This story is a sequel to Emerald Gleaner: Retired Monster

[Prototype 2] X MLP:FiM Crossover

Beset by a mountains of work both official and secret, Emerald has barely time left to herself anymore. Can one still become exhausted even if they physically can't? When does paranoia do more harm than good?

When people stop trying to kill you of course!

Inspired by the song Bismarck by the amazing band Sabaton!

When the Allies sunk the great battleship Bismarck, they thought it would be gone for good, left at the bottom of the Atlantic to rust as the Second World War raged on. What they didn't know was that the ship never made it to the ocean floor. Instead, the hulking battle machine was transported to someplace entirely unknown to mankind, with its sole survivor taken along for the ride.

The Gryphon Empire had been expanding its borders for centuries, gaining power and influence over the majority of the planet while at the same time stretching themselves ever thinner. Now, with food shortages threatening to tear the Empire apart, they look towards the only hope of salvation they have, Equestria.

Yet the pride of a predatory race would never allow for them to stoop to begging or trading for what they need. In their very blood there is a cry for war that cannot be denied if they are to save all that they have built. However, only a fool would dare go against the magical might of the pony nations, even taking into account the abysmal state of their military. Yet all of that changes when the hulk of a massive war vessel appears on the shores of their homeland, with a very strange pony the only being aboard.

Will Equestria fall under the power of one of mankind's most infamous warships? How will our lone human-turned-pony react to being in both a new body and world? You'll just have to take a look inside and see for yourself.

Thank you to my new Editors Grau and Helping Hoof for their help in making this an even better book for all of you to enjoy.

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Has been republished ((again)) so I can submit other stories without waiting for the dreaded approval waiting time. Or I'm delusional, and that's not a thing. I was not. It really does work like that.

If you want to know why it was originally taken down, read the blog. ((Also my profile's comments. This shit is cringe))

244 likes 17 dislikes before the shameful snap I made ratings visible again 'cause ppl are still reading this for some reason.

New story of similar theme coming soon, so hold 'yer horses. But this time without the cringe. Hopefully.

Takes place in an alternate universe where princess Platinum, commander Hurricane and chancellor Puddinghead begrudgingly works together in threat of annihilation by the windigos to form Equestria without their advisor's intervention. However, not everything is sunshine and rainbows, as the desperate union continues to be plagued by ethnic strife between the three tribes, and constant border raids/skirmishes from their new neighbours begin to breed a culture of mistrust and paranoia.

One such raiders were the 'savage' eastern griffons; whose origins were hidden by the impassable eastern mountain ranges which cut the Equus continent into two. Wild tales and speculations came out of the mysterious eastern lands, as even the coasts were lined with mountains; seemingly to protect its vast riches from outsiders. Little did they know, the eastern lands did not hold vast riches nor fertile lands, but was a chaotic and violent collection of warlords, counties, dukedoms and kingdoms; all fighting for so long to the point that their original casus belli had been lost or forgotten due to time.

There was no creature in Equestria who could stabilise the isolated region; many griffons having fallen attempting to unite the vast lands. Luckily, the next ones wouldn't be Equestrian. (Yeah, you know where this is going)

Enter Bismarck and Mauser; the former having been forced into retirement by the boisterous Kaiser Wilhelm II, and the latter continuing to refine his rifle designs, and eventually witnessing his Gewehr 98 becoming the standard issued German rifle. The latter was a realist and an extremely gifted statesman; whilst the former was an inventor whose name would label the infamous "Mauser" small-arms company.

Can they unite the fractured eastern lands? Can they create a unifying identity to rally the apethtic citizenry? Can they fix the agricultural and economic strife? Can they turn their divided lands into a unified superpower? Of course they can.

* Erwin Rommel (Griffon)
* Winston Churchill (Changeling)
* Franklin D Roosevelt (Changeling)
* Queen Victoria (Changeling)

Disclaimer: First time writing. Writing on a phone. Harsh criticism is fine, just don't be unreasonable. Historical accuracy is thrown out the window to fit the narrative. Realism is also thrown out the window (goodbye immersion). Totally not a Gary Stu story with all the modern weapons (pretty much just a 'civilised' vs 'uncivilised' situation). The pony civilisation is not a fairy tale utopia. Lots of death. Research_all and add_equipment are used liberally. Victoria 2 (and hopefully soon Victoria 3) are referenced frequently (mostly in comments).

Cover art link: https://commons.m.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Otto_von_Bismarck_by_N.Repik.jpg
(The image is free to use, and requires no permission nor request to use) (If you're a dum-dum and asking if I made the cover art, "ofc I didn't make the covert art.")

