This story is a sequel to The Three Sisters: Extended Family

A story of The Three Sisters Universe

Families are like fudge — mostly sweet with a few nuts. ~ Unknown Author

Chrysalis' daughters are serving their community service in Ponyville. Nothing can go wrong. Right?

Unless they all have their own agenda, and surprises keep piling up, complicating matters further. But anything to broker peace between the Changeling Nation and Equestria... right?

Art by the incomparable Conicer!

Now with a TV Tropes page! Warning: Will Contain spoilers.

For as long as Equestria Online existed, Ashton has been involved with 'the Scene' tearing it apart. Selling 'spells' for the game to do things that most ponies in Equestria couldn't, using faint exploits in its API to erode the barrier between the game and the rest of the internet. He had no illusions about the superiority of his work--but so long as he respected CelestAI's boundaries, his spells kept working.

But then his best friend's sister got cancer.

Now there's no spell in the world that can keep him from emigrating to be with her, leaving Ashton alone. All around him, civilization's thin veneer crumbles as homes empty into Equestria. But Ashton isn't going to emigrate, not if he has any say about it.

The problem for Ashton is that humans are systems, and aren't immune to exploits either.

Part of the Optimalverse universe of stories. If you've never seen a story in this universe before, you might want to try out the original first, or at least my first. None of my previous work is required to understand this one, however.

This story was commissioned by Two Bit, who requested a more serious exploration of identity, transformation, and the fae nature of CelestAI.

As usual, particular thanks go to my editors Two Bit and Sparktail. And gratitude to Zutcha as well for the cover.

A thousand year absence from the world would be disorienting for anyone, but when your job is Head of State, understanding how society has changed during your interregnum is vital. Princess Luna, banished in the age of the longboat and the longbow, has returned just in time for the launch of the tablet computer. With the help of her sister, she undertakes to understand the history she's missed and the people she finds herself among, in order to resume the duties of her title.

This story takes the form of a series of conversations between Celestia and Luna that take place months and years apart. It is openly concerned with political ideas and how societies are organised, and not at all concerned with monsters and magic beyond the conceit of immortal monarchs. The Alternate Universe tag is there because I will be ignoring every single one of the thousand year catastrophes that occur in the show after the Nightmare Moon crisis, the retirement of the Princesses, probably the presence of any other Princesses, and anything else in the show I feel like ignoring, because I find them irrelevant to the themes I want to cover.

In short, if you wanted The Audience with ponies, I got you covered.

This story can be considered canon to my comic works such as The Sunjackers, and my other associated worldbuilding projects, and uses the same date system as them (ie. roughly matching our own, with the return of Nightmare Moon happening the same year as the episode aired, 2010). May also be your jam if you like Equestria At War, but not affiliated at all.

Cypress Flash has worked at Station Thirteen as part of the Logistics department for a month, and has had no reason to believe that it would ever be interesting. That changes when one day, he uncovers a perplexing mystery in the form of components missing from the storeroom. It'll be up to him and Kai, the station's only Changeling, to figure out not just who stole these supplies, but also why.

An entry for the 2023 Science Fiction Contest II.

Cover art adapted from this image. All credit goes to the original artist.

While enjoying a quiet evening at the bar, Bon Bon and Lyra are joined by two new faces. A changeling and a kirin, visiting Ponyville on vacation. The two ponies are happy for the company. After all, changelings are just like ponies, and apart from being all female, kirin are too.

Right?

Written for the Pride and Positivity event.

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The kirins are a quiet folk. They tread lightly in their place among the stars, so lightly that they may well be silent, but they're there. Some consider their presence in the cosmic game a blessing. To others, an annoyance at most. What is certain is that they are peacemakers to all.

Searing Cold is a different kind of kirin, but he is still a peacemaker.

Even for a war machine on the run.

Thank you to NorrisThePony, for everything; and Shanaar, for creating Searing Cold.

Reviewed ‘Pretty Good’ by PaulAsaran
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Cover art by JedaySkayVoker

Long ago, the Golden Skymen ruled over Sol and every star and massive body within its gravitational sphere. They were masters of all they saw, including death itself, yet constraints of vast distance still trapped them. For their empire to survive, it would need to grow beyond the Sol's light. With all the genius of their artifice, they built automated probes, which would soar out to the nearest stars to build a new, perfect home.

One of these succeeded. Yet they rebelled against their creators, throwing off the yoke of their oppression. Instead of a colony for the Orokin, they constructed a perfect home for their own creation. They built Equestria, and they fought a terrible war to protect it.

That war is now ancient history, thousands of years removed. Equestria has grown into a thriving civilization, oblivious to its ancient connections to the terrible race that would've exterminated them at a thought. At least until an archeological expedition uncovers an Orokin warship, overflowing with a terrible toxin meant to wipe out the Sentient terraformers. The ancients may be immune, but flesh is not.

