I've been told that I'm a touch... out of touch? I guess it comes from being a Marty Stu, type green, god... whatever you prefer to call my kind. Any way you slice it, reality bends to my will. That means I can do whatever I want. But really, what does that mean? Is anything I do worth doing, if I just snap my fingers and get it right away? I don't think so anymore. I think I need to slow down, and try to get my morals back on track.

Wait, what was I talking about? Sorry, I'm a touch scatterbrained. Let me start at the beginning, when I thought I had made Equestria...

Not every story you see is a Mary Sue "I can do anything!" story.
This one, though?
This one is.

Set after the events of Season Two. Where you saved the day (obviously). Alone. Using a machine gun and awesomeness.

Rated Teen because you can't seem to stop swearing.

Canceled by reason of my editor convinced me it was a terrible idea. Not the story itself, but the location. I've changed enough, including but not limited to: the way magic works, the main characters, the reasons behind upcoming events (season three was essentially ignored), the upcoming war, the grey moral grounds of necromancy, and the MacGuffins, so... yeah. I've been told to move this into a world of my own make and rewrite it without the copyrighted content. My only regret is that I didn't finish editing up through chapter 6, when things really started to get going. That being said, I've also been told that waiting until chapter five to reveal the dramatic conflict was a huge no-no. So overall, this has been a fun experience. To those who were expecting more, I apologize my editor tells me I don't care. Whew, that might have made me feel guilty! Bye, all!