Sheogorath. The Prince of Madness. A man who has grown bored with his own world. When he brings his insanity to a land of peace, the Royal Sisters find themselves thrust into his world. A land of perpetual war and chaos. Survival is the least of their problems. If they are to find each other and return home, they must call upon the aid of a hero of prophecy. A hero that is said to rival the power of the sun itself. They must find him and prevent the destruction of two dimensions in the process. Little do they know how mentally unequipped this hero will be for both of them...

(The Dragonborn in this is going to be based on the default Nord look to make the story flow a little better.)

(And just as any author on this site will tell you, be gentle with me, this is my first fic, so there's no guarantee that it will exactly be perfect.)

Twilight Sparkle, Element of Magic and Hero of Equestria was thought lost in the event known as the Canterlot Catastrophe. But when a recon unit lead by Princess Celestia and Luna to see is anything can be salvaged from the castle finds traces of a survivor that leads them to her everything changes. However no one can live through what she has and truly survive intact, what will she do when she is saved? Will she even be the same pony, or something... else?

When the Princess refused Sunset Shimmer the reward which was her right as a pony of talent and excellence, Sunset was determined. She would prove her mentor wrong, she would prove her worth, prove her worth as a pony and as a princess in her own right. The Mirror offered promises. It promised Sunset many things.

The Mirror lied.

The land that laid beyond the Mirror was barbaric beyond all her worst expectations. Ape-like beings strode through this world, arrogant, violent, vicious beyond anything in Sunset's experience. Slavers, savages, brutes, carnivores.

They put her in chains like cattle, and told her she was livestock. Then the brutes tried to give her as a gift to those whom even brutes feared, to the eastern savages. To a people who said there were only two things in this world: those that ride, and those that are ridden.

And so if she has any hope of ever proving herself worthy of being a person again, Sunset Shimmer would have to show that she could be one who rides - that she is...

Dothraki.

A hag: someone with the power of nature, to use as they see fit. Sacrifice, and deals, power at a price, and more defines them. It is a hard thing to be a hag, and a harder thing to deal with them.

So when one of them, old and only partly wise arrives in a land that has no hags, she is confused. Lost. Upset. She does not know Equestria, and makes assumptions that are not wrong...

But not wrong doesn't mean right. It only means that you might be able to understand how the assumption could be considered correct. So, how will the hag deal with Equestria? A friend? An ally? An enemy? Its doom? Any of the above, willing or unwilling, knowing or not knowing? Everypony has their own opinion. Time to see who is right.

Your Universe is large, too large for words. And you may believe that it is stable, moving across time and space unmolested. But all universes are simply balls in a giant game of billiards, forever intertwining in the Void, across Infinity. This is known as the Multiverse, or Yggdrasil, the Tree of Existence. Its gardener is the Entity, a being that thinks its task is to make sure the branches and roots of Yggdrasil do not intermingle. But every now and then, the curious consciousness finds an oddity.
This oddity is a lost soul who seeks nothing more than to distance himself, firmly believing in his own insanity. But somehow, his actions affect the lives of many, and even Equestria itself. This is the story of Windell's journey and the adventures taken by those that have noticed the incursions.

Editors/Pre-readers: Izanagi & AlicornPriest

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While trying to get their cutie marks near the border of the Everfree Forest, the Cutie Mark Crusaders encounter a strange creature. It follows them back to Ponyville where the other residents of Ponyville each get to encounter this gelatinous blob. How will these encounters turn out?
Lets find out.

Takes place between seasons 3 and 4.
Warning: May contain moments of extreme D'aww.
Learn more about SCP-999 by clicking on its name.
This is my first story; sorry if it isn't that good.

Featured on 6/7/2014
Squee.

"A stalker's life was full of adrenaline and wonders, of loneliness and misery, of death and horror, mixed together in the maelstrom of madness that is the Zone."

A S.T.A.L.K.E.R crossover. Hiker, an experienced wanderer, stalker and trailblazer find's his way into the center of the Red Forest, unreachable ever since the Clear Sky faction was annihilated at the nuclear power plant and Strelok was sent back into the Zone. In it's dark reaches, he is contacted by the Forester, and through a twist of fate, ends up in the antithesis of the Zone, a land of magic and happiness. Yet not everyone wants a sedate, safe, contented life in Equestria...

For all those who have never played/understood the STALKER series: http://stalker.wikia.com/wiki/Main_Page
All the locations, anomalies etc in capitals will be on there.

The Titans' Orb is a magical stone created by the Titans of Harmony to protect Equestria from otherworldly threats. After a demigod from Tartarus breaks loose, the Orb is stolen and transported to Planet Earth, where it shatters into six pieces, scattering across the globe. Twilight and her friends sent to retrieve it at once, for all of Equus is now in grave danger.

Meanwhile on Earth, there lives a boy named Callum, recently fatherless and enduring the torment of an abusive family. He is soon to discover that the fictional characters from his beloved T.V show, are not so fictional.
Alongside his new-found companions, he is soon to embark upon the greatest adventure on Earth.
To find the Titans' Orb.

"Uh... attention, all personnel. There seems to be a problem with the SCIP Network. No Foundation computer at this site seems to be able to access the Control Systems, and that includes the Door Control System. We fear we might have been hacked by a Splinter Group, or a massive system glitch has occurred. Whatever the case, we are initiating a site-wide Class A1 Lockdown out of precaution, until control can be remotely restored. We will update everyone shortly."

This was never supposed to happen.

"Attention, all personnel! The Door Control System is being accessed remotely from an unknown source. An immediate Class B3 Lockdown has been initiated per direct order of O5-█! We advise all personnel to seek out a safe space, or prepare for an evacuation."

Why? Why did she have to do this? She- she was curious, fascinated with it. So enamored with the possibilities she didn't even begin to consider the potential dangers. And now look where she is.

"Attention, all personnel! Somebody is opening up the containment chambers! This site is now experiencing multiple Keter and Euclid Class Containment Breaches, and we advise all remaining personnel of Class-C or higher to enter to your nearest evacuation shelter immediately! Full-site lockdown initiated!"

Stuck. In a room, with a horrifying abomination, something so terrifying she couldn't even begin to comprehend had she not seen it first hoof, outside the door, ready to devour her. Smashing it's huge body into the door in an attempt to break it down. Snarling. Growling. Waiting for it to give way.

"We've dispatched several MTF Task Forces, including Epsilon-11, to this facility for immediate re-containment purposes. We advise all personnel to remain in your evacuation shelter and to ignore any and all personnel attempting entry unless verified to be both human and at least Class-C. We can't take any risks in a breach of this magnitude. The following SCPs are confirmed out of containment: SCP-002, SCP-005, SCP-008, SCP-009, SCP-016, SCP-017, SCP-019, SCP- wait, what is- OH MY GOD!"

And now she was going to die.

"...You... disgusting, RETCHED creatures... you... you think I am secured here... you think... I can be contained. That... you... are... protected. That you... are in control. That any of these... ABOMINATIONS... can be... locked away. That you can win."

And now they were all going to die.

"You... are gravely mistaken..."

And it was all her fault.

Crossover with the SCP Foundation Mythos.

Equestrian culture loves cutie marks. Filly Starlight Glimmer hates them and never wants one. So, she leaves Equestria.

Inspired by Imploding Colon's Austraeoh.