Stories set in the Oversaturated World, some silly, some less so.
Indigo Zap looked down from on high. There were times when she found it hard not to sneer at the teeming masses below. Not to revel in how most of them could not even fathom the freedom she possessed, and how the rest could not compare to her magnificence. Pity and scorn warred in her mind as she beheld the gathered souls below, and even she could not say which would win in the end.
For today, for this moment, pity waxed. They were insects, yes, but they were her insects. They were Shadowbolts, and by definition that made them the best there were. It was only a matter of time before that inevitable truth reasserted itself. She and they would both surpass all those who claimed superiority. Even the so-called goddess would—
"Will you be joining us today, Miss Zap?"
The voice came from far too close. Indigo turned to see who had invaded her empyrean sanctum... and wilted. "Yes, Dean Cadence." She reluctantly followed the dean down to the base earth, upon which she would have to tread.
For now.
"Hey there, Indigo!" Sour Sweet waved at the girl who'd been hovering over the school since the lunch bell rang. Her expression flicked from wide grin to flat stare. "You gonna eat or what?"
"The holy need not pollute their bodies with mortal dross."
Sour rolled her eyes and headed back to the ground. She made sure to wait until she was out of earshot before muttering, "And they call me crazy..."
She aimed for a familiar cluster of students enjoying the late May day in the al fresco portion of the cafeteria. She cleared her throat and landed once she had their attention. "Hi there, pals!"
"You barely tolerate us on your best days," said Sugarcoat.
After a moment, Sour laughed and nodded. "Yeah." She went to a flat stare in a moment. "But we have a problem."
"What is it?" said Moondancer.
Sour bit her lip and shimmied from side to side. "I know it's kind of the pot calling the kettle black, buuuut... Indigo Zap has gone fucking insane."
Lemon Zest shrugged. "Eh, more like a qualified opinion. I mean, you'd know."
"What exactly do you expect us to do about it?" Moondancer looked up at Indigo, who was barely more than a beige dot at this distance. "She's so flight-obsessed, she's on the verge of organizing a Crystal Prep Luftwaffe."
Sour growled. "Look, with her athletic and academic performance, she's definitely going to be in the Friendship Games, and the fewer people we have detached from reality, the better." Her expression softened. "So maybe you could do that whole 'friendship' thing?"
"You're the only other pegasus aspect on the team," said Moondancer. "Sugarcoat, Lemon, and Polomare are earthen. Everyone else has headgems."
Lemon scowled and crossed her arms. "There's a stereotype waiting to happen in there."
Sour's face fell. "So... you're saying I need to get someone to face reality."
"You or Dean Cadence," said Sugarcoat, "and she's got a whole school of borderline sociopaths to deal with."
Sour considered this for a moment. "Great! We're doomed."
We're going by the canon team, with Moondancer subbing in for Twilight.
And yes, I do have a multichapter Friendship Games story planned. Still early in the process, but I know what will happen.
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This can only end in dead egos... LET THE SLAUGHTER BEGIN!
"Indigo Zap, you're delusional, have a massive narcissistic personality disorder and, worse, you are clearly incapable of functioning as part of a team. You need to shape up or you're out of the Shadowbolts!"
"Principal Cinch? You are accusing me of having a narcissistic personality disorder?"
"Yes; considering where this is coming from, you should take the accusation that much more seriously."
The Friendship Games will be hilarious.
Canterlot High are going to turn up and basically have God on their team. I know Sunset wouldn't use her powers to cheat, but they'd probably still be called out on it.
7869846 But would anyone dare call her out for it?
7869846 I would guess that instead, Twilight would sub in for Sunset. I could make several arguments against Sunset's direct participation; for starters, Crystal Prep doesn't have any god-tier students. And with the FG events likely needing to be reconfigured for multiple aspects anyway (whether that means using aspect-neutral events or events where each aspect has its own advantage), it would be a tremendous burden to configure something for an Alicorn aspect. This is especially true for something like an... academic decathlon, was it?... where Sunset could just "know" an answer.
...Wait. I seem to recall that two of the Shadowbolts have chapters regarding at least their bodies exhibiting multiple aspects. Will this be even slightly mentioned?
God Delusion induced anorexia isn't a good thing either, matter of fact...
7871443 A fork shaped like a pretzel is different too. Doesn't mean I want it to eat with it. I'm glad they had fun but I don't read stories to imagine the joy the author had making it.
This chapter may be different, but it is different in a way that made me roll my eyes and 'not read it'. What else is a story for but reading? I'd rather a good fork than a unique one.
I'm not trying to be a dick or say this chapter 'shouldn't' exist or that the authors were wrong or bad to make it, I'm just trying to say that to me it 'doesn't' exist. It's a nothing chapter due simply to its opening premise of 'stop caring, stop being immersed'. Because I see that and go 'ok' and skip to the next chapter.
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Sunset is a smart girl, I'm sure she could convince any of them that it's in their best interests. And I'm not saying "manipulate", but show them the facts and arguments that, no, living forever is NOT a curse, and in fact can be pretty damn awesome. Yeah, the afterlife probably exists, but can you at least consider it a "Plan B" the sake of your dear friend who needs to live forever or damn the very universe? (I do think Twilight, Pinkie, and Rainbow would already want this. Applejack might fall back on pro-death or pro-family reasons to want to not want to not-die, but I have no idea how Rarity or Fluttershy would feel about death.)
This is assuming, of course, that they aren't already biologically immortal from just being connected to her so intimately.
Sour Sweet is not insane. She knows exactly what she's doing, and she knows what is right. She is therefore sane. Yes, she's mentally ill, but she is sane, and she isn't crazy, either. (mumble mumble insane≠crazy≠mentally ill mumble mumble)
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Duly noted for future reference. My apologies.
7877514 To be fair, the best way to deal with this is by just using colloquial terms.
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Well you see, you're assuming Zombie-ism is fluid transferable in this universe.
If it was a pathogen, that would be a very real fear and sterilizing that room with fire would be the best (and only) option. Magic zombies however play by an entirely different set of rules so I wouldn't be concerned about being bitten.
Still sterilize that room with fire though, fire consumes the physical and the mystical, either destroying or changing as it does.
7886763 It's only natural; it is harder to relate to bizzare events like someone being transported to the void between dimensions, but it's very easy to relate to, say, the more familiar fear of dropping one's Smart Phone or losing one's keys (or playing cards, as the case may be).
So reading about someone, say, being teleported to another universe and then stumbling on arrival and dropping their Smart Phone........
Yeah, as the reader, my immediate, "primal" concern is for the Smart Phone, doesn't matter that he dropped it on an alien planet. (Unless the planet is made of soft rubber and/or the gravity is very low so maybe the phone is just fine.)
7877514 yeah technically speaking 'insane' is a legal and not a medical term. Though hardly anyone I know outside of the phsycological field knows it. The irony is still great though.