Equestria.
The shining pinnacle of everything good about the world of Equis.

The Badlands.
The run-down hole of everything terrible about the world of Earth.

When a massive corporation fires one of its Snipers for failing to perform well enough in the field, he ends up transported from Earth to Equis. Hoping to make some new friends, he sets about socializing. However, this is harder than it seems, especially when he's not the only one to be taken there. After all, how is a murdering gunman with low self-esteem going to fit in when placed in a country full of peaceful equines with friendly attitudes and whilst under fire from everything that isn't himself?

Horribly, I assume.

Self-Insert; Simply using my Sniper as a placeholder for myself.

This story is a sequel to The Best Nightmare Of My Life

Jeanne Tempest Jones, or Tempest to her friends, leads a rather ordinary life. At least for a teenager. However, one night everything changes. She wakes up in a mysterious land in a strange body, one that is feared and hated by the locals. Meanwhile, her boyfriend, Brian, and his twin sister Brianna find themselves along for the ride halfway across Equestria. Under the tender care of the Thestral (Bat Ponies) community, they will have their own challenges to face.

Now faced with numerous troubles, the largest being that no one seems to trust her, just how exactly will Tempest and her two friends reunite and find their way home?

Marked as a sequel to The Best Nightmare of my Life, as the concept being further explored is the one that sparked the Halloween One-shot. This is less comedy-oriented and more serious as to the topic of "Human looking like a villain" though.

(Title is once more a twist on the song "The Best Day of my Life")

Dan Farley was a navigator, a civilian pilot for a corporate colonization firm. He was technically an officer in the command crew, but as the most junior of his peers, Held no real authority. He loved his job however, Exploring distant planets, and seeing the vastness of space. Now, However, He's the only living member of the command crew. Which Makes him acting captain, and the leader of the survivors of the CMF Proud Mary. He will be the the one to initiate first contact with the strange, Numerous, alien races of the planet....and with no way home, Can he forge a place for his people among them?

Who is he?

That, is the same question every living being on Earth, and Equestria has wondered.

This is because he isn't a politician, or a leader, or any mastermind. He is just... human.

Unfortunately, mistakes were made, and now he is the winner of 'The Raffle'; the biggest event in history. The poor human is now thrown into the middle of both worlds, and is the most famous person of the century.

What nobody understands, is that maybe 'ordinary' is what the galaxy needs.

(Major hiatus until further notice. I'm seriously trying to fix it, but I have no idea when everything will be finished. Sorry for the inconvenience ;_;)

Sia, formerly a raider in the Mojave Wastes, has found herself on the wrong side of everyones favourite Courier and Wanderer, Cassandra and Ethan Smith, as well as Equestria's Celestia and Twilight.

Thanks to a series of unfortunate event Sia will find herself involved in the ongoing struggle between a cult and a clan. Sia will have to figure out who to support while also learning how to fit into a world where ponies are actually occasionally civil.

All the while her past weighs heavily on her mind and in some ways is even more dangerous to her then the inhuman creatures inhabiting the strange land she’d ended up in.

A.N.~ As a Fallout related fic, and a Wanderings-verse fiction, expect common uses of curse words and occasional sexual references.

Edit: Now with JeffCvt as an editor as of March 10, 2014 GMT

In conjunction with the Wanderings-verse by ed2481

(A crossovermainly with TF2, Killing Floor 2, The DC Universe, and Romantically Apocalyptic. However, if you have a suggestion: make it! You just might see a cameo of your favorite gas-masker. See below for future crossovers.)

A breach has been made in the walls of reality, creating a door to all of space and eternity. This, of course, could be problematic. The Princesses are doing the best they can to hold the hole shut, but the bigger, hungrier things are pushing back. And the smallest entities are managing to crawl through anyway, like bugs between atoms. Several of these things pop through intentionally, and with the—alleged—intention to help; masked aliens. And they all just might be stark raving mad.

Part crossover, part self-insert, part trollfic and part Lovecraft, this just may be the best—or worst—MLP fanfic ever written. Why not be a part of it?

Note(s): The name has nothing to do with the punk band. Though they're not bad, go check them out.

Future Crossovers Include:
Warhammer 40,000
Doctor Who
Metro
S.T.A.L.K.E.R

Earth, the birthplace of humankind, is dying.

Full-scale nuclear war has ravaged its surface, killing billions in the process, leaving Earth a glowing radioactive wasteland.

Years before the war, colonization of Earth's natural satellite, Luna. Was well underway to the point that dozens of domes dotted the lunar surface. When the war started, colonization funding was greatly reduced, bringing the effort to a halt.

Now, years after the war, the colonies find themselves with two options.

Die from starvation, or try to find a new home.

They chose the latter.

Old cargoships, once used to transfer supplies, were hastily retrofitted to the best of their abilities and outfitted with experimental warp drives salvaged from testing stations scattered around Earths orbit.

Three ships, the ULC Coral, the ULC Nightmare, and the ULC Amber in Arms were outfitted with these experimental warp drives and sent filled to the brim with everything needed to start over.

Humanity reaches out in need of a home, but what they find turns out to be a little too much for what they bargained for.

Editors: Magnificent Bastard

Story on hiatus until further notice, focusing on my other story for now.

Five friends who play an MMO called Kirsarnia are the first to attempt to complete the newest dungeon added to the game.

What they didn't expect is to be dragged through their monitors into another world.

This is not a Displaced fic, Luna never became Nightmare Moon and was never banished, the Elements of Harmony haven't been found yet and Discord is one of the good guys and not a villain.

Y.O.H. 961: Four Hundred and Sixty-One Years After Luna's Banishment

Chiller ("Wraith-Kissed") Tale was just one of many aspiring bards when he made the mistake of letting a ghost kiss him deep in the Everfree Forest. In one moment he lost his handsome face and released his incredible talent for dark poetry and songs.

That was forty years ago. Now he is one of the favorites of Princess Celestia at her court in Canterlot. But his beloved wife, Sweetsong Snowmane, has died and he has given up on life.

Forty years ago he fled his death, death ponified as a beautiful undead horror. Now, he seeks the death he cheated four decades past.

What will happen when Chiller returns to where it all began?

This story is a sequel to [Misplaced]

Jeremy has survived the nightmarish hell that was Tartarus, the prison of all deemed too evil to roam the surface world. He has broken the Harmony Barrier, freeing his four new friends from the prison, and they have escaped to live their lives on the surface. Happily ever after, right?

...Not really.

The game isn't over yet.

(Ask the characters questions here! Password is 'crystal'.)