The Great and Powerful... Gamer?

by Lack of Tact

Game Over.

Author's Note:

Did-did this just happen? Oh, oh god, it did.

i'll fix everything when i'm less tired and more not tired

I was—no, am great and powerful. I am the best, nopony can match up to my elusive skill, my showmareship. At my profession, there is no greater than I, Trixie! I giggle absently before sighing, the corners of my lips turning downward. I lie on my bed, staring at the roof of my little caravan. I always love psyching myself up just before a show. Well, I used to love it. Until now, that is. Something about this backwoods town feels off. Ever since that... that Twilight Sparkle showed up, I've lost my fans, I've lost my family. Everypony far and wide would scream my name as I stepped onto the stage, but here? No.

Just booing and naysaying, those ungrateful ingrates. Alas, I am never one to leave without an encore, and an encore they shall have. I just need to plan it out. Come tomorrow, as I bid thee all farewell, my showstopper is going to rub itself in Twilight's face! Saying I'm a farce, bah. I'll show her who's farce. That little dragon assistant of hers—what was it? Spork?—saying she's the greatest unicorn mare in all of Ponyville... nay, in all the world? I'll show him too! I just... need an idea, is all.

Yeah, I got this.

I turn over on my splayed-out bedroll, a yawn escaping me. Glaring at the beige-painted wall, I adjust the pillow beneath my head. "I'll-" another yawn breaks free, "-I'll show you, Twilight Sparkle. Trixie is the best. Not some forgettable lavender unicorn..." Slowly, my eyelids begin to lower and I find Lady Slumber lulling me to sleep with her gorgeous, harmonious tone of silence.

For all of five seconds, anyhow.

Pounding on my door pulls me from her embrace and I shoot up from my bed, grunting as I stare at the jiggling doorhandle, as if somepony were trying to get in. Lighting my horn, I cancel out the 'muted voice' spell I had placed around my trailer. "-ixie!" The familiar-sounding voices of Shits and Giggles resound around me and I sigh, quite angrily.

"Trixie had thought she'd mentioned that She, the Great and Powerful required her beauty sleep!" I shout out back to them, ignorant of whatever plight that had perturbed their thoughts. They're just foals, what more could make them sound so scared outside of owwies and boo-boos? Silence responds and I breathe out, planning on lying back down. It wasn't important if they're not trying a second time, right? Thank Celestia for th-oh, I was wrong. They're pounding on the door again. "What?!" I scream out, willing the door open with my magicks.

The look of shock on both unicorn's muzzles makes me all the more content as they stare back, slackjawed. "U-uh..." the taller, debatably duller of the two starts before the fatter one shoves him aside. A scuffle of hooves sounds as Snails obviously falls somewhere out of my vision. I snicker and shake my head. These two idiots are my biggest fans? How low you have fallen, me.

"We have a little problem, Miss The Great and Powerful Trixie." Saying the entirety of my moniker in a so-called urgent situation? Celestia have mercy.

Snails slinks his head back into view from the doorway, causing his friend—or is it brother?—to growl at him under his breath. "A-actually, a big one."

I place a hoof on my temple as I move over to the door. Snips, teeth clattering, points behind himself, towards the Everfree. I raise an eyebrow, urging them to continue. I just want to sleep and maybe, if I play along with their game long enough, I'll be able to. "Make it-make it a major one, Miss The Great and Power-" I bonk him on the noggin once. I'm getting too old to deal with that. Maybe I should have given myself a shorter stage name.

Pfft, nah, I love being The Great and Powerful Trixie. Boo on me for even thinking otherwise. "And just what is this major problem?" I ask the two, but my only answer is folly. I realize before it even has to show up, that they were punning their troubles. Major? Major?

Oh, oh poop.

A roar sounds off in the distance and I gulp, staring into the dark horizon. Maybe I should stop telling foals lies, they only ever seem to get me in trouble. With my magicks, a purple aura encases my fellow unicorns. A look of question crosses their faces for a moment.

I shove them as far back as I can before slamming my door shut. Maybe it's true what they say? An Ursa Major can't see you if you don't move. "Celestia, I hope I'm right." I whisper under my breath as I hear the two scuttle away in fright. They shout something, but the continuous, thunderous steps of the Greater Celestial Bear making its way towards Ponyville—me—drown them out. As quietly as I can, the wood underneath my hooves creaking as if to tempt fate itself, I go back over to my bed and lie down.

I whisper under my breath, not prayers, but reassurance. "This is fine."

