• Member Since 15th Feb, 2012
  • offline last seen Nov 25th, 2017

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I'm a guy who writes amateur fanfiction about colorful ponies. It sucks. I'm constantly rewriting things because I know they suck, and I try to make them not suck. I'm thirteen; give me a break.

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AlChestBreach and his motley, do-or-die crew conquered the Wasteland, and now, they're in Equestria to conquer friendship itself. Join them on an epic quest to do what they've never done before: not use their weaponry to slaughter everything in sight.

Well, maybe not most things...

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Everyone in the Foundation knew 682. Most of them knew not to talk about him. Not to talk to him, more importantly, for fear of invoking his wrath. That creature made every single thing in the facility frightened, and they knew they couldn't do a thing about it. So what happens when he vanishes without a trace? Chaos. Absolute chaos. But this isn't about what happened there; this is about what happens to where he was transported. Which, coincidentally, is precisely the same thing.

Dedicated to everyone's favorite hard-to-kill reptile. You my boy, hamdoggz, for providing such an awesome rendition of it.

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Two hundred years after the pivotal battle of Sunshine and Rainbows, civilization has returned to the Equestrian Wasteland, along with all its benefits and flaws. The NCR has predictably fallen prey to one of these vices: corruption. They now risk plunging the republic and all its citizens back into the hell they so recently escaped from. Luckily, the Twilight Society is not about to let that happen without a fight, and have called in a secret asset. A secret asset that saved Equestria once, and is now hoped can do so again. That asset... is Littlepip.

Kkat retains intellectual rights to Littlepip, as well as John Joseco the cover image. Both have my eternal respect for many a year to come.

OFFICIAL PRE-READER HALL OF FAME:
I've been horrible. Truly, I have. I've had so many people help me truly get started with this story, and, by proxy, writing in general, and I've neglected acknowledging them for so long. So, here you go, guys.

CurzeKonrad on Youtube, (formerly known as TheEasterlingoftheEast)
lesserpoet on FimFiction
SolarFlare_Solis on FimFiction

Seriously, I owe all my success in English at school to you guys, and even getting into this crazy fanfiction, so thank you. Honestly and sincerely.

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