The villains of Equestria are tired, tired of losing. So Discord in all of his brilliance set a fail safe, if he were to lose a clone of him was to find the being closest to him in terms of chaos, and give that being his powers, memories and good looks. To create Chaos and recruit allies. He found me.

Original posted 10/9/2014

Popular List 10/9/2014

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Set after the Season 2 premiere.
Note; Discord looks like the Discord from the show, while everything else is anthro.

The Death Korps of Krieg, seeking atonement from their government's betrayal decades ago, they give their lives willingly in the everlasting fight against the enemies of the Imperium of Man. Averted by even their fellow Guard regiments, they show a high degree of fatalism and an unusual morbidity of habit. Yet they are highly disciplined, morally reliable and self-sufficient soldiers.

The 42nd Siege Regiment had been deployed on Kheltan III to reclaim a supply route that had been attacked by the Eldar. A simple enough task for the stoic men of Krieg. But an ion storm attack and an innocent experiment by an alicorn from another world can make even the easiest of tasks much more difficult.

A Warhammer 40K/MLP:FIM crossover

Trickster Priest, heartless monster, that crazy idiot, there are many names that he goes by but Xellos is the one that he goes by most often. Taken from his world after making a purchase at a convention this once human being is now a literal Monster trapped in a world of ponies. Of course just because he is a Monster doesn't mean he has to be a monster, right?

My own attempt at a story in the Displaced universes with one of the best villains ever. Many things will be made up as I go along but as for what to expect? I'm thinking around an upper Alpha to low Uber being is where he fits there, reshaping the world by destroying chuncks of it counts as Uber right? I'm going to be watching the series while I write these to try and keep as much of his personality in as I can, but of course with the human mind involved it won't quite be the same.

It was going to be a wonderful day of hanging out with her friends at a gaming convention, filled with whatever antics the group of friends got themselves into. If only that was truly to be.

A confrontation with a strange merchant lands Dark Souls fan, Revan Eckley, in a world of technicolor equines as none other than Ornstein the Dragonslayer, the very character she had cosplayed as! Now she must set out into this ancient Equestria, and face whatever horrors that she comes across. Her arrival could not have been better timed, as it seems dragons are ravaging this land, and the Dragonslayer must rise again.
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I may add tags as the story progresses and they become necessary, though for now what you see is what I believe I shall stick to.

Good guy Ralph Bergson was at his home when suddenly, something happens.

He gets strangled to death. He gets sent to Equestria, as a Celedon. Will he put his new talents to good use?

(!WARNING! This is a Displaced+Power Lotto fic, and the ponies are humanized. If that is not your cup of tea, I must kindly request that you avoid commenting negatively, unless you read the story to provide criticism. Deleting of comments will not take place unless there is a double-post or nothing but mindless swearing. Thank you and have a wonderful day!) (Comments contain spoilers)

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FEATURED ON 06/29/2015!
AND AGAIN ON 07/01/2015! YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING!

Warning: Silliness inbound.

By order of the high lords of Terra themselves, a lone soldier from the Death Korps of Krieg has been sent to the planet Epona to wipe out its Xeno population. Starting with Equestria, the Korpsman has sworn not to leave the planet until he falls or completes his mission.

However, no Korpsman should fight without setting up a proper trench first, and so the Korpsman must dig...and dig...and dig.

Destroying Equestria is going to take a while.

[[Triggers include: Human in Equestria; Human Superiority; Gryphons; some cases of Russian; Military Life; Psychological Experiences.]]
[[If you are subject to dislike from any of these Triggers, then do not bother reading the story, or disliking it, as you didn't read the story, now did you?]]

Enter, from left stage, an elementary school teacher for the young gryphons of Yadrolev. Here, he teaches the fifth grade math, language, science, and art. He has been doing this for twenty-one years, and is a very well-respected member of society. Before he settled down to teach, he had reached the ripe old rank of Colonel in the military, and was an elite Special Operator. He was awarded with a great many commendations, and was a war hero for his country.

Here's the catch: he's not a griffon.

One thing's for sure, he's not your ordinary teacher. In fact, he's anything but. This is his story of how he got to where he is now, and what he's doing as a schoolteacher, of all things.

((Now rated "Teen" for some cursing and random acts of violence.))

Featured 6/7/2015 ~ 6/10/2015
Featured 9/9/15

(Was rewritten under orders from a moderator due to the infamous Dropbear incident, said it was a carbon-copy of his work but honestly how many times can you describe something and not have people say you copied them?)

Greetings...outsiders...my name is Skolas, Kell of Kells, the Rabid, the Wolf Kell. But to those that actually know who I am then my name is Ian, scrub lord in the department of game creation and sadly the newest resident to this new land called Equestria...sounds like a strange European band.

And so there I was with my friends from college, we decided after much debating, coin flipping and two rounds of roshambo to go dress up as the characters of the game Destiny. I decided to go as Skolas because one I like the color blue, two cause I like the way he looks and three because I think he is a total badass as my friends either dressed up as their guardians, Omnigul and for some reason that creepy guy that only appears on Fridays that takes your crappy strange coins.

It was during this convention that all five of us went to that something strange happened, with my wallet full of cash from my job I went out to look for a souvenir to bring home, what I was not expecting to see was a small booth with a strange looking merchant. Of course I just had to buy something and seeing how my large cape had a clasp I might as well take the one that looks just like it, strange thing about my new clasp is that it looks like a unicorn's head with wings coming out of it...must be a strange sigil of some kind, eh at least it matches the colors.

Now this would have made my day a whole lot better if it wasn't for the fact that once I put on my new cape clasp and pocketed my wallet did my head started to feel light and everything began to turn blurry before everything went bright and then black. I wake up to find myself in the middle of nowhere with snow going for miles in every single direction.

I hate my life so much sometimes...

Destiny Characters belong to the owners of Destiny.

Rated T-M for Strong Language, Violence, References, Crude Humor and if I feel like making it Rated M, Naughty Times.

Looking for any alternative cover-art if you are interested of hunting for one for me. IF you do find me one that can work then you will get your name placed into each chapter as the man/woman for finding me a new cover.

Crossovers with: None so far

Princess Celestia and Princess Luna are leading together a combined Army of several different equestrian Races against an supposedly terrifying and unfeeling Enemy.

What kind of Threat are our beloved Princesses are really going to face?

A Warhammer 40K/MLP:FIM Crossover.

Special Thanks goes to ARchy4288, Tyrannosaurus_Tux and AlicornPriest for Editing, Proofreading and otherwise helping.
I can only recommend those guys.

This story is a sequel to Emerald Gleaner: Viral Unicorn

[Prototype 2] X MLP:FiM crossover

Emerald Gleaner is now known to the world at large, seen as cruel and heartless at best for the slaughter of the Changelings, she has few true friends in the world indeed. And with every action she takes those few seem to shrink in number. Worse still in an honest effort to seek help Discord brings up an old savagery once thought buried and forgotten.

Can Emerald Gleaner overcome the stress and pressures of openly running a nation and being held accountable for her actions? Or will the darkness of her past rise up to consume both her and all that she holds dear?

NOTE:Thanks goes to Trondason and Nightmareknight for helping me with the planning and editing