Jibbly Jot, simply Jot if you know what's good for you, is the tough as nails, muckraking, investigative journalist for the Junction City Tribune. Her stories have overturned slaver plots and rooted out corruption. She was hot on the trial of her latest story, an exposé of Congresswoman Coriander of the NCR, when her home burned down erasing her evidence and killing her daughter. Out for revenge and with nothing left to loose, Jot kills Coriander in cold blood and is sentenced to death.

Then the unexpected happens, on the day of her execution mysteriously no one in the wasteland is permitted to die, no matter how injured they are. Having already been executed, she can no longer be held by the NCR. Stripped of her citizenship and effectually blacklisted from the city-state she has nothing left to do, but what she does best: find answers. With the rights of first report going to the Junction City Tribune once she finds them.

This story is canon to the Audio Files Series fics, but is not directly connected and reading those fics is not needed to read this fic. It is also formatted like a regular story and not like the other fics in the Audio Files Series.

This story is also canon to Gamma Deekay’s and Digital Ink (AKA Sawyer)’s series of connected fics, as well asattempting to include EAST Corp Production and Nuclear Horseman Studios canon.

This is based on the movie Fury.

Applejack as Wardaddy (But in the story I'll call her Warmommy, since AJ is a mare.)
Sandbar as Norman
Smolder as Grady Travis
Ocellus as "Bible"
Spike as Gordo

6 years after World War II broke out, the Allies (Hippogriffs, Ponies, Changelings, Yaks, Dragons) are making their final push in the Griffonian theater. A battle-hardened Army sergeant named Applejack "Warmommy" , leading a Sherman tank and a five-creatures crew, undertakes a deadly mission behind enemy lines. Hopelessly outnumbered, outgunned and saddled with an inexperienced soldier in their midst, Warmommy and her crew face overwhelming odds as they move to strike at the heart of Nazi Griffonia.

After being abandoned by her friends after a Mystable user by the name of Anon-a-Miss starts spreading rumors and personal secrets. Sunset is left alone in her darkest moment, left with nowhere else to turn to she decides to end everything. until a certain trio decide to step in.
Can friendships be saved or are they meant to stay Broken?
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Heavily inspired by the holiday special 2014 and the stories by the talented Small Muffin and Dainn
Anon-a-Miss By Dainn
In a time of need by Small Muffin

Evening Shade liked to think she was a normal pony. She pays her taxes, goes to a party every so often, and goes bar crawling with her friends. Sure, she wasn't the most well-off pony in Canterlot, but she made do.

Now? She isn't sure what to think. After accidentally bumping into a piece of Nightmare Moon's armor and being possessed by the spirit trapped within it, she's become torn between her duty as a citizen of Equestria, and her morality and empathy towards this strange new being she is now sharing every moment of her life with.

With twists and turns around every corner and enemies lurking in the shadows, it will take everything she's got to keep her newfound secret while remaining true to who she is as a pony.

Be sure to check out Cyonix, who is the editor for this story!

Edit: Featured on 8/9/2019, thank you guys so much!!!
Edit2: Featured on 8/23/2019!

Art done by the lovely Pillowrabbit!

I now have a discord! Join me over at The Salt Shaker!

This will be a 1st person story, occasionally swapping P.O.V to different characters.

This story is my take on an MLP version of Venom!

Two decades after the banishment of Nightmare Moon, her shadow still lingers. Princess Celestia has been left to tend the Twin Thrones alone and protect us all from those who would see Equestria crumble. Our enemies take many forms: some would tear the world down with their claws, others with their smiles. They are monsters all the same.

I have had many names, and I have been many things. Today I am Swift Sweep, and I work for the Equestrian Bureau for State Security.

Special thanks:
NCMares (DeviantArt) for the gorgeous cover art.
Octavia Harmony: primary beta reader and editor throughout the many months of production.
PaulAsaran: for great help with and feedback on plot development and initial story drafting.
Kleora, Cerulean Voice, Nonagon: for further help with editing and story development.

Vesperquines—batponies—have faithfully guarded Equestria's night for a thousand years. Apart from Celestia, they alone have kept the memory of Princess Luna alive in their hearts. And they alone know of their failure, of how they were not the friends she needed when jealousy and despair gnawed at her.

They pray for a second chance. They vow to do better.

And then, one night, miraculously, she returns.

But the princess whose memory they cherish is still lost to her mad fury. And for a young recruit of the Night Guard, the nightmare has just begun.

A selection of the Royal Canterlot Library!

Fluttershy knows it is her honor, her destiny, to have been born into the Lunar Guard. She knows it with all her heart. But sometimes, when she can get away from her drills and be alone with her animals, she is beset by doubt. Sometimes, as she straps on her armor and raises her spear, she wonders why there is so much disharmony in the world.

Sometimes she feels like Equestria is missing a little kindness.

Equestria Daily

Thanks to Rex Ivan, docontra, Reese, and JackRipper for helping to make it readable.
Cover art done by Conicer.

A New Mareland citizen named Half Heart is suddenly slammed with a routine inspection by the Wingbardy occupation force.

It's not like it could lead to a chain of events which may or may not include: tanks, beer and bullets.

This is my entry for the Equestria at War writing contest.

Note: The 'Narcotics' tag is for relatively minor beer consumption.