This story is a sequel to Anything for an Answer

Journal Entry 42: She’s coming for me, I know she is. I know what she did to Cloud Chaser and Bulk Biceps and everypony else. And now I know, she won’t let me live—

A deliberately shitty sequel to Silent Whisper's story Anything for an answer, written with permission, for a Shitty EU contest, where a bunch of friends and I write sequels that undermine and ruin the prompt story.

TW for gore!

"Faster," whispered Twilight as she cleaned up the mess. "They need to be faster."

- CLASSIFIED -

At the request of Dr. Quest Colton, the following data logs and observation notes have been compiled about the case study surrounding Subject 1 and the highly infectious anomoly that now plagues ponies in the hundreds. It is the doctor's hope that these files will eventually help us find a cure before all of Equestria suffers this horrific end. Subjects 2, 3, 4, and 5 are also presenting troubling afflictions and will be recieving case studies of their own. Princess Twilight's sudden death could not have come at a worse time for us all.

(Thanks to VladiVoices for the amazing art!)

Hope you enjoy my first MLP Infection AU :)

Everypony loves ghost stories. Twilight and her friends are no exception.

A battered journal, cover marked with three purple stars. Within lies documented a mare's decent into madness.

Twilight Velvet is a struggling author, attempting to escape a bout of writer's block. In dreams of a shadowy city outside of comprehension, she finds her muse; inspiration that blossoms into obsession.

But from whence does this obsession spring? Her own mind, or somewhere more sinister? What is the truth of the city bathed in shadow, and its mysterious master?

An entry in the Ancestral Tribute contest.

Thanks to the lovely Roxy, as well as ScatteredStarlight413 and ScienceNova, for pre-reading.

Cover art generated with Craiyon, because dreamlike landscapes that don't make sense are just about the only good use for AI art.

This story is a sequel to Too Shy for a Rainbow

If you liked this fic, check out the awesome Audio Dub version of it by The Lost Narrator!:
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLnqCBZacYIwK0xcHv85Lke-xFf5V9p7R4

It's been a month since Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash started dating. Everything was going fine until Fluttershy started experiencing horrific nightmares that started keeping her up at night. Looking for answers, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie seek out Twilight. But when the three mares find themselves within the world of Silent Ponyville, will things turn out for the better? Or will things end in tragedy?

Sequel: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/14866/Silent-Ponyville%3A-Reunion

This is an entry to the Cozy Glow Contest #3. The prompt selected is:

That weird foal was being so extra ‘specially nice to her. Rejecting the pathetic loser was going to be just the best!

Minor edit: rating changed to T upon re-evaluation. This fic contains implied dark themes, but no graphic depictions or descriptions of death.

Cozy Glow is in a new space. An orphan relocated to Ponyville, she’s looking for a new start. The Manehattan committee decided the School of Friendship would be a nice place for a pony as lost in life as her, but her cynical nature and dark outlook on life is making things hard.

And this weird filly won’t leave her alone.

Twilight has taken notice that Pinkie Pie has an extremely unusual set of abilities, and Twilight is determined to find out the source of Pinkie's Power. However, she might not like what she finds

This story is a sequel to To Dust You Shall Return

There is something wrong with Twilight, and the Mane Six have to figure out what before it’s too late.

Here’s my entry to Quills and Sofas Speedwriting’s latest Expanded Universe contest! This is a prequel fic to Silent Whisper’s To Dust You Shall Return, which I highly recommend reading either before or after this story. Probably before, if you want to get the contest experience. Go check it out and give it some love!

Apple Bloom knows that one thing, above all, is inevitable.
And it isn't death.
Not quite.

This was written for the Quills and Sofas Speedwriting Group's "What's Happening To Me" panic, where it won second place. We're on Discord here if you'd like to join us!