Change comes many times at the most unexpected of moments. Discord's death being one such example. It comes in many forms and one individual will experience the reality of that fact. Chaos doesn't die, it just takes a new form. This one just has an weird tattoo.

Princess Celestia finished the spell that would finally cleanse the Human Earth of its last inhabitants.

Deep within the forbidden Canterlot vault, the statue of a certain Draconequus vanished.

-- This is my response to a certain series of misanthropic TCB fics

This is it. The culmination of nearly seventy years of planning. Conversion is about to begin. And then something goes terribly, horribly wrong.

When the magical storms subside, Equestria lies in ruins; Celestia herself is in a coma. Help comes from the Crystal Empire, but it is not enough, and more ponies are dying every day. Worse, Twilight Sparkle, one of her core beliefs shattered, has fled into the Everfree forest. The situation goes from bad to hopeless when the humans arrive; the ponies prepare to fight, aware that they are horribly outclassed. But war is the furthest thing from humanity's mind...

Tags to change as story progresses.

My name is Jake. Or Orpheus. Which ever you want to call me, I'm used to both. I could explain that I'm a mute brony gamer and I was sent Equestria.... but I'll explain like this...

I was sent to Equestria by a merchant... a very creepy one too. He sold me a steel cosplay Evoker, thanks to my brother giving me money. I didn't think much of it at the time, but what was my luck to find an fake Evoker? Buuuut now I'm stuck in a equestria with a limited supply of Soul Points to survive on. If only I could find a Soma in Equestria...

Oh yeah, I can talk now too.

Why is my life so... weird.

Displaced story about a mute brony who plays games, preferably persona games. like that cliche hasn't been used a million times.

Tag will be updated as I go.

Cover art is temporary, or until I can find someone to make me some.

Rated teen for strong language and for violence. I mean, this is a displaced story!!! Why the heck wouldn't a displaced fight something?!

It gets a bit darker as the story goes. You've been warned.

Check out my other displaced story: The non-Equestrian Equestrian hero!

"Have you ever wished you can control the sun? Have the wind dance at your fingertips? Make a mighty waterfall shoot from a puddle? I have..."

Naomi Misuka and her friend, Landon Ward, are the recent victims of a Dimensional misplacement. Stranded as the two white wolves, Amaterasu and Chibiterasu, they strive to find a way home (While having a little fun with ol' Sunbutt).

I. Regret. Nothing. This has been on my mind for a looong while now and so I'm doing it. Just take nothing seriously.

I own NO pictures or music used in this story.

{Displaced Story}

His name was Eli Minute, a normal teenager who dressed as a Dalek for a group costume contest at Comic-Con with his friends. He just wanted the contest to finish up so he could get out of the stuffy Dalek costume. But when his friend Matt brought over the rewards, he also brought over a Dalek laser that he bough from a man known only as "The Merchant".

Jeremy, one of his other friends, goes ahead and attaches the laser to Eli's costume, and in a flash of light Eli is taken to Equestria with a splitting headache and no sensation in his feet...or his hands...or anything for that matter.

What will befall him as he's trapped in the mechanical body of the most dangerous being in the universe?

This is a collab story written by me, Down with Chrysalis and my good friend Erised the Ink-Moth. Go check him out, he's awesome.

Character tags added as time goes on

Featured May 31st 2015
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Equestria teleports to Earth with the intention of destroying Humanity, unfortunately Humans are over powered because reasons.

Now with a EWW, thanks Dodo of Chaos.

Vinyl Scratch is fast becoming one of the more popular musicians on the scene. Finding this odd, the Royal Guard sends Angel Grace to investigate the unicorn and determine if she is using hypnosis to boost her popularity. She was prepared for nearly anything, but the truth behind the DJs rise to fame turns out to be more surprising than she thought.

This was initially a quickie I wrote for fun, but it turned out better than I thought it would. It's still unedited, so I may come back some time and clean it up a bit more.

Also I guess it's dark, so...there.

This story is a sequel to The Conversion Bureau: Why we Fight

Four years after humanity's fall and the last human walked away free of ponification, a valiant rebellion controlled by a former protégé rose from the ashes of humanity's death bearing potions brewed to reverse the brainwashing affects of the original serum. If humanity lives on in these ponies, they shall live as free as they were as humans .

The Ponies take over our lands. The lands we have works so very hard to create, to earn, and to develop.
We have started wars on this land. we have started wars FOR land.
We, the human race, have worked to far. killed to much, and survived to long to be exterminated like pests.

I stand here now as the last human on earth. There's no hope for me, or for my race. but the purple unicorn in front of me dares to ask the question that every other pony has asked before: Why do we fight?

(Rated teen for course language and slight death)
Big thanks to cshadd for the updated (and better) cover art