The most impressive engineer in the rainbow factory was doctor Atmosphere himself. He was also head of the weather department in Cloudsdale. What he also knows, is that his clock is ticking and nearing its end. Though his life had been nothing but bloodshed and tortures. He knows his soul is tainted if not destroyed. In one last, desperate, attempt to clean his soul, he writes down all of his actions in a memoir. The truth and the brains behind the place of horrors, shall be revealed through his final, written words.

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Please take note that the story 'Rainbow Factory' MUST have been read to understand this story. 'Pegasus Device' on the other end, doesn't need to have been read. This was just a silly idea I thought that would be worth writing out. I want to thank a friend of mine, Miles, for letting me come up with the idea on 10-30-2012.
Credit for the cover image goes to the original creator.

Shooting Star Dash -prideful daughter of Rainbow Dash and Soarin'- studies day and night in order to pass her test at the Weather School. All in order to see to which weather-factory she goes to. When she gets the results of her test however, she is devastated. The young mare has to go to the worst factory of them all. The very place where the heaviest storms of Equestria are made, the dreaded Storm Factory.

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A story that originated while there was a thunder storm raging on outside, a couple questions and 20 minutes of red-line writing later, the concept was born.
Character designs taken from Kumkrum, personalities done by me. (for being a idiot of not researching)

What happens if the most generous pony in Equestria passes away? How will her friends react? And above all, how will her sister?

When tragedy strikes the circle of friends, tears can be the only way truly release their emotions from the sights that happened.

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A quick, one-shot story I made to vent my emotions. Tried a new style of writing. I must admit, I cried during the creating of it. Inspired by The Funeral Everypony Should Go on Youtube
Cover art credit goes to Fruitbloodmilkshake (account deactivated)

When the eleventh incarnation of the mysterious and infamous Doctor is hurled through a portal that sends him through time and space in a new manner, the miraculous discovery of himself being an equine is something he never would have expected. With his new body ready to go, he wishes to do nothing more then to explore the new lands and learn about it. All while he goes about in his own unique manner. However, certain creatures of an age long forgotten also have found their way into the land as well with the help of the highest authority within it. And they, they are hungry.

Patiently awaiting for the time to be there, the race of the kind assassin sits their time out as statues to watch. They could have never expected to run into the old foe of them with his latest companions. A nerdy librarian and a tough farmer are teamed upon his side and together, they will tackle the problem head on. Will the Doctor himself be able to defeat the menaces of the moving statues, or is the magical land behind the portal lost already?

Questions, revelations and more questions shall arise before the deeds to be done.

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Many of you have asked for it, and here it is. My Doctor Who(oves) story. Might be different then one had expected but it's the best I could give. Also in honor of my favorite creature and Doctor: the Weeping Angel and 11.

When Rarity sets out to chase her career as a top notch fashion designer, it leaves Pinkie Pie with regret about feelings that she had for the unicorn. Every living soul in the town thinks she has passed away by whatever their minds could think of. But nopony can speak with certainty just what happened to her.

Then there are the rumors coming around of the old and abandoned theater in the town. A mysterious figure simply known as 'Femme of the Theater' seems to have nestled itself there. A figure that will beat up any being that enters the building without mercy. Is it an urban myth, or does there hide more behind the being in the red dress.

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A story made for Pinkie Pie

Cast out of her hive because of a rare birth-defect, Chara is doomed to wander Equestria. Looking in all corners of the wind for the mysterious red-flow of emotions. All the hatred, trouble and turmoil the land is rich, will sustain her. Problem is of course that those emotions are a bit difficult to find in all of Equestria. Maybe she can help some poor souls give it to her?

But a feast is what she desires most. Something that will give her the biggest thrill of her life. A devastating blow to the most powerful magic in Equestria, should do the trick just fine. Chara's plan, isn't really a bright one. But what can one, starving changeling accomplish?

About the same as any wild, sentient animal.

A bright but devious plan will hatch, molded by a changeling's desires to consume emotions. Hiveless, red-eyed and hungry, Chara is a near perfect hunter. But every hunter has a weakness, and every prey a strength.

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The long awaited story-commission that was auctioned off at Hearth's Warming Con this year!
Cover art found on internet, credit goes to the original creator.

All her life, Strata has been driven by her thirst for discovery and the sense of worth gained from unearthing the history of the world. However, when she risks everything by venturing deep into the Everfree Forest on a hunch, fueled by pride and dreams of grandeur, she doesn't consider that the object she seeks might just be seeking her in return.

(Part of the Upheaval world)

Sharp Mark has been training his charge for a long time, knowing that, one day, this quiet pegasus colt must bear a tremendous responsibility upon his shoulders. But there are still a few more lessons to teach, and a few more wrinkles to iron out.

We went in expecting vicious graverobbers, desperate bandits, even crazed grievers who had trapped themselves down there.

If only we were so lucky.

(For Halloween. Part of the Upheaval world)

(Part of Upheaval) After a brutal entrance exam, Sleet Fall has finally made it to the prestigious and ancient school for unicorns known as the Arcanis Atheneum. With his foalhood friend, Snow Shine, already waiting for him, he must now deal with another...different sort of exam.