What is a young Imperial Guardsman to do when the warp spits him out into a land of ponies?

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Thanks go to the_marked_one for listening to all my crazy ideas and to FenrisianBrony and MyDigitalHazard for proofreading.

Their ship crippled by a surprise attack from the Thousand Sons, the Chaos Space Marines of the Iron Warriors thirteenth company are forced to escape into a warp rift. Finally crash landing on what they believe to be a Daemon World in the Eye of Terror, populated by small Horse-like xenoforms, can the most bitter and paranoid of all the Space Marine Legions truly learn the Magic of friendship? And can they go more than a week without trying to blow something up?

The Death Korps of Krieg, seeking atonement from their government's betrayal decades ago, they give their lives willingly in the everlasting fight against the enemies of the Imperium of Man. Averted by even their fellow Guard regiments, they show a high degree of fatalism and an unusual morbidity of habit. Yet they are highly disciplined, morally reliable and self-sufficient soldiers.

The 42nd Siege Regiment had been deployed on Kheltan III to reclaim a supply route that had been attacked by the Eldar. A simple enough task for the stoic men of Krieg. But an ion storm attack and an innocent experiment by an alicorn from another world can make even the easiest of tasks much more difficult.

A Warhammer 40K/MLP:FIM crossover

The Lone Wanderer has been known as the man who shouldered the nightmares of every man, woman and child in the wasteland, so that they may live. But when the Wanderer was once again abducted by aliens, he found himself falling, quite literally, into a whole new wonderous world, untouched by the horrors of nuclear devastation.

He has been facing other people's nightmares constantly for almost a decade, it was high time he was allowed to wake up.

Meanwhile, the ponies of Equestria are baffled by a strange object that fell from the sky.

Fallout/FIM crossover. HiE. T for violence and some language.

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'What is it about humans that urges them seek out so many endeavors in order to feed their desires? Greed, power, family, friends, philosophy, knowledge; infinite goals and infinite reasons behind them. Whoever or whatever created these beings are either cunning; to create self motivating creatures that will constantly push the limits of what's possible, or downright cruel; never truly allowing them to feel true fulfillment or satisfaction. The point is humans were created with a void, a missing piece left intentionally empty never to be filled, an undying hunger.'

A bit grim right? The names Rodney, and in case you're wondering, this is the story of my life. A life of Magic, Gods, and regrettably, Ponies. Yeah, freakin-multi-techno-collored-goody-ponies.
But it's not all bad really, got way healthier with a more green diet. Though the lack of meat can be painful at times, that one landed me in less than desired situations. I get to screw with innocent ponies on a regular basis. Didn't kill myself or everyone else with me either. So not a bad deal really, even ended up retiring as teacher.

Teen for language and some adult themes.
This takes place before season 3.

HIATUS: Currently at a programmer's boot camp. Will be done late June 2015.

AN: If you can see past my cruddy writing skills there's plenty to tickle your funny bones, I hope. First attempt at writing a fic.

After a mishap involving the Transportalponder, the Courier finds himself in a place he doesn't recognize. With no way back and nothing else to do, he decides that wandering into the nearest town is the best option. Being the Courier, things aren't that simple...

A Fallout: New Vegas/My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic crossover

The style alternates between omnipresent third-person and the Courier recounting his tale to... Well, take a guess.

James Rogers is just your average sixteen-year-old British immigrant. Moving to the US after living in Southport for ten lonely years he ends up in a friendly town and manages to live happily. James still faces the fact that he has spent most of his life alone, he has friends but he has secrets that he doesn't want to show and secrets that he doesn't even know about himself. All of this changes one fateful day at the gas station when he finds three young girls hiding behind the building, James soon finds out that the girls are the Cutie Mark Crusaders in human form. Lost, scared and clueless to where they are, James makes the choice to take them under his care, but that one decision leads to a mix of love, hope, loss, betrayal, and sacrifice. No matter what though, James made a promise to get the kids home, and he'll keep it until his mission is accomplished.

Author's notes: I'm really glad I finished this story. It's my first fic and the whole thing took me three months to complete and a week to fix all the errors and change the passages that I didn't like. This story here is probably the best thing I have ever written(not to brag or anything), I hope to write sequels to this story if it works out. Hope you enjoy it, because I enjoyed writing it.
One more thing, this is the first story in the Final Crusade Trilogy and the adventures of James Rogers will branch off into other shorter stories. I'll start writing them if this becomes popular enough.
UPDATE: I've decided to heed my friend's advice and divided this up into chapters. Hopefully now it will look even better than it did before.

James Kaughn is a member of the world's most elite fighting force, but when his team is sent in to rescue a captive family in Afghanistan the mission hits a snag. He stays behind to allow the others to escape, fully expecting to die, but ends up in an unfamiliar place. Join him as he meets new challenges and struggles with his worsening PTSD. Will he be able to actually make friends and not just teammates?