Stop me if you heard this before. Guy goes to costume convention as a fictional character. Guy or girl meets a merchant. Get a piece for there costume then goes to Equestria. Here's the thing the guy I am is already in Equestria. Its set in good read the story.

A displaced fic of different direction instead of the usual goes as something else for a change my little pony. Eric Smith went as a MLP character his favorite character. Got some hand made Elements of Disharmony and the rest his history.

Now he is Loki. Let the chaos flow!

Co-written with Thunderclap and our second story together.

Come on you know you want to

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Looking for a Editor.

A suit of armour wakes up in the woods from a very long nap and has some issues. These involve some less than stable quadrupeds called ponies and one very specific one which we shall refer to as Luna.

Cover art from: https://www.artstation.com/andrewdoma

Featured basically whenever there's an update. Not sure as to why.

[Rationalfic Deconstruction / Subversion of Displaced]
You’ve read the stories of people from Earth being “Displaced”: Their bodies are changed, their minds are warped, and they’re thrown across the multiverse, to whatever world and timeline their supernal "Displacers" decide upon.  Well, this story isn’t one of them...

...because when they tried to remake me, I didn’t let them.

A Rationalist Horror story, in which an Occultist from some version of Earth (implied to be the World of Darkness) undermines her own Displacement and ends up as a Self-Modifying Construct. Scientific Inquiry, Philosophical Debate, Rational Discussion, Body Horror, and Existential Hijinks ensue. Themes, Concepts, and Style inspired by HP Lovecraft, Elizer Yudkowsky, Gordon R Dickson, Edgar Allen Poe, Modern Prometheus (Frankenstein), Dresden Codak, World of Darkness, and Friendship is Optimal.
^{Front page on JUL 28th, AUG 12th, OCT 30, and every update after that.}

Your story breaks the shitty norm that most displaced stories have in common by being an 'actually interesting story' instead of a powertrip for a horny teen.

This is like brain porn. My head hurts but in a good way.

Author’s Notes

I often find Displaced fics to be more often Miss than Hit with me. Often, they're generic, poorly written, or just do not do anything worth reading with the concept.  This is an experiment to trt out a few other concepts which aren’t used often, even by me, including some which directly subvert Displaced as a genre, and maybe even come up with some advice for those authors. This is also a crossover with the upcoming Dragon: The Oroboroi Chronicles, a World of Darkness rulebook which I lead the development team for.

I hope you all enjoy this, and I implore you to leave some feedback in the comments section: I'll experimenting with a few uncommon concepts here, and I'd like to know how people feel about how they're coming across. :3

FAQ

Because people keep bringing these things up...

Horror/Dark Tags

I've had multiple people ask "how bad does it get?" Note the lack of the "gore", "sad", or "mature" tags or anything like that. Yes, there is blood and death at some point in this story, but the real horror of this story comes from the philosophical and scientific quandaries the characters go through: this is "intellectual horror", not "visceral horror".

Length

In the interest of this NOT becoming one of those long, sprawling fics, I plan to keep this limited to a manageable 10 chapter limit, not counting Prologue and Epilogue. No one wants to read something that long, and I'd rather not be stressing over this 6 months from now.

Sequel

The Sequel is already in the works, with scenes already written. It will be a more episodic story revolving around world optimization and interplanar hijinks.

Crossovers

To be clear, I do plan on having the main character make one of those "Token" things, but as they often get in the way of actual stories, that won't happen until the end of the story. The Sequel will be crossover-heavy.

An American soldier, dedicated to his country, who has seen and fought in many wars, seeks out a way to escape his war ridden world and finds a new one. A planet free of death and wars. Where friendship, harmony and peace were plentiful. Or so he had first thought.
He came to the magical world of Equss to escape war, but now finds himself needed for it once again.
But this world was different. This time he could do something to truly stop evil. But that requires power. Power he will claim. Even if he has to shake the very foundations of Equestria to get it.

(Takes place before Luna/Nightmare Moon's return.)

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An ancient being, older than even the ponies was now sought by the sun princess herself. The Ink Demon would awaken one more time... to save Equestria.

Equestria is doomed. After both Nightmare Moon and Daybreaker appeared in Ponyville, Equestria had its destiny set to end soon. Well that is what it's supposed to happen if not for a trump card to suddenly appear.

Celestia sought the help of the oldest being still alive today, a Demon to be precise. The Ink Demon to be more precise. A very "friendly" Ink Demon to be even more precise.

I do not own Bendy and the Ink Machine and MLP:FIM.

