Being stationed all alone in the desert leads to boredom. Nancy wasn't quite bored enough to travel to another world and kill a local, but these things happen.

A good old-fashioned HiE.

Dear Princess Celestia [Celestia@solmail.gov],

Attached are the individual reports by myself and my friends regarding the events around the Blackout. As you suggested, I allowed them to speak for themselves and haven’t altered their words (except for Pinkie Pie’s, whose report was sent in a font that brought to mind screaming graphic design students - I altered her stylistic choices but not the message).

I did read over them, with their permission, to give myself a greater understanding of the events of that tragic day. My thoughts are appended as footnotes to each of the reports, where I attempted to correct them where they were mistaken and explain terms of slang and technical detail which a casual reader may be unaware of.

Of course, I’m not sure a casual reader will ever be allowed to view this archive, so in the end, the contents will almost certainly remain state secrets.

Twilight Sparkle
Personal Student of Princess Celestia
“Veritas nomine est equuis.”
[TSparkle@solmail.gov]

A cyberpunk story in the vein of Ghost in the Shell, Blade Runner, or Shadowrun.

Thanks to all my Patreons, Subscribers, and Fans!

Contains mild violence, thinking machines, unthinking ponies, old grudges, new forgiveness, and ponies too caught up in the middle of things to find the truth.

This story is a sequel to Sunset Shimmer Hunts the Undead

Principal Celestia and a bunch of other middle-aged high school teachers hunt the undead.

So does her adoptive daughter, Sunset Shimmer, alongside a farmer, an ex-siren, a forgettable nobody, and a dark mistress of unholy mad science.

These are their ongoing stories.

(Ask the hunters anything, here!)

(This story almost entirely consists of reader-submitted chapters. All ideas welcome, submit them here!)

The small Appalachian town of Dashville is full of quiet citizens doing quiet things.  They mind their own business.

International party superstar Pinkie Pie does not mind her own business.  In fact, that was what sent her on the run in the first place. Going home to her family seemed like a good choice.

She didn’t realize that they might not agree.

Part of Mitch H's Dashville 'verse
Prereading by Shrink Laureate

Nightmare Moon captures Celestia. Celestia is kind of annoyed.

Spoilers, look at the tags.

This story is a sequel to Play Stupid Games, Win Stupid Prizes

Detective Fit of the Manehattan Police is stuck on a case involving a spree of anti-lunar graffiti. There are no clues, and Fit is getting desperate. Desperate enough to call the craziest consultant he knows.

Editing by Mitch H

This story is a sequel to We Rent the Night

It's time for the annual Royal Guard training exercise. Corporal Melon Rind finds himself in the uncomfortable position of playing the part of bad guy in the war games, aided by a ragtag squad and a lunatic boss.

It goes about as well as expected.

Editing: jarrad96
Prereading/Art: arcanelexicon
Cover art: Bird Teeth Creatives

Trixie is arrested for holding Ponyville hostage under a giant dome. Instead of jail, she chooses to serve her sentence as a member of the Lunar Guard.

It goes about as well as expected.

Concept and prereading by Rated Ponystar.
Editing by Rune Heart
TV Tropes page

Twilight is the nerdiest person she knows.

She weaponizes it.

While on a mysterious camping mission of mysterious unknown purpose, Rarity and Twilight find themselves in a perilous predicament. Can love truly bloom on the battlefield?

A non-serious entrant for Monochromatic's "INTERWOVEN COLOURS" contest.

Coverart taken from some unknown hero on Derpibooru who apparently made it on Imgur... I didn't know what else to use... you know what just read the story and maybe it'll make sense.

Prereadin' looky-loos provided by Ferret and Randon!