Preview that I promised.

So I said some stuff bout' previews... Here's you go...

Exert from Chapter 2 of F*** You, And Your Rules!...

-Alex’s POV, Do I Really Need To Re-iterate The Fact That This Is Set At The Same Time As When The Others POV’S Started?-

I woke with a start and threw myself up to my foot.

Nope, you heard right. Foot. Singular.

I fell over immediately and landed on my ass. I looked painfully at the spot where my left leg should be and saw only dirt.

“Oh fuck my life.”

I looked around, examining the rest of my body, noticing I was shorter and that my right arm was missing. My face went blank. No amount of words could describe my feelings at the moment.

Saying I was pissed, would be like saying Edward and Alphonse Elric didn’t have mommy issues.

A few moments later and I finally cooled off enough to examine my surrounding’s. A few feet in front of me was a tree, a tree with an automail arm and leg leaning against it.

My grumblings stopped.

“…….. Oh shit.”

I then looked to where my right arm SHOULD connect to my torso and saw metal plating with a hole in it.

“…….. Oh shit.”

I looked back at the automail and made a decision, sighing I spoke to myself.

“If something stupid is about to happen, or you’re going to do something stupid and it’s gonna hurt, do it fast.”

I flipped onto my stomach and crawled my way to the tree’s base, the sound of dirt brushing against me and twigs snapping followed me as I approached. When I finally got to the tree trunk I moved the automail off it and pushed myself against it. If I was gonna do what I was about to, I would need the support. I grabbed a nearby stick that looked thick and fairly clean, before shoving it my mouth and biting down on it, testing its strength, causing it to creak under the pressure.

It would do.

I grabbed the leg and put it next to the slot where it would go in. I braced myself, knowing full well how painful attaching automail is.

Then I pulled. It clicked into place with a loud SNAP!

----Back With Celestia and Luna----

The two princess’s flew elegantly towards the disturbances they had felt in Quantum Faust Forc-

“FuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuCCCKKKK!”

Both of them fell from the sky like rocks.

Right into a tree. Branch. A two feet thick branch.

It snapped and hit the newly attached limb of Alex’s. With them on top of it.

----Back To Alex’s POV At That Exact Moment----

And then I yelled like any true man does when they experience a new, unthinkable, level of pain.

Nope, not gonna sugarcoat it. It genuinely pissed me off even more than realizing my limbs had been stolen while I was unconscious.

AnD ThEm… the first time I meet an alien species happens to be the same time I have to attach new, fake, limbs to my already sore as fuck body.
I reacted purely on instinct.

I drew a circle in the wood with a rock as they groaned in pain before forcing my palm to it. In a blue electric appearance the wood shredded before reforming around the forms laying on the ground in a large, metal cage.

A few seconds later I realized the implications of what I had just done.

First off. Alchemy.

Second off. Alchemy.

Third off. Alchemy without equivalent exchange.

Hmmm….. mmmMMMMMMMM!

The philosopher stone necklace I bought!

“Wow… I have the lives of a few thousand people on my neck…”

I said that out loud, didn’t I?

“You have what!”

Yup, definitely out loud. Shiiiit.

I turned my head to the cage to see two very pissed looking Alicorns staring at me.

I stood up, grabbed my new right arm and bolted.

Of course it got worse as a VERY loud explosion and a whole crap-ton of heat wafted over and past me with two, very distinctive pissed off females yelling at me.

Sadly, NOT the first time something like this has happened to me.
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Exerts from Chapter 1 of The First Pure Darkness

The first Human capable of thought.

The first Human capable of speech.

The first Human capable of magic.

The first Human capable of Darkness…

The first Human capable of rage, hatred, anger….

Love…

Compassion…

…..

Harmony….

…..

I was the first at most things Humans who live on the Earth plain take advantage of on a daily basis and more in this strange land.

But that is not where this tale begins, it begins like this;

I was torn from reality, ripped from normalcy, shredded out of MY life.

Placed in a land where darkness is the greatest enemy, where Humanity has learned control over magic which they refer to as Dust.

A place where school children have a chance to become great warriors and heroes that fight the darkness.

Children ranging from the most normal Human, to the strangest Fauna.

I was not offered this choice after my First life ended, leaving me only a name, and a companion.

I was reborn as… something… else…

Not Human.

Not Fauna.

Not even Android.

I was Darkness’s child.

Only in title though. For I was not like the shadows that dragged in the poor, the weak, and the wounded. I was Darkness’s greatest possible achievement. I was pure.

I was the Final Flicker, the being who would end the blaze that refused to leave the world.

The Reclaimer.

My only options, to kill the Humans and their allies off and take the throne of Darkness and become like all those God’s of Darkness that conquer all before them, with no remorse. Or… I could fight with Humanity… Save them from a never ending cycle of death and pestilence.

I chose the latter and ended up killing my Second life’s father, my creator, and my king. The Humans who hated me learned then that I was the true Dark. The true everlasting companion of true Light. And I became a symbol, a beacon, an idol. A true Hero.

