An average brony "finds" an abandoned pony and gets less than he bargained for.
(No disrespect intended to ROBCakeran53's original story.)
Why did I have to open the box?
An average brony "finds" an abandoned pony and gets less than he bargained for.
(No disrespect intended to ROBCakeran53's original story.)
Why did I have to open the box?
Twilight tries on her first pair of glasses, and though she enjoys them, something goes wrong. Anypony who merely looks at her faints on the spot, and she must figure out why before the entire city of Canterlot is compromised.
Cover art made by the talented and super cool MalWinters!
Now with a YouTube reading by Short Stories, and another YouTube reading by ZeusMacD
Every year, I write to the princess. I think she's amazing. I want to be just like her.
I wonder if she'll ever reply.
Choices. We all make choices in life. Most of these are simple: what to wear, what to eat, when to sleep. Rainbow Dash was given a choice, and she chose….
That choice has haunted her every day. Finally, she’s decided to try and make amends, to say she’s sorry. She does this not because she expects forgiveness, but because every fiber in her body needs her to. For how can one move on without first apologizing to those they’ve wronged?
It is a well-known fact that motherhood changes a mare. In Cadance's case, it seems to be changing her into Princess Celestia.
Cover art generously provided by DeusExEquus. Used with permission.
Now with a Spanish translation by Spaniard Kiwi!
This story is a sequel to Havoc: Godhood
My mortal life was like any other; live, eat, drink, sleep, and make sure the ever-looming fate of death doesn't get you earlier than it's supposed to. But I digress.
As anyone could guess (and know), my life would eventually meet its end at the hands of death, earlier than it was supposed to, in fact. But instead of Being whisked off into some afterlife as I expected, I was sent to a magical land, filled with colorful and talking ponies, among other species, who's personalities often featured great naivety and an amazing amount of gullibility.
I was also given many new powers as well. Powers in which, to the ponies' eyes, were very much godlike. Well, scratch that, they are godlike. As well as terrifying.
"Why would they find them terrifying?" you may ask, and I'll tell you this, would you like it if you saw thousands of people murdered in in a blink of an eye right in front of you? No? That's why my powers are terrifying. Because they kill more than they heal. They caused. . . havoc, if you will.
How did I cope with this new purpose of being a Goddess who thrived on the suffering of others? Well, by the time I'm writing this, I have gotten used to it a long time ago, probably about millions of years past. So instead, I'll start with when I broke out of that stone prison those ponies put me in. A lot of things had changed since I was imprisoned, and I was a little eager to find out what.
Oh, and don't worry, I'll also explain how I became a Goddess. That just comes a bit later.
Criticism on this story is welcomed here. I'd like to know of any mistakes and inconsistencies.
*This story is now cancelled, and is currently being rewritten as The Ancient Arcanist.
This story is a sequel to Sunshipped
"Um, Sunburst? Look. I was visiting your sister and... uh... things have gotten kiiiiiinda weird. Like, seriously, get ready to be an ape weird."
Twilight Sparkle has spent months researching chaos magic, developing a new spell to unlock magic nopony has ever experienced before. But when something goes wrong with casting, Twilight finds herself turned into a Draconequus and unable to control her new chaos magic. If she ever wants to be a pony again, there is only one who can help her learn to control her new magic.
Of course, learning from Discord was never going to be simple. And after a while, being a draconequus doesn't seem so bad anyway....
Based on the concept by Lopoddity
Editing by DB_Explorer
Proofreading by Mac349 (Ch. 1-11), Trippy998, Just A Fabulous Cat (Ch. 1-5), Doctor Candor and skysthelimit (Ch. 1-11).