I found another magic mirror in the dungeons...only this time it didn't go home. It went to an even more magical land. I thought it must have been an update of some kind. Oh how wrong I was.

(I made this because of the lack of Terraria stories.)

Sorry if it's a bit fast paced and unedited. (Scratch that got an editor! ultra1437. He's editing the most recent and will get to the first chapters eventually)

teen for...violence and some gore.

In the middle of the night of 1986, a twelve-year-old girl wakes up to find an armored pegasus underneath her bed. The pegasus suddenly leaves, but not without the little girl following him back to Equestria. There she finds Princess Celestia when she asks the little girl what her name was, she nearly goes into shock.

"It's Lauren," she said. "My name is Lauren Faust."

Update: Proofread by Fort Impression and Airchi. And a huge thank you to SecrretBrony01 for finally getting this edited fully.

I also want to thank MrAquino, FanficFanPony and Starburst Gleam for helping me keep this story moving with their helpful suggestions. And a tremendous thank you to Lotus Moon for volunteering to read this on YouTube from beginning to end.

King Sombra’s dark influence was obliterated by the Crystal Heart, and the villain is well and truly dead. But when he attempts to steal the afterlife of an innocent victim, a human spirit is left hurtling towards Equestria, where this unfortunate soul is revived into the only vessel available: the reconstituted body of King Sombra himself.

Thus, a cheerfully oblivious alien is crammed into the form of the most evil and malicious being Equestria has ever known. Not that Shining Armor and Cadence know this, of course. As far as they are concerned, the King is back and he’s lost his fricking mind.

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Weak, Powerless, Mortal

The Hour of Twilight has been averted, but at a terrible price; The Dragon Aspects, Patrons of Their Flights, have been stripped of their powers and have been turned mortal. They have no more faith in themselves now that the gifts granted to them by the Titans have been taken from them and they just wish to abandon all that they had struggled so hard to achieve, but the Titans upon seeing their children in this way won't have any of it and one by one, send an Aspect, in a new body, on a mission on the Titan's most peaceful, but most dangerous world; Equis, home of the ponies.

Cover Image is whichever Aspect were on so is subject to change.

The idea of spending your last few hours alone on a desolate lump of rock can be harrowing enough, but spending it with a bitter, self centered pony princess doesn't exactly promise excitement. While Nightmare Moon prattles on and on about world domination, a lonely astronaut begins to wonder whether or not space was such a good idea.

Novel Tale is an author that's been living in Canterlot for about ten years now. That's a pretty good track record for a changeling. He's even included a changeling character in his latest book, and his fans have been loving his take on such an obscure mythological creature, especially his biggest fan, Twilight Sparkle. Things are looking up!

Then an army of changelings from another hive attacks Canterlot.

Now all of ponykind knows that changelings are real, and his readers are sure to realize that the changeling in his book was too similar to the real thing to have just been based on a myth...

earlier chapters have been revised as of 7/19/13 to be more inline quality wise with the later chapters.

Featured on EQD 10/5/13!

Let it be known that there will be extensive changeling world building in the chapters to come.

cover image courtesy of ackdari.

Much thanks to Nyerguds for proofreading and to all my fellow tropers on the TvTropes pony fanfiction thread for helping me develop this from a vague idea into an actual story.

Dan was just a normal cowboy, working on his parent's ranch. When a stranger comes to visit, and asks Dan if he wants to go to Equestria, all hell breaks lose. He wakes as a minotaur, and has to fit in with this new world. He gains friends and enemies along the way to enlightenment.
Will he be able to cope with racism as ponies cower from his magnificence?
Will he ever find a way home? Or even want to?
What does the future hold for our hero of the jungle?

Warning:
Contains country slang and abbreviations, such as turning "Coming" to "Comin" and "Running" to "Runnin".
Contains language inappropriate for some readers.
Contains Gore and Death
Viewer discretion is advised.

Part of the Chess Game of the Gods collab, a universe created by Blackwing and Rust.

My name is James. I'm your typical student: I sleep. I do my homework, all that jazz.

But, I mostly love to game. Gaming is my passion.
I have played a wide variety of video games throughout my lifetime. Some, I hate. Some I love. Some I haven't even played yet.

So, when I'm offered to have a chance to become a person in some foreign world, wielding the power of every video game I've ever played, I jumped at the chance.

...What the hell did I get myself into?

(My first, true HiE fic! All criticism welcome!)

Hello there. My name's James, and I'm a Metagross.

Yes. A Metagross. As in, the Pokemon.

Myself and five other acquaintances with varying degrees of friendship appeared here in Equestria quite some time ago, having all been transformed into Pokemon for some hereto unknown reason. The process of our reuniting was difficult, and we didn't get a happy ending, but we went our separate ways as friends brought together through extenuating circumstances.

Now, after being woken up from my oh-so comfortable hibernation by one of Princess Celestia's messengers, I find out that there's new, terrifying creatures terrorizing Equestria and even some of the lands beyond. By some of their descriptions, I have an inkling of what they might be.

Guess who's put in charge of cleaning up the mess.

Sigh.

Time to get the gang back together again.

This is a direct sequel to the story A Pokemon Problem. It is highly recommended, albeit not necessary to read that in order to understand this story.

Will write for a better cover image!

Often called a psychotic, meth dealing hillbilly with a habit of untamed violence and murder sprees, Trevor Philips is someone that no one wants to mess with. The body pile he leaves behind and then sets on fire just for the heck of it proves that. But after a particularly deadly drug deal gone wrong, Trevor finds himself in a place even his disturbed mind has difficulty comprehending.

The feeling is mutual for the ponies.