I used to live on a place called Earth, where things were pretty reasonable. I had a job, I went to school, and life was pretty much normal.

After a night of revisiting Resident Evil 3: Nemesis with my friend, we got an idea. Comic Con was coming up, why not go as one of the most feared things in gaming history? A few days pass and bam, I'm decked out in Nemesis' signature overcoat/power limiter with the look to match. Damn shame we didn't have the time to make his signature rocket launcher though...

As luck would have it, a merchant behind one of the stalls had a perfect replica. I really shouldn't have taken that thing...

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Yet another character in the League of Humans Acting Villanous. I know it's late. Forgive me.

Inspired by stories like
Headless, not Heartless

and

The Rise of Darth Vulcan

Also, rated teen for language and violence.

Editing done by Doccular42 and Salacar

Princess Celestia X Human OC. Enjoy and tell me what you think :)

My name is Samuel Higgott. And this is how I met Princess Celestia...and how we fell in love...and how we fell apart.

In a moment of weakness, all it can take is one person to break two hearts. And in this case...I broke hers.

I decided to upload this onto FIMfiction because I feel like it would be appreciated :) I may be wrong, but I might be right and you'll hopefully enjoy this.

Off we go then!

Sex is only mentioned but I'll chuck up the warning just to be safe XD

This story came from an idea I blogged about a while back. Some of the details will change and have changed, but it has the basic gist of what I have planned.

Go check my third latest blog to find out :D

Celestia was betrayed by Discord many years ago, tricked into believing that Equis's doom was nigh.

The result was each and every sapient inhabitant on the planet moving to an uninhabited world, but Celestia being left behind as a consequence.

And yet as the years pass on by and nothing changes...something does.

Read on as the mare recalls what she can, whilst fighting her gradual slip into a false reality.

Where a young human is her son.

Where the impossibility is explained as a gift from The Great Mother herself.

Where memories fade and delusions take their place.

Or have they already?

This story is a small prologue of sorts to an upcoming story simply called Mother?. It's just a drabble I magicked up in an hour or so, hope you enjoy it.

If anyone has a better picture then send it my way please :)

Lucifer is bored, so he makes a deal with God. If Lucifer wins he gets to enact World War 3. If God wins then Lucifer has to stop torturing the damned (his favorite thing to do in his free time) for a century. To make sure he wins God gives the protagonist two powers:
The Gamer and Prototype.

If you leave a dislike please tell me why so I can fix it. Thank you.

Nightmare Moon has conquered Equestria. Arrogant in her victory, she begins a reign of terror and an orgy of executions. She abducts a human from his home world to advise her. She thinks that her state craft is done well. The Human tends to disagree. He explains why.

A one shot examining the relationship between tyrants and their people.

Cover art, if possible, would be appreciated.

Following her tragic death by yet another villain of the week, Twilight Sparkle finds herself facing something all alicorns eventually uncover.

The continue screen.

FIC DISCONTINUED, I DO NOT INTEND TO REWRITE IT NOR PICK IT UP AGAIN.

Have I been chosen?

... Or did this happen because I asked for it?

It doesn't really matter now, does it?

Stranded on another planet, at the mercy of the bastard god that brought me here, I will survive. I am not like the beings of this world. I am not like my own kind anymore.

I am growth. I am change.

I am the Chaotic Gamer.

Tags will be added as the story goes along

I'm going to keep a counter.
(18/Dec/2019) (12/Mar/2020)

Total featured times: 2

I was just an average brony who played a lot of video games, but then I took an arrow to the knee... well actually it was more like a black goo to my everything. Now I'm surrounded by snow in every direction except up with a weird set of numbers at the top left of my vision that looks freakishly like the Minecraft debug menu. (My attempt at a 1st person story) [starts in season 5 premiere]

Sorry, I lost ALL motivation with this story. I might do a heavy rewrite a long time into the future maybe(probably not) but for now, it's canceled. Sorry to disappoint everyone who actually read this trash.

A 19 year old boy was simply walking around his neighborhood at early morning, as he had done for many years. Imagine his surprise when a woman gives him a pencil in return for a hug. Imagine his surprise when he suddenly finds himself in Equestria, where every word he writes, becomes real.

Well, nearly.

The amount of gore will be light in as many areas as I can manage, but I might make mistakes. Sex will not be shown in this story, it will be hinted at and implied at some points, and all that jazz. But again, it will not be shown. The crossover tag is for things that may or may not be shown later in the story.

This story is one I'm likely going to focus most of my time on, no matter how many new stories spawn from me in the future. This one just provides so much opportunity that I simply couldn't pass it up, and I doubt I'll be able to resist writing it for any overly long stretch of time.

Though, of course, it being me, a lot could happen to hold me back, but hey, I'll try to keep a schedule with this one.

Also, yes, I'm sorry, but this is a Displaced story. I really have gotten hooked on the idea of Displaced. Can't seem to get the bug out. Ah well.

Oh, and don't worry my friends, this won't be one of those super OP Displaced that many dislike. If it becomes OP, well, that will very likely be pretty far down the road of this story. And don't expect a cut-and-paste adventure 'Hero defeats villain' either.

What is going on? What am I, where am I? Why do I walk through the dreams of abnormal horses? I was just a regular guy and now I'm walking through the dreams of sapient horses. My 'powers' rip me from this dimension to one that I'm never meant to set foot in.

Any sapient creature needs some kind of guidance, someone or something to look after. Something to stand by, a right and a wrong, everyone needs morals. I'm something of a symbol of guidance, I didn't ask to be but I grew into it. Ponies channel all their negative emotions into their dreams, all their hate, sorrow, heck even lust if they consider it bad.

I don't think I'm a god by any standards, I just picture myself as someone who helps. Dreams are powerful especially pony dreams, they have so much magic packed into them! Though dreams can get a bit freaky, trust me they get weird.

But why was I chosen, why am I so special? Is this some kind of joke or is it destiny? What purpose do I have here, why can't I just have a normal sleep? One dreamless night is all I ask for, helping someone out each night is kinda draining. Maybe this is all just a dream, or...maybe I'm dead.

Just, please, don't let the horse on the moon catch me.

Featured 2/12/19, even though it was for a short time it was still awesome, thanks guys!

Featured 2/21/19, featured again?! You guys don't know when to quit, but seriously I love you guys!