A story of complete chaos.

Follow Twilight as she tries to save her friends from an unknown plague, and realize that the best way to stop an enemy is to take his place...

-I wrote this while high off prescribed pain medication.

My name is Ironclaw Strongbeak, though the yellow bird pony calls me 'Elizabeak', and I am a chicken. No, not in the cowardly sense, in the literal one. I have been imprisoned by the bird pony for my entire life, but I have always yearned to be free from her and that nasty controlling stare.

Amongst our kind, there has always been a rumor that there were lands outside the dangerous forest, a land ruled over by a mystical leader called 'The Great Colonel'. Such a chicken would surely free us if he was made aware of our plight. So, imagine my delight when the opportunity to find this mystical land arises...

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Featured on Equestria Daily 3/30/13

While re-shelving books at the library, Twilight discovers a journal she gave to Spike years ago contains stories about the great dragon hero Captain Invincible, who fights for Truth, Justice, and the Equestrian Way, defending the city of Ponytopolis from the diabolical Dr. Spectra and other assorted dangers.

There's just two problems: Spike clearly wanted the stories to be kept private, and Twilight just can't stop reading them.

Featured on Equestria Daily on 3/4/2013

After his defeat at the hooves of the Bearers of the Elements of Harmony the stony figure of Discord was dragged far, far, far out of Ponyville where the good ponies could eventually forget the name of their tormentor...

...again.

But, it seems, as the months have passed some creature in Ponyville has not been able to put aside what had happened. Now, that creature approaches, and it seems as though he'd like a word with the immortal spirit of chaos...

<Set before S3E09, "Spike at Your Service"> Rainbow Dash has a problem. She's done reading the last of the "Daring Do" novels, and the next one isn't set to be published until the summer. She tells her troubles to Tank, and in the process realizes that if other ponies can't write fast enough to keep her reading, then maybe she should try her hoof at writing stories of her own. They say to write what you know, and Rainbow Dash certainly does know adventure. But writing about yourself isn't very cool. Tank, on the other hand, is awesome enough to deserve stories of his own, only nopony knows that. Yet.
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The friends we take for granted are often the ones that leave the largest impact on our lives. When Spike falls seriously ill with a mysterious disease and the ponies strive to nurse him back to health, Twilight Sparkle comes to grips with this very realization about her number one assistant--and friend.

EDIT: So this little story made it on Equestria Daily on 10/8/12. Now please excuse me while I pass out on Rarity's fainting couch while murmuring a soft Fluttershy "...yay."

Pinkie Pie gets her friends to explain various aspects of Ponydom to the audience (aka a wall of Sugar Cube Corner's kitchen). A silly story poking fun at some of the fan-produced elements of MLP.

[On Hiatus so I can finish some of my other projects. I still love this story, so I'll continue it!]

"Why can't I write a good story? I've got everything sorted out in my head, and my dreams are so detailed, I should be able to write whole novels from them! So why can't I get a proper story out on to paper using those dreams? Every single one just doesn't sound right. It's either too short, or too cheesy, or I just can't bring myself to show it to the world on parchment!"

Spike is trying to write a story involving him and his Lady Rarity, but his dreams just don't seem to work on paper. So, what do you do when you have a blank sheet of paper in front of you, and a pen standing at the ready? You brainstorm, and read!

This is just a short story, far from a one-shot, but mostly something for me to do. I'd call it 'experimental writing', as it may contain ideas I might use in the future, or one-off ideas that I don't consider good enough to make into stories, but still want to mention them. I guess you could call Spike, and this story, my creative vent.

Warning: may nod to popular fiction, non-fiction, and stories deemed by communities as 'vulgar', 'terrifying', 'perfect as kindling', or any combination of the three. Hopefully not that last one, but you never know.