Stories set in the Oversaturated World, some silly, some less so.
It was a fairly common scene. A man was so intent on his destination that he didn't watch where he was going and stubbed his toe on a jutting chunk of sidewalk.
His response was also common, or at least had become so since the world changed: "Ow! Sunset dammit."
What followed was much less common, a sigh followed by a voice saying, "Really?"
Corner Office scowled at the girl, only to back up a step when he realized just who she was. "Uh..."
"I mean," said Sunset, "I like to think of myself as pretty laid back. I much prefer forgiving and redeeming to trapping someone in a place they can't escape from, without certain aspects of life they've taken for granted. Speaking from experience, the first one works out a lot better in the long run."
"Uh..."
"And then there's the logistics of it. Even if I had somewhere I could damn people to—heads up, I don't—what would go there? The sidewalk? The tree whose roots are pushing it up? You for ramming your foot into it? There just doesn't seem to be a viable damning target here."
Corner licked his lips and decided a third uh wasn't the best way to converse with a deity. "Sorry?"
"It's fine. I know you didn't mean it, it just gets frustrating after a while. Also, smile."
"Why?"
Sunset panned a hand across the street, where at least half a dozen youths were glancing back and forth between the two of them and assorted mobile devices. "Because we're probably already on at least two forms of social media."
"I have over fifty reblogs already!" added one boy.
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Heh.
As Sunset writes in her Journal, a note for Celestia about how sorry she is for every. Single. Time she took her teacher's name in vain.
"Stop, this is the police!"
"Oh goddess oh goddess! Sunset help me, i dont wanna go to jail!"
"Sure thing! The back door is this way, now help carry the loot and let's get outta here!"
Do not take Her name in vain. Mostly because she's one of those talkative girls who likes to spend time and effort sitting you down and telling you why you're wrong. With an ordinary teenage girl, that's embarrassing. With someone who is arguably god, that's potentially catastrophic.