Anon is just a normal guy who enjoys video games, anime, and streaming. You know, all the traits of an otaku shut-in. One day, he went to Comic-Con dressed as his favorite FNAF character Springtrap. As he was walking around the place, some random lunatic started shooting up the place, killing Anon. He dies, but it's not over for him.

When Anon wakes up, he finds himself in a different world. A world ruled by technicolor anime-esque ponies of all things! As he wanders around, he realizes that his suit has somehow turned into an actual springlock suit. And to make things worse, he's been attacked and framed for murdering a child, causing the springlocks to close and kill Anon. But again, it's not over for him.

The reason why I've submitted this is because I don't want to have to go back and look for it every time I want to work on it. I hope you understand.

This fic, is about a fan of Hazbin Hotel, who made his own Alastor costume for halloween in New Orleans. Unfortunately he never got to go trick or treating, because he ordered the final piece of his costume from the merchant.

Warning: story includes content that may be uncomfortable for some readers.

Disclaimer: I do not own my little pony, the Alastor character, or the art within the story.

I'm mostly making this story because some people (you know who you are) have not written many stories like this, that feature the Hazbin Hotel franchise. So I must take it upon myself to pave the way for more of its kind. I do believe that this may be one of my best works, I’m gonna be working really hard on this. I hope you enjoy.

Enjoy my story, and please give it a like, and follow me for more content on my other stories.

Let's summarize a bit shall we? First guy named Ghost (not real name you can think of a name of you want) goes to a con dressed as the Courier. Second he has multiple weapons with infinite ammunition of each type, like .50 explosive rounds. Finally he is OP as all fuck and probably cannot die.

Complete supplies list
Anti-Material Rifle (GRA)
A Light Shining in the Darkness
Maria
Riot shotgun
Survivalist's Rifle
This Machine
Sprtel-Wood 9700
Stimpack
Rad Away
Med + Rad x
Doctor's bag
Sunset sarsparilla
Infinite ammo for each weapon
Infinite ammo types for each
Elite Riot Gear

Picture used without permission.

The perfect gift for Thomas became the one thing that thrust us in this new world, I lost everything from my parents to my very life. I'm Anne, and this is my story on how I survived the game of a crazy creature and how me, Thomas and our friends saved the world.

Edit:Gore is not very heavy I will avoid gruesome details but violence and some blood will show up in the story.

My second story on this site. Crossover with Pokèmon enjoy! This is not a normal displace story, there won't be any other displaced in this sorry to disappoint whoever wanted that to happen.

A Teenager wonders why he even continues on with life. Everyone he once knew hates him, only because he likes My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Both day in and day out he was lashed verbally and physically by those he once trusted.

My Little Pony helped him through those hard times. But it could never repair the trust issues he had. Even if it was with someone... or something he knew the true nature of.

But one day at a convention, everything changed. Maybe for the better. Maybe...

He can't remember his name, can't remember certain events, and only knows three nicknames that fit him the most. Each with a different meaning.

"The Defender", "The Wanderer", and " The Deceiver"

But only a few know what he prefers to go by, "The Courier"

Featured: 8/8/19

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> Data Flow Disrupted_
> Attempting Resyncchronization_

Help me, Help me, Help me, Help me!

> System unable to resynchronize with Data Flow

It Hurts so much! I want to Forget but I can't! Please someone Help me forget!

> Terminating Data_

I Hurt, it's so cold... I'm so tired...
Nothing... there is left, no one left.

> Reformatting Data_
> Memory Alteration Initiated_

No... nothing left to protect... is my duty done...?

No it's not done We must save them, I must bring them back I must PROTECT THEM!

This is an Elsword Displaced story and despite how creepy the description is the story will not really be too bad. Now on that note the dark tag is there for a reason and there will be some adult themes going on. It's not bad enough for a teen rating but there will be some points involving depression and other things along those lines.

What started as a fun concept turned into a living nightmare for John and Lizzie. Sure, being turned into the duo themselves, Ant-Man and The Wasp seemed cool at first, but not when they have to fix their suits first and later, have to save this world of ponies from an unknown force.

Note: This is a silly little displaced fic by MrAquino and I. This won't be as serious or dramatic as other's, just two writers doing the thing we love and not really caring about other's reactions, so just don't expect a lot from this.

As vital to the Guardian as a Ghost becomes, the meld of metal and Light is little more than a trinket when alone. When such separation occurs, most slowly degrade into a crusty husk, devoid of life and Light.

When his Guardian is consumed by the Darkness, one such Ghost breaks the mold of decay to fulfill the legacy of his mentor and friend, scouring the far reaches of the galaxy with the incomprehensibly intricate technology of the Vex.

The Ghost stumbles upon a world he could not have imagined, a place untouched by both the Darkness and the Traveler's Light. Discovering a secret Vex plot which threatens to devour the innocent planet, the Little Light does the unthinkable yet again. He takes upon a second Guardian, one bestowed with the rare gift of his previous. Kindness.

Featured 10/22/16!!!
11/9/16!!

I was sent to a strange land full of talking, colorful ponies, with a wooden mask that once put on, grants me powers that let's me bend the very laws of physics.

Hello, my name is Ori. I used to have a different name (and species) but since I was pretty much reborn as Ori, I figured that would be my name too. Anyways, my story starts at a con I attended dressed as Ori from Ori and the Blind Forest (because he's frikkin awesome and cute as heck). I bought something from the Merchant and the rest you know.

A\N I've recently learned how to upload images for my avatar so I thought I'd apply it to cover art. And here it is. I don't know who made this or how, but credit goes to them.