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Every department has them. The standouts. The supercops. The other guys. And for some reason, there's always one or two of THEM...loose-cannon cops who absolutely refuse to play by the rules, taking the law and throwing it in cuffs right alongside every mook and petty criminal they've apprehended on the mean streets of Ponyville.

These are the reports of two such officers in the Ponyville Police Department, Officer Cherry n' Berries and Officer Dodge Charger. Two officers that seem as determined to uphold law and order in town as they are to rip the place to shreds, upholding the hell out of law and order in town. Image courtesy of TapeDiggity.

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Vinyl Scratch walks into a bar.  There is no punchline.

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Featured on Equestria Daily (6 Nov 2012)

Inducted to the Pony Fiction Vault (10 May 2013)

Live-Reading courtesy of the Living Library Player Society

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Sly Clop is a laid back slacker who runs one of Ponyville's only porn shops on Soresaddle Street. He is a regular customer of Hard Cider's "gentlecolt's club", the Knife and Apple, where he regularly shoots the breeze with Rainbow Dash, who's seen better days.

One day, his only employee quits, and he's forced to hire a new one, starting a new awkward relationship with Lyra, who needs cash. What follows is a lighthearted fic with dark undertones that I hope you'll enjoy.

And if I haven't convinced you enough by this point, no, this not a clopfic.

New cover image by mickf18 on deviantART (DeusExKane here).

"My handsome little cherub, close your eyes.

Mommy's going to give you clear blue skies.

So you’ll laugh and dance and play in the air.

And sing the song of angels everywhere."

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I don’t question the “life” bar floating over my head, or my “EXP” gauge, or the little phantasmal boxes that appear whenever I look at an “equippable” object that show its “statistics.” It’s normal for small messages to appear in the sky every now and then, such as [System update in 2 hours.] My kind worships the Developers, higher beings that direct, create, and control everything we see. It’s all normal. This is how things have always been, since I was born. My father, my grandfather, my ancestors have all accepted and coped with these elements.

So why does everything feel so... fake?

My name is Twilight_Sparkle, and I know there’s something wrong here.

Co-Written by GaruuSpike and Chaotic Dreams.

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After being supposedly 'reformed', Discord returns to Canterlot with Princess Celestia. Once there he realizes that it would be a long run before the ponies would accept him. Shunned and mistrusted, Discord slowly returns to his older ways.

This time there is no holding back.

BeauZoe helped with story development and slight editing, editing help also provided by Boolyboo.

I always wanted to go to Equestria.  When I got the chance, I took the deal without reading the fine print.  To my surprise, I didn't arrive there as a pony, or even as a human.  It seems I get to view this world from a different perspective than what I've imagined.

My name is Echo.  I am a Diamond Dog.

-Edited by the one, the only, Nathan Traveler!

-(Cover by Jovial_Shake of fimfiction.net)

-Now featured on Equestriadaily.com!

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Ponies these days are nuzzling younger than ever. Talk to your foals about the dangers of unprotected tummy rubs.

A Los Pegasus charity commission for Pav Feira. He... he gave me the prompt. I had no choice. Forgive me.

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My friends, my family and everypony else is gone. The only thing left are the very creatures that took them away. I am Twilight Sparkle, Element of Magic and one of Equestrias last survivors.

I was originally gonna leave this to one chapter, but I decided against it. Though the description only fits the first chapter, but I guess we can live with that.

Please give some love to NotTheOP for donating precious time to edit my story!

Art is done by Acosmicunicorn

Octavia is a normal pony by most standards, save her talent on the cello. She goes through her life as simply as she can, living in Ponyville with her roommate Vinyl Scratch. Life is good, and nothing breaks that harmony. Nothing, that is, until the Templars got involved. Octavia has a music box that has been in her family for generations, but when a spectator tries to kill her after a show, it's obvious that it's not a normal box.

Having now faced death in the face, Octavia has but one choice: to join the Assassins and save the world.

Art cover by linkboss. Rated Teen for violence with ponies.