, -she says- Have you seen Fluttershy?
>you mean Yellow? there she is -I say as I point at her
>So you finally found your bunny? -Purple said without noticing my dumbfounded look- where was it?
>Norman found my Angel Bunny and Kept doing his best to find me during the whole day -she said with a huge smile on her face
>what? why didn't you say so In all the time you were here with me? -I ask her, obviously annoyed
>it just that ... -she can't say anything to my face; I guess her cuteness can be somewhat annoying
>she then makes Purple talk for her
>Fluttershy says that she tried to tell you but you were so into finding the owner that she couldn't stop you.
>goddamnit Yellow you could have saved me a great deal of time -I thought

>>11221461
>Instead of nagging Yellow who, it seems, had suffered enough today. I simply spoke to Purple
>Why didn't you ask me for help instead?
>It's just that I've been imposing on you so much lately that I thought you would get angry if I asked you for help again
>Of all the times you could have simply not talked to me, you decide to do it when talikng to me would have saved me the whole trouble? -I said, visibly annoyed
>I moved my hand to my eyes, then I took a deep breath and said -well, at least the problem is solved now; sorry for being such a drama queen
>And so ended that day
>before going back home Yellow spoke to me again
>Norman -she meekly says- I thank you from the bottom of my heart
>My heart fluttered for a second. Calm down Norman, you are already in love with The Aryan Beauty, two timing is a big no no.
>not that she's my girlfirend but still

>the next day A poster was pasted in the announcement board. In it there was a picture of me and the bunny, with the caption "beware petnapper"
>I damn this school

the pet END

this is one of the shortest stories

>>11221479
Short but golden.

>Be NN.
>Year 2768 in Equestria School of Advanced Space Travel.
>Get sent on mission to learn about new planet.
>A bunch of brain suckers show up and you're stranded.
>Fight space pirates.
>Defeat horrid monsters.
>Find huge ugly brain.
>Kill ugly brain.
>Escape self-destructing planet base.
>You are Norman Aran.

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>>11219735

>Be Norman
>In the end, I decided I would do it, or atleast give it a try
>If Octavia caught me... well, I don't think she'd call the cops. Maybe
>However, just to be extra sure, I asked Brad to help me out
>"Here we are. Tennpenny Heights." - I said, looking at the large and fancy apartment building infront of us
>"Lets jist stop standin' raun. Cum on." - said Brad. I really hope he decides to drop that stupid irish accent soon
>Getting inside was no problem, seeing as the guards were just there in case someone started trouble
>Going up the elevator or stairs, however, was a different issue
>Both the elevators and doors to the stairs seemed to require either a password or an ID to open
>"So... what now?" - I asked, trying to think of what to do
>Brad beat me to it
>"Oi got it. Wait 'ere." - he said as he went to talk to the receptionist
>"Excuse me, cud yer unlock de elevator for me mucker an' oi?"
>"I'm sorry sir, but I can't do that. Access to rooms is only for residents and their guests." - answered the receptionist
>"Canny yer make an excepshun? Our mucker Renate jist got oyt av de 'ospital an' we want ter make sure she's gran' so." - said Brad
>The receptionists conflicted expression, however, seemed to indicate good news
>"Oh... yes, I heard what happened to Miss Pfeiffer. Poor girl... Oh, alright, I'll make an exception just this once." - she said, walking out from behind her desk and towards the elevator
>Dammit Brad, stop being so cool!
>"Bradical, t'anks!"
>That wasn't a serious request, faget
>Making sure to cover the keypad fully, the receptionist entered a 6-digit password, ordering one of the elevators to come down, a door opening soon after
>"There you go boys. Please don't cause any trouble." - she said, leaving us and going back to her spot
>Entering the elevator, I pressed the button for the eigth floor, patting Brad on the back
>"Nice work buddy."

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>>11221590

>DING
>We reached the eigth floor
>With no one on the halls, we calmly walked towards Octavia's apartment
>"Ok, you keep an eye out while I try to lockpick the door." - I said, Brad acknowledging with a nod
>I immediately got to work with my screwdriver and boby pin
>On an electronic ID lock
>FUCK!
>"We need a new plan..."
>"Hmmm, ah've got it!"
---
>Why the hell did I agree to this?
>"ROI! LEF! ROI! LEF!"
>Currently, we were scaling up the backside of the building with nothing more than two picks each that Brad went home to pick up from his dad's climbing gear
>Somehow, it took me until we were between the fourth and fifth floors to truly realize how terrible an idea this was
>"ROI! LEF! ROI! LEF!" - Brad kept barking as we slowly but surely reached our destination
>I genuinely kneeled down and kissed the floor once we reached the Octavia's balcony
>"Gran' so, lets go inside." - said Brad, opening the unlocked balcony door and entering the living room area
>Once in, I quietly walked around, taking a look everywhere, refamiliarizing myself with the place
>Bathroom, living room, kitchen, and what's in here?
>Opening the last door available, I took a peek inside and barely stopped myself from slamming it shut
>"Waaat's de matter." - asked Brad as I slowly opened the door again to let him see
>Bedroom
>More importantly, with a sleeping Octavia inside
>The two of us just stood there at the door, looking around in doubt
>"So, waaat chucker we chucker?" - asked Brad. I assumed he asked should do now
>As he asked, I noticed the open pill bottle on Octavia's table, remembering she'd broken some ribs
>Painkillers
>If she had taken some before going to sleep, she'd be out cold for a while
>"We look out here first. Make sure to check every single spot. If we don't find anything, we'll come look in here." - I said, lightly pushing Brad back and slowly closing the door
>Taking a second to breath, we began our search for any magic-looking book we could find

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>>11221602

>Searching around the apartment, we made absolutely sure that everything was returned to its proper order
>Ordered books back to bookshelves
>Spread-out books back to wherever they were
>Closed drawers back to being closed
>Open drawers left open
>Octavia's backpack placed back on the couch
>We found ourselves with a rather interesting problem during our search, though
>Every single book
>Every single magazine
>Every single thing with words on it, except for those inside her backpack, were in german
>"Brad, any idea on how we're supposed to identify any magic books if everything is in german?" - I asked, turning around to look for Brad
>And failing to find him...
>"Brad?" - I asked, pacing around momentarily before a door open
>The bedroom door
>With Brad coming out, pulling up his zipper...
>"What the hell were you doing in there?" - I asked with what was quite possible the most horrified expression I've ever had on my face
>"Oi needed ter use 'er gaff av wax." - he answered
>"Gaff av wax?! The hell is a gaff av wa- the bathroom?! Is that what it is?!"
>"Aye, waaat else wud oi be doin' dare?"
>Facepalming nonstop, I pointed him to the guest bathroom door, right next to the couch
>After inflicting enough self-punishment, I took a look around
>We'd basically covered everything already
>"Well..." - I said - "I guess there's just one place left
>Once more, we went into Octavia's room, walking slowly and with extreme care to avoid making any sort of noise
>Using hand signals, I told Brad to look in the closet while I searched in her drawers
>As soon as he nodded in confirmation, we got to work
>I felt like an absolute pervert as I saw the underwear in the top ones
>Making sure there wasn't anything hidden underneath them was even worse
>Thankfully, Brad whistled in my direction, making me turn around to see him holding a black book and the box it had been in, giving me a thumbs up
>"Tavi, you home?" - we heard as the front door beeped
>Oh shit...

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>>11221590
You're Back!

>>11221616
>>11221602
>>11221590


Holy crap!!!!

awesome

>>11221552

I'm glad you liked it, that's one of the ones I've written

>>11221668
Not that I was ever gone. Just waiting for new thread.

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what the fuck is this
this shit isn't even related to mlp

>>11221668
aw shit did i just sage?

>>11221727
It's based on the upcoming movie "My Little Pony: Equestria Girls".

>>11221727
EqG related, so it's close enough. Besides it's funny as hell.

looks like you're our first shitposter

>>11221734
don't worry, Last thread I posted for like 5 hours withou realizin I had normal norman in my subject

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>>11221616
>"Brad?" - I asked, pacing around momentarily before a door opened
>The bedroom door
>With Brad coming out, pulling up his zipper...

