==== Originally Written: Fall 2011 ==== EDQ Link ====
After a party to welcome the season of Nightmare Night, the library becomes the target of strange activity. Minor annoyances prelude greater events, and soon Twilight and Spike each take action to handle the situation in their own way. All the while, questions hang in the air. What lingers amongst the shelves? What watches from the corners? What stands just behind you only to disappear when you turn to look?

What is in the library, and what does it want?

Shawn Spencer, psychic detective, is a thick-tufted boy genius who ice skates through life on polished blades of snarky eloquence. He has tested himself against some of the greatest criminal minds of his time and emerged victorious... though often through unbelievable luck and not a small amount of bumbling.

Now, he faces a challenge unlike any before. One that will test his mind, his sanity, and his adaptability as he is thrust into the midst of an unfamiliar world and the ponies who populate it.

The Mane 6 face their own challenge, as an old enemy, tempered in the crimes of a much harsher world than theirs, returns to Equestria. It is a challenge they are ill-prepared for and one that only their strange, new, alien friend can help them overcome.

My second place entry for the Fallout: Equestria 500 members writing competition, choosing the theme "Before the bombs".

This isn't a tale of great heroism, of any great battle fought hard and won well. Deadbolt Tumbler never really had any driving force in his life, he didn't have a special somepony, he didn't even have any friends. He was content to do his job to the best of his abilities everyday and live out his life in peace as he always had, but the great war was now in full swing, and as it often does, fate decides to intervene. On the afternoon of his 18th birthday, he was drafted to fight for his country, throwing him into a world of new experiences that threaten to shatter his fragile perception of friends, love, and loss. Although he had written them off as nothing more than fables as a colt, he soon comes to see that the monsters from the tales of old, still roam the battlefields before him.

The wonderful youtuber Plagen Shiki has done a marvelous reading of this story! You can find it here if you'd like to listen as you read!

Anyone who survived the destruction of Equestria at the hooves of her enemies remember where they were, but the dead remember too.

Page Turner is a stallion who enjoys living by himself and his books. He has done so for a good long part of his life. Though, when he is finally persuaded to leave his home for a short amount of time, he is reminded of why he holed himself in there in the first place.

We are rewriting this from the beginning. Please watch user: DuskShadowBrony for an update.

DustStorm. Gold Rush. Grey Ghost. Dead Ink. Flutter Glitter. Luster Star. They were humans once, like you and I, but something happened. Something Big. Now their 5 friends get sucked into a world they could only dream about . This is their tale. The archive of thier new lives in Equestria. This is, the Foalish Zone.

This project is a group collaboration between a couple people in the padded ponies/adult foals group, the 'Palringo Padded Ponies'.

Care to join us for some roleplay or chat? http://www.palringo.com/en/us/ If you need the PC version, ask Monopony, he has the files you need. Join the room: ppaf

Monopony, Monopony, Zubric, Hottemaxx, DGGames, and Shagohad, Luster Star.

Not all chapters are sequential or storyline, and this story does take place in an alternate timeline of Super Stallion's Foal-a-verse, which DGGames is a writer for.

RATING INFORMATION: This story is rated teen for mild swearing, and occasional crazies. you have been warned.

IMPORTANT: This story is as stated previously a ppaf collaboration. If you dislike regression, diapers, and/or foalish behavior, TURN BACK NOW!!

Otherwise welcome to a place, where time has no meaning, where space is convoluted, and where foals are everywhere and nowhere.

WELCOME TO THE FOALISH ZONE!!

WARNING/ALERT/DANGER/CAUTION: THIS STORY CONTAINS AGE REGRESSION/DIAPERS/ETC. DO NOT READ IF YOU DO NOT LIKE. PLEASE READ DISCLAIMERS AT 'MORE'

Concept Art

The Block Kingdom, a foreign empire outside of the reign of Celestia and Luna, has asked that a Royal Representative of Equestria come to visit. In order to help him develop his social skills and public relations, Princess Luna has sent Dusk Shadow to meet up with the Block Kingdom's Princess.

