Stories set in the Oversaturated World, some silly, some less so.
βI... I'm sorry.β Sunset Shimmer massaged her temples for third time in the past five subjective minutes. βIt's just... I've had a really bad day. Been having. Still am having.β Sunset sighed. βI guess I was just hoping to spend this special day with my friends and finally get some rest... and then just saw someone threatening the continued existence of reality again, and just... reacted. I, uhm... sorry.β
The de-facto deity rubbed her arms awkwardly, unconsciously balling her hands into fists.
βLook, I appreciate what you're doing. Really, I do. It's wonderful! But this...β She gestured at the snowflakes hanging frozen in mid-air all around them. βThis is endangering the fabric of space-time, and I think you'll agree total event collapse would be the worst present ever.β
The old man seemed crestfallen, and Sunset just couldn't help but wince at the sight. There was just something... fundamentally wrong about this man being sad. That, and Pinkie would never forgive her if she didn't fix this.
For now, she wasn't even gonna bring up the whole worldwide mind-reading thing to find out what the children wanted. It brought up the truly bizarre image of him as a male changeling Queen β wearing antlers for some reason β and that was just too weird.
βLook, uhm, Holly, tell you what; you take a break, and I'm gonna look into this right now. I'm sure there's some way you can deliver the right presents to all the children in the world that doesn't involve straining physics to the breaking point.β
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Five minutes laterβwhich meant nothing much in terms of subjective timeβSunset returned, only to find Old Hollyhock laughing merrily, and an excited pink-skinned girl sitting in his lap babbling a million words a minute.
Even with her reflexes, Sunset had only just enough time to take in the scene before a truly hyper Pinkie Pie jumped straight into her face.
βOhmygoshSunsetHe'srealHe'srealHe'srealHe'realHe'sreal!Ohmygoshohmysoghhsssossbhjbldfnnβ And then Pinkie Pie fainted.
Sunset blinked. A quick spell confirmed Pinkie Pie was in perfect health, merely in shock. Sunset carefully deposited the unconscious girl on a nearby sofa.
βOkay, that's... wow. Uhm. So, that happened.β
~
βSo, Holly, I think you might get away with it this year, if you take it slowly. That means only slowing down time by a factor of fifty thousand, nothing more. And I should come with you to make sure the friction doesn't cause the air to superheat and ignite the atmosphere. I haven't figured out a long term solution yet, but I'm sure we canββ
Sunset was cut off by a pink missile launching itself at her.
βSunset Shimmer,β the now fully alert and indeed very conscious Pinkie Pie spoke in a tone so uncharacteristically level and firm, it left no room for any argument at her next statement of fact:
βI am coming with you.β
And now you know who was putting coal in Sunset's stocking.
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One of the unexpected problems of a High Mana base environment: You tend to get lots of Anthropomorphic Personifications running around with little regard for cause and effect, reality and the possible damage their antics will cause because to carry out their purpose is their sole meaning!
I'm reminded of a conversation a bunch of friends of mine had about the existence of Santa. One of them argued thus: If this is a truly infinite multiverse, then in at least some of those universes, Santa exists. And at least one of those is has the possibility of being a Planeswalker, which means that (since we're talking infinite worlds) somewhere in the multiverse is a Planeswalking Santa.
Therefore, Santa is real, even for our universe.
So I made a Magic card:
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Santa is OP!
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Fortunately, even they acknowledge that destroying the universe makes their purpose impossible to fulfill, so existential threats get them to listen.
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That isn't Naya. That isn't Naya at all. You have a tutor effect, a poorly templated exchange effect, and either the most underwhelming ultimate I've ever seen or a poorly phrased Sorin's Vengeance. This is a vampire wearing a fake beard.
That being said, I do like your position on Santa's existence.
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What's surprising about that? The guy's an Elf. You know what they're like.
8155720 Santa Claus being a vampire with a fake beard would be an interesting story, though.
Man I legit felt a punch to the stomach when you said "he looked crestfallen" man shit
Given that there is a sofa for Pinkie to be dropped into, I'm assuming that this takes place when Ol' Saint Nick drops into Sunset's place, as it's unlikely you're going to find one in Wenceslas Airstrip Hanger 1's Primary Launch Bay taking up much needed loading and maintainance space. I am also working with the assumption that Sunset lives in America given how Canterlot is portrayed.
Taking both these to be true, then given the existence of the International Date Line and that the earth spins from east to west, Santa will have already visited most of the earth already and be lining up for the home stretch by the time he reaches Shimmy. Something tells me that she'll be putting in a lot more work next year than she's gearing up for at this point, and that Pinkie's going to be slightly disappointed this time around.
Santa just got nerfed!
In all seriousness, you'd think an entity that is probably just a few rungs below Sunset on the Deity ladder would realize his time compression trick was a danger.
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