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>>11221755

>someone doesn't like something what I like
>H-HE HAS AN OPINION
>call him a shitposter

Nice, you're acting almost that retarded like faggots from fluffy threads

>funny as hell

Wait a sec this thing isn't even funn- oh, I forgot, summer time

>>11221292
Norman - Party Hard, Flutter Harder? Which one is that one?

>>11222706
Brad throws a party at his house, Norman goes, thinks he got lucky with Rarity, ended up sleeping with Fluttershy.

>>11222706
As things are going slow right now, I might repost it if you want

>>11222746
Go for it, I missed that one

>"Hey Norman!"
>You close your locker door and see Brad with a stack of papers in his hands. He hands you a flyer with his face on it, he is wearing shutter shades and a party hat saying #YOLO.
>Brad: "Hey bro, I'm throwing a party this weekend since my parents are going to a couple retreat. Keep it on the down low around the adults. We're going to have some cervezas at it."
>He nudges your arm with his elbow and with a wink. Brad thinks the adults wouldn't know anything about how to say beer in Spanish.
>Brad: "Also can you help me clean up the day after it?"
>Before you can respond he gives you a pat on your back and walks away telling you to look at the flyer for more info.
>Brad: "Thanks! Details at the bottom of the invite."
"Great... Whatever at least I'm going to a party and have some fun."
>You look at the time and date on the flyer and face palm. It says 'This weekend on Swag-urday around 7 p.m.'
"Okay maybe I shouldn't go..."
>On your way out you find Purple and her friends outside with the fliers in their hands. They're talking about the party, there is a divide on if they should go.
>Orange: "Ah don't know Twi, there is alcohol at this shindig. Booze can make you do funny things..."
>Purple: "But this could be a great learning experience!"
>Pinkie: "And a fun one! Imagine all the crazy dancing and the freedom we'll have! I feel like we will all be party animals! Woo hoo!"
>Aryan: "Well, I for one think that it is going to be a fun event. And I do trust that Brad will be a responsible host."
>Blue: "Oh yeah! I am going to have some fun! Brad said there's going to be beer pong. AJ, I got my eye on you."
>Orange just rolls her eyes and crosses her arms.
>Yellow: "Uhm girls... I don't want to go but I'll help with the cleaning."
"Yeah, Brad told me to help out with the cleaning as well."
>The group of girls notice your presence now. They open up to let you in their circle

>>11222779

>Purple: "Hi Norman, are you going to the party too?"
>You were going to answer no but Aryan Beauty changed your mine with what she said.
>Aryan: "I hope you are going Norman, it won't be as fun without you."
"Uh yeah, I am going."
>You give off a smile and fold the flyer and put it in your pocket. The girls decide to go as well with knowing at least two guys would be there with them to make sure they're safe.
>The rest of the week goes by fast and the day came. You told your parents that you were going to hang with Brad and maybe sleepover.
>They were suspicious but after a small talk with them you distracted their worried thoughts with cheese.
"Yeah that deli makes some great fresh mozzarella, maybe you and dad could buy some wine with it."
>"Well... it has been a long time since we had a romantic dinner..."
>Your dad hand goes on your mom's lap and gives a gentle squeeze. Now this is your cue to leave.
"See ya guys!"
>By the time you lock and closed the door they were too busy kissing to notice you leave.
"Phew, now just to get to Brad's house."
>You arrive there a little early but you're not alone. The girls are there as well helping Brad setting things up.
"Hey, glad I'm not the only one here early. So what can I help you guys with?"
>Blue: "We just finished."
>All of you are now in the living room, everything looks alright. Seems Brad thought ahead and moved all the fragile things and valuables into his room and his parents.
>He pulls out a bottle of vodka and pours into red solo cups. He adds fruit punch to it and passes it to everyone.
>"To us, young, naive, good looking, and cool kids. Friends... Thank you and have fun once the party starts."
>You all drink from the cups, Twilight takes a single sip and passes out.
>Brad: "Twily!"

>>11222792
>Orange picks her up and holds her bridal style.
>Orange: "Well, I'm taking this one home... wait does anyone know where Twilight lives?"
>You all shake your heads, no one knows where she lives.
>Brad tries to grab Twilight from Orange's arms but she doesn't let go.
>Brad: "I'll take her to my room to sleep it off."
>Orange: "Don't worry sugarcube, I'll just take her home with me."
>She heads to the exit with Purple in her arms. Blue looks ticked and calls her a chicken.
>Blue: "Why are you leaving? I want to beat you in beer pong!"
>Orange: "No one wins in beer pong, ah don't want ta look like a fool. My uncles end up having fun with the pigs every time they drink."
>You have mixed reactions, Brad has an interested look along with Yellow, and the rest of you are disgusted except for Pinks who didn't get the innuendo.
>Orange: "Just watch out guys..."
>She leaves with Purple in her arms, all of think about what she said. Shit happens sometimes when you drink.
>Yellow starts to head for the exit but Blue stops her.
>Blue: "And where are you heading?"
>Yellow: "H-Home... I really am not much for parties..."
>Blue: "Come on, you never socialize much with the other classmates. Just enjoy tonight Fluttershy."
>Yellow thinks about for half a second and than opens the door but to only be pushed back in as a crowd comes in. Blue grabs her and holds her next to her. She puts an arm around her and tries to calm down her worry.
>Blue: "Don't worry Fluttershy, whats the worst that can happen to you? Just a small headache in the morning."
>Yellow doesn't look convinced but she joins all of you for the party.
>The music starts once the local DJ from school drops by, she hangs and jams in the corner. Everyone is either drinking, talking, dancing, or in a drinking game.

>>11222811
>You try to mingle with your classmates but have small success. Pinkie is owning Blue in beer pong at the same time doing a keg stand, Brad is being a cool host chatting away with everyone, Yellow is no where to be seen, and Aryan Beauty keeps getting hit on. She just politely laughs then moves on her away.
>It looks like she is heading to you, you just chug on another one to calm your nerves from seeing guys hitting on her. She wobbles a bit to you and hugs you.
>Aryan: "Be a dear and give me a kiss."
>You don't say anything, you're too shock from what she said. She just kisses you and you close your eyes. Her tongue just goes in your mouth, you both taste each others alcoholic flavored spit.
>She breaks away and sees the broken hearts she made with that. A little giggle escapes from her lips and brings you back to reality.
>You just kissed Aryan Beauty, no she just kissed you. You have no clue she did it to get away from the desperate guys at the party. But that wouldn't matter either way.
>Aryan Beauty holds on to you and starts to sway a little. You wrap your arms around her and join her.
>You feel so happy, everything is going great for once. Aryan Beauty pulls you down for another kiss and tells you to meet her in Brad's guest room.
>She says she has to freshen up, you just go get another drink from the table. That red solo cup you grabbed is not beer but actually a mix of hard liquor.
>You chug it down and head upstairs. The door is unlock and the room is empty.
>The room only had a lamp to give it light. You turn it on and lay down on the bed.
>You finally feel the alcohol getting to you, the room feels like its spinning. You fight it off and try to open the drawer to look for a condom but only manage to knock down the lamp.
"Fa-uck!"
>The room is dark now but someone opens the door letting the highway light in. You see a female shape at the doorway, she closes the door and stumbles towards you and giggles as she lands on the bed.

>>11222828
>She says your name, you feel her lie next to you filling up your nostrils with her familiar scent. You feel like your body is not under control by you once it knows Aryan Beauty is next to you.
>You start to kiss her and she kisses back. The room is too dark to let you see but doesn't matter now since everything that happens from here is gone once you wake tomorrow.

