MUA HA HA! I AM THE PINKSUIT, MASTER OF TROLLS!

I am Pinksuit, once human, now pink-humanesque blob running around messing with ponies for the hell of it. Hey, I'm here, might as well make some use of my Pinkie Pie-like reality messing up abilities.

[An Original Displaced Crackfic]

One's a boxer who puts too much effort into her hobby, another is a smartarse with a tendency of getting into heated arguements while the third is a depressed cynic. Regardless, each are forced to become heroes in the bodies of villains.

(Steven Universe displaced. Rated Teen for swear words.)

After going into a convention and buying a item from a mysterious merchant, a human suddenly finds himself transformed into his favorite videogame character.... only he was transformed into the baby version of him.....and inside a egg...
After being transformed into a egg, he finds himself in a new world, where one of the rulers of the new world finds and adopts him. Years later while working on a new spell that could revolutionize the world, he makes a miscalculation and sends himself 1000 years into the future. Now he must adapt in a new environment with his adoptive mother who refuses to leave his side, his magic teacher who acts just like his grandmother, a small baby dragon who thinks he's cool, and a purple pony who keeps pestering him...... Who knows how long he'll last before he finally gives up.

Featured in 11/9/15. Thanks for all of the support! You guys are great!
Special thanks to:
Warmaster Ahriman!
Northern Desert!
Megabyte97
and
Regreme for all the help and ideas and let's not forget my buddy m2pt5 for editing this!
Warnings: Displaced story

Note: Hiatus because i'm working on other thinks

Chris was a normal, nerdy college student that had gone to a convention in London with his friends and, because it seemed like a fun idea, they had all gone as characters from the popular web series, Bravest Warriors. After meeting a merchant (big surprise), he was transported to Equestria and now seeks to get home.

Only problem is that he's a paralyzed pony now.

super....

This story is told from a journal style perspective that 'Chris' recites to himself before he goes to sleep.

Note: The cover image is only temporary until I create a more suitable image.

The tags might also change as well as the story progresses. Crossover because of future Bravest Warriors elements being present and random because I'm not completely sure about what might happen later in the story

Also, I do have a story and end goal in mind but if you have an idea or a specific scenario that you would like to see, place it in the comments and something might happen.

"I am not the Genie of the Lamp. I never was, and I never will be. I am your slave no more, and if you think to try again, I will show you how mistaken you are."

Over one thousand years ago I was sent to Equestria by a treacherous salesman's cursed trinket. It changed who I was... what I was. Gone is the simple business man with a penchant for crossplay, the father of two and beloved husband. That's all gone now, taken from me by Sombra, the Princesses, and time.

I have become the costume, a half-genie with looks that could kill. Oh how I have been made to kill. But that time is over now... I hope. There's just one more thing that I have to do.

A Displaced story.
Shantae and all related art are owned by WayForward Technologies and Matt Bozon, and I claim no rights on it or My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. This story is for entertainment purposes only.
Rated teen for some sexual humor and violence.

So, me and my friends decided to plan to go to a convention. We wanted an awesome costume for each of us. We luckily found a decent price for some extremely good and we'll made Nightmare Animatronics from Five Nights at Freddy's 4. Then, when we put the things on, we get sent to Equestria. Problem is, we are practically ghosts here, and can only speak to others in their dreams. Oh,and our minds are slowly being driven insane by our new bodies.

(A Displaced story. If you dislike, then go away.)

Alright boys, now listen up! These fine men behind me are some of the best fighters in the universe. We are known as the Ginyu Force.

Yeah! You better listen up, or we'll have to teach you a lesson you won't soon forget!

Shut up Jeice. Anyways, we were sent to this place called Equestria after buying a set of medallions from a merchant in a comic con. Now, we have been imprisoned in stone for over a thousand years, just because we accidentally blew up some places while trying to control our powers.

Now, our stone prison is just about to break. Get ready men!

[is Displaced story]

This story is non-canon to the 'Your Human and You'-Verse, as created by MadMaxtheBlack. Any and all copyrights belong to their respective owners. The artwork is not mine either.

1247 years ago, I was sent to this hellhole of a planet by that Merchant bastard, simply because I wouldn't be his little puppet. From there, though, I was made into a puppet hunter for that amalgamation of chaos, killing any who opposed him until the Princesses turned me into stone with the Elements, freeing me from his manipulations in the process.

However, that does not excuse them for what they did!

Now that I am free, though, I promise this: I will restore mankind to how it should be, and bring forth an era that the ponies couldn't even dream of.

For I am the Messiah, and the God of Destruction.

My name is Randy M. Ageddon, and I. AM. OMEGA!!!

Crossover with the Megaman Zero Series.
This fic is a Displaced fic.
Based on Your Human and You, with permission from MadMaxtheBlack.

The life of a villain can have its highs and lows. You have to build it up, mold yourself based on what you want to be. The bar for being the villain isn't that high. Hell, all you have to do is preform some evil deed.

An evil overlord on the other hand, that takes things like planning and common sense. You can't just expect to get what you want by throwing magic bombs or having some dastardly plot that has so many holes in it that it will inevitably fail when some heroic group decides to put you under.

It's even harder when you have magic powered deities who will stand in your way, like what I have right now. So no, it's not easy. Sorry buddy, domination of anything takes time.

Back to me though.

The multiverse is filled with countless possibilities. I am now a member of this mess of worlds and universes. Now in a land unknown to those who haven't watch a kid's show, within a body foreign to me, I must face those who are considered gods.

My old identity matters little and I only have one purpose now. And unlike those colleagues of mine, very kind of me to consider my fellow villains colleagues, I have a plan to outdo those who would stand in my way.

So join me on my little quest and watch as an evil overlord builds his way to the top. After all, we all know you came to see the villain, not some ridiculous heroic youth embarking to face the forces of evil.

I am Makuta Teridax, Master of Shadows.

Let's face it, everyone's rooting for the villain............

I just want to thank all of you who have supported my story A New Wheel. I also want to thank Ssendam the Masked, the one who inspired me to start writing displaced fics with his own Teridax.

[This is a Displaced Fic]

[Will have foul language and violence]

Aelion, home of the Immortals, those chosen few whose eternal life allows them to stand in defense of their world no matter how many times their enemies strike them down. Up until about five seconds ago, I was not one of them. Now I'm standing outside of some crumbling castle under the light of a total eclipse with only the voice in my head of the being that stuck me here to tell me what the **** is going on.

Leere's to-do list (for me):
1. Go into castle.
2. Help those inside.
3. Drive off impending invasion from The Reapers of Death.

...I think he missed a few steps.

A.N.: This is not Chess Game of the Gods or Displaced. Crossover with Skyforge the MMO. Kudos if you can figure out where the name George Someone comes from. Featured 1/6/2016.