I guess I should explain. I became the most powerful psychic type Pokémon in the world after buying something for my costume. But when I arrived in my Equestria, ponies were technologically advanced with the earth ponies getting steam powered, pegasi getting wind powered and unicorns getting magic gems powered. But noble ponies have electric powered tech, apparently not even the princesses know about this but then the nobles tried to catch me like they captured pokémon here, with cages, not pokéballs and that frustrated me! Now, here I stand, with my artificial nation, waiting to strike back against Equestria! Come Princesses and Elements! TEST MY STRENGTH!!!!

(Pokémon and My Little Pony isn't mine but if it was, I would be hiring people to help me with story ideas)

Anonymous has his heartbroken once again, leading to him becoming a recluse. The only time he ever leaves his home now is either for groceries, work, or alcohol. Mostly it's for alcohol. One night, he meets a bat pony mare who needs a place to stay.

Ever wonder if that Mayan Calendar prediction actually came true? What the world be like if everyone panic? Then come and read the following tale of a human that this happens to.

The human will be given a choice to go anywhere. He decides to go to the one place where it is peaceful and know nothing of war, Equestria. He will go through hard points and other things as they are thrown at him.

This is my first story so please post comments and suggestions and I will update when necessary.

This story is a sequel to The Shogun Six

Equestria appeared on Earth and many had no idea what to expect. Then the Conversion Bureaus opened and the racism of the majority of the pony race was exposed. Then came the PER and forced conversion, which Celestia turned a blind eye to, and in doing so gave non-verbal tacit approval to. The Solar Tyrant believed that Earth would soon be hers, and many on Earth believed their defeat was inevitable.

The arrival of a SECOND Equestria threw expectations out the window.

Now Earth has new, powerful allies willing to take up arms. Earth calls for aid....

And The Shogun Six will answer.

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A non-canon fic set outside the Shogun Six saga, this fic nevertheless has some spoilers for that saga. Now officially part of the canon to the series! Do not read if you don't want spoilers to The Shogun Six. Rated teen for language and possible gore for the time being. Rating may change to mature as need demands. Current tags may change as the story progresses if I feel some don't fit as well as they might otherwise.

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Oddly, this fic has been mentioned on TVTropes.org, but has no page of it's own. Ah well. One can only hope.

As I opened my eyes, what I saw in front of me shocked me. There are 6.....creatures staring at me with curiosity, probably because they have never seen anything like me before. I know they are females. Need proof? All I have to say is, Boobs. 'Nuff said.

(Anthro Ponies)
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Hi guys. Hope you enjoy reading this!

(On a different note, THANK GOD THERE'S AN ANTHRO TAG NOW!)

Mike Patterson is a world renown rock climber whose life's goal is to climb to the top of Mt. Everest what happens when at the end of his climb there is an explosion that sends him to a new world and in this new world is populated by strange creatures with the ability to use magic, control the weather, and fly. Not to mention the size of their breast.
*Anthropomorphic Ponies*

We all know Shining Armor to be the hero that gets thrown around and beaten by the abnormal enemies of Equestria.

We know him to be the good guy that keeps going headstrong in a fight.

He's done it with Sombra.

He's done it with Tirek.

This new challenge, however, is going to be his most difficult one ever. He is alone and broken by the lies his friends and family have used to keep him in the dark.

Now that his loved one have brought the truth to the light, there are going to be consequences to lying about what has happened with Cadance' pregnancy.

Shining Armor is not going to understand for them. But they will understand this. . .

He is hurt.

He is angry.

He is done with his friends and family, especially Cadance.

Author Notes

Inspired by Zamairiac. Thank you by the way.

A Semi-Dark Short Story to the alternate universe of Shining Armor and Cadance having a screw-up in their marriage. And by "Screw-Up" I mean they are both in the wrong of what has put the gap in their love.

No, there is no rape or gore in this story. The twist of their conflict, however, is going to be a little messed up.

They spoke of an old warrior, a thousand years ago. A dragon that had powers unlike any that had been seen before. On powerful enough to take on an army by himself. He was more powerful than gods and goddesses themselves. This warrior disappeared before he was able to change the world. With him went the movement he had built up. As the fourth princess of Equestria is crowned this force wakes up and starts a movement that would change Equestria forever.

Another human acting villainous story. Inspired by I Will Hunt You Down, Time Ticks On and many many others.

Criticism appreciated and wanted.

One moment I'm shopping at Dragon Con, the next, I'm Equestria's most wanted for doing things I don't even remember. At least I got some sweet powers out of the deal. I wonder how many rocks I can headbutt before it starts to hurt.

DOTA 2 Displaced. Constructive criticism welcome.

Crosses over with The Red Wind of Change

"I am Carl Roberts, master of the Heroes of the Radiant and the Dire, and destroyer of the Ancients. If innocent blood has been spilled or enslaved, call on me and I will aid you however I can."

Dual's Token is the DOTA crest with chips of Radiant and Dire filling in the holes in the corners.

Warning: this story is stupid. Proceed with a healthy dose of sarcastic laughter.

If somebody told me I would become my favorite ultra hardcore knight who has walked through the abyss, had a giant grey wolf for a pet, and had a great sword that could drive someone insane just by touching it. I would immediately have punched them in the face and then proceed to drag them to a mental hospital. Now I have become what most Dark Souls players fear, an Abysswalker.