>Your head is fucking killing you, the sunlight hurts badly. You feel thirsty, confused, a little cold, and groggy.
>A few things from last night comes back to you. Drinking, kissing, and... Having sex with Aryan Beauty.
>There's a lump next to you, you couldn't believe you had sex last night. Aryan beauty had sex with you, the one thing you regret is that you both did it while drunk which ruined how special and meaningful it is.
>Well you can't win everything, you feel a little flush which makes your head feel a little more pain. You rub your head and bear it.
"Dang, I gotta take some aspirin..."
>Aryan Beauty next to you mumbles something and shifts. You look at her and see her beautiful pink hair.
>Wait.
>You slowly reach to pull the sheets, your hand trembles and your fingers grab the sheet.
>The sheet slowly goes down and reveals who actually is next to you.
"Ye-Yellow..."
>You feel sweat going down your head, your heart starts beating faster. This is bad, this very bad because of many reasons.


don't know if end or continue, this is where this story was left

>>11222779
>Swag-urday
I also imagine him using Brad-urday

>>11222828
>Pinkie is owning Blue in beer pong at the same time doing a keg stand
I want to see this drawn with letters saying PARTY HARD

>>11222854
Da-Da-Duun

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>>11221616

>"Tavi?"
>The sound of the front door closing and approaching footsteps might as well have been that of a shotgun being cocked
>Our reaction was fitting enough for both sounds
>Said reaction being, of course, to hide in the bathroom
>As I gently closed the door behind me, I noticed the Brad had not only brought the book he'd shown me, but the whole freaking box
>"What are you doing?! Leave that outside!" - I whispered
>"Naw. Dare were galore av books inside along wi' dis wan. They might be useful!"
>As soon as we heard the bedroom door open, we held our breaths
>"Oh boy. Guess she's was still pretty tired. Well, lets see if I can cook up something." - we heard the DJ girl say from the other side of the door
>With the door closing and footsteps moving away, we could breathe once more
>Taking a peek outside, I tried to think of what to do
>"Ok, Brad, we might be able to get ou- ...what are you doing?" - I asked, just staring at him as he sprayed Octavia's perfume all over himself
>"We nade ter cover ourselves we 'er scent. 'tis de only way we'll blend in wi' our surroundings an' escape."
>That piece of ingenuity apparently triggered break time in my brain
>Walking up to the sink, I took off my hat, turned the cold water handle slightly and washed my face
>How did I get myself in this mess?
>Taking a moment to think, I grabbed my hat, putting it back on
>"Follow me." - I said, slowly walking outside, back into the bedroom
>Once there, we waited for a second to make sure Octavia wasn't waking up
>She wasn't
>With the utmost care, I opened the bedroom door, peeking outside
>Whilst I couldn't see the kitchen, I could hear water boiling, vegetables being cut on a plastic plate, and DJ-girl humming some song
>Dammit
>If she was here to take care of Octavia, we would not have anything remotely close to a clear shot at getting out
>We had to take a risk

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>>11223236
MGS: the escape from Prussia

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>>11223236

>I went out first, heading right for the couch
>Hiding next to it, I took a peek towards the kitchen
>From where I was, I could see DJ-girl in the there, with her headphones on
>If we could avoid making noise, we could get out of here
>Signaling Brad, he came right over
>Taking another peek, I saw her still occupied with preparing food, and decided to take this chance to plot out an escape route
>From where I was, the safest course of action seemed to be to crawl towards the dinner table, hugging the couch
>After that, we'd try to stick right next to the kitchen counter, which would cover us if she decided to turn around
>By pointing to the locations and making simple hand gestures, Brad seemed to understand the plan and agreed
>Seeing as he had the box, I went ahead
>Crawling through the living room was a simple manner
>Reaching the other end of the couch, I eyed the kitchen once more, making sure there was no movement coming from there
>Confirming none, I began crawling towards the dinner table, with Brad right behind
>As soon as I got there however, we began hearing dubstep
>That meant only one thing
>She took off her headphones
>"What is that smell?" - she said, walking out of the kitchen, forcing Brad to go back to cover and made me hide under the table
>Dammit Brad, why'd you have to put on that perfume!
>As she came out of the kitchen though, she didn't go towards Brad
>She came towards me
>Brad and I could do naught but watch as our end approached
>Until a door opened, followed by a yawn
>"Tavi! You're awake!" - said DJ-girl, walking towards the bedroom
>"What are you doing out of bed? You're still recovering." - she said, entering the room, apaprently pushing Octavia in
>This was our chance
>With a speed to make Blue turn green with jealousy, both Brad and I got up and out of our hiding spots
>Despite our rush, we made sure to be as silent as possible with the door
>Opening the door, I let Brad out first, delicately closing it behind me

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>>11223519

>However, I seemed to have been too close to the door, as my red jacket got caught on the side as it closed
>This was bad
>Really, really bad
>I would be able to reopen it unless I got a keycard
>With only one option, I pulled as hard as I could, damning my luck
>As the expected RIIIP sound was heard, I could do nothing but run, lamenting the sacrifice of part of my jacket

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>>11223545
Oh shi-----

Abandon ship Norman, you're fucked

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>>11223545

>Be Renate
>I got to say, those pills work wonders
>I can actually sit upright now!
>And as much as I tend to disagree with her when it comes to pretty much everything, I had to agree with Alvina about staying in bed until I recovered
>Seeing as she came over to cook me dinner, I think this is a perfect opportunity to keep on reading Grandpa Waldemar's memoirs
>Getting out of bed, I went to my closet to pick out one of his books
>"...vhere's ze box?"
>Taking a deep breath, I washed away the sudden rush of anxiety
>I probably put it under the bed and forgot
>"Nein, not zere..."
>Well that was strange
>I checked the drawers, as I might have placed it there for whatever reason
>"..."
>This was getting weird
>Turning around, I returned to the closet, taking out everything on the bottom
>Still not there
>For a moment, I stood paralyzed as I felt my blood freeze
>That was followed by rushing out the door
>"Al! Al!" - I yelled - "Did you take a grey box from mein closet?!"
>"I thought we agreed you wouldn't call me that! But no, why would I take something from your closet?" - she answered
>Turning to look around, I could feel what I could only describe as a panic attack coming over me
>I immediately started running around the apartment, opening drawers and throwing their contents out
>Nothing in the living room
>Nothing in the kitchen
>"Tavi, stop! What are you doing?!"
>Nothing in the bathroom
>Nothing under the TV
>Outside, has to be outside!
>"Wait, where are you going?! You're not even dressed! Stop!" - she yelled, running around the kitchen counter to try and stop me
>Before she could grab me though, I managed to open the door, allowing a piece of red fiber to fall inside, having been hanging from the door
>Picking it up, the material felt quite... familiar
>I was almost sure I'd seen this somewhere
>"Hmm? What's that? Looks like a piece of a jacket" - said Alvina, trying to pull me inside, away from the door
>A red jacket...
>A RED JACKET!!!

>>11224088

oooooooooooooooh

>>11224088
Out of the frying pan and into the fire it would seem.

>>11224088
I still want Norman to find the hat's rune on it so he can plot his own revenge. Preferably using the new dress that she's getting from Rarity.

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>>11221252 (OP)
>Seventh thread.
>The OP's typo still there

>>11224088
And because I forgot:
(54/?)

