Anonymous. That's you.

And you're now a green horse.

Not only have you found yourself in the magical land of Equestria, but you're now a filly as well. Not only will you have to come to terms with a new world, but a new body too. Will you be able to navigate the new (horse)shoes you've found yourself in?

This story is an adaptation of a greentext that is being converted to prose. Changes to the original story may or may not happen. Do not read said green if you do not want spoilers.

Anon’s found himself in hot water, and a courtroom. Why is he in a courtroom? Oh, no major reason I can assure you!

Just the transportation of 152,870 pounds of crack cocaine.

With time ticking out, and no other options left to them, the rulers of Equestria turn to the lone human in Equestria to save them from Chrysalis' plot.

Warning, this story contains discussions of torture.

What if one day you woke up suddenly drowning? The only saving grace you had was a multitude of pink limbs pulling you out and the next thing you knew you’re surrounded by dozens of Pinkie clones... and that you were one of them.

Anon was your average wannabe NEET who just wanted to coast through life. Though it seems a certain Purple Smart just couldn't help but dabbling in the dark arts some totally legitimate magic and caused another tear in the space-time continuum, ripping Anon from some important work (see; eating an entire box of Frosted Flakes and watching reruns) and into the land of ponies. It wouldn't have been as bad for dear ol' Anon, except, Purple Smart tried to fix it...Anon was not happy with the results.

Just a one-shot of a prompt from Discord that got talked about a long while ago. Had it lying around, so here you go. Don't take it too seriously, cause I certainly didn't. Like I said, just a prompt I thought was kinda funny.

Twilight was having a good day. We were all having a good day.

And then freakin' Robert here decides to become the resident elder god.

Anonymous goes and beats up Celestia. What else is there to say?

This story is a sequel to Anon Filly beats up Celestia.

Anonymous becomes Celestia and beats up Satan. What else is there to say?

So there I am, suddenly existing, not remembering a thing about who I was before. Fortunately I didn't loose all of my memories, just the ones that were personal. Context of my remaining memories suggests I was this thing called a human, but now I'm just an imperial pegasus in a world sorta similar to a TV show I have memories of. I wonder if these memories will actually be of any use.

Hey, I'll be updating this later, after we have reached the "well established" check point, and I know how to word it better. The tags will also change basses on them being needed in the story.

Cover art is on the way, but for now, just enjoy the writing, or don't, but i hope you do!

:on hiatus for world building, the co author is slow

A man wakes up only to find that, rather than lazing on his couch, hes in an ancient castle in a fictional world. And top it all off, in the body of one of the world's biggest villains.

While he plans how to spend this oddly realistic dream, using what little he knows of the show to tip things in his favor, he will soon find that not everything follows the script he knows.

Will be adding tags if need br, I like the cover art I have at the moment, may change it later.

I do hope you enjoy this little brain worm of a story!