"Trixie is okay with the events that are currently unfolding."

"This is okay. Everything is going to be just okay."

I smack my lips once and pull the sleeping bag from under me, wrapping my body as if I were the beans that go on a burrito. There's no way the Ursa Major can find me, not in my protective wrap. Right? Right. Besides, as long as I'm calm—ignore the fact that my heart is beating a mile a minute—I can think clearly. Right again? Right again. So, first thing's first. Mental damage control. You're not dead, me. Your destiny isn't to die in a trailer of all things. You're going to be known amongst everypony, the sole survivor of an Ursa Major attack—wow, that is dark. Survive this first before you go spinning fabrications to tell everypony. I-oh? Did the monstrosity stop in its wake? I don't hear it outside, anymore.

The snapping of wood garners my attention, splinters falling all around me. I peek outside of my linen shield and see two giant, seemingly transparent eyes glaring down at me. I gulp once and I'm pretty sure my heart stopped on me just now.

Oh, it did.

Well, at least I'm not that thing's lunc-wait, did I just die?!

YOU DIED
[No save data currently available.]
New Game?
[Y] or [N]

Comments

[IDontWatchMLP]

Congrats! You get a like.

[Zwillingen700]

This chapter was far more satisfying than the last third of the actual episode. Congratulations, you did a great job!

[prism heart]

Not bad so far, tracking now.

[Efadd]

Well, at least I'm not something's lunc- wait, did I just die?!

Still lunch, you just don’t see the way down.

[Moonlit_Stardust]

Yup, I do NOT regret checking this out. Going track and keep an eye on it, can't wait for more!

[Forgetful]

You've got my attention...but will you get My Likey Charms!?

[FairyFun]

Trixie, your response is just perfect!

[Azure Sandora]

Hmmm

*pushes Y to continue*

[Dapper Mutt]

Who knew character death could, under some specific circumstances, be just hilarious? No save data might be a problem. Wow, perfect spelling and grammar? Nice. You wrote only this first chapter while apparently really tired, and you didn’t express any intentions on continuing, so I will track this but not expect anything. Also, of course, I have to love your use of italics. Double nice with that.

This was more or less my thought process after reading.

[Lack of Tact]

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Thanks for all of the compliments, bruv while I'm sure there are a few mistakes loitering about, it means a lot to hear that!

And I have full intentions on continuing this little project of mine; the second chapter is currently a work in progress. Though it should be seeing the light of day soon enough.

Thanks again!

[thefroggyninja]

The Konosuba death was a nice touch. I'm cautiously optimistic about this, since while Gamer stories are pretty easy to mess up, Game of the Year stories tend to be a bit better since they don't necessarily take themselves as seriously.

[Time Reaper]

Hey, this got my attention and I have to say that you presented this in a very nice way.

With that said, here I present you my own take on this type of story and I hope you like it.

EMy Little Game: Friendship is Glitching

• MLP: FiM
• Dark
• Adventure
• Mystery

Life was simple for Twilight Sparkle until the day came where everything she knew came to an end, now she must figure out why her world is collapsing, where is Spike and who is that voice she hears on her head.

• Alt. Universe
• Twilight
• Rainbow Dash
• Pinkie
• Applejack
• OC

Time Reaper · 22k words  ·  27  1 · 817 views

[Lack of Tact]

9657440

Thanks for your personal recommendation! I'll be sure to give it a read when I can, boss!

Also, thank you for your compliment bruv

[Time Reaper]

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You welcome.

[Gnarl]

Well, this is interesting. As a fellow Gamer fic writer, I look forward to seeing where this goes. Good luck to you Trixie, you're going to need it with the insanity that's to come. MWHAHAHAHAHahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

[Silver_Fang15]

Liked, and tracked. Now we wait for the ensuing avalanche of laughter.

[Emtu]

I hope this fic isn't dead. I've seen the concept before, but usually with Twilight, never seen a Trixie one. Trixie being a little self-aware before even dying is a nice touch, too.

[Kauetheadventurer246]

So when will the next chapter be published?

[Lack of Tact]

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9858489

This fic ain't dead; I was lmfao

The next two chapters are undergoing both editing and writing respectively. Expect one or both to drop within the upcoming two weeks years.

[Spellflame]

9948697
Cool!

[ITryTooHard]

You write well, please continue.

[Vinyl Synth]

10160319
That milk was funny...

[Lulamoon-Crystal]

Bwahahaha! She dead