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>>11224088

>Be Norman
>After that bit of hell, I managed to get back home with Brad, sweaty and tired
>Dinner had already passed, with mom having left mine in the microwave for whenever I came back
>I'll eat that later
>For now, all I wanted was to get back to my room, give Purple the box with all the books, and collapse on my bed
>Brad could be Brad in a corner, I guess
>"Hey Norman. Any luck?" - I heard Purple say as I entered my room
>Without a word, I lifted the box in a victorious manner before putting it on my bed
>"Excellent! Maybe I can figure out how to change Sunset back now." - she said, as I entered Phase 2 of my plan, collapsing on my bed
>"Glad you're happy." - I said -"Though you might have some trouble with the books we brought, seeing as they're all in german."
>Suddenly, I felt a whole lot of pain on my face
>"Norman, just because you feel disappointed about that doesn't mean you have to hurt yourself! Don't do that!" - I heard Purple say - "Trust me, even if it's in another of your world's languages, I'll proably be able to figure it out."
>"Hurting myself? What are you talgrggaackgaa!!!!" - I yelled as my left hand suddenly latched unto my neck, trying to crush it
>I immediately rolled off my bed falling and unto the floor as my own hand was strangling me, trying my hardest to get it off with my right hand
>"That's not funny. Stop it, you're scaring me!"
>"Oi don't tink 'e's messin' raun!" - said Brad, rushing to my aid and holding back my left arm
>"T-thanks... Brad..." - I managed to say between my gasps for air
>However, the calm didn't last long, as I apparently lost control of my legs, made obvious when I involuntarily kicked Brad in the nuts
>My left arm now focused on pulling my hair and my legs took me towards my desk
>"PURPLE, HELP ME!" - I pleaded to her as my right hand punched me across the face repeatedly, while my left hand began smashing my head against the desk over and over again

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>>11224688

>I don't know how she could have helped, or if she even understood what was going on
>Admittedly, neither did I
>However, the terror I felt was something that simply could not be described
>My legs, apparently determining that my head had had enough, decided to take me somewhere else
>Towards the window
>"Oh no, OH NO, HELP ME PLEASE!" - I cried out to anyone as I found myself running striaght to the window
>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- oomf!"
>Had Brad not tackled me to the ground, that would have ended very, very badly
>But it seemed the whole thing wasn't over, as my left hand grabbed a pencil that had fallen to the ground
>With it, it began writing something on the wall
>"Du bist verdammt tot!"
>Suddenly, my body lurched upwards, trying to get Brad off, only resulting in my head hitting the underside of the desk, knocking my hat off
>With that, I could feel my body go limp
>Whatever was happening was over

(55.5/?)

>>11224707
OOOHHHHH SNAP SISTAH!

>>11224707
Finally

Eat me, nao

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>>11224688
>>11224707
Welp, it was nice knowing you Norman, but you dun goof'd now.

>>11222854
I really wanna see what happens next to this one.

Octavianon here. Not entirely satisfied with today's batch, but hopefully they were enjoyable for you all. See you tomorrow-

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>>11225183

>>11225183
I liked it, and I hope to see you again tomorrow

>>11225183
Good work.

>Day career choice day in Equestria High.
>Today is career day (no shit) for your class.
>People from different jobs will come in and take you under their wing for a short period of time.
>Blue got a fighter pilot. Lucky dyke.
>Orange got an orange orchard worker.
>Purp got a librarian. Mainly because no one else wanted to read for the entire time.
>Yellow got a construction worker.
>White Goddess got a grocery store manager. Which is obviously not worthy her beauty.
>Pink got a gun clerk.
>Finally you, you got... a plumber...
>And the worst part is that he's a grubby, short guy who smells awful.
>He promises that it'll be fun. You're still skeptic.
>The first job he takes you to is a strange house.
>He said "Watcha this!" and hops in a fucking drain.
>Eh, you've done worse in this crazy school year.
>Hop the fuck in.
>Find crazy color world.
>Plumber stops smelling bad and has some snappy lookin' overalls on.
>He tells me he's gonna visit the princess in the mushroom kingdom.
>He says "Let's-a go!".
>Both of you are lookin' pretty sharp in your plumber uniforms.
>He meets his green clothed brother along the way.
>You finally get to town.
>Fucking mushroom people everywhere.
>Make it to castle.
>The place is trashed.
>A fucking turtle stole the princess.
>The three of you go to save her.
>Turns out there's a fuck-ton of castles.
>After three days you find the turtle dude.
>He's fucking terrifying and has spikes all over him.
>Dunk his ass in lava.
>Meet princess.
>She's hot, but not Aryan Beauty hot.
>The princess walks over to plumber dudes and you.
>She gives you a fucking kiss on the forehead.
>Go back to home.
>In real time it was seven hours.
>Still be good friends with awesome plumber brothers.
>You are super Mario Norman.

>>11226528

Nice

Soooo, is the Brad writefag still around?
Awaiting the Dash part expectedly...

>>11227653
Here's his pastebin. He posts them there.
http://pastebin.com/u/BasedWritefag

he still hasnt CIRW though

>Day BEEP BEEP BEEP in Equestria High.
>Damn alarm clock just ruined your internal monolog.
>What's this? Did a muscular arm just obliterate the clock?
>That must mean.... You're Muscle Norman! The hunkiest man alive!
>You do your in-bed stretches which cause your -glorious- body to expose veins from under your skin.
>After you've woken up, you start dead lifting five hundred pounds.
>Your breakfast consists of a few diamonds you made from pressing coal together with your hands.
>You say by to inferior parents as you go to school.
>A woman who was driving crashes while staring at your pecks.
>When you get to school you do the usual.
>Start making out with your Aryan Beauty.
>She leads you to the back of school. Obviously needs to feel your muscles pressed up against her.
>After twenty minutes of dominating her mouth with your superior muscle ridden tongue you notice that something must be going on.
>"What's wrong baby? I'm surprised you can still feel your face!" - you ask in your usual powerful tone.
>She orgasms at your manly voice and powerful hands on her body.
>Her skin ripples and changes form on accident because of the pleasure.
>It's some dark skinned hooker with holes in her hair.
>She tells you that Rarity is held captive.
>Also some shit about your big body gives more energy for her to feed from.
>She opens her mouth and starts draining some weird pink air from you.
>It goes on well onto tomorrow.
>The whore gets sleepy.
>"Ready to tell me where she is?" - you ask in your brilliant voice.
>"I-i-in the b-broom closet." she said through exhaustion and another orgasm.
>You punch her so hard in the face that what was previously a person is now a dark red mist cloud in front of you.
>You save Aryan Beauty.
>Make out with the real deal.
>Today was a "Who the fuck was that whore?" day.

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Nice to see this thread still going. Might park later for some writefagging.

>>11228453
how do you come up with these?

your stories are always an interesting read

>>11229444
I do work for AiE and get my practice that way.

>>11227653
>>11227765
Sorry, I was busy with something.

This story will be a little different than the others, though.

>>11229734
It's a story about rape, how different can it be?

>>11229788
>implying

>>11229788
That's like saying that all murder or theft stories are the same

>>11229847
Yeah, but all stories follow some form of narrative similarity, like a monomyth or archetype. All that sets them apart are different settings, situations, and characters. So really, murder is murder, theft is theft, and rape is, well, rape.

>>11230192
This is the reason why FR is tanking.

>>11230192
I'm trying to keep it interesting, but it's difficult to mix it up a bit each time.

>>11230321
Just remember to keep it ______Bradical

>>11230192
Then, all friendships are the same, all love stories are the same, all wars are the same, all families are the same, all humans are the same.
After all, all that sets each one of those things apart are different settings, situations, and characters.

This is what I read in your post

>>11230321
Between all the chaos I thought that the Derpy Saga was lost forever

I just found you were here, guess I should put my reading to date

>>11231328
>>11231468
>>11231432

It seems other anons are finally taking interest on Norman

We should probably go to a draw thread and just request shit for NN.

>>11231660

>>11232066
Dubs confirm Norman is hot shit.

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>>11232066
Wut?

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>yfw Brad stands next to Derpy at the Fall Formal

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>>11233184
>yfw during a part of the Prom scene neither Derpy or Brad are nowhere to be seen.

>>11214110
Being Brad

>I've plotted a great plan to make Rarity mine
>For that I'll use that crazy horse girl and her racist friend
>"Snips, You'll Kidnap the horsefucker" I start giving orders "Snails, find a way to pin it on the racist guy"
>"Once all that is done, I'll beat the crap out of that racist and I'll look as a hero to Rarity"
>"No one will care about what happens to the racist" Snails says
>"And no one will believe he's innocent" Snips adds
>"You plan is foolproof" both of the say
>"That's exaxtly why I'm letting you participate
>"You rock Brad" they say as they take their leave
>For now, I'll just sit and wait

Being Rarity

>After apologizing to Twilight, our relationship went back to how it should be
>On Norman. Well, let's say we have become friends in these past few days
>I've hung out with him a lot
>I know now that he is the one who the school calls a racist, I'm aware that isn't true
>Today, Pinkie, Twilight, Norman and me, are going to have walk on the park and a picnic
>When I get to the`park, Norman is there, but there's no sign of Twilight or Pinkie
>We wait for half an hour
>"It doesn't seem they'll come" Norman says "should we Proceed with our walk, just the two of us?"
>"Yes, why not?" I replied
>We then started moving while chatting
>This may be a good day

>>11232240
Normal Norman's recognized? Yes!

