Well, ladies and gents, this is the final act of our time and the universe’s collapse is imminent. Pinkie’s energy will reach critical mass in mere moments, decimating all matter and life in its radius.
 
It has been nice talking with you all.
 
Thank you and farewell, Friends.

WELP  
places paper bag over head, sits, sobs, rocks back and forth

Pray to your gods mortals! They cannot save you now!
 
bites the cyanide

Mentalgents, it was nice knowing you all.  
plays Nearer My God to Thee

Pinkie-ing intensifies*

well you know Chocolate has coffee in it

Oh shit! RUN!

@Antonyourknee  
Meanwhile two stallions sit in a bunker just past that point, looks at each other and says in unison; Myth Confirmed

Meanwhile at a point 30 miles away….“Your certain this is a good idea Twilight? I mean I know you did the math and all but what if~~”  
“ Now now Spike,this is no time for what ifs,everything has already been set in motion and now all we can do is observe the reaction(c’mon you pink tear in reality ! Give me something I can impress Celestia with you~~”  
Meanwhile 500 miles away…(”…Hey loose bolt you see that pink mushroom cloud in the distance? What is that? Some sort of new weather the Pegasi cooked up t-(force of explosion reaches point)

 
Game over man! GAME OVER!

@oneofmillions  
Oh wait. Those are two things.

There’s only one thing to do!  

Screw this! I’M OUT!  
toodles!
 

Pimkie, no!  
NO!  
STAHP!!!

Whelp,  
WE’RE SCREWED!