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The Lone Wanderer and The Courier: the names of two legendary figures whose actions forever changed the fate of the wastelands. The Wanderer stood as a shield that defended virtue from vice. And for the Courier...well, he's just a man living in the wild, wild wasteland, looking for a day's caps. Regardless, word of their legendary exploits spread throughout the wastes, but never intersected.

Now, a series of unprecedented events will unite the roads of these two legends. Being projected into the unknown, they decide to work together to adapt to the strange, new world. Could they get used to this new place? Would it be a hero's rest? But they struggle to deal with one person: each other.

More importantly, how do they deal with the colorful ponies that already inhabit the fantasy world called Equestria?

How will the Courier cope with a world without toasters or video games?

*Disclaimer: I do not claim ownership over the Fallout series. All rights go to Bethesda Softworks.*

This is also my first human-equestria story. I'm not sure if I should continue or not; this is more of a one-shot kinda thing, but I might keep adding more chapters. Let me know what'cha think! Bigger chance that I would continue! Hope you enjoy!
*If you are also interested in pre-reading or being an editor, send me a private message, I'll answer as soon as I can.*

Losing a one-sided fight, Equestria has been invaded by their long time enemies, in hopes of breaking open the oyster to harvest the pearl within. The Elements are useless against an army. The Royal Guard are inferior in both numbers and equipment.

As a desperate last move, the princesses ask for help from a general who definitely has the power to turn the tide of this war. Thinking that this was all just a prank, he sends "help" in the form of wrecked enemy vehicles and a single construction dozer that got mixed in.

Crossover with C&C Generals ZH

You wake up. You feel nothing but pain. You remember nothing. You can't even remember what kind of pony you are. How did you get here? What is going on? Who are you?

A second person fiction inspired by the Choose Your Own Adventure books.

Pre-read by Sethi

100% rejected by Twilight's Library!
(They don't like second person over there.)

Rating and tags may change as story progresses.

A failed experiment.

Not exactly new for Twilight. But when the outcome brings forth its own science, the likes of which her nation hadn't even yet dared to hope for, the ponies of Equestria slowly realize that they're in for the adventure of a lifetime.

The problem is, they might just not be ready for the revolutions that technological advancement always brings.

And they're about to get hundreds of years of human science and advancements all at once.

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As a forewarning, updates will likely be erratic. I have every intention of finishing this story, it's just that my life has been rather crazy lately as I'm sure many of you can imagine.

Also, if you are going to leave a thumbs down, please leave a comment detailing why. Thumbs downs don't tell me much, and I can't make the story better until people tell me what's wrong with it.
Thank you for your time.

WARNING: There may be spoilers in the comments. Read at your own peril.

Covert Art brought to you by the amazing powers of photoshop with an artist's permission.

After being tricked into using a forbidden spell to enter the void, Damon Lipton is turned into a Lich and thrown into Equestria by the God of Mischief. Dorian the Deranged. The God mistaking Damon for a follower of his.

Now stuck in Equestria, Damon finds himself thrown into a series of bizarre and epic adventures that will change his life, and those around him, for the better. And quite possibly for the worse.

Cover art is done by me.

Thanks to DVAN56, Berry Punch, Rainbowbob and Bocaj518

When Sombra, ex-ruler of the Crystal Empire, is discovered alive and well, Twilight has her hooves full keeping the tyrannical king in check. Instead of the original plan of throwing him in a dungeon or banishing him to Tartarus, Celestia decides to go with the plan that worked out well enough for Discord.

To reform Sombra.

Pinkie takes the job, and gets right to work in helping Sombra become a better pony. Will Sombra finally change from his old, wicked ways and reform? Or will he instead strangle the annoying, pink menace known as Pinkie Pie?

Thanks to the awesomely talented Mickeymonster for letting me use his art! Check him out for even more spectacular artwork!

Everyone has done it at some time. Made that wish upon a falling star, or otherwise gazed longingly with hope into the night sky. Though maybe, we've just been doing it at the wrong time.

Maxwell is a physicist, on his way to finally having his Ph.D, and getting tired of the seemingly minimal impact his work will have in the field as a whole.

That is, until he makes his wish.

Now he's in a bright world full of bright ponies. Also they can talk. And do magic. And fly.

Having hooves is going to take some getting used to.

This story is a sequel to My Little Changeling: Friendship is Weird

After the most important changeling artifact, the Evershifting Stone, is stolen by ponies, one changeling is blamed and exiled. How can he earn back his place in the hive? Find the thief and bring back the Stone.

He tracks the thieves all the way to Canterlot, which has changed a surprising amount in the past year and a half. Can he really find a thief among the confusing mess that is pony life and changeling integration?

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Cover image graciously provided by Raster!
Found on Equestria Daily here!

A starving colt is found hiding in Applejacks barn, he refuses to speak too much about where he comes from, claiming that he would be branded crazy and locked away.

Applejack doesn't know if that would happen,

But he does seem to know more about her and her friends than he should
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Okay first fiction on this site, more of a way to develop my skills before I launch into some big ideas I have so constructive criticism is appreciated as my descriptions probably suck right now

This is inspired by Oh to be Old Again by Minalkra (which you should totally check out as well)

Enjoy!

EDIT: Now with cover art by the ever talented mix-up! It is just awesome! Check out his pages here and on Deviantart!

I wasn't supposed to be where I was now. Or at least that's what the light in my dream said to me. I was supposed to be a "creator of worlds" it said. I was to create fate or something like that, and manage the lives of millions. But what can I do in a world that doesn't need saving? What can I build with the tool gun to change my fate? But more importantly, why was I chosen to wield such power over said gun?

(Thank you myhe01 for cover art!)

(Special thanks to my EPIC Editor ultra1437)