Tel’la De Rus, a world united. Men, Orcs, Elves, Dwarves, all work just to spite me. The Immortal Necromancer, the enternal pariah.

But everything comes to an end, even me.

Nikola Tesla in 1912 has created a machine that's able to transport an object from one location to another. When Tesla himself volunteers to see if the machine is able to transport humans from one location to another. The machine malfunctions and instead transports him from his lab in Colorado Springs to Ponyville, Equestria. Changing his form and appearance to that of an equine pony, he comes across the Mane 6 and tries to recreate his machine in Equestria. Will Tesla succeed and go back home, or will he be forever stuck in Equestria?

DISCLAIMER: This is no way historically accurate or scientifically accurate. This is a Science Fantasy story, so I can do whatever I want. And if you are wanting to avoid possible spoilers before reading the story, then do NOT read the comments

Rated Teen for:- Scenes of Violence, Light Gore and Strong Language

This story is a sequel to Future

My name is Private Halberd Wings of 139th Arial Spear Regiment's 2nd Platoon.

My home, Equestria, came to Earth fourteen years ago in order to help a species called humanity who was on the brink of destroying themselves with their hatred, technology, and greedy ways. The Princesses, in their great wisdom, offered a chance to save them from themselves by making them ponies like us. However, they rejected us, and now we're at war.

I have joined the cause to defend Equestria and see these humans are given a proper future guided by friendship and harmony. It doesn't matter what comes our way for Equestria has never lost a war and we will not lose one now. With the fires of friendship, and the guidance of our Princesses, we will be victorious!

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A Prequel to Negotiations

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Two worlds, two peoples, two varying ways of life. For Equestria and its people, peace has been a staple of life for generations under the watchful eyes of their alicorn protectors. Resources and necessities for life are abundant, and the few times it has been threatened by external foes have ended in an Equestrian victory.

For mankind however, life is a brutal battle for survival in the war-torn hellscape of nuclear devastation. Violence and survival have been a mainstay for the last three decades, and only recently has a coalition tried to reestablish civilization. But the Earth is dying, and this last bastion of humanity only number around 50,000. For man, doom seems inevitable.

One day, two men accidentally discover something that will change the fates of both worlds forever. One man will discover Equestria and its prosperity, coming into contact with the very best Equestria has to offer. He will be shown kindness, and in turn, he will teach them understanding.

Regardless, the rest of Equestria will come to fear what they do not understand and after a tragedy costs humanity's good will, mankind will be left no choice but to invade in the name of survival. A sad tale, but one that history has repeated on numerous occasions. In the end, it will be up to a handful of individuals on both sides to find a solution and bring an end to the conflict. Will these two worlds come to terms and learn to coexist, or will one species be eradicated by the other?
First featured on 11/15/15

This is the Theme Song

[Displaced] How long as it been? How long has it been since I was frozen in time, since I arrived here? I don't know. But I do know, that this place needs my help, and as a Crusader. I will do my duty. My name was lost, but my title... Is Reinhardt. And with my ruined armor, and my deteriorating hammer, I will protect the innocent. I will save this place. I am... The Crusader, of Equestria.

I do not own the images, nor Reinhardt, or the song, nor MLP.

Like most, I used to be a regular guy going about day-to-day life. Now? I'm stuck in a world of anthropomorphic ponies, deemed the most dangerous thing to ever grace the lands alongside a mismatched trickster, dark magic emo twat, lying (though admittedly sexy and hot) bug queen and a power stealing hybrid cunt.

Worst part though? I've been turned into a Nuckelavee from RWBY.

Swell.

So yeah, I've decided to do a displaced story where a guy gets turned into a grimm from RWBY, specifically the Nuckelavee. Maybe within the first five chapters I'll get some crossovers with other stories/writers going, who knows.

Any who, this has been Redsummer, and I hope you enjoy.

P.s: this is inspired by Equestria's White Fang by Garnet Naturea

P.p.s: I do not own either MLP, RWBY nor the cover art. So do not assume I do.

Planet 8953 Prime
Type: Terrestrial
Resource Rank: S
Size: Medium
Environment: Habitable
Inhabitants: TBD...

Prep the drop pod, send down your tech, prepare for resource extraction, compete with other prospectors, and most importantly, make loads of money.

This story is going to be based off a combination of some of my favorite games "Terratech" and "Factorio". There may be some other large references too.

Humans from another world have been appearing in Ponyville. Calling themselves the Displaced, they each had taken on the form and abilities of a fictional character when they arrived. At first, this development greatly excited Twilight Sparkle. Now, two years later, she's at her wit's end. There were just so many of them she needed to deal with popping up almost every week. Then, she had an epiphany. Why not cut them off at the source? And so unfolds her master plan, known as Operation: Replace. But can five Displaced - and one pony - really take down the Merchant?

My name used to be Joshua, I was someone who made cosplay props and sold them for a decent price.

At every convention I would go to to sell my items I would dress as some form of merchant from one game or another and primary sell items that that character was likely to carry, even if it was from a completely different game as long as it made sense that they would have it.

At the last convention I went to I decided that I would dress as Nox The Unfortunate from Wizard of Legend and therefor would only sell items that were cursed in the game they came from.

Now thanks to selling the wrong thing to the wrong person me and my entire stock are in a new world, I AM Nox The Unfortunate, all the items I have ever made are here with me and real, and the ones that were never cursed are now cursed.

The good thing? Every thing I sell has a warning on it so I can't get in trouble for selling cursed items for any price, and I do mean any price... You don't need your soul, right?

Apparently this got featured 8/28/19... What? How?

After thousands of years inside a pocket dimension, the Crystal Empire returned to the Frozen North. Mere moments after a purchase at comic con, a man was sent to a magical world of mythical creatures as Skeletor. After a short amount of time, the Displaced Skeletor stumbled his way towards the Empire. What happened next? Well, only time would tell.

(I don’t own squat except for the story.)
(Not part of the Displaced multiverse.)
(It is HIE Costume)
(We've got Fan art!)