Lug wasn't the smartest. He knew that. And he was fine with that. As long as he had a club to swing or a ripper gun to fire, he was content, and there wasn't much thought needed beyond that.

And like many other Ogryn, he was content to serve the Imperium and it's interests until he died.

Until one fateful space skirmish with the forces of chaos, a drop-pod sent him careening through the warp, and soon after, into the Land of Equestria.

A world made up entirely of xenos, most of whom were small, fluffy, and colorful!

Lug likes it here already.

[Inspired by Warrior Tier's 'Ogryn Story' video.]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5oNpb0dLNhE

Ninth Captain Fubar Jac'ass is a very good Angry Marine, he shouts his profanities, he kills the enemies of his Emprah real good, and he don't take no shit from no thrice damned Ultrasmurf. So why in the name of Terra has he been assigned to aid a little purple xeno Inquisitor that keeps having him do the most mundane things? And why does he keep going along with them, something here isn't right. And it's making him extremely angry.

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I don't own the title art, Warhammer 40k, or My Little Pony Frindship is Magic. Rated teen for lots of angry profanity and potential for bloody happenings.

The Imperium's Western Fringe Crusade discovers a remote planet and attempts to claim it for the Emperor. However, they encounter unusual local inhabitants, and they soon find that they are not the only ones who lay claim to this remote and strange domain....
MLP x Warhammer 40k Crossover

Venerable Dreadnought Stratta, One of the oldest Ancients of the Lamenters Space Marine Chapter is lost in the warp due to a warp jump gone wrong. Though despite what should've happened it seems the chaos gods have other plans...

T rated for now but its subject to change

EDIT: Whoo! we got featured 10/14/2019

Effective immediately, this series is now cancelled for a rewrite.

As they tread upon the other side of a Dimensional Gate, two companions scout the area in search of a group of traitors from their world into a strange land. A land ruled by magic instead of cogs and gears. A land untouched by a hundred years of war. A land until today, protected from alien incursions. A land where equine creatures talk and the mythical exists.

Set a month after season 9's "The Ending of the End", the Mane 6 will find that even strangers from a world traumatized by the Great War, Comradery holds a greater bond than iron.

While this is my first fanfic, this story touches one of the many worlds and races my sister and I put together so technically this is a crossover of sorts to "a wider web" of other (potential) stories. However, no prior info is needed to get into the plot and story as I hope this will be the first of many to connect the "wider web" I was referring to.

Accessing Files... Accessing...
File Found.

Name: Anton Ilario
Troop Number: #35863756-878
Location of Birth: Elysia Secundus, Elysia Prime
Date of Birth: 2.456.922.M41
Unit: 158th Elysian Drop Troopers
Rank: Trooper (Field Chirurgeon)
Previous Campaign: N/A
Current Campaign: Second Offensive against House Lysimicus forces on Veyland Sinestre.
Status: MIA (Believed KIA)

Leaving File...
Imperial Thought of the Day: Suffer Not the Alien to Live.

A 40k imperial guardsman from an inquisitorial retinue finds himself in ponyland. Murder and fear begin to cloud the streets of Baltimare as constable Dusty Trails and her Earth human friend Trace try to uncover the mystery of this murder spree and the strange religious symbolism left behind.

Will Baltimare be able to come back from these brutal crimes or will it be another victim to a dying galaxy in its death throws, echoing to the laughter of thirsting gods?

Set in the Your human and you-verse, roughly, with RGRE seasoning.
Updates sporadically, no time to look over first drafts, thats why theres errors.

The most screwed-over chapter in the Imperium's history. Cursed to die horribly, turn to Chaos, or both wherever they appear.

What would happen when one is finally able to rest after being placed in possibly the most peaceful and relaxing world in the known galaxy?

What is a young Imperial Guardsman to do when the warp spits him out into a land of ponies?

Warhammer 40K and all affiliated logos, characters and trademarks belong to Games Workshop. MLP and all related logos, characters and trademarks belong to Hasbro

Thanks go to the_marked_one for listening to all my crazy ideas and to FenrisianBrony and MyDigitalHazard for proofreading.

When Twilight first began her experiments in trying to figure out better ways to access the Aether, the realm of magic and souls just outside their physical realm, she did not expect to make significant progress. After all, pony kind has been trying to find out the answer to that line of thinking for centuries.

When she felt herself connect to the other realm Twilight accidentally manipulated its energies in a different sort of way. The Aether bent to her will much easier than before. Getting just a bit too excited, Twilight played with the Aether a tad too freely and the reality-bending powers of the outer realm sucked her into its bottomless depths.

Fortunately Twilight was able to direct herself back to the material realm using the closest, and brightest, soul she could find as an anchor. And the second she looked up at the skull of the skeleton sitting on top of a golden throne, she knew life was about to get more... interesting.

(A crossover with "If the Emperor had a Text-to-Speech Device")