Equestria. All are aware of its magical presence. Equus itself is also drenched in this magical fallout. This magic is what holds the world together, and makes Equus what it is. Not a single thing here would be considered normal to anyone else but a native of the lands that permeate Equus. As is the case with Norman.

Trapped on Equus, it seems Norman is doomed forever to be a perpetual Harbinger of Destruction. Can he avoid this fate? Can he stop whatever causes his very presence to be acidic to the inhabitants of Equestria?

Read and find out.

((Character Tags and Categories will be updated accordingly, as I aim to expand this story to encompass a large portion of the MLP Universe.))

"And hoarfrost blooms henceforth," she murmered, her icy breath misting and billowing up into the crisp, clear morning air. She gently slid the cold blade across her flesh—and thus let the cold flow into her veins.

The archaic liturgy had been revealed to her by old books, tomes yellow with age that had to be rescued from frost and dried out with flames fed by black oak. Her search for life, she had beleived, was over. And it was; just not in a way that she particularly envisioned.

No, this story is not misanthropic. And, perhaps, I actually shall finish it.

Life used to be simple. I would learn magic in the Academy, bond with my familiar, and with my sister. Even when I was unwittingly enlisted into a suicide team, life was still simple. But then, perhaps it was Divine Retribution, perhaps it was for kinslaying, and perhaps it was because I asked Mr. Richard for help.

Whatever the cases were, I am now plunged into a world filled with colorful ponies and other sapient magical beings, and unwittingly forced into a game greater than me. Still, with my trusty familiar, a new ghostly companion, perhaps I would survive all of this with only a few limbs lost. Hopefully.

Editor: (Open for whoever wants to volunteer)

P.S. Character and genre tags may be added in time

P.S.S. For those who don't know, in which you should be ashamed of yourself, Ruby is from Story of the blanks, a flash game. Search it on Master Google if you're curious.

This story is a sequel to The Monster We Made

She betrayed us.
She mislead us.
She imposed her rule upon us.
We rose in defiance.

Hi. If you're reading this it's most likely that you were also just out and about in the woods taking a stroll when you were suddenly taken off the beaten path. If that is the case and you're not just some monster that's wondering what this parchment is and if it can eat it, then please read on.

If you have continued reading and not eaten this then you've passed the test! Congratulations! Now I probably won't remember where I put this in the damn forest of Hell. I'll just begin by telling you two things.

One: You are not on Earth anymore. I found this out when I stumbled upon a dragon's cave. Yeah.... Not one of my best moments. Also two: I do know where we are. In the fuckin' magical land of Equestria. It was awesome when I just watched this at home, but now...I realize it's not some walk in the park happy, adventure time to have. It's a dangerous place where you don't know where Civilization is.

Anyway that's my two pieces of advice for you. I hope you can survive until I can actually see you. Good luck and godspeed.

This is a story about a guy names Mark Hampton that takes place at the beginning of the fifth season. He was just an ordinary brony. He liked the show, the people, and the stories. His life changed the one day he decided to go camping in the wilderness. Now he's stuck in the Everfree Forest surviving with skills and luck. May Celestia help his forsaken soul.

MLP is owned by Hasbro and Lauren Faust
All music used is owned by their respective bands

Long ago Celestia imprisoned a powerful, dangerous entity. Too bad nobody seems to realize he's a harmless dope.

This story started out as a parody of the two stories Machinations in the Dark and Celestia's Prophet. You may wish to read them first to get some context for the first chapter.

Now has a tvtropes page!

Everybody wants something. For some, its happiness. I'm not so hedonistic. For some others, its a sense of pride and hard work. My hands are uncalloused and pale. I just wanted to get off this ride before my turn was up. Turns out, the alternative to life on Earth is an eternity among technicolor equines in a pastel world. Or at least, that's what it was for me.

Cover art was done by my good friend Uki. He did it for $3.50. Uki is not the Loch Ness Monster.

Eric Davidson, a human, finds himself in an alien world and heavily wounded. In a desperate act to defy death, he nearly ends the life of a pony while trying to save his own. Even after what he did, Fluttershy is willing to overlook it and try to make friends with him, but other ponies aren't so forgiving. Could she still do it? Could he even accept it?

Edit: Although I am now working on this story the original author still deserves credit as without him the story wouldn't exist at all. Check him out here RedRioteer

Additional Tag: Human_That_Isn't_a_Little_Bitch

The Barrier: a naturally-occurring wave of magic that formed soon after the portal to Equestria appeared somewhere in the South Pacific, enveloping Earth with an inevitable tide that has destroyed all life on the planet, all despite the best efforts of man and pony alike. Now, the ponies are left to pick up the pieces and try to preserve what's left, while averting the vacant gazes of the mindless Newfoals left from one of their failed attempts to save what they could.

But there's one thing that all seem to have forgotten, from the ponies of Equestria to the strange multitudes of species in the universe with their sights set on Earth: and it's that you can't keep a good apex predator down. You can only hold them up a little while...

Special thanks to The Footsoldier for the OC, Elisa!

Heard any of the stories of people disappearing from the middle of convention inside a crowded room with hundreds of eyes watching them fall through a portal or in a flash of light. Well guess who joined the club!

Well now I'm stuck as a statue of the garden of two technicolor pony princesses because they don't like strange being landing in the middle of their magical pony gala and giving them a middle-finger-salute before running away.

I'm not sure if they know what that was anyway...

Rated teen for strong language and other future things like violence or very crude humor. Early chapters rated terrible for bad writing and poor grammar I can't find

A Displaced Story
[Fullmetal Alchemist]

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