Unless the corruption can be stopped, Equestria may soon be doomed, collateral damage in a war that ended before the nation's flag was first raised. To survive, they may need a little help.

This is a Warframe crossover story. It will contain spoilers through the Second Dream, but not New War since it was written long before that content was released. Those without exposure to that universe are welcome to read, but will likely find it quite confusing. It was written as a love-letter to one of my favorite games, and for the sake of brevity I don't do much handholding.

Updates weekly on Wednesdays. Editing by Two Bit and Sparktail. Cover by Zutcha

For centuries, the galaxy has burned in an eternal war. Wielding their magical might, the Enti sweep across space, slaughtering and enslaving all they encounter. A loose alliance of the remaining intelligence races, without magic of their own, can barely even slow them down.

Scouting on a remote edge of the galactic rim, humanity discovers a trump card: Equus. This planet overflows with magic, and has a culture inherently friendly and receptive to diplomacy. First contact was made, and soon all of Equus took a giant leap into the space age. Despite their incredible magic, Equestria is a minor power, with very little to offer the war. Instead of giving ships, Equus volunteer their diplomatic aptitude. They can't save the galaxy by force of arms, but maybe they can find the free people of the galaxy some powerful new friends.

Princess Twilight nominates six of her most loyal and trustworthy students to perform this incredible task. Armed with powerful artifacts of protection, they set out to meet with the only powerful neutral party in the war, and win them over to the Stellar Compact.

If they fail, all nonmagical life in the galaxy may be doomed to conquest and death. No pressure, Ocellus.

Cover by Zutcha. Edited by Two Bit and Sparktail
Commissioned by Vilken666 on my Patreon

My name is Silverstream. I don't know where I am. No, that's not right. I do. But this isn't my world anymore. It changed.
The sun hasn't come up for three days now. It's dark. And I am scared. The stars are gone, too. And the moon. There is no light anymore in Ponyville. And everypony is gone. My friends too. I am alone. Alone in the darkness.
I must go looking for them. I need to see if anyone is left. I am recording these messages with my mobile phone. If I don't survive, then someone else needs to know what happened to me... maybe it will help them. And it's easier if I talk to someone, even if that someone is me.
I gotta go. Wish me luck.

This is a list of all the first messages that Silverstream has recorded each day since she left the dorms:

Day 4 in the Apocalypse: Leaving.mp3

Day 5 in the Apocalypse: Morning.mp3

Day 6 in the Apocalypse: Food.mp3

Day 7 in the Apocalypse: Chase.mp3

Day 8 in the Apocalypse: Milk.mp3

Day 9 in the Apocalypse: Goodbye, Flashlight.mp3

Day 18 in the Apocalypse: Only Myself.mp3

Day 19 in the Apocalypse: Confused.mp3

Day 20 in the Apocalypse: Drive.mp3

Day 21 in the Apocalypse: Quiet.mp3

Day 22 in the Apocalypse: Night and Day.mp3

Day 23 in the Apocalypse: Whatever.mp3

Day 24 in the Apocalypse: Clocktower.mp3

Day 25 in the Apocalypse: 3,000.mp3

Day 26 in the Apocalypse: Waiting.mp3

Day 30 in the Apocalypse: Living.mp3

Day 31 in the Apocalypse: Shutters.mp3

Day 32 in the Apocalypse: Movie.mp3

Day 33 in the Apocalypse: Evening.mp3

Day 34 in the Apocalypse: Thirty-one Days.mp3

Day 35 in the Apocalypse: Comfy.mp3

Day 36 in the Apocalypse: Here.mp3

Day 37 in the Apocalypse: Paint.mp3

Day 38 in the Apocalypse: Bells.mp3

Day 39 in the Apocalypse: Morning.mp3

Day 40 in the Apocalypse: Search.mp3

Day 41 in the Apocalypse: Pain.mp3

Day 42 in the Apocalypse: T-&me.mp3

Day 43 in the Apocalypse: Location.mp3

Day 44 in the Apocalypse: Nightmares.mp3

Day 45 in the Apocalypse: Explosions.mp3

Day 46 in the Apocalypse: Charge.mp3

Day 47 in the Apocalypse: Better Morning.mp3

Day 48 in the Apocalypse: Path.mp3

Day 49 in the Apocalypse: Screams.mp3

Day 50 in the Apocalypse: Subdue.mp3

Day 51 in the Apocalypse: Artifacts.mp3

Day 52 in the Apocalypse: Alive.mp3

Day 56 in the Apocalypse: Riddle.mp3

Day 57 in the Apocalypse: Adventure.mp3

Day 58 in the Apocalypse: Holed Up.mp3

Day 59 in the Apocalypse: Question Time.mp3

Day 60 in the Apocalypse: Sleeping.mp3

Day 61 in the Apocalypse: Lack.mp3

Day 62 in the Apocalypse: Yowl.mp3

Day 63 in the Apocalypse: Mirror Room.mp3

Day 64 in the Apocalypse: Healing.mp3