Featured 06/27/21 ("The world must've gone terribly wrong for something like this to happen...")

A nation fractured and surrounded by enemies, a physically weak ruler who struggled daily to maintain an empire that weakened with each passing year. Together with nobles increasingly ambitious and emboldened as the emperor's authority dwindled.

All this added up to a powder fuse for a nation that would explode into conflict with the ambition of the various duchies and counties that already wielded considerable power.

And in the middle of all this chaos, he is born.

An old spirit in a young body. The first and only heir of the Von Greifenstein dynasty and the last hope of a declining Griffonian Empire.

Grover the Sixth, Emperor of the Griffons.

This story is based on the mod for Hoi4 Equestria at war. It's really worth checking out. All types of constructive criticism are accepted and very well welcome! I don't own any of the images! They all belong to the Equestria at war Dev team and their Artists!

This is ???. They go by the name of Shade, short for Shady Drawing. They were simply at home, doing their usual thing, before finding themself in the same world that Equestria sits in. How intriguing. Did I forget to mention that they were turned into a changeling?
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This’ll be fun. ;)

This is a redo on my story Over-Powered Shapeshifter. "At Least I'm Not A Mary Sue."
No need to read the garbage that was that story though, this’ll be redoing it from the beginning with some major differences.
This’ll still be garbage but I’m gonna give it a sprinkle of ‘okay’ writing. Pacing and crap isn’t gonna be good but I hope some of you like it(like how a lot of people liked the previous version, which still surprises me as it’s the most liked story I’ve written so far).
Also, chapters will probably come slowly, depending on if my wandering brain thinks up events or not.

I was just doing my own business shopping when I woke up in Pinkie's bed as Zalgy Cake, Pinkie Pie's equinox counterpart. Turns out my spiritual energy is like a demon and my newest host is Pinkie, I take control when ever I want but I like to have Pinkie behind the wheel most of the time since I would get on everypony's bad side. Oh look another demon, be back later. I was starting to get bored by talking so much.

No music or anything of the kind is mine! Only this story and the world with it.

N’Zoth’s plans never end. Even when he is defeated, he gains something from it. When Azeroth’s champions battle him in Ny’alotha, he knows this time will be no different…

Darkness. That was all the man saw after the flash of light. Pain. That was all he felt when he awoke in a strange new world, unaware of who he is. Love. That is what he will come to know.

He will eventually remember who he is, but not before the monster inside of him rears its head. Coursing through his veins is a power that can bring Equestria to its knees, a power too dark for such a fragile world—the power of an Old God.

Why did N’Zoth choose him to be his chosen? Because the human had all the keys to his freedom, and would not be able to stop him without the memories of his past.

N’Zoth’s visions become reality as his wicked plans unravel, Equestria caught within the web of his corruption. Is it prepared for the unending horrors and darkness that shall be unleashed with him?

Crossover of World of Warcraft and FIM.
I do not own My Little Pony or World of Warcraft.

This is not a sequel to Death Cometh

***Featured 3/6/22

Elián was sent eons before equestria, with forerunner technology, with the passage of time, he learned to control it and acepted with much work his destiny, as a new guardian of the mantle of responsibility, this story will have a focus on the struggle between his humanity and duty.

Birth and charity

Chapters 1- *

Construction and compensation

Chapters

Doubts and discoveries

Chapters

Disclosure and claim

Chapters

Despair and sacrifice

Chapters

Wait and extension

Chapters

Help and compassion.

Chapters 1-

Structures

Ships

Units

23/07/2020 featured, i can die happy :'v

The Earth is still reeling from the effects of the Collision Wars against Xenolestia and her hordes of Newfoals, humanity having emerged victorious but a few million citizens fewer. Then yet another Equestria appears, but this time the humans are quick to cut off the head of the snake, capturing the evil Princess Celestia and imprisoning her. But something seems different about this Celestia...something almost friendly.

Can the Harmony and Friendship that Celestia has treasured all her life heal some of the scars left by her wicked counterpart, or do some wounds just run too deep?

Cover modified with permission from: KP-Shadowsquirrel

Also, because people have been asking for it, the original WW2 poster can be found here

Pre reading done by DJK. So go give him some wuv.

I was shopping when 4 men in black ski masks decided it was a good time to commit a robbery. Next thing I knew I was falling from the sky, unconscious. I then wake up to girly screams only to notice my body. My Purple. Chitinous. Body . And upon my head the head crest of a certain creature from my favorite franchise. And to top it off, it's almost time for the 1000th Summer Sun Celebration! Guess who's going with Twilight to Ponyville!