Fun, games, and general chaos will certainly happen. What else do you expect when you have a kingdom controlled by smart little fillies and foals?

Dusk Shadow, an overly serious, and not well-known Prince of Equestria is not exactly happy about his task. However, duty calls, so he accepts his responsibility. From there, what started as a simple visit becomes something he never expected, and a change he needed. He will learn things that he was unaware of before, and rediscover what he lost a long time ago.

If you actually enjoy these kinds of things, and read the story, feel free to leave a rating and a comment/suggestion. Prejudiced ratings or rating just because you don’t like what the story is about, and not the writing itself is just immature. And when a babyfur calls you immature, you really should think about it.

(DISCLAIMERS)
- I do NOT ship with canon characters.
- My OC is my Ponysona, I based him off of myself. Anything that happened in his past has direct correlation to something that happened to my own. He's not made dark to be 'cool', it's how I am myself.
- I accept constructive criticism, but not flat-out hate and negativity. Difference: Constructive Criticism: “This is what I liked…. Here’s what I didn’t like and how you could fix it…” Negativity: “This is stupid, why is it like this? That makes no sense, it’s just stupid and wrong.”
- I do suffer from a number of issues (PTSD, depression, inferiority complex, etc. All formally diagnosed by various psychologists and psychiatrists), so that may carry over in how I write or interact with my readers. I apologize if I may seem nasty at times.
- Because a lot of people don’t READ, I had to include a bunch of disclaimers

Thank you, Zubric, for roleplaying this with me to iron out some details.

This story is a sequel to Foal Games

Cancelled. It just wasn't working for me, I just couldn't do it. Sorry.

THIS IS A SEQUEL TO FOAL GAMES. IT IS ADVISED YOU READ FOAL GAMES FIRST.

ALERT: FOAL GAMES (Not this fanfiction) CONTAINS DIAPERS/REGRESSION. IF YOU ARE NOT INTO THIS, DO NOT READ FOAL GAMES.

You can still read this without reading Foal Games, but it may get confusing at times.

Years have passed since DustStorm was left under Corona's care. Once again, he is in the Royal Guard and serves as a Magical Combat Technician and Researcher.

However, he feels strange flashes of memories. Are they his memories? They can't possibly be, right? Then why are they so familiar?

WARNING: Diapers, Regression, etc. DO NOT READ if you do not like.

On hiatus for this reason: http://www.fimfiction.net/blog/374545/story-focus

Does not contain clop or gore.

What is the most powerful love at all? The love between couples? No, it's family love. Two ponies, who would never see it before, grow to realize this truth.

Please note that this story is unrelated to any other stories. It follows a story arc is is if the other stories never happened.

This story focuses on my OC, Dust Storm, and a friend's OC, Clear Skies. Also focuses on another concept I made up of differently-colored Changelings.

Thank you:
therainbowvortex- for encouraging me to write this
Gold Rush (Zubric)- for roleplaying this with me, so I could get somewhat of a plot established.

Original Base Art Source (Changeling Swarm): Metrukuta @ deviantart

(This fic is now officially cancelled. Maybe I'll come back to it in the very distant future if I ever get back into Starcraft, but for now, it's up for adoption.)

Remember the Protoss ship from Starcraft Heart of the Swarm? The one from the "Enemy Within" mission? The one that started with sneaking? Niadra (the broodmother that eventually infested the place) lost contact with the Queen of Blades more than fifty years ago. Since then, the Zerg aboard that ship have flourished... until one day when they came across an unknown planet and were pulled in. The atmosphere did little to the ship, but the crash did.

The horrific Zerg within, Niadra included, perished... all save for one little Drone. Free of any control, this Drone has only three directives: multiply, infest, thrive.

(Please, for the love of all that is tobzahs, leave a comment. I enjoy hearing feedback, ideas, all that shtuff. It motivates me, really.)

Featured 9/4/14, apparently.