Princess Luna knows a thing or two about nightmares and dream magic. Her duties at Night Court have become tedious. With the help of some forbidden power she reaches out to a certain Element of Magic for the companionship and knowledge of modern Equestria she desires. But while Luna is distracted and Celestia sleeps, an old evil returns with plans both dire and terrible and a new evil plots under their noses.
(Story takes places roughly between season 2 and season 3, so post-changlings, pre-Sombra)

Cover image by JJ at lovetomorrowlove.tumblr

Life. What is life? Is it the role of the cosmic die, entropy at its finest; Order into chaos? Might it be the universe’s very own form of cancer, spreading everywhere due to a glitch in the makeup of reality itself? Or even the result of a God, spending endless eternity’s alone and creating something, anything to make this dismal existence a bit less dull?

My creators saw life as a challenge to overcome, something to surpass. To succeed life is to succeed creation itself, and in doing so, to transcend the boundaries of mortality. Because if you can create something better than life, what are you but a God?

Author's Note: Editor/proofreader for chapters three and up. Give a thanks to Gildomar for editing and proofreading, as well as helping me bounce ideas back and forth.

PS. KnightmareKnight edited chapter three, but they are not currently an editor anymore.

As a young adult, Sebastian was having the time of his life. He had his own small group of friends, a loving family, and a clean home in a nice neighborhood.

Key-word being "had".

After the accident, he finds himself in a different time, a different place, and, most importantly, a different body.

Hey everybrony, just jumping on the bandwagon here.
Tags and characters will be added as the story progresses.
Why yes! I DO suck at descriptions!

Edit: 6/8/2014
I got featured.
I'm crying right now oh my god help me

In Equestria's far future, one thousand and five years after the return, a dysfunctional group of argumentative ponies must quest to defeat the most dangerous enemy of Equestria to ever live; the malevolent Lord Second, one of the only known members of the race of elder gods known as the humans, and the ancient cult who worships him, the Brotherhood of Man.

An over-the-top surrealist comedy, with slight serious elements. Expect a steady decline into insanity.

Cancelled, due to reasons of severe cranial trauma

Now with audio reading and prequel story, Shades of Grey, by Draven Eclipse.

In a bout of boredom, Twilight Sparkle decides to make a clockwork automaton. When she tries to give it limited sentience, enough to follow basic instructions, she is more than a little shocked to discover that she has inadvertently put the soul of a living being within...

Now, Twilight has to cope with a living machine.

A silly little thing, not meant to be taken too seriously.

Pulled into a strange world where myth and legends are real. Unable to communicate to the native creatures here, or even able to move for that matter... How is a human supposed to adapt to this strange world, or even manage to keep his sanity when he is encased in stone.

Note: Not a Nightmare before Christmas crossover, the character is simply based off of Jack Skellington. ALSO, THIS IN AN ANTHRO FIC SO STOP ASKING ME WHY THEY HAVE HANDS AND HOOVES. iF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT AN ANTHRO IS, LOOK IT UP ON GOOGLE IMAGES.

A tomb stone, the first thing I see.
The carvings are corroded away, unlike me.
I can't remember who I am.
I don't even know what I am.
All I know is that apart from me,
There are little coloured ponies in a group of three.
One of which, if I had one catches my eye.
Two of them leave and she's left to cry.
What can a guy do, but to go up and say:
Hello, young one, would you like to play?

::Featured - 25/7/2013::

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This story has been canceled for lack of interest in writing this story.
There is a low chance that I may continue the story, but at the moment I am not.
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Well, let's start with the obvious: I am a human from the world of humans... in a Chupacabra's body... in a new world. Shit well, at least it's a break from my extremely boring life of programming.

Ok, hold on let's do some introductions: my name is James and you are the reader for my story, nice to meet you.
Ok, so now that craps over let's start with what I am for I am not just any old myth, I am a super hyped up powerful myth with awesome fucking powers.
So how will I fare in this new world and how will the people/ponies (what...?) of it respond to a car-sized super powerful black wolf creature, they may or may not have seen before...?
Hopefully well...

-Edited by >>>>Inrix<<<< I need him, without him I would be dead...

Twilight gets killed protecting Princess Celestia and wakes up to the words Game Over floating in front of her.

You know these stories where somebody suddenly wakes up with a creepy, unknown voice in their head? Well that's what's happening to me, except I'm that strange voice, and I'm not stuck in somebody, I'm stuck in somePONY.
How did I get here? And how will I ever find a way to go back without so much as a body to call my own?

Now with 100% more cover art thanks to the splendiferously awesome Exelzior! Go read his stuff instead of mine! Do it!

Rated teen for foul-mouthed protagonist. Expect bad words.