We need norman to meet spike and have a wacky adventure.

How many virgins has Brad defiled? First to guess correctly chooses the next woman.

>>11234124
Yes, specially now that we know he can speak.

In the fanfic I had to write him with no lines at all and it sucked

>>11234202
The Lobster counts?

>>11232240

Everything in this pic made sense except for the Lauren's vision thing. She would have had them all in different bodies but it would have been a "production nightmare" so they simplified.

And her vision for FiM has no bearing on her Galaxy Girls or vice versa; the comparison is flawed.

>>11234259
In the Derpy saga, I mean.

>>11234259
You think that fucking lobster was a virgin?
It was a freaking slut, I tell ya hwat.

>>11234297
42?

>>11234202

CmC's
Sunset
Roseluck

Five?

>>11234297
4?

>>11234422
Getting closer.

>>11234462
nine?

>>11234507
Getting warmer

>>11234559
all of them?

>>11234559
Six?

>>11234652
Winrar.

CMC, Shimmer, Rose, Spitfire.

Who's the lucky girl?

>>11234683
Demon shimmer! Just kidding

Granny SmithKidding again

Applejack

>>11234760
Oh shit nigga

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Next part of the Derpy saga:

http://pastebin.com/JECBY5Dr

>>11234913

Lol at the last line

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>>11234913
>That last line.

>>11235071
>>11235793
So on a scale of 1 to 10, how fucked is Brad?

>>11235875

googolplex/10

Element of loyalty may kick in

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>>11234913
>That Ending Line

>>11233435

Hi, I'm Pinkie, how are you? (you are not supposed to actually speak in this space)
Oh, Okay

>I'm supposed to go for a walk and a picnic with my friends
>But after thinking for a while, a funnier idea came to my mind
>I can see that Normy has taken a liking to my little Rarity, so lets geive him a little push
>Speaking of the devil, there they are. I guess its better to leave them alone, they look so cute together
>I'm watching this until the end
>They walk arround just talking while keeping their distance. It looks as if they will not make any progress, maybe if they spend enough time alone they will get the courage to take the next step
>During the love walk, I see Twilight
>"Rarity, Norman Over..." Before she could finish her greeting I tackled her and hid ourselves behind a bush"

Being Norman

>I think I heard Purple, but when I looked in the direction of her voice I didn't see a thing
>Maybe I've been hanging around with her so much that I'm starting to have hallucinations

Pinkie here again. So as I was saying, I tackled twilight and (Pinkie, please narrate in the green sections only)
okey dokey lokey (...)

>"Pinkie why are you doing this?"
>"Shhhhhhh, don't let them see you, look at how happy they are" I say while pointing Norman and Rarity
>"You're right" says Twilight "they look so happy that they may start singing"
>Some music starts playing out of nowhere, I definitely have to learn how to do that

>*Singing* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ysRm_C56UM
>Rarity:
>There's something sweet
>and almost kind
>But he was mean
>and he was coarse and unrefined
>And now he's dear and so unsure
>I wonder why
>I didn't see it there before

>Norman
>She glanced this way
>I thought I saw
>And when we touched
>she didn't shudder at my hand
>No, it can't be
>I'll just ignore
>But then she's never looked at me
>that way before

>Rarity:
>New and a bit alarming
>Who'd have ever thought
>That this could be
>True. That he's no Prince Charming
>But there's something in him
>That I simply didn't see

>Pinkie and Twilight alternating verses:
>Well, who'd have thought
>Well, bless my soul
>Well, who'd have known
>Well, who, indeed
>And who'd have guessed
>they'd come together on their own
>It's so peculiar. Wait and see

>Both: We'll wait and see
>A few days more
>There may be something there
>that wasn't there before

>Pinkie:You know, perhaps there is something
>there that wasn't there before

>Twilight: There may be something there
>that wasn't there before

>*song end*


(this is practically filler)

hey guys anyone got any vectors of norman?

>>11236771
Being Pinkie

>"I can't believe they sang all that and are not kissing right now" I say
>"It seems they didn't listen to each other's part of the song" says Twilight
>"How is that even possible, are you nuts writefag?" I ask
(Pinkie stop breaking the 4th wall)
>"What is a writefag?" Twilight asks
>"Um, let's not worry about that and keep watching the lovebirds" I answer
>Right after I said that, I see Norman approaching Rarity
>It's time!
>"Aryan Beauty" he says. Can't he call her Rarity? not even this time, I mean...(the rest of Pinkie's complain has been omitted for storytelling reasons)
>(Norman continues his speech unaware of my discusion with his pink friend)
>"May my humble self treat your magnificence to dinner tonight?" wow, that sure was corny (by the way, this is Pinkie)
>"I'd be delighted my courteous gentleman" both of them laughed.
>It seems they were just playing around. I'm seriously disappointed Norman; this was the time to man up
>"Might this generous proposition be considered as a date?" Oooooooooooooooooooooh, she said it, I cant believe it. Now norman, be a man and say yes
>"My lady," He says "It is an honor for my lowly self that you regard a date as a posibility. Therefore..."
>Say it, Say it, Say it
>"It's my commitment and my desire to take your Aryan Beauty"
>"He said it!!! he finally said it" Twilight and I yell as quietly as possible, in order to not be discovered and keep watching the potential couple
>"This must have been the cheesiest invitation to a date that has ever been made; but still, he did it"
>"And the date is tonight Twilight we've gotta go and watch"
>"I don't think I'll go, we shouldn't bother them that much" Twilight says "I'll wait until Norman or Rarity tell me about all this" she has a point, but I'm still going to watch
>After that, Norman walked Rarity home and waited till she closed the door to start his way home
>It seems he's Rarity's type
>Everything's gonna be alright

>>11236778
We wished. Sorry, but none have popped up yet.

>>11236778
Not yet it seems

>>11236799
do any drawfags still come around? or has scruffy screwed them too?

>>11236837
Haven't seen Righteous the last couple of days, and we had one other Anon drawfag, but besides them no.

>>11236902
shame. perhaps when EqG is out/leaked thanks anyway

>>11236924
I hope the thread doesn't get swept away in the shitstorm

>>11237359
This thread was deleted many times, we just kept going

For some reason they don't delete us anymore

norman is in america, right?

>>11238108
He's from Phily so yea.

>>11238123
great, and we dont have a name for his green hipster friend yet right?

>>11238108
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all shooting some D-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys, they were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said "We're moving to a new town and to find a new life"

>>11238194
Instagram Greg?

Ray-ban Ray?

>>11238261
Wouldn't he just be "Green" to Norman?

>>11238280
This

But the others need a way to refer to him

>>11238280
I think he meant what WE are going to call him.

But yes Norman would call him "Green"

>>11238261
scarf scott
or
Trilby Tim
>>11238280
why isnt brad gold? or whatever color he is?

>>11238315
yea that makes sense

>>11238315
Trilby Trevor

>>11238325

Because calling names to the Brad

would not be very rad

also brad is despective enough

So what will we do when we find out his name isn't really, Brad.

>>11238462
mass suicide

>>11238462
His name apparently is Flash Senty, still we will call him Brad.
Much like Ditzy/Derpy

Storywise, Brad is his nickname.

>>11238492
>>11238462
>>11238475
It'd make a good truth or dare/truth serum/you must tell the truth/interrogatory episode.

I'd love to read him crying as he says that brad isn't his actual name

>>11238492
Flash Sentry is quite a retarded name. He will always be Brad to us.

>>11238578
i kinda wish he had been brad the flasher before becoming a rapist

>>11238606
You can always create Brad the flasher stories.
Continuity is optional afterall

OP is Brad

>>11238578
Well, it seems all the pones have different human names, so his name will probably be Fernando Sanchez or something.

