On the seventh day of the seventh moon of the seventh sea of the seventh midnight of the seventh year of the seventh Christmas of the seventh dawn of the seventh day, Discord decides to do something rather mischievous.

For a single day, the laws of physics and time will be rendered obsolete. Grammar will be ignored. Blood will be shed. Spoils will be shared. Your privates will be violated. In fact, just about everything will be violated. Like, everything.

Run. Don't stay. What are you doing. Just go.

Before your legs have developed eyes and become sentient.