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Mr Anomalous


And so I sit, alone with the dark and the quiet, treading the secret corridors of my mind & soul and always discovering the oddest things. . . .

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After a decade of research and development, Twilight Sparkle has, alone, developed a device that is capable of amplifying her magical abilities to see . . . everything. Everywhere. Across the multiverse, her gaze lands.

And what does she see? . . .

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(A crossovermainly with TF2, Killing Floor 2, The DC Universe, and Romantically Apocalyptic. However, if you have a suggestion: make it! You just might see a cameo of your favorite gas-masker. See below for future crossovers.)

A breach has been made in the walls of reality, creating a door to all of space and eternity. This, of course, could be problematic. The Princesses are doing the best they can to hold the hole shut, but the bigger, hungrier things are pushing back. And the smallest entities are managing to crawl through anyway, like bugs between atoms. Several of these things pop through intentionally, and with the—alleged—intention to help; masked aliens. And they all just might be stark raving mad.

Part crossover, part self-insert, part trollfic and part Lovecraft, this just may be the best—or worst—MLP fanfic ever written. Why not be a part of it?

Note(s): The name has nothing to do with the punk band. Though they're not bad, go check them out.

Future Crossovers Include:
Warhammer 40,000
Doctor Who
Metro
S.T.A.L.K.E.R

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"And hoarfrost blooms henceforth," she murmered, her icy breath misting and billowing up into the crisp, clear morning air. She gently slid the cold blade across her flesh—and thus let the cold flow into her veins.

The archaic liturgy had been revealed to her by old books, tomes yellow with age that had to be rescued from frost and dried out with flames fed by black oak. Her search for life, she had beleived, was over. And it was; just not in a way that she particularly envisioned.

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No, this story is not misanthropic. And, perhaps, I actually shall finish it.

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Captain Ambrose Mittens is a very famous tomcat. He is strong, courageous, intelligent, and prominent, if not a bit pompous and foolhardy at times, and nothing can stop him. He knows that, all his fans know that, the Kitish Empire knows that, and the entirety of the globe knows that.

And so naturally, he and his small team are selected by Empress Puss to test acclaimed sceintist Sir Meowsir's newest and greatest scientific acheivement: the Wormhole Genesis-itator. Or, to the common laycat, a portal to a world OTHER than their's.

Where will this new, perhaps slightly blasphemous creation take them!? Read, and find out! (Only 25 cents!)

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Rated "T" for some rather sailor-ish and masculine swearing, as well as some . . . we'll say "vivid" dreaming. Be warned!

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Twilight Sparkle is a busy mare. She's the Princess's favorite student, a librarian, and a national hero. She needs access to some more potent fuel, and coffee is getting old. So what could she possibly get her desperate hooves on?

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Sequel to Platonic Tryst.


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Book Gray, "The Computer Man," is left alone in his Earth home after a rather confusing event involving Twilight, not knowing what to do. But he does know one thing: he can't just let it go.

The awakening of strange, æon dead creatures won't stop him, either.

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Booker is a nice guy who lives a relatively normal life. Most of the time. About a month or so ago, he started getting visits. Little pop-ins every now and then. He likes them, though admittedly they can be a smidge intruding at times. This visitor has grown to be a good friend of Booker, quite close, actually. Strictly platonic, though. Most of the time . . . .


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The sequel is out: Transcendant Assignation

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Magnus Crome is a man of admirable repute among the survivors of the Ten Minute War. He's the only one with a still-functioning Jaeger III suit, and thus is the target of much envy and greed.

He fights to protect the weak when they cannot help themselves, always vanishing before he can be thanked. He is a mystery, and he likes to keep it that way. All of this experience will come in handy, fortunately, when an anomaly that is still the topic of debate among many ponies occurs and he is taken from his own world and placed within another.

He is received with mixed results at the other end.

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Kind of a more serious, less random and less comedic version of "The Monster In The Closet."
I really should update that story . . . .

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Rainbow Dash, the powerful mare bearing the Element of Harmony, through an unfortunate and unknown turn of events, finds herself in an entirely different world. But it's not a different world, only . . . a different time.

She finds herself over a thousand years in the past, thrust into a prophecy unknown to her and into a war with the demons of Tartarus, the weight of a world laying weak and quivering in her hooves all the while.

So this is kind of my Magnum Opus right here, I've spent the most time planning it, had the most editors and pre-readers go over it, and I'm pretty sure that I did a good job. So . . . did I?

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Hey, didja know that there's actually quite a bit more to Equestria than most ponies know, at least geographically? Yep, there is. Why haven't ya heard of it? Well, the parts where most ponies live are the living, farming type areas, where everything is green and whatnot. There's actually an industrial area, smack-dab on the Stalliongrad-Equestrian border, pretty far up North. That, fillies and gentlecolts, is where I live.

My name is Crimson Bloom, and I'm one of the only Bat-Ponies on the entire face of Equis that aren't either serving in Luna's Royal Guard or hiding in the deep caverns of the ground. During the day, I work in a iron mine. My night job, though, is a bit different; I'm a waitress at a bar. Lots of filthy miners and Stalliongradi refugees like to hang out there, makes for good tips.

One day - the one that this story of mine'll start in - something kinda weird happens when I get inside my second job; everyone's quiet, nervous, pretty jumpy. Why? That'd be The Alien, aka Ole' Deadeye. He got here on Equis three years ago and kind of started wandering. Guess he somehow winded up her, at my bar. Guess what? That night changed my life forever...wanna hear why...? (Not a clopfic, by the way.)

(P.S. Adventures suck!)

Inspired, in part, by Left With a Kiss by Comet Burst, with some elements similar to those of Romantically Apocalyptic, and, of course, my own flair.

Also, expect some steampunk influence.

I should also probably mention that the cover image is slightly inaccurate; that's not really what "'Ole Deadeye" looks like. Anyway, congratulations if you actually read the entire description; have a cookie.

Onward to glory! Read, read my pretties, read, read!

Thanks!

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