Felix Baumgartner in equestria

>You are Anon, and  you are currently falling at 700mph out of the stratosphere.

>A cone starts forming around your body, encompassing you completely.

>As you gain speed, you can feel your body start to vibrate.

>A chest rattling boom goes off and you are blinded.

>You did it. You broke the speed of sound with nothing but your body.

>Now you just have to wait for your shoot to deploy, and float down gently, landing softly on the ground.

>You feel the shoot deploy, tugging harshly on your body as your propulsion slows.

>Vision starts coming clearer and you see the ground approaching.

>While it is still blurry, you can make out outlines of the ground.

>It looks like you are about to land in the middle of a small town.

>Multiple people stand there, staring up at you. They all seem to be wearing colorful clothing.

>You brace for impact as you approach the ground.

>As your feet hit the ground, you take a few steps, transferring what saved momentum you had remaining to the ground.

>This must be a town full of children or something, because they are all really short.

>Your sun visor is clouding your vision, but these people are not looking right at all.

>Throwing your arms up in the air, they all jump back,  looking frightened.

>Currently out of breath, you can’t say too much.

>Your vision finally clears up.

>Going that fast must cause hallucinations or something, because everything looks cartoon like.

>And those aren’t people. They look like mini horses.

 

>Meanwhile you are Trixie and something just interrupted your show.

>One second you are pulling sawing Snips in half on stage, with the attention of everyone, next they are all looking at this large thing dropping in from the sky.

>You try and get their attention by moving on to the next bit.

>Snails, one of your assistants, has terrible acne, and you have come up with a way to get rid of it.

“For her next feat, The Great And Powerful Trixie, will remove any trace of blemishes from my dear assistants face.”

>Still no attention from them.

>Instead, they are all focused on that thing.

>You are getting mad.

>In your state of anger, you may have used a little too much magic.

>As you zap the pimple, it doesn’t disappear.

>Instead of disappearing, it starts growing.

>It’s quadrupled in size in a matter of seconds.

>It seems to be getting the attention of everyone now.

>They all look horrified.

>You are panicking.

>Trying the spell again, it just feeds it.

>It’s easily 4 the times of a pony now.

>Snails is flipping out, dangling from the zit like a ragdoll.

>The size of this blemish just keeps growing.

>Twilight tried to zap it, but no avail. In fact, when she hit it, Snails fell off and the boil started moving by its own.

>It started rolling and crushed your stand.

>You are Trixie, and you are homeless.

 

>You are Anon, and right now you are sort of terrified.

>A blue pony just shot another pony in the face with some kind of laser beam, and a boil started growing off its face.

>After a few failed attempts from several of the ponies to attack the pimple, the thing was massive, and free rolling.

>You pry your mask off and get a better view of it.

>All of the ponies are screaming and running around trying to escape this massive growth.

>A Purple pony approaches you and starts speaking.

>”HELP US.”

>what

“what”

>”WE NEED YOUR HELP TO STOP THAT THING!”

>You think for a while, and figure that since you are either hallucinating, or dead.

>Might as well have some fun while you are in this state.

“Do you have anything that can get me up high fast?”

>She calms down enough to think for a bit then screams out

>”RAINBOWDASH!”

>A flying pride flag zooms at you.

>R” Woa, Twi what is that?”

>T”No time to explain. “ She points at you. ”climb on her back”

>She points at the rainbow colored pony. “You follow his directions.”

>You hop on her back, and start directing her.

“I need you to take me as high as you can above this thing.”

>She nods in understanding, and tries to take off.

>You must weigh too much.

>After hopping off of her, you strip all the unneeded items.

>No helmet, no chest piece, just your pants and utility belt.

>You climb back on and she takes off successfully.

>Cutting a 60 degree angle, she flies upwards at great speeds.

>You love the wind flowing over your skin at these speeds.

>She is easily 3000 feet in the air in no time.

“LEVEL OUT”

>You have to scream because of the wind muffling your voice.

>She extends her wings, and you lose speed rapidly.

“Sometimes you have to go really high to see how small you are"

>”What?”

“I’m coming home.”

>You roll off of her and angle yourself to a straight dive.

>Reaching down to your utility belt you grab your knife.

>After bringing it above your head, you lock hands and make yourself into a human spear.

>You can see the pimple coming into focus.

>Closing your eyes, you can feel yourself accelerating.

>When you connect with the bubble, you must have been going well over 300 mph

>You plunge deep into the mass of puss and goo.

>After your feet break through, you can feel suction pulling you upwards.

>You are ejected in a geyser of putrid smelling puss.

>Resting atop a steady flow of rancid goo that resembled the consistence of cottage cheese, and smelled of clam chowder that has been sitting in a bowl for a month.

“ITS IN MY EYES”

>You try to wipe it from your eyes, but there is just more on your arms.

>The geyser pushes you outwards, to the left, and you land in a small pool of puss.

>Arising like a phoenix from the ashes, you raise your arms in triumph.

>Slinging the slime from your arms, you wipe the sludge from your eyes and take in the surroundings.

>The entire town is coated in a thick layer of sludge, and the smell is horrifying.

>Everything is under a blanket of off white cream.

>They all look at you and break out in cheers.

>good end