Great and Powerful Trixie lands the performance opportunity of a lifetime. A kingdom and all its riches are hers. As long as her audience doesn't kill her first.
Equestria had been at peace for a long time, however, one day, the moon refuses to come down by command, and, it seems that this is the first of many changes...
The Legion Of Doom are finally free from the stultifying confines of their stone prison! There's just one thing stopping them from resuming their terrifying campaign of terror though, and it's a pretty major one...
Under the guidance of both Harmony and Discord, a pantheon is formed of Equus's immortals. Will this fledgling gods be able to succeed where old ones fell?
Great and Powerful Trixie lands the performance opportunity of a lifetime. A kingdom and all its riches are hers. As long as her audience doesn't kill her first.
[Remake] Its not everyday you wake up to what sounds like someone ripping a neutron star in half. Whatever that'd sound like. I'm hesitant to tell you what happens here, but nevertheless will do so if you are keen in listening well.
The Legion Of Doom are finally free from the stultifying confines of their stone prison! There's just one thing stopping them from resuming their terrifying campaign of terror though, and it's a pretty major one...
Chrysalis is banished, hoping to put down new roots outside Equestria. But when she discovers an ancient kingdom, her past comes into focus. Meanwhile two changelings conspire against her leadership, but their motives change as the situation evolves.
Chrysalis is beaten. Her invasion of Canterlot? Failed. Her hive? Scattered to the winds. The future of her people? Bleak, grim, and hopeless. But change is in the air, and something is calling Chrysalis north, to the birthplace of the changelings.
The space race is on, and Chrysalis is determined to win it. With an earth pony test pilot and a hive full of brave-but-dim changelings, can she be the first pony on the moon? Inspired by Kerbal Space Program.
Sometimes, there are states of emotion that can overwhelm even the mightiest of creatures; or so they say. Queen Chrysalis had never taken stock in such tales, nor the creatures that told them. Until today that is.