Something not to be feared or hated, but loved and respected.

But my victory came at a great cost. My life.

Though Light embraced me as I died, and after breaking ancient code, code that I only realized existed after She did it. She saved my mortal form, the pureness of it forever trapped in crystal darker than any false shadow. She used her power by siphoning her Light, and therefore magic incarnate itself into the nearly destroyed body I had resided in and pushed the magic into the pureness, creating a barrier even time could not destroy.

My winged, fanged, furred covered body was left in that barrier so that only those that we’re truly followers of pure Darkness, and my friends and allies, but most of all, my lover, could see me.

I died there. But only in a mortal sense. My body remained as a monument to peace, and my soul clinged to Her.

A tragedy of epic proportions. A tale all who knew would take sorrow in. A tale that all who knew would consider art.

My art.

My tragedy.

……..

But my tale doesn’t truly end there.

My pure mind, surrounded by constant fighting, political in my First life, and physical in my Second, had overcome all of it.

Light decided that I had new options.

Go home; and leave all of my powers here, with a shard of my soul so a new King could be born. Taking only my lover and my memories.

Return to the world; be reborn in a new body and lead Humanity for eternity with my lover at my side.

Leave and save a new world; Regain my body, and leave with my lover to do what I did for Humanity for a fledgling planet, leaving a shard of my soul for the same reason as the first option.

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Exerts from Chapter 1 of OH COME ON?! Even The Title Is A Giant Dick Joke?!

----Equestria, 10,099 Year Later, Celestial and Luna----

Luna was walking, walking down the path from her room to the dining room, where she would convene with her sister for a little bit while eating and preparing for night court. When she arrived she noted that Celestia was already sat at the table eating what appeared to be… hay fries and a milkshake.
This alluded her to her sisters turmoil instantly, but she decided not bring up said conclusion directly, instead she asked a normal question. “Sister, how went the day court?”

Celestia looked up as her sister asked this question, absent mindedly taking another drink from her milk shake before answering. “It was not so great. So many ponies are complaining about Discord causing chaos.”

“Then you should reprimand him for his actions.”

Celestia sighed. “If only it were so easy.”

Luna had sat down at this point and tilted her head. “What do you mean?”

“He’s getting in trouble because he wants to help people, but doesn’t understand that he can’t just chaos things to help. For instance, he was going to help the castle staff janitor’s, but he ended up turning all the brooms and sweeps and buckets in to sentient creatures, who ‘cleaned up’ everything from common trash to ponies too a well, seemingly rehearsed, theme! It was horrendous, truly!”

Luna shook her head and giggled lightly at Celestia as her demeanor changed over the course of her small rant. “Perhaps you sh-“

The doors to the room split open with aloud crack. “Princess Celestia, Princess Luna!”

“What is it, guard?”

He panted in exhaustion for a moment before speaking. “Several of the statues in the garden are gone!”

Celestia’s frazzled expression changed back instantly, and Luna’s small smirk evaporated. They both shouted the same thing.

“Which statues!” The guard shook for a second before responding.

“The Spiral Warriors. Gurren Lagann, your majesties.”

Both princess faces paled.

This was not good at all.

The guard fainted.

Shit was gonna get crazy fucked up.

Again.

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Exerts from Chapter 1 of the work in progress/ subject to change story titled; Sorry Jack... Better Luck Next Time...

Hello, my name is Jack, Jack All’Trades. I’m a twenty year old stallion who has light brown fur, with a short darker brown mane, grey eyes, and a Jack of All Trades Cutie Mark. I live in a 1,000 square foot apartment. My talent is as my name and Cutie Mark says, I’m a natural jack of all talents and master of none.
And this my shitty love story;

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Jack was trotting through the park one day.

“My friends just call me Jack though, and if it’s all right with you I wanna be your friend.”

….

“Too cheesy…”

Dammit! I can’t believe how stupidly hard this is! I just wanna find the right words for that special somepony. When I find her that is.

Sigh, I suppose it’ll just happen in when it-BARK!

He looked up from the ground and noticed a small dog a few hooves in front of him. He reached out to her with one of hooves. “Oh, hey girly, your pretty cute. What are you doing out here in the park all by yourself?”

She looked back at him before grabbing a can to his right and running off.

Sigh.

“Just like every other girl I’ve met outside of my mother…” He muttered to himself.

He looked up to his fedora for a second before angrily grabbing it in his hoof, throwing it to the ground and then bucking it into a nearby bush.

He turned around, getting ready to stomp away to his home in anger, but as fate would have it, he turned and bumped into somepony. They both fell, but he quickly picked himself back up to his hooves. He looked at the pony he bumped into and was surprised to see one of the most beautiful mares he’d ever seen, and somepony who was famous at that…. and then her name popped into his head.

Rarity Belle.

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Whelp there you go.... have fun...........