Title:           Felix Baumgartner in equestria
Author:          FitzAiE
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First Edit:      Sunday 14th of October 2012 06:39:40 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 14th of October 2012 06:39:40 PM CDT

>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