Yet another victim of the disease...

Don't worry. I am the cure...
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Since I shut down my SCP story days ago, this is makeup for who wanted more, and there will be more of stuff like this.

Discord's rule is often considered one of the darkest parts of Equestria's history, but the spirit of Chaos himself just doesn't see it that way. Sure, being "reformed" came with the benefit of no longer being trapped in a shell of stone, but he can't help but feel he sold himself out. As he strolls through the Canterlot gardens, he ultimately takes time to reflect on the past, specifically, his own.

From Night came Chaos. From Chaos came creation. Then Chaos was bound by Night and her lover Day. Now when a mad goddess does battle with her ancient mentor, another goddess may be forced to release her mother's bindings...

This is something of a vent fic. It earns the “Dark” tag. Seriously. If you like happy endings, kittens, flowers, puppies, and happy ponies DO NOT READ THIS. It is dark and bitter and horrible. You've been warned.

TTS Reading of the entire fiction: Courtesy of the FanFiction Reader on Youtube.

Character List: Courtesy of TruthHut (A work in progress)

Handy is not a happy man at the best of times.

He was even less happy to find himself in an alien world that offended the very laws of physics and got injured for his own stubborn refusal to accept the obvious path fate had apparently laid out for him.

For his trouble he is now on a journey, with the long term goal of finding his way back home, only to find himself involved in plots and machinations so far above his head and cares that he quickly becomes a pawn in a game played by powers who care not for his well-being.

Quite like his life back on Earth if you think about it.

Needless to say, Handy does not care for any of it. He is much more preoccupied with the more immediate and pressing mundane concerns of day to day life a human needs to worry about while in Equestria.

Obtaining a new pair of shoes for example.

All this and one almighty hangover, what's the worst that could happen?

Rated teen for harsh language and minor violence

Proofread by JBL, Jude and Usurper

This story is a sequel to Schadenfreude

Schadenfreude. A name known throughout the castle, and frequently spoken in conjunction with the phrase "Oh, hell no." He's annoying. He's an expert at annoying the crap out of ponies. And he's Prince Blueblood's butler.

He also loves his job.

Join Schadenfreude as he regales with the tale of how Princess Twilight tries to correct his Cutie Mark.

It's a doozy. Or not.

(New cover art by the fantastic TodayIWriteFanfics!)

Seeking redemption, Corvo—a problematic mastermind—helps save Equestria from threats which far surpass the limits of Celestia and Luna; but it all becomes much more difficult than they could ever imagine, escalating into a hopeless, war-like mental chess match.

The comment section below is a spoiler-fest. Ye be warned!

►Fan art right here, done by The Sexy Assistant
►Pre-reader: Bootsy Slickmane

With a name like Schadenfreude and a special talent for either finding or setting off all those little nuances or annoying ticks that just drive ponies mad, you'd think he'd spend most of his time in prison. On the contrary.

He's Prince Blueblood's butler.

Actually, he does get thrown in the dungeon a lot.

Here's just one of those instances.

(New cover art by the fantastic TodayIWriteFanfics!)

Celestia and Luna had been fighting the war against Discord and his disharmony for a long time, and they finally have their chance to take him down for good. Or at least to the best of their abilities. But as Discord is, he isn't ready to give up yet and he has one last plan in his hands.

A meeting between the current leader and the future ruler ensues and Discord reveals his plans, as well as his newest spell. A spell so powerful, that it has a chance of changing the events of thousands of years to come... and to even keep him from being locked away as the sisters intend.

And all he needs to do is get Celestia alone.

Special thanks to Noble Night, Merc the Jerk, Mrluigifan102, and Skeeter The Lurker for their amazing editorial help! Go and give them many hugs and whatever it is you do to awesome people. (If I missed anyone, just let me know and Ill add you in.)

They wanted a monster....So they will get one.

(This was written in response to a challenge to write a one thousand word HIE)
(It is one thousand words. Fimfiction is getting the count wrong.)

[Prototype2] / MLP:FIM crossover

Not all of Alex Mercer's "Evolved" were loyal psychopaths. Some were simply desperate people who Alex thought he could easilly control once he infected them with the "Mercer Virus". However Alex was never one for fool proof plans as he quickly finds out when only a handful of his Evolved army show up at that fateful final battle between him and Heller. Oskar was one of the many of dozens of Evolved that stood by and watched as Alex was consumed and now he finds himself in a strange cutesy land filled with talking ponies. Can this viral being find peace in Equestria or will his need to be secure get in the way?

Warning: No editor so a few grammar errors can be expected :S hopefully nothing jarring though

A big thank you to EvilBob for the picture and to Fluttershade5300 for doing some post release editing for me