- I didn’t believe my eyes; I had good reason not to
- In front of me was a thin outline of a person, not a ghost or anything, he was just… invisible
- “What happened to you Norman, you weren’t like that when we brought you in here”
- “OH I don’t know, perhaps you shouldn’t lock me up in a room full with weird liquids, gasses and other bullshit. Have you tried that, Purple?” his voice was packed with anger and sarcasm, an unholy combination
- Can’t really blame him, I didn’t know what the liquids would do to him, some scientist I am
- Neither of us said anything for 10 minutes or so, he was still angry and I was full of thoughts of what could have gone wrong, besides absolutely everything
- “Hey Norman, would you like to join me for a stroll around the lab?” I ask, mainly to break the silence
- He grunted something that sounded like an OK
- I dug his old beanie out of my pocket; I almost forgot that I had it there
- I hand him the hat, I could feel a death stare coming at me from him
- He puts it on, and just as I expected, the hat just floats about 6 feet above the ground
- We begin walking out of the room, I follow him to make sure that he doesn’t run off and do something stupid
- “Can you do me a favor?” I ask him
- “What?”
- “Come with me to Adam’s room, I think he might be able to help you”
- “Fine”
- I take the lead and guide him to Adam’s, the smell of urine and sweat lies heavy in the air
- Does he ever go home and wash?
- We stop at the door and I start banging on it
- “ADAM!! GET OUT HERE RIGHT NOW” I yell at the top of my voice
- The door swings open and an Adam that looks like he has seen better days show up, with him comes a storm of bad smell; I have to hold my nose to not nod off
- “What’s the matter, Twi, you know I am busy at 3 AM on Sundays” he says, slightly annoyed “besides, what can be so bloody important that you have to wake me up?”
- I then proceed to tell him everything about what I witnessed this afternoon; he’s just standing there looking like a dumb
- “Ok” he finally says “so you’re telling me that you didn’t know what those things do and you decided to lock them in with Norman here, and then he became invisible”
- “Yup”
- Be Norman instead
- Those two idiots are just standing there, arguing about whose fault it was
- And I’m just standing here, masturbating
- Guess this invisibility bollocks wasn’t that bad after all
- After 20 minutes of arguing and thinking, purple finally walks over to me
- “You need to come with us”
- “What if I nope it, I am invisible, after all”
- “You are also naked, remember”
- "please", she does those fucking dog eyes again
- the same eyes that got me in this shit in the first place
- "nope" I say, throwing my beanie at the ground and running away
- I can run really fast now, like really... sonnic the hedgehog wouldn't have shit on me
- >Now I could test all the new shit that had eventually happened to me when all that bullshit liquid started interfering with my blood
- >I take a leap in the air, almost flying across the floor
- >I also try clinging to a wall like I'm fucking spiderman
- >It works
- >holymotherfuckingshit
- >now I have a mission, kinda
- >r-e-v-e-n-g-e
- >Purps'll know that she's alive when I'm after her ass
- >I need something to help me on the way
- >A weapon of sorts
- >no gun, no sports in that
- >A sword would be fun but too heavy and obvious
- >A knife, perfect
- >Now where in the name of the queens right tit would I find one of those
- >ye olde millitary camp
- >I had one, little problem though
- >how would I get out of here
- >the ceiling, the door or a wall
- >Me being the dipshit I am, I opt for the ceiling
- >playing ratchet and clank back in the day certainly helped, cuz I'm walljumping like a motherfucker right now
- >up in the ceiling is a convenient hatch, open it up and slip away
- >now that I'm out of here, I'd best start running
- >we'll be other people while Norman is running, starting with police officer Song(couldn't help it)
- >be Song
- >I've been in this shithole of a town for 17 years
- >nothing has ever happened, not a thing, no muggings, no beatings, nothing
- >makes me wonder why they need a police force in the first place
- >whatever, I get paid so I don't care
- >right now I'm in my office, reading a magazine with naughty images
- >*RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRING*
- >the telephone almost makes me fall out of my chair, damn that thing is loud
- >"Officer Song,clpd, how can I help you?"
- >"Um yeeah, hi, I'm Twilight Sparkle, calling you from the genetics lab under Canterlot High" a voice in the other end speaks
- >"yes"
- >"We have a little problem, you see, our latest test subject escaped the lab about 5 minutes ago, could you send a couple of guys to look for him"
- "what does he look like"
- >"he's invisble, that's the problem"
- "So you are asking me to look for a person that I can't see?"
- >"yes"
- >I just sit there and wonder what this girls has been taking
- "I'll see what I can do"
- >"Thank you officer, we're s *clic*
- >I can't stand her anymore
- >I make a couple of calls and get a team scrambled up shouldn't be a problem
- >they'll be equipped with heat vision, so it should be fast
- >back to my magazine
- >We're Twilight now
- >I got the police to start searching for Norman
- >but if I know him correctly, he won't be easy to find
- >I can only hope
- >Norman again
- >I've got a knife and I'm on my way back
- >I will say, running at 500 km/h is rather amusig
- >I'm close to the lab now
- >Waiiiit a shotguncocking second, is that a police officer
- >the hell is he doing here
- >I better stalk him for a minute or two, before I decide what to do after that
- >fuck that noise, let's stab him
- >I sneak up behind him, making sure to stay absolutley quiet
- >when I'm 7 feet away, I pounce at him, making a very creepy hissing noise and shoving the blade right through his chest
- >he falls down on the grass without a sound, which is good, I don't want to attract too much attention
- >I drag the body into a nearby bush and start making my way towards the lab again
- >prepare yourself purple, you're in for one hell of a ride