>Day “It's gonna be a bright, bright, bright, bright, sun-shiny day”
>Be Norman
>or as all but about 8 people at my school call me “that fucking racist”
>now I'm on my way to history class, American history actually
>and with this school, a usually easy class has turned into one where i can't raise my hand without a glare
>you can’t forget how racially charged history is when people think you're basically Nathan Bedford Forrest
>you enter the class and wave to the teacher, the only friendly person in the classroom to you
>Dr. Whooves is probably one of your best teachers
>He teaches history like he was there...

>>11238833
Dubs confirm that the doctor can travel through time

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>>11238833
>mfw all the BtR writers are gone.

>>11238918
Just believe, they'll come back when all this maelstrom is over and all will be well

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>>11238833
>you take your seat next to this kid with green hair and skin, wearing the most hipster scarf and hat.
>is that a cardigan? Christ...
>he’s listening to his ipod, just like half the other people is the back row, including you some of the time
>but not today, as you find out both your earbuds were smashed from the “fall” you took passing the football players
>smashed by your history book.
>the green kid looks over and scoffs
>”What do you want?” i said cracking my book to the chapter
>”Nothing, i just expected the racist to not have pleb taste in earbuds, at least a headset to keep up with your jacket from disco”
>oh great one of these guys

>>11239195

what an annoying fag.

great, there weren't any characters like that yet.

Keep up the good work

>>11239195
>/mu/

Hue. Liberal use of "plen" incoming.

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>>11239195
>you decide to come back with “at least i don't barrow earrings from my mom”
>oh god the anger, how i love it
>”listen you throwback poser, your belt buckle belongs on a ranch in Texas and your hat belongs in the trash.”
>he did not just say that about your belt buckle
>he did not just say that about your HAT
>”My hat!? From your hat I don't know if you belong at the nearest bronycon or in the closet you’re about to step out of! and with the scarf I’m thinking of the second one.”
>both of your voices became loud enough to be heard by Dr. Whooves.
>”BOYS! Pay attention or you'll both be up at the Principal's office!”
>”yes, Doctor” you both say in unison
>the rest of class you ignore him and he does the same
>as you go out the door to lunch, he walks beside you and begins talking...
I’m at a loss of what to do from here, I’ll read suggestions in the morning and begin writing again

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>>11238240
I couldn't stop myself from associating this with Blueblood

>>11239195
could he be from /mu/? please say no

>>11240730
and you just beat me to that

>>11240793
they keep bitching at each other 'till they become friends.

>>11240851
i was thinking more /fa/ with a little bit of /mu/
and the only reason he hangs out with Norman is that its not mainstream

>Fluttershy
>Not wearing her Hijab

>>11240995
>>>/tumblr

>>11240958
you don't need suggestions then, you idea is great.

just make him similar to purple in his persistance, but more down to earth in his antics

>>11241171
also he should act as a reminder to how casual Norman is

b-u-m-p

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>>11224707

>Be Twilight
>I could'nt sleep
>Not after what happened to Norman earlier
>Him just... being hurt like that... and I couldn't do anything
>The rune I found inside Norman's hat after the fact told me everything I needed to know
>Octavia was behind this
>She probably discovered we now have her spellbooks
>If she comes after us, I need to be ready and warn everyone else

>Be Norman
>Sleeping until late on a saturday is always enjoyable
>Even if my face and head are killing me for some reaso-
>Oh, right
>However, waking up without my hat felt... odd, to say the least
>Finding a rune written inside of it, Purple forbid me from wearing it
>After last night, I have no complaints about it
>10 AM, good time to get out of bed
>Only to find Purple already immersed in the books we brought back
>"Good morning." - I said in a groggy tone
>As expected, no response
>Not pushing for one, I went downstairs to get breakfast
>"Eh, cereal will do." - I said to myself, getting a bowl and milk
>And then I remembered -"Right, the dogs..."
>Grabbing two bowls, I went ahead to fill one with water, and the other one with dog food
>So far, Corgi Shimmer hasn't exactly protested to it
>Not that I would care if she did
>Opening the back door, I went out to the backyard
>Only to see a green, flaming object falling from the sky, headed straight for me
>And almost as soon as I saw it, a purple, semi-transparent barrier appeared between it and myself, stopping it and causing it to drop harmless unto the grass
>Taking a closer look, I noticed it was a brick, with something carved on it
>"If you care about your well-being, you'll return what you took from me."
>NOPE!
>Doing a 360° spin, I moonwalked right back into the house and locked the door
>Fuck you dogs, get your own food!

(56/?)

>>11244503
top lel

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>>11244503

>"Norman, I felt the shield spell I put around the house get casted! What happened?" - asked Purple as I entered my room, NOPE'ing right back into bed
>"Our 'friend' decided to send me a present! Now if you'll excuse me, I'll try wake up from this nightmare." - I answered, closing my eyes and trying to force myself back to sleep
>"This isn't time for jokes. Don't you get that she's really trying to hurt you?!" - she protested to my comment
>"Purple, I think she wants to do something a bit more serious than just 'hurting' me." - I stated sarcastically. This shit's too out of hand
>"Anyway!" - she said, a bit angry at my attitude
>"I've been using your computer to decipher what this book says, and it's proving more difficult than I thought. I'm going at it word by word, but it's as if this language has no order at all!" - she said, failing to notice that to non-english speakers, our own language was like that as well
>Getting out from under the sheets, I turned to see what she meant by 'using your computer'
>Google translator
>To translate a book...
>"So, have you figured out anything then?" - I asked with a sigh
>"Not much, just this." - she said, turning the wheelchair around to show me a picture in the book
>Some kind of circle with lines pointing to its center
>"Looking over the book, I noticed it appeared repeatedly. It's the same rune we found on Sunset and your hat!" - she said, letting google translator handle the pronunciation of the name
>Schwarze sonne, or black sun as it kindly translated
>"Yeah, lets stick to black sun. No way we're going to be able to pronounce the other name." - I pointed out, Purple agreeing with a nod
>"So, anything we can do with that?" - I asked
>"Not until I figure out just what it actually is and what it does." - she answered
>"Right." - I said, jumping out of bed - "I'll just go take a bath then. Yellow is going to help me with the Aryan beauty today, so I've got meet them for lunch and not screw up."

(57/?)

I woke up to see new episodes, I'm pleased

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>>11245057

>Be Rarity
>"He'll be here soon, I'm sure of it." - said Fluttershy in her usual, delicate voice
>"He better be." - I answered - "If he makes us wait, we're leaving."
>"Yeah... I guess that's fair." - she answered

>Be Norman
>Before leaving my house, Purple wrote one of her spell on my arm just in case something bad happened
>Normally, I'd be annoyed
>With what happened last night and today though, better safe than sorry
>As I entered the restaurant, I took a quick look at my watch
>Right on time
>Looking around, I quickly spotted Yellow and Aryan Beauty
>"Good day ladies, how are you today?" - I said as I took a seat at their table
>"We're fine. Now, Norman, I'm here. What did you want?" - said Aryan Beauty, unamused
>"Er... right, so I wanted to apologize for what happened on-"
>"Save it." - she said, cutting me off - "Your behaviour that day was completely reprehensible and childish. If Fluttershy hadn't explained to me that you were just trying to throw me off to make the party an even bigger surprise than it normally would have been, you'd be nothing more than a pig in my book." - she said
>As I looked at Yellow, she gave me a thumbs up and a smile
>Thanks Oba- Yellow!
>"So, I decided I'd to give you another chance, and then I'll decide whether I forgive you or not." - finished the Aryan Beauty
>Setting myself into Don'tblowit mode, I watched my every word and move
>And as lunch came and went, our conversation reached an interesting point
>"You know Norman, you look quite good without your hat."
>"Hehe, you think so?" - I answered, flattered
>"Oh yes. I really don't understand your obsession with it though. It's almost as bad as Tavi's obsession with having her wig on all the time."
>"Wait, you've spoken to her?!" - I asked, surprised
>"Well of course! She's a lovely girl, behaves herself like a true lady should. Been trying to get to know her better lately." - she answered

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>>11245057
>not being able to pronounce German
fucking moron

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>>11246247

>So that was her game. Not only was she attacking me, but she was targeting the Aryan Beauty as well!
>Convincing Aryan Beauty that she was her friend, only to backstab her later and get to me!
>That was a new fucking low if I ever saw one!
>This had just jumped from simply defending myself, to absofuckinglutely personal
>Alright, so this is how you want to play?
>Fine bitch. I'm game. Lets dance
>"Speaking of her, I'm making a dress for her next concert. I have to say, it's coming out great!"
>And now the ball is in my court

(58.5/?)

