Its name is unknown.

All it has is a number: 228.

It has no memories.

Only curiosity and hunger.

Then a rainbow-colored light takes It away from these things, depositing it in a colorful world of talking creatures who use magic, it soon finds itself interacting with these... ponies, despite it wanting to be alone, after an incident involving an odd winged equine 228 finds itself in the care of the first friend that it's had in its new life.

But there are still obstacles to be faced and the road to becoming something more than a monster is hard.

With the Las Plagas inside of It rebelling and the influx of other monsters from Its world, will becoming human be worth it in the end?

Loosely inspired by the fic Ultimate Three
I Do not own My Little Pony: FiM or the Resident Evil series.

Albert Wesker magically survives his encounter with Chris Redfield and Sheva Alomar in Kijuju and finds himself in Equestria. Given the chance to begin a new life he'll have to decide, whether to continue his old ways or rather become a part of this society based on love and tolerance.

This story is a sequel to I am the hammer. The edge of his sword... and unfortunatly, the partner of a purple unicorn with wings.

Magnus the red makes one final gambit to destroy the Imperium. All that stand in his way are a motley array of misfits who seem to pose no threat whatsoever to the primarch.

Yet there is perhaps someone who can stop him from undermining The Emperor's great work.
One of his own men.

40k X MLP crossover.

Discord never felt so bored in his eons of life until the defeat of Tirek, now with nothing to do he brings in a being from another universe. Unfortunatly that being is the dragon Smaug.

There is no rule stating that one cannot be a geek AND also be buff.
I defy the rules.
Now, I am here in this anthro Equestria because reasons.
I am the Muscle Wizard, and I cast Magic Fist.

Inspired by Malideus.

Not all humans who arrive in Equestria are friendly. Sometimes, they're total assholes.
Sometimes, they're trolls. Like these guys.

When you're two dudes who are cosplaying as Tobi and Yoshimitsu and are labelled Public enemies 1 and 2, sometimes, you just gotta go on a road trip.

Loosely inspired by F*ck it I'm having fun. Pic drawn by Genbu, who's kind of the coolest.

Edit: Huh, featured on 5 May 2014. Wasn't expecting this.

Twilight has developed a device that can detect strange signals coming from outer space; signals from aliens! She gathers her friends so that they can all listen in.

But they may not like what they hear...

cover image courtesy of DocWario

I'd appreciate if everyone could keep the YouTube embeds in the comments to a minimum. The sheer number of them is putting a bit more strain on my connection than I'd like. I'm going to start deleting any comments with 2 or more embeds in them.

Long ago, a year after the imprisonment of Discord, a being of immense and terrible power appeared in Equestria. Locked behind the gates of Tartarus, the creature is thought to be forever trapped. Until now. Though it has taken more than a few centuries, he has finally managed to climb the dark pits of Tartarus, and escape the hellish prison. His name, is Ulquiorra.

AN: Tags will be added along the way, expect lots of explosions. First ever fic, mercy...
Special thanks to ponyclaws, who helped edit this fic, of which I am immeasurably grateful for.

What's it been? 1000 years?
That's funny. It feels like much longer than that.

Let me tell you, being trapped in stone that long can do crazy things to a guy.
And when you were a little off your rocker in the first place...
But now I'm free. The leaders of this disgusting place trapped me here, and now they're going to pay.
I'm going to show them the real definition of insanity.

On the battlefield, they're a stolid grey wave of humanity. They live with a disturbing lack of wanting to live, and are well known for pessimism, morbidity, and an institutional death wish - if you can even get them to talk, that is.

On the battlefield, they're a loose conglomeration of whatever the Planetary Governors can scrape up. In theory, they defend their planets from external and internal threats, forming the first line of defense for the Imperium of Man. In practice, the only tactical consideration they are in the minds of battlefield commanders is a force to slow down threats with sheer numbers until the Imperial Guard arrives to start the battle.

The Death Korps of Krieg and the Planetary Defense Forces are wildly incompatible, and so are their members. However, when misguided aim lands one human from each in the far north of Equestria, teamwork is the only hope for success.

For Rhia, it's difficult trying to preserve one's life when one's survival partner considers you useless, along with not caring about trying especially hard to survive.

For 57-893, it's annoying when your only company is obsessed with the ridiculous notion of not wanting to 'die for the Emperor'.

A change of outlooks is in order.

And what of the natives?