Screw Loose thought that she was normal—at least until she woke up one morning after a concussion and started barking like a dog. Now, Screw must find a way to steady her mental state before it disintegrates from equine to canine. But between a nurse dead-set on "fixing" her behavior and an empty apartment back home, she will have to make a final decision: is it better to suffer in truth, or to find happiness in a lie?
They can foster beauty. They can drive us insane.
Crossfade lives a dual life: one filled with passion, and one constructed out of necessity. They were two tracks that were supposed to form a harmony, but now, they're falling into a chaotic struggle of two beats.
Twilight Sparkle’s own body has betrayed her. Her life hangs by a thread, and her only hope of survival is a vital organ transplant. But when the sole possible donor turns out to be a young, healthy, and honourable pony, Celestia proves just how far she is willing to go to save her student.
In the decision to trade one life for another, the most serious casualty may be everypony’s ethics.
No pony is the same after witnessing a work-related death, no matter who they are. The victim was young, eager, fresh-faced, and recently hired. In his last breaths, he let out a scream so heart-rending that the employees who heard it had difficulty sleeping that night. And Rainbow Dash was no exception.
But she's not losing sleep over that. What disturbs her is something far worse—something she said afterwards.
The events of the Wonderbolt Academy have played out and Rainbow Dash is in the stretch to achieving her dream but still has a hard time getting a certain erstwhile friend out of her mind. After taking a few minutes to contemplate things, she decides that she's been given enough second chances in her life to see to it that somepony else gets one as well.
Rated Teen for some language later on, though nothing extremely vulgar.
[2nd Person Perspective]
Working as a waiter at Canterlot's various social gatherings is a nice job. Especially since you began chatting with the cello player of the usual quartet, Octavia. You've gotten to know a lot about her, but one night there seems to be something on her mind. You offer her a drink to ease her nerves and you bring your glasses together in cheers.
Next thing you know, you wake up in a strange hotel room in a town you've never been to next to a certain gray mare.
Art by John Joseco