This story is a sequel to I Think I Summoned a Ponk.

Oh, you knew this was gonna happen.

Let’s just say that Pinkie’s in my house. Also, I still don’t have much of an idea of where she came from. Nor do I really know about the new girl...pegasus...um...derp.

The official official sequel to the original. Ignore "From One End to Another". That ended up being part of a series of semi-related fics that I still quite regret writing.

The Rainbooms and some of their friends talk about ‘boob pockets’, muse on the nature of interdimensional clothing, and take a vote regarding if a pair of pants should stay on or be taken off.

Inspired by a conversation with thegreatcat14 and perhaps a piece of her art or two...

Thanks to her and also Nova Quill and Tired Old Man for their input, edits, and help!

(Important: Chapter two and three are both under maintenance. Expect them to be edited in the future. And, I also need an editor to help me edit and add chapters in this story. PM me if you want to.)

'Being a good soldier comes down to one thing. To one single question: What are you prepared to sacrifice?' ~Laurence "Prophet" Barnes.

'This question, has plagued my mind ever since I got here. Day and night, I wouldn't stop thinking about that question. And I always wondered, what am I prepared to sacrifce for? And it appears that I don't have to wonder no more. For the answers were already with me.' ~Scot "Nova" Mcarthur.

1st Lt. Scot "Nova" Mcarthur dressed in a CELL Nanosuit, goes to a convention with his younger sister. He then buys the 'Predator Bow' from a cosplaying merchant. He then gets sent to a Modern Equestria with power that can make a city crumble. What will he do there? Will he protect this land? Or will he abuse its powers and make Equestria fall to its knees?

( A/N : I don't own My Little Pony nor Crysis, they belong to their respective owners. This is my first story. Story sets in a modern Equestria. The Mane Six are now not part of the main characters of the story. They still interact with Scot, but they're not part of the main characters. All characters wear clothes. Dragons and Changelings are no exception. )

Hello! Join me on my adventures of saving ponyville time and time again. And adventures with the apple trees here and there.

taste the rainbow!

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.

Have any of you saw the Everfree Forest bloopers with the Rainbow Dash scene? Well here it is you are all waiting for with MLP meets EqG.

This story is a sequel to Ethical Quandaries

Starlight still isn’t convinced that the strange biped world on the other side of the mirror in Twilight’s castle isn’t just some sort of complex arcane simulation. Sunset thinks she knows just the bean based exception that’ll set Starlight straight.

An unasked for sequel/crossover. Feel free to blame Majin Syeekoh for this. Part of the ‘Beanisverse’ ‘cuz I said so.

New here? Start with Beware of Beanis and follow the rabbit hole on down.

Starlight Glimmer takes Trixie for a stroll through the human world.

This story is a sequel to Above All Others

Princess Luna and Rainbow Dash had been together as a couple for the last few years, and in this time Rainbow had been promoted to Captain of the Wonderbolts.  During a flying display she suffers a near fatal injury leaving the Princess of the Night with no easy choices.  What price would Luna be prepared to pay to consummate their love?

What would it be like?

Spitfire has asked herself that question for years. From her upbringing to her graduation—and even her rise through the ranks of the Wonderbolts—a desire for change has always loomed in her heart, no matter how she might have suppressed it.

Now, with her strongest aspiration beginning to resurface, she's starting to remember why she wanted to make music in the first place: The world she lives in, the company she works for, the system she was born into, none of it is right, none of it should be the way it is. Could her music truly change that?

With a little help, Spitfire will come to realise that change is possible.

I cannot thank Ceffyl Dwr enough for the level of work he has put into pre-reading this story, offering suggestions, discussing and debating various details with me and generally helping me make this into something presentable. I'm immensely grateful.