Vinyl is in a tough spot. She's behind on rent, and Octavia is not going to pay for her, again. What makes matters even worse is she's doubled booked herself to play at two popular clubs. She has no way of meeting all her obligations. Not unless there were two of her.

It seemed like a good idea at the time, but what happens when Vinyl actually gets to the mirror pool, and will she find what she think she will, or something very different?

Warning: Darkfic, Psychological Horror

Now with an audio reading! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ueBJkvfiv0k&feature=youtu.be

In Equestria, friends are something vital.

This story is a sequel to Abandoned by Pinkie

Note: It is strongly suggested that you read my fic Abandoned by Pinkie before reading this story.

Caramel has decided to investigate the rumor of some episodes belonging to the show The World of Pinkie, by the Cheesy Pie Corporation that seem to be rather controversial.

Did the company actually make them or is something darker responsible for these videos? Sometimes things are best left... hidden.

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This story while taking place in the Abandoned by Pinkie universe is also very loosely inspired by the following creepypastas:

-Squidward's Suicide
-Max and Ruby 0004
-Candle Cove

And SCP-993.

Constructive Feedback, Editing and Proofreading:
-Thunderbolt Sentinel
-TheDizzyDan

You both are awesome!

This story also features Thunderbolt Sentinel's OC: Shifting Winds.

I made the image using GIMP.

So this isn't really a story, more an effort on my part to deal with some thoughts that have been really bugging me lately in a way that isn't as close to home, but I do think it turned out pretty well for what it is, so I figured I would share it.
It's pretty much my idea of the worst case scenario for an immortal Twilight- left behind by time but unable or unwilling to be released by death.
Sort of inspired by the song "Eternity" by Jeff Burgess.
Now with a dramatic reading: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VKOWRYVTONs

If you’re reading this it’s because I ain’t around to keep it hidden. I’m sorry you found this, I’m sorry for a whole heap of things. I’m sorry I didn’t get my cutie mark a year ago with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. I’m sorry I still ain’t gotten it. I’m sorry I’ve been underhoof. I’m sorry I’ve been so contrary. Mostly I’m just sorry for being me. I tried to be good and fit in with everypony else, I even tried to be patient but I guess y’all didn’t see much of that.
I can’t do it anymore. Whatever patience I did have has been used up and I’m just so damn fed up with being a worthless blank flank. Don’t y’all be crying over me I ain’t worth it, never was.

proofread by Jeray2000, cover art by FoxNami, and dramatic reading by creepypastasalad.
Big thanks to everyone who helped out!

Alone within the snow-laden forest, the mare lies as still as stone, cradling her only foal.

Dramatic Reading by TheDizzyDan.

Arthur Renai Craftswell is nopony special. And he's okay with that. Artie isn't terribly interested in his job at Quills and Sofas, but it helps pay the bills. So he's okay with that. Artie has never had much interest in selling his art, but he doesn't do it for the money anyway. So he's okay with that.

Artie's closest friend in the world, one Pinkamena Diane Pie, is struggling to find the time of day to spend with him. And Pinkie isn't okay with that. But Artie is. And he's more than willing to explain to her why.

They say minotaurs live by the scars they bear. Bismuth's hide is a map of the world. His life was the blade, and the blade was his life, carried unto a hundred red fields, down a thousand roads, singing among elk, deer, and dragons. He stood at ramparts long since fallen, and was counted a hero in lands forgotten, when ponies had only begun to dream.

Maybe it's all true, but now he rocks in his chair, stirring at embers, while his deeds turn to rust in the shadows. What kind of scars call that living? And if you ask him, would he tell you?

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Seek hope even in darkness.
Spanish translation by SPANIARD KIWI: https://www.deviantart.com/spaniard-kiwi/art/Los-debiles-968627541
Audio reading by CreepyPastaSalad: Clicket!
Inspired by Jetfire's "Dangerous Business" and "Besides the Will of Evil."

Hello my friend. It's good to see you. Come in, come in, sit and let us chat. Time for me is very short and there is something I must confess. Sit and listen, one final tale before I depart the world; a tale of revenge.

((Cover art done by xXMarkingXx

Now with two audio readings by CreepyPastaSalad & Akash Thereader))

Celestia searches a ruined city for supplies after the end of the world.