This fic is currently undergoing a rewrite and the currently few chapters will be reposted when redone

When a group of friends decided to start up a new game of Ponyfinder, they were thinking it would be all fun and games. Little did they know that a certain draconequus had other plans for their little group and he sucks them into their game... Literally!

Now stuck in the game world they created, and with a mad god rolling the dice, these nerds have more to worry about than just random encounters. Will they beat Discord's game or will they end up killing each other from pure frustration? Who knows?

Edited by Greycait

Characters belong to Meep the Changeling, Greycait, FrostTheWolf,Thunderbolt Sentinel, and 1020853

One night she is in the Everfree Forest, and is followed by three fillies. They find out she is a vampony! So now she must convince her friends that she isn't dangerous. This might prove to be hard as three certain destructive fillies cause panic when they are around her.

(This is my first story and I haven't written any fan-fiction for a couple years now so please don't be rude. Any helpful comments are welcome though!)

Celestia has a dangerous creature held in the deepest of Canterlot's high-security dungeons. It can create ponies (with full backgrounds and histories) with it's strange and often-times prophetic powers. The Princess does her best to keep it under wraps, but its only a matter of time before it's "creativity" will get out of control.

Now has a sequel, One Year Later

After a vigorous day of organising and sending reports to Celestia, Twilight notices Spike is feeling a little ill. He slowly grows more and more cold, before finally falling into a coma that Twilight fears is her own fault.

Going to the Princesses for help, Twilight eventually is brought before an Elder Dragon and comes to the realisation that she may have failed as a caretaker, a friend and as an older sister.

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*EDIT* Okay, okay. You guys win - I'll write an additional chapter or two. I've marked this story 'Incomplete' for now. Follow up chapter has been done. If you want more, let me know. I'm sure there are a few other characters I could write a chapter on (Except for the dragons, of course)

*DOUBLE EDIT* Okay, wow. I seriously didn't expect this to take off as well as it has. This is honestly probably one of the best days of my life. I'm so glad and happy that you've all enjoyed the story.

It's your three month anniversary, Rainbow Dash! So what are you running from?

Princess Luna's memories and connection to the Moon have been missing since her return to Canterlot, and every day she gets more and more guilty that she hasn't taken any responsibilities back from her overburdened sister. Surely something in Equestria can make her whole again, but who or what could it be?

[Written in June 2011, back when our mental image of Luna didn't yet include the Royal Canterlot Voice or bat pony guards.]

"Would you tell anypony if you knew the world was going to end, Twilight Sparkle?"

With Celestia executed, and everlasting night enacted upon the nation of Equestria, it seems all is lost for the side of the righteous. But with a mysterious force contemplating the implications of everlasting night, and the hatred and fear that fuels it, a time of reckoning approaches. At the helm of all of this is the insidious Nightmare Moon. How unlucky for her, that today is the day, that her soul will be measured, by the only one who can stop her. A god by many accounts, he is the whisper on the wind. He is the Curator of a world long gone. He is, Nasus ...

Look at your hand. Is it really there, or are you just imagining things? How are you able to know for sure that it's actually there. What if it was something small, unnoticeable, like a single skin cell out of place. But because of that one skin cell, you're now out of the loop of reality. Will you have ever known that that one cell was out of place, or will you just assume it's right where its always been? What about when another, and another cell becomes desynced from reality. You won't even feel yourself shifting ever so slightly, all you'll feel, is what you want to feel. You'll feel like those cells have always been there, and you won't even percieve yourself changing. It'll be reality. But not the true reality, your reality.

Join Discord, as he reveals the truth about reality to Twilight.

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Imagine holding dominion over life and death, laughing the grim reaper in the face, day after day, unafraid of the painful end that most people eventually meet.

Imagine resurrecting the dead in an instant, restoring them to life, pushing back the veil of darkness with one fell swoop of an ingenious, yet morally questionable device.

Imagine, for a moment, that this device was produced in the hundreds, given to 1,000 soldiers to fight increasingly tough enemies. Suddenly, those 1,000 soldiers become 10,000 soldiers, and over time, even more as they become more and more experienced, yet are unable to die, being revived, over and over again. It takes a toll on a man, slowly chipping away at his perception of reality ... But a person can only outrun death for so long.

They were the Lazarus Men.

But what happens when you can't run anymore? What happens when it all catches up to you?

This is the story, of the last member of the Lazarus Men.

He is Ðorde Živkovic.

Lazarus himself.

But when a routine fight against a monster on Shear ends in catastrophe, Lazarus is there to pick up the pieces, dragging those that would submit to death's cold grasp back to life. Yet an unfortunate chain of events ends up backfiring, with Lazarus' device at the center of it all.

Follow the final member of The Lazarus Men as him and his fellow hunters face their greatest challenge yet, in a place where they had least expected it.

Evolve x MLP Crossover

Will be updated whenever I have time to write more.

Chapters will almost always be between 4k-5k words.