As I sit on this branch, looking at the town through the mangled, black branches, I began thinking about why I came here. About everything I left behind on Earth.

I wish I'd never have come here...

Consider joining the Ending-verse if you liked it!

This story has been redone. Also, A brilliant lad called Vlad decided to write a sequel. I seriously recommend reading that and following him.

Also, there's a prequel in the works!

Everyone knows the saying, 'No good deed ever goes unpaid', or something along the same length. In my case, however, when I discovered this odd guy kidnapping people at a Comic-Con and tried to stop it, said payment ended up with me in a world where everything's pastel-colored, and it's a virtual race of me against the world as I try to find all of the Great Kanohi scattered around the country. Oh, yeah, and for some reason, I'm now techno-organic, and I have to work with technicolor ponies to find Kanohi all around the world that grant me new forms of Toa.

...Whatever happened to 'normal'?!?!
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Crossover with Bionicle.
This fic is a Displaced fic.
Rating, main characters, and cover image subject to change.

Go to Dragon-con they said, it'd be fun they said, Go in a costume they said, Fine, but what they didn't tell me, is that i'd be sucked into another world by a piece of merchandise. Now i'm stuck in a world not my own, but on the positive I seem to now wield the mutant ability of the villain i'd dressed as. Starting today, i'm not just anyone, I'm Taskmaster. That means, if you have a job, a wad of cash, and a means to find me, then i'm at your service. For there is no job to big for the bad-ass that is Taskmaster. What can i say, Money is my love, and i'll do just about anything, no matter how cruel or vile, if it means i get rich.

A story for the LoHaVverse

Let the quest for fortune begin.

One courier, one Queen, a simple delivery, and an incredible destiny. The Mojave Wasteland is a place filled with opportunity, danger, and adventure. For some, it is home. For others, a means for power. For the Courier? The birthplace of his legend.

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.

As the walls close in on a haunted young woman, a man offers to grant her one wish. In exchange, she must become a pawn in game that has no end in sight and make her mark on this strange new yet familiar world. On her way she meets old friends, new friends and a chance confront her past.

-Blackwing/Rust universe
-Approved by RLYoshi, TroutKing, and Garion
-Not canon

If you find yourself on a different planet with powers you would freak out right?
Well I did that for a while. Could of went better...Still powers...this could be fun.

What would you do?
A filly wonders into Ponyvillie. Cold, hungry and scared. You would help the filly. Even if the residents hate her because she accidentally uses Dark magic? Even if Twilight wants to study her? Against her will?
No one should grow up like this.
I shall give her warmth, food, water and most important love.
No matter what!

Rainbow Dash and Applejack went to far. I barely survive their last prank. Now the Elements are all begging me to be their friend again.
I only have two friends left. Ditzy Doo and... The Darkness. It promises to never hurt me. It treats me like I'm its best friend.
I can feel myself slowly falling apart.

The NCR Veteran Ranger, Elite Class, Capt. Michael Denton was seen as a kind and honorable man by wasteland standards. Until it finally broke him. His reason for joining the NCR changed. He used means that would be considered monstrous to defeat his enemies and complete his objective. The NCR saw this and decided to use him as a weapon. Haunted by the death of his sister and his government using him, Michael turned into a monster. But after a mission gone wrong Michael found himself and his team trapped by raiders inside an underground research facility and his life was about to take an unexpected turn.