This story is a sequel to At Your Service

Circumstance has quite a cruel way of scrambling about the foundations of one's elaborately-planned life.

Take Midnight Oil, a Sarosian unicorn who had no safer alternative than to leave behind the life he had established in Canterlot for the city of Horseattle. Thrust into a new habitat and recommended for a new field of work as private investigator, an entirely different field from his previous one as scribe, he will no doubt need more than his wits to keep his job. Yet, after his explorations of the town, meeting the variety of coworkers in the police station, and undertaking his first case on a mysterious, hard-to-trace, cunning convict, Midnight can't help but think that more than his career was on the line.

(Takes place after the events of At Your Service. It is highly recommended you read that story before this one. Clop will appear in the end of the story, so there will not be a mature tag until further notice.)

(Accepting any and all cover art for the story.)

{Rated Teen for swearing} {Anthropomorphic} {Labeled "Dark" due to mild racism/derogatory slurs, as well as some emotionally upsetting moments in time} {OC x Octavia shipfic.}

It's tough being different. The suspicious glances, the unusual stares, the rumours based off of gossip and not cold, hard facts. All of it stemming from how you look, or act.

Midnight Oil: while being very different, he seemed to be content with this status in mind. He was proud of his intellect, magic prowess, his line of work as a scribe for the Princesses, and his heritage as a unicorn Sarosian—A "bat pony", in a sense—living in Canterlot.

Octavia Philharmonica: A drop-dead beauty, extremely talented with the cello, well-known, and highly respected. She's a member of one of the most prestigious families in Canterlot, and utilises that status to elevate to the top.

And upon meeting each other, both hated the other to the ends of the earth.

When the former must serve the latter for two months after he had unknowingly committed a misdemeanor, will the two's hate for one another remain the same, or will tolerance and love claw through abhorrence's black veil?

Opposites such as these two will no doubt attract… and will drive each other absolutely insane.

Whoo, boy. I'm gonna have FUN with this.

This one was inspired by a few things, rather than a newfound love for Octavia - now my favourite background pony. This was partially inspired by the anime Toradora! and the book The Kite Runner. But this was mostly inspired by you guys. You guys are beautiful, and everything you do is great (Except clopping: Celestia frowns upon that shit.)

I also made the cover art. But if anyone has got anything that I think will trump mine, PM me, and I'll let you know.

'Wha... what is that?'

Well? What would your reaction be if you were presented with something as foreign as a "computer"?

It's Celestia's first-ever time using such an unusual contraption. Will this end well? Will Celestia master the art of using a computer? Or will it all go to shambles? Why am I asking you all these questions?

The answer to all of that can be found... here.

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OH LOOK, ANOTHER TERRIBAD STORY BY ME. /)^3^(

One-shot I came up with whilst browsing deviantART.

Cover art created (beautifully) by Liebatron.

This story is a sequel to Horns, Hooves, and Fur

It's been four years since Jace and I defeated Insanity. In those four years, multiple things have come to pass. While the world is purged of Insanity, that doesn't mean that the world is cleansed of all evil...

A new threat is looming on the horizon like the everlasting Sun. However, this one... is one to destroy at all cost, and it is crucial that Jace and I must rid the world of this evil, and stay away from its temptations by any means necessary.

Otherwise... when you stray too far into the shadows... the darkness can swallow you whole....

*Sequel to Horns, Hooves, and Fur - Told in first person by both Jace AND Praxis; POVs will alter every chapter.*

*Others: Since I can only select 5 characters at max, I will have the "others" character box checked because there are more characters in the story. So expect other characters, ladies and gentlemen.

Welp, here's the sequel. Me and Craimer can't thank any of you enough for the support. We really hope that you will enjoy this, even though we think it might not be too good. We've actually been waiting to take a crack at this, to be honest. So... here goes nothing.

~S.W.
~CraimerX

(OUT OF SERVICE. GO HOME, KID, THIS STORY'S A GONER.)

Nothing is as they seem. Equestria, a land that many would assume to be the most wonderful world to exist, is all a miraculous illusion. Its joyous environment and lovable equines are all an incredibly convincing lie. Beneath the folds of this world's false beauty is an environment so horrifying, that the most rudimentary of the truth would chill the blood and freeze the heart. Trust me. I would know... a freak like me has seen this world on the inside and out, and has witnessed the terrors it contains.

You think I'm mad... I can see it by the look in your eyes. You think my story is impossible, eh? Well, it's not your fault for thinking that. Who WOULDN'T be driven mad by the horrors I'd seen? But I assure you... all of it, every last word down to the last period, is true.

Now sit down, please... and I shall tell you a tale like none which you have ever heard.

Part of the magnificent world created by the legendary authors Rust and Blackwing. Told in first person, in present-tense.

Art by me.

You'd think that bronies would end up in their humans forms or as ponies in Equestria. Hell, maybe they even get a little lucky and come out as something different, like a Diamond Dog, a griffin, or a dragon, like what I read in all the other tales of bronies across the world.

Pfft. What a load of crap.

I am Adam... at least, that's what I used to be called. You can refer to me as Praxis, a 17-year-old brony... and this is my tale. One of friendship and happiness, of abhorrence and neglect, as I try to gain the trust of those around me, and the few friends I had gained in Equestria helping me to get by.

This is my tale... as a demon in Ponyville's eyes.

My tale... as a satyr.

Told in 3rd-person omniscient. (The character is basically me.)

*"Others" tab: because FIMfiction won't let me add more than five characters - all of my rage - I've decided to use this tab to help make selections easier. Included in the story are:
1) Princesses.
2) A smidgen of Blueblood.
3) Some Doctor Whooves
4) Zecora and Carrot Top
5) Mane Six and Spike
6) CMC

I'm planning on collaborating with CraimerX's story, "What If: My Second Life", later on in this story. This is my first collab, but my third fan fiction in a row. This whole "Satyr in Equestria" idea was one that I had in my head for a long time, and it came because of all the references to Greek Mythology: the Minotaurs like Iron Will, the griffins, a Sun and a Moon Goddess like Celestia and Luna, and the Pegasi. You guys are what inspire me to either become a laughingstock and someone great in the eyes of you, the masses. Please enjoy this tale, and give me your honest opinion about it.

~S.W.

Sly Cooper: A cunning, devious, Thievius Raccoonus. However, that all changes when a thieving operation with his pals Bentley and Murray goes horribly wrong, thus causing Sly to suffer the perils of death. Sly, however, is given a second chance at life, yet as something else. He then reemerges in a new world to find himself plummeting towards a barn in Equestria, but with alterations to his body: His furry raccoon self gets morphed into that of a pony, yet his ringed tail and his family cane still remain with him. No matter how slick Sly can be, he isn't all that able to escape a certain orange cowpony wanting to check out what that crash was about....
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Another attempt at a fan fiction. Hopefully, you guys can tell me what's wrong with this story via comments.

Once again, you guys are pretty awesome for wanting to read this.

Signed, ~S.W
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*I own absolutely nothing from Sucker Punch, Sony, and Hasbro. The contents of this Fan fiction is theirs and theirs alone.*
*I also give credit to the creator of the coverart, THEPENMAN.*