>>11246273
Oh, hell yes!

>>11246273
this should be renamed to norman's revenge for octavia's revenge

>>11246446

Normal Norman - The Overustle Revengeancing

i hope the ending will end up as norman x octavia
but that's just me

>>11240793
It's making me chuckle, and I like the "hate each other until friends" dynamic. It's cliche but it's fun.

Maybe make Norman's lines of dialogue more pronounced by not making them greentext. With the lack of indents in greentext stories it makes it easier for the reader to know who's talking right away.

>>11246999
Trips confirm.

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>>11246273

>"Here it is!"
>Even though fashion wasn't exactly within my spectrum of interests, I had to admit
>Aryan Beauty definitely put a lot of love and dedication to her work
>The nearly-invisible stitches
>The pleasant combination of colors, in this case a vivid tone of blue with some golden threads
>And an eastern design that made it all work
>If I were a /fa/ggot, I'd probably be drooling right about now
>"Wow... I don't have any words. This is pretty awesome." - I said with genuine admiration
>"Oh you, it's not even finished yet! Save that for later when it's done." - was her answer
>"Alright, alright. Say, would you mind if I helped you out with it?" - I asked
>"Help me? Not to be rude, but I don't think you could actually help me out with this."
>"Hey, you said you'd give me a second chance. Let me make it worth it." - I insisted
>"Oh fine. I guess you could help me with the cleanup and getting some materials if I suddenly run out. What's the worse that could happen?"
>What's the worse that could happen, indeed

And seeing as I can't think of anything else to fill this with in order to get as close as possible to 2000 characters, while at the same time being a small-enough event that doesn't warrant its own part, I name this:
(58.75/?)

>>11247474

No Norman, don't use the dress, it's like rarity's child

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>June 16
>Goes to movie theater
>Have a heavy jacket on and buy a ticket.
>Walk into the theater
>Stand in front of movie screen.
>Remove jacket
>Have this on T-shirt
>Children in theater confused.
>Spaghetti pours into theater, drowning all inside in the pasta reservoir.

>>11247736
>>11247474
Why can't he just tell her it's all her fault? Weather it works or not, it's still what everyone would do in that situation. He could even get Purp to help, she surely would trust her friend after she sustained an injury like that.

>>11247474

Alright, I've reached the point in which I need a bit of help for one particular, plot-critical part in the story. If you don't want spoilers, don't read this post or the ones replying to it. If you want to help, make sure to spoiler your replies.

If you've read up to this point and possess reading comprehension, then you know about the upcoming formal party, and most likely figured out that Norman will do something to the dress once Twilight translates part of the Vril spellbook.
This'll end up causing something really, really bad for Tavi during the formal party Trixie's parents are preparing.
People who will be attending:
-Trixie: Parents' party, after all.
-Rarity: An invitation for her was what Octavia demanded in exchange for playing there.
-Vinyl: Wealthy and Important parents dragged her there in another attempt to get her to become a lady. Only agreed to go because Tavi is playing.

Not sure if I want to involve Trixie in all of this or leave her in the background, but I definitely want to use Vinyl and Rarity.
And here's the kicker: How I use them and write this whole thing depends on what actually happens, and I cannot decide/come up with stuff.
So far I only have two options:
-Her dress gets critical'd by the spell in the middle of her performance and falls to pieces, utterly humiliating her and leaving Rarity feeling like shit later on
-Norman uses some mind control and ends up completely wrecking her performance, ending up in him having her cut her cello's strings with the bow

A second problem is how these two drastically change what happens later.
-Option A: Octavia becomes hostile towards Rarity, thinking she set her up.
-Option B: She breaks into Norman's house, Operation Barbarossa style, finds Twilight with the books and starts targeting her.

So basically, I'd like you guys to help me decide on one, or provide a few more original options besides the "OMG NEKKID" and "Wreck the Cello" ones described.

>>11247772
Plothole detected. Need to bring this into account too and get rid of my dumbs.

>>11247773
I like the idea of the dress being vaporized in the crossfire, and Option A sounds more interesting. I can't really picture Norman mind-controlling anyone.

>>11247772
>>11247789
>>11247772
I'm not sure he actually can. He knows Octavia is responsible for his self-beatup, SS turning into a dog, and the brick falling from the sky, but nothing's tipped him off that she mind controlled him during his day out with Rarity. Although yeah, he should tell her what Octavia's tried doing to him and did to SS.

>>11247871
I'm pretty sure the random blackouts are a red flag for hypnosis. Besides, he saw her hand his his hat back before the party started, then weird shit happened.

>>11247902
Touché

Don't read yif you don't want slightly possible spoilers for Octavia's story

I don't know if you will use this, but the way Norman acts in other stories makes me think that instead of possibly ruining Rarity's dress, he'll just use some kind of magic nullifying field spell. Then he'll do something like in the masked ball scene of the man in the Iron mask. Some kind of mind trick to Make Octavia lose her cool

Octavia, as corrupted as she is, maybe thought of just using magic to gain the audience's attention, which will make her commit mistakes when she notices her magic isn't working. Those mistakes are obviously just noticed by a trained ear, so to octavia they are like fatal wounds, despite no one in the audience cares.

Norman's mind tricks will anger her so much that she quits in the middle of the performance.

Norman makes sure to tell her that he was responsible of all that so Rarity doesn't get caught in the cross-fire. He always seems to take blame for these kinds of things afterall

>>11247978
>>11247773

forgot to quote

>>11247815

Yeah, you're right. Norman doesn't seem the type to try something like B.

>>11247978

... holy shit anon. Yes, I can see this working very, VERY well. I want to see what others want to suggest first, but I'm liking this so far.

And of course, need to fix the little issue brought up by >>11247772

>>11248080

Don't read the spoilers if you don't want spoilers
The issue with Norman not telling Rarity can be solved by him not wanting to ruin one of the Aryan Beauty's frienships. So as to not break her heart.
She may get to know about all that happened, but once all is over.

>>11248157
True, that's well in-character with what Norman would do. Protect Rarity from all forms of harm.

I gotta bump the thread with no content this time, but I trust that new stories are soon to appear

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>>11240793
>”so how does it feel to have the whole school hate you anyway?”
“Listen, I’ve been through a lot of crap this year, so why don’t you just leave me alone?”
>”hey hey, wait a second. I’m trying to find out a little more about this guy the rest of the school seems to hate for some reason before i make my opinion, more than the rest of the school has done for you.”
“thanks?”
>”don't mention it, besides, you helping to keep up my image.”
“What do you mean by that?”
>”hanging out with you definitely isn't mainstream”
Goddamn it.
well he’s trying to be your friend and you are kind of short on those
>you both enter the lunchroom and you see Purple and Yellow at the table
>and yellow looks... upset? pissed?
>you go to sit down with Green in tow and you listen in to their conversation
>"Really Twilight, what kind of dog is Spike?"
>"I've told you he's not really a dog, he's a dragon!"
>you just roll your eyes and turn towards Green

>>11250355
great

>”hanging out with you definitely isn't mainstream”

this line is gold

>>11250355
“well what do you want to know Green?”
>”not much, what do you spend your days doing Racist?”
“School, home, xbox, talk to Purple here, and occasionally I hang out with Purple’s friends. And can you not call me Racist?”
>”Can you not call me Green?”
>Point taken
“Sorry, it just how I refer to people”
>”I get it, I won't take it personally, as long as you don't take ‘Racist’ personally.”
“I really can’t, i get called it so much”
>”Good, and really, as far as I can tell, you're not that interesting. Really you're more... normal.”
“Thanks?”
>”But what's wrong with your friend?”
“Purple? Oh she's just odd. Talks about this horse world she’s from, smart though.”
>”Yea of heard of her, I just thought you might know more.”
>”Hey Norman, who’s your friend?”
You look at Purple and open your mouth hesitantly
“Oh this is...”
>”Scott, my name’s Scott. Who are you two?”
>We’re Norman’s friends, I’m Twilight.
>”and I’m Fluttershy”
You could just barely hear Yellow say her name, so you know Green didn't hear her

>>11252119

I'm watching, please go on

>>11252240
sorry gotta leave
ill be back later tonight to write more

>>11253291
no probs, take your time

You guys are amazing here.

