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Finally the final battle against King Boo to save Mario and the rest of the Mushroom Kingdom from his wrath, Luigi succeeds in the capture...or so he thought. Turns out King Boo had one last last trick up his sleeve and with a bright flash of light Luigi is teleported to an unknown forest. Something is amiss, He can't remember anything on how he got there. Where was he transported to? Will he defeat King Boo? Will he find someone to help guide him so he may find and rescue Mario? Will he return to his own world? Will he even want to...?

This takes place during the events of Luigi's Mansion Dark Moon. The story takes place after the season 2 finale in the MLP universe.


Cover art by: Xain Russell
http://xain-russell.deviantart.com/art/My-Little-Poltergeist-Hunter-364543190?q=gallery%3Axain-russell&qo=3

Editor: NightShader http://www.fimfiction.net/user/NightShader

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I'm Griffin, not much else to it. I've been bullied most of my life, which left me bitter and sarcastic. I'm a closet brony. What? You think I'm just gonna go out and tell a world that hates me that I watch a cartoon intended for little girls? I don't feel like giving the punks at school any more ammo. That's when cosmic powers decide I need to take a trip to my favorite fantasy land. But all is not sunshine and rainbows and it certainly won't be after I'm done with it. Equestria from the point of view of an extremely pissed off teenager, with a twist. Rust, the author of 'The Ballad of Echo the Diamond dog' is awesomesauce enough to have a cross over between our stories. Carnelian is a boss when it comes to art. Part of the 'Chess Game of the Gods'.


Violence, gratuitous swearing, and sexual themes. Reader discretion is advised.

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Video games are my passion. When I was offered a chance to test out some new "Chess Game" virtual reality simulator during its beta stages, how could I refuse? Go on adventures, explore new worlds and troll NPC's programmed with the most advanced AI available. It sounded like a dream come true.

Too bad I didn't read the fine print.

Chess Game of the Gods fic
Approved by Troutking
Contains a healthy amount of swearing and violence.

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I don’t question the “life” bar floating over my head, or my “EXP” gauge, or the little phantasmal boxes that appear whenever I look at an “equippable” object that show its “statistics.” It’s normal for small messages to appear in the sky every now and then, such as [System update in 2 hours.] My kind worships the Developers, higher beings that direct, create, and control everything we see. It’s all normal. This is how things have always been, since I was born. My father, my grandfather, my ancestors have all accepted and coped with these elements.

So why does everything feel so... fake?

My name is Twilight_Sparkle, and I know there’s something wrong here.

Co-Written by GaruuSpike and Chaotic Dreams.

(EDIT: This story is cancelled forever because someone sabotaged all of our attempts to write. You know who you are, and so do I, and I hope you're happy for killing it.)

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When a Necromancer is hurled into the place between places then escapes to another world at the cost of his life it is not the end. Being a Necromancer he returns to life with ease, but is skirting the edges of consciousness, and unable to truly wake as a mysterious figure uses magic to put him on the back of a horse to carry him away into the night.

To make matters worse the phylactery he used to save his own life recreated him as a member of the dominant race with... some errors. His injuries are still present and he's now in a much smaller body with his magic drained to nothingness.

So now he's horribly injured, held captive by an unknown force, in an unfamiliar body, in an unfamiliar world and completely exhausted. He's had worse days. He just can't think of any off the top of his head. So familiar territory then, nothing to worry about.

(Thank you again Tulip for the amazing piece of artwork.)

On Hiatus due to Life. Sorry.

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My name's Adam. Well that's my name this time around, anyways. This isn't the first time I've been alive. I suppose that the best way to describe me would be a reincarnation.
Yeah, so I in the middle of another game. Yes, you heard me right, another game. Seems that the gods get bored easily. Last one that I was in was only 2000 years ago, give or take.
Anyways, here I am, in the middle of 'Equestria', with a newborn god as my sponsor. Well, at least she's fairly powerful.

This story takes place in Rust's and BlackWIng's Chess Game of the Gods universe. It's been approved! Horay!

This is NOT a self insert, I don't do those.

I hesitantly put the romance tag in this, and I may take it out later.

Ponies are owned by Hasbro and/or Habsro

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Hi. If you're listening to me, chances are you're probably not a human. Or, at least, not anymore. Human's don't really exist around here, except others in other forms. Me, I'm pretty much unique. Unique among the unique. And I like this place. Beats getting a swirly on a daily basis anytime. Except for maybe the almost-dying part, but even that seems better. This is my story. How I went from being everybody's favorite punching bag to a legendary beast. Who knows, maybe you'll catch lucky and come here with me. Probably better than living on the planet of the jerks. But enough about that. Let me tell you about, well, me.

This is a part of the many-writer story called "Chess Game of the Gods", which started with Rust's "The Ballad of Echo the Diamond Dog" which merged with Blackwing's "Griffin the Griffin", and many others joined. Permission has been granted.

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Evicted from his stable, Goldwreath is forced into a life full of perils and tragedies the like of which he has not asked for. Now facing entities of power far beyond anything he can imagine, a tyrannical military organization, a mysterious defense array in the mountains of Roam, and a foreboding phenomenon forming in the south, he must gather his wits and put his training to use in order to save the city of Roam. His enemies are tough, and his friends may not even be his friends, but no matter how hard the path he will defend the city to his last breath. That is, if he hasn't lost his sanity already.

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The tyrannical Shadow Stallion oppresses Equestria, coating the land in a thick layer of clouds, tightly controlling the population. Three children, the unicorns Celestia and Luna, along with a Draconequus, Discord, must live up to their fate. They must find the Elements of Harmony and take up their rightful place as Equestrias new gods and saviors.

Adventure and Friendshipping mix, intended to be a possible prequel to the show. Featured on EqD since January 09, 2012. Six Stars.

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My name is James Clark, and I am a Private Military Contractor. No, not Mercenary. Yes, there is a difference, but that's beside the point.

Ok, where was I? Ah yes, I was just entering my office in Downtown Houston one afternoon to hear a job offer. When I got there, I found a beautiful, robe-wearing woman waiting for me. Now, in this day and age, most people would find that strange. I didn't for two reasons.

1) In this line of work, you run into a few crazies. If I had a dollar for every nut-job I turned away, I could buy a small European country.

2) It was Halloween. Hell, I was on my way to a party dressed in a replica suit of Veteran Ranger Armor from Fallout: New Vegas, complete with gas mask and real riot gear I borrowed from a friend on the SWAT team. I was gonna win the costume contest for sure!

I'm getting off topic, aren't I? Anyways, this weirdo offered me a job without going into much detail. No location, no objective, not even a dollar amount The only thing I got out of her was the promise that I would be saving thousands, if not millions of lives.

Every instinct told me to turn the job down, and yet I still accepted it. Maybe the idea of playing hero again had its appeal.

God, I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

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