Once upon a time, before the land of Equestria, all of the ponies lived on Earth. They all divided up into many nations, some allied with each other, while some fought with each other. There were wars, famine and disease throughout the land but the many nations stayed strong during hard times. During the year 17776, March 5th to be exact, the two largest nations, the USA and Great Britain, joined together as one country, Her Majesties United States of Great Britain-Mareica. When they were formed, the whole world had it's eyes opened to what pointless fighting they had caused. The world was peaceful, cries of “Long live Her Majesties United States of Great Britain-Mareica!” could be heard all over the newly formed nation. They developed new technology, things that had never been seen before. Starships and warp drives. New weapons were also developed but really had no use. Things were being made left and right, it was a time of great advancement. Colonies were starting to be settled elsewhere in the universe. Their greatest scientist, Pinkie Din, kept making advancements to the Warp Drive to make interstellar travel even easier. It was truly a great time in history. Until they found life elsewhere. Life that was not kind as they were.
War broke out again, but this time it was in the far reaches of the galaxy. The other life the ponies found was angry that they tried to colonize their space. They attacked with force, their ships had superior firepower compared to Britain-Mareica. They were relentless and attacked until the last enemy was dead. Earth had taken to calling them Slimies because their skin was oily compared to their own. They walked upright, like street performers on Earth and had large hands. They were large and thin, well, most of them were. Luckily, Earth was far enough away that the Slimies couldn't reach it with their current ships, but that didn't keep them from trying. Fleet after fleet of their ships launched themselves into the far reaches of the galaxy, towards Earth and other incoming fleets. There were many casualties everyday, the Slimies would never stop the onslaught. After several years, Britain-Mareica was almost ready to admit defeat. It wasn't until Vice Admiral Garland went against orders and took out a fleet single handedly did Earth thought it had a chance in this war. Even after this victory, the war was still hard.
Back on Earth the war hit hard. After the USA and Great Britain joined together The Queen was elected as president. During the 3rd year of the war, she died of complications of a heart attack. Earth was in mourning. But mourning ended quickly, they needed a new president, and fast. The campaign started and went fast. There were few candidates running because most of them were off in the war. But the other candidates had no reason to keep up the campaign, because there was an obvious candidate already, Thomas Lawson. He was a war hero from the first year of the war. The pilot of his ship had been shot and, against all odds, he managed to save the ship and it's crew from crashing. He was promoted to Captain of the HMS USS Daring Do, named after the main character from the Daring Do novels. His ship managed to survive another 3 years of the war, until his service ended. Instead of serving again, he decided to go back to Earth to jump into the campaign late. He promised an Earth united as one, to fight against the alien threat. After a few great speeches and debates, he was obviously the new president. He was sworn in quickly so he could immediately focus on the war. He re-instituted the draft and poured even more money into the war, he knew we had to win.