Edit : I changed the cover image because someone pointed out something not really PG on it. Also if this image right now is too gore I can always change.

[CANCELED] : When you realize you don’t know how to continue the story

This story is a sequel to Djinn Of The Everfree

The life of Damian Price has been complete and utter hell ever since he appeared in Equestria a month after the banishment of Nightmare Moon. Not only was he forced to take on the mantle of a Djinn, a nigh omnipotent being from Saddle Arabian myth who is bound to grant wishes, but he can't even grant the wishes as intended. Instead, he is forced by the curse he is under to twist the wishes so something is taken from the one making the wish.

For one thousand years, he has been trapped in the Castle of the Two Sisters, his curse forcing him to stay sane enough to cast spells. He lives in a bubble of frozen time, unable to see the changing of the seasons, unable to hear the wind blowing against his skin, and unable to interact with anyone unless they want to make a wish.

Then he met Celestia.

The conversation was brief, but it was one of the closest things he'd had to a proper conversation with another sapient being. He'd enjoyed it, but warned her to leave without making a wish or risk the destruction of the world from the consequences of the wish she'd had that subconsciously drew her into his prison.

A year has passed since that day, and Nightmare Moon's return is imminent. Celestia's plans for her faithful student have been altered ever since the day she learned that the Elements might be the key to breaking him out of his prison. As the time for the one thousandth Summer Sun Celebration approaches, Celestia plans for the hopeful, if temporary, release of the tortured soul she met one year ago...

...And inside his perpetual prison of night, Damian Price is none the wiser as forces from without of Equestria move to find him for their own personal agendas...

The idea for this came initially from yakopak, but I have since expanded upon the world. Rated T for the time being, but it might change to M in the future with the development of the story.

Also, if you're reading this and confused by the new names of places, I edited my first story to reflect these changes. I was using a fanmade map as a reference, but even though they said it was okay to use it as long as credit was given, I decided to make my own world instead.

This story won't be updated as much as my main story, A Cloaked Heart.

An homage to stories like The Substitute Demon, ALL GLORY TO THE OVERGOAT!!!, and 1000 Virgin Mares, 1 Frickin' Badass Dark Overdude, Infinite Facehoofing

One thousand years ago, the Princesses Celestia and Luna were blindsided by the return of the Masters of Equus. The cult of power-mad alicorns, thought to have been banished from Equestria forever, appeared in the middle of the Princesses' battle for supremacy, and caged them away. The rest of Equestria quickly fell to their might. Even the fearsome Discord was forced to his knees before them. All of Equestria was enslaved, and an era of misery began.

Now, one thousand years later, a lone unicorn mare has learned of a creature that might be able to overthrow the Masters. A creature immune to magic, overwhelming in size and strength, sealed away for centuries uncounted. A creature of ultimate evil: the Smooze.

Unfortunately for Starlight Glimmer, in trying to ensure the creature's obedience, she modified the summoning ritual a bit too far.

Because of her meddling, the soul of a recently-deceased human is pulled from Limbo, and given life, but not exactly a body. Now he has to help her save the world, or face obliteration.

Not much of a choice, is it?

Inspired by Pen Mightier and Bucking Nonsense, the legends who – to my knowledge – popularized the "human in villain's body becomes Equestria's savior" genre. May your inkwells never run dry.

Gadget is a human from earth that has been dumped into Equestria due to a cosmic entity. Now he has to live out the rest of his life in the body of a Changeling. With no knowledge of what he is or how to get home he will have to embark on a long and difficult journey to find his place in this strange new world.

Rated Teen For Gore, Violence, Some Strong Language and Slight Sexual References.

Long ago, the Seraphim granted power to the Doom Slayer that he might conquer the forces of Hell. The Doom Slayer has won, Hell lies defeated, and now he returns to the Seraphim's holy realm. His mission is not over though, he has promises to fulfill, rewards to collect, and as always, evil to defeat. Let those who would harm this sacred land tremble, for the Guardian of Equestria, has returned!

(This story now has two sequels: Legion and the novella Doom Slayer.)

What do you do when the world itself seems to conspire against you, where no matter how hard you try; you are constantly pushed back down? Do you stand against it as a lone light in the dark? Or do you too fall into the abyss and join the masses? This is the story of my life, or I should say this was the story of my life before it was taken from my cruel and heartless world and put into one that was just as cruel and heartless but with new rules and a new body. My attempt at a story in the Chess Game of the Gods ‘verse that seems to be expanding daily. Picture is not mine (three cheers to Google for the artistically inept)