How many times must I be called monster, beast, or foul chimera?
How many times must they hunt me down?
What did I do?
What do they see?
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Am I a monster?
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Do they want a monster?

Featured 12/23/2021 first time I got a story featured :)
edited by:
DarthBall - Fimfiction
UnamusedWaffle - Fimfiction
prereader - 0fficerZ0mbie#0569

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[Hiatus or most Abandoned]

Abandoned history.
-Milestones to achieve by the OC:
//Ability to fully predict Everfree's weather
//Overcome a second sound barrier.
//Affect the weather with only emotions
//Tune with the weather, know if a place needs rain or hot seasons, etc.
//*Optional, Make him an Alicorn with control over the world's weather, dedicate himself to helping the small factions without Pegasus to control the weather, as something cliché I was inclined not to do.
Defects:
OC too robot, monotonous like almost everything.
Sorry for explaining some things too much, but that's who I am, I enjoy investigating the reasons for things and I tend to explain them... like now.
I had several ideas for this story, but they are all loose ideas with nothing to tie them together so I never focused on any of them or gave them a real or general purpose.
Being your best version, a small wish of mine that I imposed in writing, that's what this story was.
Many ideas come to me over time but I don't put them into action.
So many things I want to do, but without energy and time to do it, that caused the decline of publishing more chapters mainly.

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Death from stress during work hours.
Reincarnated as a small cyan pegasus with a mane of two tones of blue, the darkest being the base with a fringe of a much lighter tone, his appearance gave his name.

Storm Flash... a little pegasus from Canterlot.

Now, this is my story of how I became in... I don't know.

Just follow me and see how I try to achieve something great to never again be someone insignificant who was not satisfied with his previous life.
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Featured:
08/[27->31]/21
09/05/21
09/14/21
09/24/21
11/27/21
12/03/2021
01/29/2022

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Binnacle - 17 Years since I was here and wrote my thoughts:

I managed to find my goal, it is to be a Pegasus without equal, to be able to alter the weather just with a flap of my wing without being in the sky, to master the art of controlling the clouds or as I like to call it Cloudbender.

I have managed to make a Sonic Boom thanks to all my training... but it was not my final goal not least when it took me 10 years to achieve it when a 8 year old Rainbow Dash achieved it when we were in the Young Aviators school.

But now I am very distracted by the Everfree forest and the challenges it can impose on my path, Everfree will be the forge where I will temper my skills to achieve my dream.

Joining the Wonderbolts... no thanks, I will be recognized for my accomplishments, not for the clothes I wear over my fur!
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Some time has passed and now I am the Bearer of a strange magical element that seems to be slowly affecting me ... the good thing is that it is in a positive way.

Also, my training has had its results, now I can clear the sky by just flapping among other things, but the most memorable thing is that I can be the center of climate changes, something that I discovered by accident when consuming a drug, now my attention is focused in replicating those phenomena and then mastering them.

The Everfree is no longer as chaotic or random as I thought at first, it is similar to Earth in a certain way, but only 5% because the rest of the difference is caused by the magical phenomenons that abound in that forest.

Another bit of news is that now I have friends who bring me a smile when I remember them, but I still haven't lost my features as a Deviant, but I'm worried about what Celestia plans for me, now that she knows that I'm not in the army with the others Deviant.

In Ponyville, a new and unusual resident moved into town. He went on adventures, made friends, met the love of his life, had children, and lived happily ever after for many years.

This isn't his story, but the story of his firstborn.

Anonymous Junior isn't like most ponies. Her teeth are sharp, her gaze is unnerving, and her gait is predatory. The hot blood of humanity, the blood of her sire, pumps through her veins, and it's apparent to all who look. Even when empowered by such passion, the life of a young filly is still one filled with trials and tribulations.

A re-imagining of Anon Filly as the biological daughter of Anonymous.
A Second-Person story starring You as Anonymous Junior
Takes place in the Reversed Gender Role Equesria AU
Makes use of OCs that I do not own. They belong to their respective creators and my depictions should not be considered accurate.

Twilight's had enough to deal with being the newly crowned Princess of Friendship.
However, when someone returns from Equestria's distant past, things begin to turn a bit unusual.
Now she has to deal with this strange mage that has been calling the library home for far longer than she has.
Who exactly is he, and why is he returning now?

Featured on:
12/5/21
12/11/21

Edited: 9/19/22

This story is a sequel to Twilight Sparkle and the Master Thief

Retirement has not been kind to Celestia. Pushed by boredom, she disguises herself as an average pony, and she heads west. Unfortunately, she's picked up a traveling companion that was not a part of the plan. Now, heading out into the jungles of the Equestrian frontier, Celestia and Marble Venture find themselves forced to survive while darker forces work in the shadows.

Meanwhile, Luna attempts to be social.

The changeling hive, known for being enemies of ponykind has a new addition to their hive. An earth filly who was found in the everfree forest by a changeling. with nothing else to do with it, she is brought back to the hive and presented to the ruthless queen, Chrysalis.

(Featured on the first day posted. O_O)

Discord knows many things, has powers that can make heads flip and worlds turn upside down with a snap of his fingers, but if he's turned to stone again if Twilight can break her friends free from his influence, he was going to need an heir. Before his secondary loss, which he knew would eventually be inevitable, he chooses someone from another world, a young man named Charles, to take his stead and be the next Lord of Chaos. But with a new life comes a new body, and it's hard to be a menacing, chaotic deity when you're turned into a young draconequus colt.

This is a story requested by LordOfChoas.

Desmond Mallory wasn't ever lucky, in fact he was quite the opposite. Misfortune and disaster always seemed be waiting around every corner. Tired of his "curse" he tries everything from Hoodoo to Holy water, with little to no effect.

Wispers and strange rumors of a peculiar bookstore that only opens after dark, where many odd tales of "magic" being preformed draws Demond's interest.

Can they cure his curse of misfortune? And why does everyone seem to be talking in horse puns?

After losing his last relative, Will is stuck in despair and sadness, only wishing to have a new family. And he's getting one, one that will never leave him.
His wish granted and ready for a new start, Will is purged from the sadness of his old life by accepting to lose some of his memories and is no longer human, in a strange new land with two brothers that will never leave him alone. Literally.

Death Tag for the prologue.

A poor choice was made one faithful summer day. A young man finds what many would call a miracle of science, a portal, a gateway, a bloody wormhole. No matter what you call it, the fact was that a young man found it.

"A hand wouldn't hurt." The dumbfounded man said. "Just one hand, then I'll leave."

Like a fool he reached out and touched the cursed thing. And much like a fly to a trap, there was no hope for escape. The portal warped and stretched the second the young man dare touch it. And with a final startled scream the young man forever vanished from whence he came.

I am that foolish young man, I am the one who dare mess with forces far to large for me to comprehend, and I am the one who was forever sealed from going back to whence I came. With nothing more than a bag to my name, I walked forward with no way back.

My name is Status Quo, and here I stand.

Alone.

Hello.

I live, if a bit glum. No promises I will continue with this, but the idea wouldn't leave my head. So here we are.

Enjoy!

- Blue Insomniac