Part of The Nexus-verse.

You've been trying your best to keep It together, since you got here that Is. You've been taking mission after mission since you joined the slayers. You think maybe It was your way of running? So you'd never get the chance to really stop and think. Looking back on It that was a mistake.

I mean there was no way you could have known that you would botch the mission and those guards would die! Right? Well either way, you've found yourself here at the Broken Horseshoe. One of Ponyville's taverns. One thing that's for certain however, Is that you didn't know you'd find a kindred spirit, In the form of a pony named Berry punch.

Gore for flashbacks describing deaths.
Some musical accompaniment to help sent the mood.

Ponyville, home to an alicorn Princess, the Bearers of the Elements and Harmony and several... rather prominent figures.

The come from all walks of life. From the deepest reaches of the universe, the innermost circles of hell, the realm of death itself. And, well... South Korea...

Of all the figures that Starlight Glimmer thought she'd make friends with, a young human girl piloting a giant pink robot, and having an affinity for chips and energy drinks was not one of them.

Hana Song, aka D.Va. Gaming prodigy, international icon and member of the elite 'Overwatch' group. Now living in a quaint little town of multicoloured equines, gaming her days away and still occasionally saving the world in her off time. She became friends with Twilight's student and introduced her to competitive gaming.

After a successful round of gaming, the two decide to hit the town to celebrate.

Who knows what shenanigans may happen?

Written as part of the The Nexusverse. I honestly don't know what spurred me to do so. I like Starlight, I like D.Va... so eh.

This story is a sequel to The Father of a Chicken goes to Parent-Teacher Conferences

You’re relatively new to the Equestria and you’ve only recently settled down in Manehatten. (The amount of ponies who ignore the 12-foot tall armored skeleton is actually surprising.) Needing to find some way to relax and center yourself, Al (the liaison for those who have been displaced) suggests doing something, or going somewhere, to just unwind. So you goes to what you thinks is a concert. Turns out it’s an opera. Now that’s not entirely a bad thing, You like a few musicals, so how bad can an opera be?

The irony that the opera is called The Call of the King of Skulls is not lost on you thankfully. But who is this Coloratura that wrote it? And Who’s that mare that’s on the poster? Whoever she is she’s beautiful.

Part of the Nexus-verse.