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>tfw I'll have to avoid this board for a month or so until the EqG DVD comes out.

Even if the plot is that generic cliches we love to hate, I'd still like to experience it unspoiled and with no expectations.

>>11256525
>A month
Dude, it'll most likely get leaked into the interent on the first day of its release. Just Download it then.

I'm starting the next part of the Derpy story soon. Expect it within a few hours.

>>11257168
hell yeah

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>>11236788

Being Norman

>I can't believe how quickly it all developed
>But here I am, about to have a date with The one and only Aryan Beauty
>I somehow booked a fancy restaurant with the little time I had
>Got my best clothes and went to her place
>I am now at her door. Let's take a deep breath and calm down before knocking
>Then she opens the door, the most beautiful being in this world, and she was waiting for me
>"Shall we go now?" she asked
>"Your wish is my command"
>We walked towards the restaurant while people turned around to look at us, especifically they wanted to see The Aryan Beauty
>She was the very definition of elegance
>wearing a fancy dress she moves gracefully, her walking motion is similar to a carefully planned choreography all around her was a fancy harmony
>"I must say that you look stunning" I say while trying to look cool
>"Why, thank you" she says "it means a lot coming from you"
>We arrive to the restaurant, we have a delicious dinner while we have a wonderful conversation
>the date is perfect

Pinkie Pie here

>Of course I'm watching every single detail of this date
>Norman and Rarity look very good together; it seems she finally found her prince
>I'm so happy I could sing right now
>*Music starts out of nowhere
>Oh yeah, I did it!

>*Singing* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9qtTPTxvoPA

>Pinkie:
>Tale as old as time
>True as it can be
>Barely even friends
>Then somebody bends
>Unexpectedly
>Just a little change
>Small to say the least
>Both a little scared
>Neither one prepared
>Beauty and and Racist
>Everjust the same
>Ever a surprise
>Ever as before
>Everjust as sure
>As the sun will rise
>Tale as old as time
>Tune as old as song
>Bittersweet and strange
>Finding you can change
>Learning you were wrong
>Certain as the sun
>Rising in the east
>Tale as old as time
>Song as old as rhyme
>Beauty and Racist
>Tale as old as time
>Song as old as rhyme
>Beauty and Racist

>*song end*

Pic is what I imagined as Rarity's dress. I know it sucks

>>11260154

Pinkie Pie here

>They are having a great time it seems
>Once dinner was over, the potential couple took a walk; Norman, being the gentleman he is, lends his jacket to Rarity because it is a very cold night, specially for her because she's wearing just a dress
>During their walk some girls from school saw them
>"It seems we are looking at white supremacy here" says one of them
>"So miss perfection is a racist too, this must be known by the school" says other one
>"Rarity's time as the most perfect girl is now over" another one says
>It seems they are envious of her
>Girls can be very evil some times

Being Norman

>"Aryan Beauty," I whisper with pain in my heart "I guess our first date is also our last one. I can't have you living under this stigma as have been doing"
>"She's here with me because I deserve the purest of the aryans and the greatest of the beauties" I spoke to the group in front of us, digging my own grave but trying to save my goddess from this curse "I'm using her purple friend as a leverage to get her to do whatever I ask, or else..."

I'm Pinkie

>What are you even thinking Norman, you are making things worse
>Suddenly I notice Snails is near them talking on his phone "We can pin it on Norman now, go get the girl"
>I have a bad feeling about this
>It seems Norman did his best to enrage the group of girls. They got so angry that their boyfriens who weren't that far from there are now chasing him
>Rarity is now alone, so I go and make her company on her way home
>"Everything was going so well" she says, with a disappointed look in her face
>"Well Norman had his reasons it seems" I said trying to cheer her up "at the very least they won't be spreading rumors about you"
>"But I don't care about those rumors" she says while tears form on her eyes
>Norman, once I get Rarity to her home I'm coming after you

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>>11260154

>>11260255

Being Norman

>I'm doing my best to outrun those faggots, I'd fight them but they are just too many I guess this'll be my last day with this face
>As I was distracted I failed to notice an arm which popped out from an open door and took me inside the building as my chasers ran past me
>It's Pink
>"Oh, Pink" I say "you don't know how grateful I am, you really saved me here"
>She slaps my face
>"Why Norman, how could you do this?" she says "your date was going so well and then you ruin it because you decided to be a jerk to some random guys"
>"You don't understand Pink, the constant harassment I receive every day is a heavy burden which I don't want The Aryan Beauty to carry" It seems I played the classy gentleman game too much today
>"Why is that?" she asks
>"Because I love her, and I don't want to be the cause of any harm that may come to her. Even if I have to increase my daily suffering"
>"If she is happy and well, I will be too"
>After that exchange of words Pink became silent, this is a miracle, but right now no miracle could lift my spirit
>I walk Pink to her place and then I go to my home in order to rest from this bitter-sweet experience
>This night is too cold to walk without a jacket

All I've got for now. I thought adapting instead of creating would be easier. But then again Norman is not a monster who lives in a secluded castle

>>11260265
Thanks

>>11260335
>implying he doesn't live in the basement of his mother's house/

>>11260357
oh right, How could I ommit that

>>11260283
so it ends here?

Will it ever be safe to make another BtR thread?"

>>11261779
Probably, the coast seems clear but it still feels risky as mods are currently around /mlp/

>>11261779
try it as an anon so you can evade later

>>11261800
I'll play it safe, besides most of the BtR readers are here anyway.

>>11261779
Well guess it's time for Brad to retire his old ways and focus on becoming a Analyst & Therapist.

I'm still writing, so bump

>Be day THE TIIIIME HAS COME TO AN EEEEEEND
>For fuck's sake, this is not a good day to be Normal Norman.
>Unfortunately for you, you're stuck with being you.
>Rounding a bend, you fly past Purple and Blue with more haste than either thought you capable of.
>They're given a brief moment to wonder why before the answer makes itself clear, as a massive wad of blue muscle barrels after you.
>Why? Because you're a fucking stormfag, duh. That is literally what anyone else would say outside of purple, her pals, and Brad.
>Who, to his credit, was trailing this guy, but his protests fell on deaf ears.
>You round another corner--
>Oh shit, dead end.
>He has you cornered. Charging forward, yet close to his last breath, you find yourself out of options. You remember training a little wrestling and MMA back in Philly...
>You shoot forward to meet him, dropping your waist and locking your arms around his legs.
>Clamping inward, you grit your teeth and surge upwards with your legs.
>RULES OF NATURE
>AND THEY RUN WHEN THE SUN COMES OUT
>WITH THEIR LIVES ON THE LINE
>ALIVE
>FOR A WHIIILE
>GOTTA FOLLOW THE LAWS OF THE WIIIIIIIIIIIIILD
>You both descend with a dull thud on the tile...
>And you wake up in History, with none other than Purple lecturing you about sleeping in class.
>Goddammit, Purple.

>>11265614
hahaha, I love that kind of story

I wish we could read more Party Hard, Flutter Harder
Mainly because of personal motivation reasons

>>11261886
Tool, is that you?

>>11265614
Meant to ask this post, sorry

>>11266200
Nope I was just making a AD joke Analyst & Therapist= analrapist