Rock's as solid a unicorn can be without being an earth pony. Then most of a life time growing up in a mine is going to leave a whole bunch of rough edges. Still Rock's always figured that it was pretty good preparation for when the sun went down for the last time ever over a year ago.

Now though she's stuck in a whole other Equestria and there's another unicorn that looks just like her that also lives in Ponyville. Just she's still calling herself Rarity and is far too prissy for her own good.

Soon she's going to meet other ponies in the same predicament, linked in ways they don't yet understand and try to find a way home to the Equestria that they know.

Course first off she's going to have to work out how to get along with herself...

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Courtesy of an awesome brony Random Elements now has a tropes page : http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Fanfic/StrykesRandomElements.

This fic was completed in the week between One Bad Apple and Magic Duel, so consider anything before that as having happened for purposes of this fic and everything after as not happening yet, or at all.

Original chapter publish dates:
Chapter 1 - 24th July
Chapter 2 - 29th July
Chapter 3 - 2nd August
Chapter 4 - 8th August
Chapter 5 - 12th August
Chapter 6 - 30th August
Chapter 7 - 1st September
Chapter 8 - 5th September
Chapter 9 - 9th October
Chapter 10 - 5th November
Chapter 11 - 28th November
Epilogue - 28th November

My name is Pinkamena Diane Pie, although most ponies just call me Pinkie!
Or if you're my sister, Maud, you may also know me as Pinkamena, Surprise, D, or Inkril.

Life's been going good for me, except for one little snag. Twilight's starting to ask questions and I really don't want to tell her the answers. There's nothing wrong with me; I'm a perfectly healthy mare that just happens to have some friends in weird places.

Luckily Maud is coming to visit Ponyville for spring break though; she'll know exactly what to do about Twilight.

Due to the sensitive subject of Dissociative Identity Disorder that this story covers, it may have triggers to some individuals, but I will do my best to try and mark chapters with such content.
This story also covers what it's like to have DiD, how it can affect your daily life, and how it can affect your relationships with those around you.

Cover art is by joyfulinsanity and is used without permission, but upon his/her request, I shall gladly take it down.

"If only I had known then what I know now. Maybe I would have acted differently. Maybe I could have stopped Pinkie from leaving. But there's no way I could have known. The mystery that is Pinkie Pie could never be so easy to figure out. She'd been lying to us all along, hiding who she really was. Maybe she'd always planned to just disappear from our lives for good. But there's one thing I do know, no matter who or what she may really be, she'll always be that silly pony who surprises me when I read in the Library, who threw me a Welcome party when I first came to Ponyville, and who will always be one of my dear friends. And I'll be damned if I don't show her where she really belongs. With her friends."
Note: This story takes place before Twilight becomes a alicorn but after Discord has been reformed.
Edited by: Soto Konoha
Proofread by: Garbo802

Pinkie Pie is Ponyville's resident party planner. That's what her cutie mark is for. But what if the three balloons on her flank really meant something else? But what could three party balloons mean, if not dubbing Pinkie as a party pony?

Delve into Pinkie's deepest, darkest memories, and discover the truth behind her cutie mark. And the true purpose that Pinkamena Diane Pie serves in the world.

Pinkie doesn't tell ponies about Pinkamena and Surprise. The doctors said that they were bad for her, that they were a disease, but she disagrees. Sure, Pinkamena's a bit of a grumpy-pants, but she's still a great friend! She's often the voice of reason to counter-act some of the other two's crazier ideas, after all. Surprise, on the other hand, is a great prank-player, and always up for some fun. She's more like Pinkie, only more hyper. Both are great fun to be around, and they get on well.

Thing is, she knows that if she told ponies about them, then they would be dragged back to the hospital. And then be 'treated' again. None of them want that. Because of this, not even her best not-in-head friends know about them. The three of them have, for years now, been careful enough to keep the existence of Pinkamena and Surprise secret.

This has, of course, gone out the window now that Twilight is hammering on the door after overhearing one third of a conversation, with no sign of anyone else talking.

Hints of F/F shipping inside. Nothing will actually come of it here, though. Maybe in a future story.

Cover art can be found here: http://killryde.deviantart.com/art/Smile-338206490

When Maud Pie officially endorses the latest party game to hit Equestria, Pinkie can't wait to share it with her friends.

For all the wrong reasons, it's a game they won't soon forget.

The trendsetter so controversial, 60% of FimFic's mods ruthlessly crushed the subsequent bandwagon!

Stuff said about CAE:
"I never knew I wanted this until now!" - Xomniac
"Despite your vileness, I can't stop laughing at this fic!" - Professor Tactitus
"Illuminati confirmed." - AlesFlamas
"So weird, I reviewed it twice!" - John Perry

Rated Teen, but brace yourselves for some rather 'near-the-knuckle' humour and strong-ish sexual references. Oh my.

Edited by Kolth

This story is a sequel to Dinky Who

Pinkie Pie meets Doctor Whooves for the first time. He cleverly lies and says his name is Time Turner and he fixes clocks. He's surprised when she approaches him with a pocket watch...wait...those marks...is that Gallifreyan?
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Author's note: It's best to be a Whovian if you are to read this. While I try to write this as simple to understand as possible, it just makes the story a better read.

Also, this Doctor Whooves is based on The Doctor from the Doctor Whooves and Assistant series. This point is after Appleoosa and prior to the events of Wrong Way Backwards. Familiarity with source material will make the story better.
Thank you.

The many stories known as "creepypastas" are much like campfire stories - stories spread around that are meant to scare. But what if those stories turned out to be true?

And worse still, what if you had to experience them?

The denizens of Equestria find themselves trapped in a dangerous game at the will of the Iridescents, color-shifting ponies who are the primary hosts in a hub of these stories turned fact. In order for the Equestrian residents to safely return home, they are forced to traverse and survive several levels of these urban legends, all the while attempting to seek out what are known as Slender Notes, attributed to the infamous legend of Slender Pony. But in a plethora of worlds such as those the legends bring, survival is never guaranteed.

Can the residents of Equestria make it through the various tales that await them as they play through the Iridescents' trials? Who will survive, who will perish, and who will meet a fate worse than death? And what purpose do the Iridescents and their assistants really serve in the Hubworld?

All creepypastas involved belong to their respective owners.

Rated Teen for the potential scare level of the creepypastas, and the gore tag added for stories like Abandoned by Disney and The Russian Sleep Experiment (will try to tone down RSE enough so that it won't go Mature though).

IMPORTANT NOTE: Pony-based grimdark fics, as entertaining as they are, will NOT be included here as story worlds. They are not creepypastas, and I don't get at all why people tend to think they are. Since they take place in the universe of Friendship is Magic itself, I may give a mention to them, but they will not be worlds that the participants enter and are forced to go through, due to their setting and characters involved, and them not even being creepypastas anyway.

I've spent the majority of my life tilling the desolate land in which I live. Every day, I wake up to move useless rocks from one location to another. This is an archaic line of work that my family has clung to for generations. It is a dull, grey existence.

Today, I have woken up in a strange room, lying in a bed that isn't mine. I'm surrounded by five mares whom I've never seen in my life. They claim to be my friends, and expect me to bring joy to the hearts of everypony.

Joy? I don't think I've ever experienced this for myself, so how am I supposed to thrust it upon others?

My name is Pinkamena Diane Pie, and I'm not sure what to make of this situation.