Refusing to pay his taxes for three years, Anon the Human is sentenced to 30 months in a royal penal colony. There he is expected to learn the errors of his ways.

He does not.

It's been a year since her coronation as queen, and Twilight Sparkle has a lot on her mind. Most importantly, the actions of a certain draconequus and how they helped her along her journey.

You've been the only human in Equestria for some time now. However, it wasn't until this morning that your good friend Twilight suggested you take a peek through the Crystal Mirror. Supposedly, there is another world on the other side of that mirror populated by humans just like you.

She conveniently left out the fact that she herself turns into a human when she passes through it.

In hindsight, you probably should have seen this coming.

Yo wassup peeps, I'm... Uh, what's my name again? Oh yeah, I'm Morgan, I'm not sure if that's my real name though... I'm a former homo sapien who got thrown into this shit for absolutely no fucking reason. Yeah, I know some of you who read fanfictions would know exactly the hell happened to me; I've been isekaied. You know what? That's not the worst part, at least they're humans and can interact with people NORMALLY.

So, apparently, I'm in this fantasy-based world called 'Equis', I found myself as a Belkan experimental combat aircraft, ADFX-02, AKA 'Morgan'. The only way I can 'talk' is through radio, yeah I know I sound like Larry Foulke, but I'm NOT him. Period.

Anyway, this 'Equis' isn't as peaceful as I'd expected it to be. Also, their technology was up to date as well, thank god, I don't wanna trash my radio. Anyway, I don't fight for anyone...

Unless I find them worth fighting for.

This Equestria got a hell of a lot of predators, hungry for some political crap. Ya' 'll expect to me go straight in and help the heck out of Equestria without any second thoughts eh?

SIIIIKE

You know how mercenary works. I'll clean their asses if they pay me well.

Heh.

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The fabric of reality is currently undergoing maintenance, leaving Anon, Anon, and... a lot of other Anons trapped in a white void. With no other ways to kill time, their only means of entertainment while they wait to be returned to their worlds is each other.

What do Anons even do in their spare time?

Sometimes you really need a nice, big, juicy piece of meat to eat. Unfortunately, every creature around you has eyes larger than their heads and are friend shaped.

No animals were harmed in the making of this story, much to his dismay.

A goofy idea I spent an hour writing. Please enjoy.

Audiobook Version now available - Done by yours truly.

Twilight hears a knock on her door. It appears Anon has decided he wants to enter the local talent show and he’s shown up asking for her help. Curious.

A royal servant sees a rogue group of dragons setting up camp near Canterlot and must tell Twilight. The issue: he couldn't resist grabbing a quesadilla for later that day, and the guards won't let him into the throne room until it is no longer in his hooves.

Attempt at comedy to break up the rather heavy story I'm writing now. Figured I may as well try my hooves at something a bit out of my comfort zone and actually get a proper little something out there. Made for the second Thousand Words Contest in the comedy category.

Thanks to danatron1 for pre-reading!

Era: Post season 9

After being stood up by Starlight and Trixie, Twilight arranges a do-over dinner with Celestia. Twilight insists that everything go perfectly this time.

Starlight promised it will. Unfortunately, Trixie has a firework on her head.

Written to be exactly 1000 words for the 1000 word contest (Comedy). Winner of Bicyclette's judge's prize.

Cover image made by me. Thanks again to SpoonierThanThou and Steady Gaze for pre-reading. Rated teen for references to bombs and potential death.

Featured 24/06/23

Translations: Ukrainian

For a human that ended up in an alien world full of talking ponies, you've been living a surprisingly boring life. Sure, you have friends and go on adventures and stuff, but you don't really have a "purpose" per se. At least, you didn't until about a month ago, when a "heinous villain" that had been turned to stone went missing from Canterlot. Now, there's a washed-up queen crashing in your basement and stealing your love.

If only you could get her to admit that she doesn't actually steal it from you.