She's a clever contrivance of carnal convergence, completely committed to coerce companionship and community into her cold and closed castle of a heart. Crumbling the cornerstones of morality and civility in her crusade for comrades. Come follow the calliope's croon, compiled notes of conviction and cordiality, soar in her castle's cloisters under her compassionate gaze. She can convince all the cute fillies and colts into the comfort of her calloused cuffs, cut from constructing paradise, complete now for certain. Who could compile such a complex contraption to condescend all creations? Come, complete the caper, it could be no other convict than Carnival Cat.

A reimagining of Sand Josieph's classic character.

A sequel to Meeting the Parents
With elements borrowed from Realitycheck's Nyxverse

What would you do if you woke up in a stone box? What would you do if the stone box was over a pool of lava? What would you do if you were part of a ritual sacrifice to the elder gods? Where does your lap go when you stand up? Not all of these have any bearing on the story, I just want to know.

There was once a temple, and there was once a fair. I wanted to go to fair, but the temple was where I wound up. Now I'm surrounded by ponies who all expect me to do something about something I have nothing to do with and want no part of.

A displaced story revolving around the concept of being displaced and attempting to make it better and more original.

Rated teen for some inappropriate conversations, language, innuendos, and vague descriptions of inappropriate stuff.

WARNING: some people will be offended. We don't care.

Maud is called to Canterlot to meet with the princesses. When she gets there she discovers more than she ever bargained for. She's not an earth pony? She has another mother? Great Scott, where will the insanity end. Right about here, at this sentence. Enjoy.

NOTE: I do not hate Star Trek. I just hate the communist Federation and its prime directive.

Are you a pony who has a human related problem? Or perhaps a human that has a pony related problem. Or perhaps your problem stems from a pony who knows a human with a cousin that has a problem related to the local donut salesman, which indirectly effects you? Whether or not you have any of these problems, or variations thereof, as long as there is a human somewhere in that mess, the Department of Anthropology is there to help.

Join top anthropologist, Lyra Heartstrings as she helps humans and ponies settle their differences and smacks sense into anyone that talks back. She knows more about humans than even humans know about themselves, and she's not afraid to flaunt it, as she carries out her duty to help the poor humans that seem to fall through portals on a regular basis, and build bridges between their two cultures.

May Celestia have mercy on us all.

There have been many stories where Queen Chrysalis and her changeling were only trying to do what was best for their race. That they had no choice but to attack Canterlot, or risk dying of starvation. That it was all a misunderstanding, or some other treacly excuse.

This is not one of those stories.

This story was written with absolutely zero sympathy for the devil.

A story about two lovers, in which the dialogue is done in rhyme, and the descriptions are done as stage directions.

In those days, the Wolves, Knights and Hosts all had a limited amount of control over the world. Yet with what little they had, they could perform feats that none could hope to imitate anymore; and they would not wish these then-necessary feats upon anyone.

Yet some things have not changed, and this is for the better. Merit is the center of our society, and all honors and titles must be earned. It is easier nowadays. But you should listen now, hear what trials those before had to endure to earn their places, and ensure your future.

Listen well, my children, for this is the story of the Burning Years. -The Book of Amethyst-

Mercy Andromeda had always wanted to go to space, ever since she was a little filly. When she wakes up to her life-long dream after a devastating act of sabotage from the zebras, she finds a horror story in the aftermath. She forgets her dream and goes down to talk some sense into the ponies below.

No pony seems to take her seriously, and she resorts to using her highly advanced "assets" to get them to listen. Between pink clouds, raiders, and comic books, she'll prove to the wasteland that she's a mare worth their attention.

How will the wasteland survive when a mare with conservative views and ideals descends upon them looking like she just jumped out of a comic book?

Based on the story by Kkat: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/119190/fallout-equestria

Another three poems, this time dedicated to the two ancient rulers of Equestria.

Simple poems about Celestia and Luna's warriors. Telling of their honor and loyalty through trials and tribulations.