HP-Lovecolt

"The Elements of Harmony are not the only elements. Consider the alchemical quartet - Earth, Air, Fire, Water. The symbolism is obvious, but with it the imperfection. The Earth Pony race, strong and durable. The Pegasi, of course. And the Unicorns in whom the spark of magic is kindled to a blaze. Robustus, Pegasus, Monoceras. What, then, of Hippocampus?"                                     - Ivory Tower, page 274 of the Neighcronomicon                                      *** The two ponies clung to the ledge outside the hotel window. The night wind, sharp with chill and the stink of seaweed, whistled past them and over the rooftop below

My Little Lovecraft, My Little Lovecraft Ahh, AAAH! PLEASE! NOOOO! (My Little Lovecraft) I used to wonder what madness could be (My Little Lovecraft) Until you drove me to insanity Great Cthulhu Yog-Sothoth Nyarlathotep And Azathoth Evil lurking Beyond space and time And with strange aeons death may die You have My Little Lovecraft Do you know you're all insignifiiiicaaaaant?

I assure you, gentlecolts, that your questions are pointless. I shall explain how I came to be here, and the rest, but I must begin at the beginning. Everything I tell you is true, to the best of my recollection, and should I omit anything it is not through deception. It is true that Bon Mot and I had been the closest of friends for some months, although it now occurs to me how little I knew of the stallion, aside from his admission he had once been expelled from Celestia's School from Gifted Unicorns. Whatever he had learned there served him in good stead in our conversations about the oldest secrets of Equestria, and the mysteries of the E

When I enrolled in the Canterlot Academy, I knew I was going to learn all sorts of strange things. I had talent, oh yes, but not nearly enough for Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns. So, it was the standard Canterlot academy for me. But as well as learning in detail how to conjure and banish, manipulate and illuminate, I learned outside of the school, one single, indisputable fact: Equestria is a weird, weird, weird, weird place. I've seen monsters of the darkest myths, alive and walking about. I've seen feats of Unicorn magic beyond anypony's wildest dreams. I've seen whole city streets just up and vanish within a night. What, may you

Unhappy is one for whom life only brings memories of decay and loneliness. Spending endless years looking upon wretched, dismal chambers bedecked with endless bookshelves and cupboards. Gazing out windows into the endless forests of trees, which stretch infinitely into the inky darkness above. Such a fate had been given to me. Where I came from is a mystery even to me. I have no memories of staying anywhere except in this castle, dark and old and horrible. It is full of black passages and high ceilings, where all I can see is darkness and the occasional cobweb. All about me were signs of death and decay. A hideous damp, rotting smell, as if

                                 Chapter 1: Intro   It has been little more than two weeks since I arrived in Equestria, and I fear that my presence can only mean bedlam and destruction for the pony civilization. Apart from being the only human in this world, I arrived under unusual and rather deadly circumstances; circumstances that threaten to tear the very fabric of reality and existence as we know it. For when I came to this vibrant earth via the wormhole that I had been testing, something of another race… or another dimension came with me.   Before I was transported to Equestria, Ponyville to be exact, my colleagues and I had b

  The GREAT and POWERFUL Trixie was, clearly, the most talented unicorn in Equestria, and just as clearly, the philistinism of rustic ponies like the ones she had rightly thrown off behind her, was no fault of hers. She was, after all, Great and Powerful. She was also lost.  The night was increasingly dark, as the moon sunk behind the mountains, and at some point the road had become a track, and the track a trail, and the trees were growing ever more thick and close around her, but even if her caravan hadn't been crushed to fragments there was no way in hay she would deign to go back and give those amateurs the satisfaction of witnessing he

[The following documents were found on the desk of one Twilight Sparkle, resident of Ponyville and student to the esteemed Princess Celestia. Twilight's personal assistant Spike has testified to having no knowledge of the papers or their contents.] It had been my duty to send weekly letters to Princess Celestia highlighting my findings in the study of Friendship. This is the full extent of my experience with journaling. However, over the course of the past few months, I had noticed that Equestria is changing. I had decided to document this process and record my thoughts, for future reference. I'm not sure if I like this new Equestria, and I

My Little Old One My Little Old One (aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUAAHAAAUUGHGHH!!!!) (My Little Old One) I used to wonder what madness could be. (My Little Old One) Until I was forced to gaze upon thee. Sleeping soundly In R'lyeh! Devouring all In the Dunwich Woods. Sharing madness It's an easy feat. And cultists make it all complete! (Iä!) (My Little Old One) Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh.