Chapters Log1, from 54 to Trottingham log2, a storm in 53 log3, rewards log4, the demo the soilder and the medic log5, raido propoganda log6, missile ,miss-stroy log7,chosen occupation Log9, Plaza battle log10, clean up log11, next morning log12, working days log13, all round meal log14, rest stop log15, just walk right in Log16, morning glow Log17: New equpiment log8, trottinghame's rangers Log18, Fortune favours a beating Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
Log1, from 54 to Trottingham
Log One
Well, I'm not good at the whole ‘internal monologue’ but Doctor Stitch says it will help. Don't know what it will help but ok. So, I'm Slashwing. I'm red a Pegasus and for a dweller of the fine Stable 54, my rock farming cutie mark is more out of place then a party for an alligator. Or was that a crocodile? Oh, I'm also descended from very posh speaking Pegasus so I say 'me' like 'Zees' or 'Zed' just to... Hey! Is that the Overmare coming towards me? Ah, come on. What did I do?
"There you are. We need to talk."
What did I do? "Sure, ok. Did you need rocks farmed?" Slashwing, you’re an idiot.
"No, it ah hell the stable is in a bad way." Wait what!? "Last night the main generator gave up. Whatever in Celestia’s given name kept it going, and well, you’re the best hope we have."
The Overmare has either lost it or I'm asleep. Wait better respond.
"What, how?" Yep Slashwing, great job.Wait. Why do I keep saying my name?
So, after being told how the stable has been out of spare parts for the better half of a decade, the stable has been running off emergency power. Now, normally this would give the ponies of our stable five years of emergency power on minimum lighting, filtration and door access to the outside. But, because we all suck at going outside, the emergency generators have been running everything except the most unneeded functions. Now somepony, also known as me, has to go outside and get parts within sixteen months or bye bye stable. The worst part is nopony is being told till that door shuts behind (or would it be in front of?) me.
Only the doctor and chief of stable security know. Luckily, my outfitted stable branding should help. I’ve got a gun which I've been taught how to fire (my mouth hurts now), some ammo and a knife. So now, I've got to walk through this giant door out to the outside. I hate today.
"It’s so." ‘Don't say it’ the random voice in my head said. "Dull."
Ok better than "It’s so bright out here!"
Looking at my Pipbuck, the map says East is Stable 53 and west is Stable 12. What? Hold the phone. How does Stable 12 end up all the way out near 54 and 53? Damn thing must be broken. I guess I’m off to Stable "12" because it’s both closer and if it’s number 12, I want a look. Hopefully, the dwellers will have spare parts they could trade.
*BANG BANG*
I official hate this cave. Stable 12 (and it is 12 go figure) is swarming with strange mutated moles an... Oh that's not good. I'm no expert on stable doors or anything but I'm sure it’s not meant to be laying on the ground. Well lookie here, a lockbox. Click click fail. Nope. Can't lock pick well.
The medical station up here may give more freely. After searching, I found some Rad Away and Magical Bandages. Time to check down stairs.
Considering the missing door, lack of stable power, and no welcoming comity, I'm pretty sure nopony is home. After coming downstairs, I think I'm glad most of the power is off. Might make striping the generator easy. As far as this wing goes, there are fewer mutant mole things. Wait! there's one, bang bang (oh the mouth related gun pain) click . Oh that's not good. Reload time.
“....system offline.” Opening the main stable door was not possible, so I activated the emergency quick release and it dropped off. “Well that explains the door."
After giving the terminal a once over, I found no luck to be had. An avalanche destroyed the reactor room and, by any guess, the main sparkle generator. On the bright side, I unlocked the Armory. So let’s look at what we have.
"Two boxes (20 rounds) of ten millimeter ammo, a big rifle thing I'm not putting in my mouth ever, some 5.56 ammo, another 10mm hand gun, and one saddle bag."
After looking over the contents of Stable 12’s armory, this was the best option of them all. I headed back up and decided to strap the rifle to my saddle bag rather than my back. Ok, next stop, somewhere else. Maybe a town or a building. Somepony must have scrap around here. The rest of the stable was empty. I could swear, on the way back though the stable’s door-less door, that lockbox was taunting me.
Ok, next stop, anywhere heading north. I could see somepony. No clue if that's good or bad, better hide. As the pony gets closer, he seems to be pulling a full wagon. Well, better try it.
Calling out "Hey there!" might not be safe so why not "Hi there traveler, want to trade?" Ok, that's a good sign. Let's see what our new friend has.
"So what you looking for?"
The trader seems to be ok. "Well, I want to trade this." I said pulling the rifle off my saddle bag and showing him. He gave it a once over and we agreed on some food, ammo and what he calls a ‘Battle Saddle’. He helped me into it and said he could part with a lower yield rifle that fires 5.56 rounds. So, now I got (on top of a less painful mouth) a better gun and directions to some place called Hoofinton or some name like that.
Stable 53 is right inside this city. Not hard, fair bit of travel, nothing really out here but rocks and dirt and maybe the odd mutated hog. Well here's one now! Speak of the devil, click kaboom .
"And there goes my ear." Great! Traded mouth pain for ringing ears. It’s still a better trade off.
These battle saddles are really itchy and.... dink , is that a metal apple? How in anything does that… ZAABOOM ! Whoa, the world’s all spinney and I feel .... thud.
"Anypony home? Goddess, poor buck couldn't take one."
What is going on? SPEAK SLASHWING SPEAK "Um, uh, hi?"
A pony was staring down at me. "Hey stable buck, take it easy! One hoof at a time."
As she helped me up, I can feel... yep that's lunch. I then proceed to empty lunch onto the mare who was helping me. Great way to make an impression.
"Well better out than in stable buck. Name’s Boomageton. Friends called me Boom but they’re all dead."
Great to know. "I'm Slashwing. I'm from stable oh…" I once more emptied the last bit of my stomach.
Boom told me how she knocked me out right before I walked into a slaver zone and then wiped out a small group. For a unicorn, she knows her way around explosives.
"So can you teach me how not to get blown up while carrying grenades?" I might as well ask.
She turned her head towards me. "Simple. YOU DON'T give ME all the explosives, but if you must carry them. Do so in an armored box with safety padding." Well that's smart but I like the not carrying live explosives idea.
"Oh look, a mutated hog." I pointed out.
Clink KABOOM , she missed. Clink clink click , oh goddess, KABOOM KABOOM KABOOM . Ok, it’s either past us or dead.
"So Boom, what can I expect in the way of pony life out here?" That seems to be a million bit question seeing as she is the second pony I’ve seen out here.Makes sense to ask, after all, don't want to go walking into one of those Slaver zones.
"Well, you’ve got around the Trottinghame region. Their factions fall under Raider, Slavers, Citizens, Outsiders and Movers."
Looking over expectancy, I decided to choose some at random. "Who are the outsiders?"
Smiling, she began to explain, "Well, they’re made up of several groups. First, you’ve got the traders that come from places like Tenpony or The Crystal Ruins, then you’ve got adventurers like me who came here seeking fortune, then you’ve got the steel rangers. Some tech group from Fillydelfia, I think. And finally, settlers looking to set up here."
That helped a bit I guess. After a bit, I asked about another group, "What about the citizens?"
At that, Boom’s face went dark, "The citizens break into three major Towns. You’ve got the "Grand" city of Trottinghame with around two maybe three hundred ponies all walled into the ruins of the city. The builders are a group of ponies up in the Equestrian Robotics Factory. They build robots and sell em, and finally the Rail Runners. A group of train loving ponies with a working train. They keep to themselves."
I felt there was more but I didn’t press. In any case, we were approaching the city wall. Wow, it was big, KABANG ....
Something tore through my branding, looks like Boom is screaming and waving around that grenade rifle, wait why is there blood on my.... Oh goddess I've been shot. Need to keep moving, note to self I think I have a chest wound and drag, KABANG , ahh my foreleg! Somepony shot me though my leg. I can't see anypony on the wall shooting CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK DING CLICK CLICK CLICK , wait did Boom just? KABOOOOOOM , the entire field to our right just went up, well I can't stay.....
The beeping sound is really annoying, WAIT BEEPING SOUND?!
Looking around me, I see I'm in a medical room but this isn't Stable 54. Where am I? The second I move I'm in a massive amount of pain. Better just lay back and wait. I can hear ponies coming so that's a good sign. Boom and some earth pony, who by power of deduction is either my doctor or executioner, walked into my room.
Boom leaned over "Hey Stable, how you holding up?" Why does she look so upset?
"Yeah Boom, I'm fine. Back hurts like hell but apart from that I'm fine. Why?"
Now it seemed to be the earth pony’s turn to talk, "You have taken a bullet to both your right front hoof and a .308 round to the chest. You also have eternal damage from a grenade splash. With what you’re wearing, I'm surprised you are alive."
After paying the doctor and discovering that fire arms are not the trade commodity I thought they were, my saddlebag had a good bit of medical supplies. Some healing potions, a med-X, some stuff called Buck and a first aid box full of good healing things that can't be sold separately. I know this will sound strange but I swear everypony is avoiding us. I mean, I'm not that scary! Plenty of ponies have guns and my variant (or did that trader say variation) rifle is nothing compared to a guard pony loading massive red bullets into his gun. Boom and I decided to leave the hospital.
Author's Note
writers note: Hi I'm Slashwing I wrote this story because of my love for fallout equestria and both fallout and mlp I hope you will like this I'm not a very good writer so I have an editor and will post any comments she makes under "editor note" and my comments under "writers note"
Editors note: I've tried to stay as close and true to Slashwing's original story as I could. I'm just the editor!
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
So this is Stable 53? It's darker than I hoped. Goddess, if the generator here is broken too."
Boom just smiled as we walked but didn’t stop floating her grenade rifle around every door before we moved passed it.
"I don't like all those noises. Sounds like something down here is big." Wait, was Boom scared? Well it is dark down here.
"Maybe we could try stealth?" Now Boom just looks confused and that's not a good look on her.
"Stealth? That thing where you put C4 down and wait?" I must look confused because she has the biggest 'I understand it's a joke' face on right now.
"Yeah it might be best to mine a door if we go in. I can disarm them with magic and we can scavenge freely."
So that's what we did and it saved us twice so far. There were these big things Boom called Radgators. They were all over the lower levels but we lucked out and found the Armory. We scavenged it for all its worth. Some more grenades for Boom, a small pile of 10mm pistols for me yay for future mouth related pain and some more 5.56 ammo for my battle saddle rifle which turns out does little against an armored Radgator.
We left most of the ammo that was neither grenade related or my gun related and that brings my internal monologue back up to speed.
"Do you keep hearing gun shots?" A stupid question but one I want answered all the same. Boom looked out the Overmare’s window.
"Yep, three ponies fighting a Radgator below us."
Well that explains…KABOOM , speaking of Radgators, some are coming. Getting behind the Overmare’s desk, I line up my battle saddle while Boom positions herself to be as far back as possible. It’s so her grenades ,even at her lowest powered, won't blow up both me and our way out.
Deciding that three lockers full of grenades is neither safe nor practical; Boom threw them down the stairs. As more Radgators came charging at us, the room below filled with grenades. KABOOM , well that did it.
We eventually found a map of the stable. It showed that the reactor was in the lower floors. Boom looked over at me.
"So, we’re going down now."
Looking back over at her, she started to back up. Why is she doing that? I looked forward and could see another Radgator. Kabang Kabang , that one was down. Now let’s head back... three ponies were standing there. This can’t be good.
"Stable, what's...?” Boom started to speak. “Make any sudden movement an’ I swear to Celestia I’ll shoot!”
Oh god Boom was quick to respond.
"Don't panic." She said to me, "Just focus on my voice. Look, try to bluff the pony."
“There are three ponies, Boom, THREE.” I spoke back.
I thought to myself, just calmly walk out and say something like ‘mines bigger’. That could get the pony to back down. Ok, walking out calmly.
"Mine’s bigger." I think I hear Boom hitting herself in the head.
The one with the gun spoke up, “Oh fuck me with a unicorn horn!”
Oh, I think it worked. The unicorn next to him with the big gun seems to be fiddling.
“Well ah was gonna use this baby on a Gator, but ah think we need it more right now.”
It’s one of those massive bullets.
"What is that?" I asked.
The smile on that face of his looks like he just figured out I my gun has smaller bullets.
“Explosive round, it’ll turn yer body to a bunch a’ bite sized pieces.”
Boom must have perked up at that, "Did somepony say explosives?"
She stepped up next to me and I felt a little better. Boom’s appearance seemed to have caused the pony to her right to completely break composure and the blue one to lose all focus on me.
Boom used the chance to lean over and talk to me, "My saddle is fully loaded. Let me talk and if I say ‘drop’ do it."
Before I could reply, the one with the gun in his mouth spoke up again, “I have two questions for you.”
Boom looked over with ears popped up. Better remember to do that.
"Oh and what would they be?"
Once again the blue pony talked, “One, why are you here, and two, who are you?”
Simple question. Boom was quick on the reply, "I'm Boom and this here's Stable Buck. As for why, well here I think Stable can tell you."
Well guess it's my turn, "I'm here to scavenge parts. My..." Should I say it? Guess so, "stable isn't exactly in the best condition." After getting told I wasn't going to be monitored and Boom was asked not to bring the stable down, we all parted and finally found the reactor.
So four and a half hours later, we can finally leave stable 53.
"Thanks Boom."
Boom just smiled as she levitated several large pieces of reactor out of stable 53. I carried all the smaller, much lighter bits in my saddle bag. We traveled the way back to 54 with all this weight floating behind us, eventually using my not-so-cheap guns to trade for a wagon.
It's strange staring at the entrance to Stable 54. Makes me happy after all, unlike I'm guessing here other stable ponies who probably don't have a stable to return to or want to go back to. I wonder if Boom will be allowed to come in. She has pulled me out of danger and it just seems wrong to not let her come in too.
"So Stable, this is your, well stable?" Looking at the massive door of my stable, she looks so sad. I moved over to the controls flip and say "Hello?"
The communicator burst into life, "This is stable security Chief Lightshell. Who is this? Stable 54 is sealed and will not be opened to any and all outsiders."
This could be bad but I'm sure he will remember my voice. "Its me, Slashwing. I found the parts. We can fix the reactors now."
The massive door starting move aside. Boom let off a gasp as we moved inside and saw standing right at the door leading to the elevator was none other than the Overmare and several stable guards. Boom was given a large drenching in Rad-away and Doctor Stitch patched me up because that doctor left half a bullet somehow in my hoof.
Author's Note
once again big thanks to my editor for making this readable in edition I'm still working on my stile of the chapters finally the blue pony is a pony known as the thunder bringer from another FoE story
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
"So you understand these parts are very important to us and we should repay you generously for them Miss?" Walking into the Overmare's office I found Boom talking to the Overmare. I really do suck at this inner monologue .
"Boomageton, you pronounce it Boom-a-geton and there is really no need to pay me any bottle caps. Stable buck has given me something I haven't had in a good few years."
Ok, nopony has seen me. Back up time.
The Overmare spoke up, "And what would that be? Slashwing was only gone for a few weeks. To be honest, I thought he would be gone for months." After that, I walked in and knocked. They both turned to face me.
"Ah Slashwing."
"Hey Stable."
After several hours, the reactors were completely up and running. A meeting was called for all of Stable 54's residents to come to the atrium. Once the stable's able bodied population had arrived, the Overmare stepped up to the microphone.
"Ponies of Stable 54. Over the last three weeks, we have suffered greatly. Our reactor failed and risked our very life inside the stable but if it were not for two ponies. One brave, the other kind. We would not be back to how we are now. Slashwing, please come up here."
Oh great. Walking up, I saw the Overmare looking at me with what I think is relief.
"You Slashwing, braved the outside even knowing only five years ago we lost 23 ponies scouting for a safe place for us stable. And outside you braved the world and saved possibly countless lives and so a reward is in place."
Clopping her hoof on the ground, three unicorns brought up three items all under sheets covering them.
The Overmare started to talk again, "For service to the stable, I present to you these gifts. The first...." Using her own magic to remove the first sheet, she revealed a stable branding combined with what look like stable security armor.
"After hearing the story of almost being killed by horrible ponies, we have repaired the stable branding you used to venture outside with help of security. It should hopefully protect you from any bullets."
She then lifted the next sheet revealing my battle saddle. The same one Chief Lightshell confiscated from me since non-security ponies couldn't have guns.
"The next is your 'Battle saddle'. Chief Lightshell has examined the weapons you carried and has agreed to return to you the saddle, but not with real bullets. You may have rubber bullets to aid security but no real bullets while in the stable."
I felt rather happy about that. I liked my little battle saddle and what's more, it looked like my gun had been fixed and the saddle fitted with my saddle bag on the side of the gun and even an ammo changer.
Finally the Overmare lifted the last sheet showing off a fancy looking device. The unicorn holding it unlocked my Pipbuck, taking it off my foreleg and floated it over to himself.
"And finally, we give you a upgrade to your Pipbuck. It will now do more, including being able to open the stable door so if you ever want to explore the outside at your leisure you may."
This was unexpected. Getting my Pipbuck back, I was being told I was free to leave and return at my leisure. I could just uproot at any time. Smiling, I thanked the Overmare and stepped down, expecting that it was over. However the Overmare spoke again.
"Would Miss Ageton please step forward?"
Looking over, I saw Boom go up to the Overmare and watch another mare walk up behind the Overmare with another sheet.
"Miss Ageton, if not for the Kindness you showed helping our Slashwing safely get the parts to save the stable. We would have lost our home."
Lifting the sheet, I swear everyponies' eyes widened at what we saw. A stable branding and a Pipbuck with a set of missiles in a heart shape on the side. Which anypony could see was Boom's cutiemark.
"So it is only fair that Stable 54 is your home too Miss Ageton. I present you with your own stable branding and Pipbuck. As well as a room and a place among us. You are a true hero to us here."
At the word 'hero', Boom broke down and hugged the Overmare, smiling madly.
Author's Note
once again big thanks to my editor and to the two likes out there that is awesome also there was more done by my editor but I left out a major part and it is needed badly
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
log4, the demo the soilder and the medic
Life in Stable 54 went back to normal quickly. Boom became a teacher teaching wasteland survival . I went back to my job fixing Stable 54’s farming system if it broke down. But today the Overmare wanted to see me. Goddess life’s hard.
Arriving at the floor, I could see Boom sitting outside dressed up like any other stable pony.
"Hey Boom."
"Hey Stable, looks like we both know this involves the outside world."
Nodding, I opened the door and we headed in. The Overmare was sitting on her podium. When she saw us, she was quick to move down to talk.
"Slashwing, Miss Ageton. We, Chief Lightshell, Head Doctor Newhaven and myself, have agreed it's time to try again. We will open the stable and join the outside."
This was surprising. I expected we needed to go find more parts for something but an exodus?
"But most of the wasteland is dangerous raiders, slavers, and all sorts of monsters. You're not equipped to defend an entire stable population." Boom commented.
The Overmare nodded at Booms remark, "I know, that's why we need both of you to go out and find us enough weapons and protection to help us be prepared to leave."
Three hours later, Boom collected the last of our ammo from the Stable Armory. We headed out about 45 minutes later. Got to say, the wasteland is quite peaceful out here... WAIT, What was that? Well a green unicorn seems to be running towards us. Wait, it's Doctor Stitch.
It was Stitch all right. I would recognize a Stable 54 branding anywhere and doctors had an overcoat on top of it in that weird doctor way. He was coming our way fast. Boom suddenly gasped and had her magic around her grenade rifle, firing at a nearby pile of ruble.
Kaboom pony parts flying everywhere, KABANG, KABANG raiders running from a building, firing madly at us. Well time to stay alive. bang missed click click kaboom . Doesn't matter if Boom is a bit off, she's doing better at spotting them. Thump a raider snuck up on me and got me with a bat.
"I'm gonna use your stomach as a pillow and head as a..." Bang bang thank the Goddess she was so close. I'm not good with range. Looking over I could finally see Doctor Stitch. A raider was reloading one of those massive red bullet guns. I think it's some kind of pistol. Watching as the raider lined up the shot, a baton flew up from the ground, knocking his head up. It caused the shot to miss before the baton came back down on his neck. CRACK the raider went slumping walking over.
Stitch lifted a more recognizable 9mm pistol from another raider's corpse with his magic and let off two rounds into the raider's head. Boom started looting corpses and I walked over to Doctor Stitch who was busy taking ammo off the two dead raiders near him.
"So why are you here all of a sudden?" Not like it mattered. "Overmare send you?"
Stitch looked up at me and almost looked like he was in the middle of telling somepony they had only weeks to live. "No, I've decided I want to travel the outside. Medical ponies are abundant in Stable 54. I won't be missed."
"As long as it's alright with you." he said, fixing his glasses.
This is bad. I'm not the leader. I just follow Boom around. "Um, you should ask Boom. She knows more and is better at being in charge."
Getting a nod, he walked off. I went to look for the mare I killed. I found her weapon. A weird grey rod with a red section right after the mouth rest. It looks like some kind of club. Wait, the red thing is a burnt out gem. At some point this was powered by magic. That's neat and mine now.
Author's Note
first things first THANKS TO ALL THAT READ THIS AND TO THE LIKES AND MY AWOMES EDITOR who makes this 20% more readable
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
"For a pair of stable ponies, you two really don't seem to mind killing. By any chance, did I miss anything before I joined?" Considering this was the first thing Boom asked since the fight, I didn't really have an answer.
"Four years ago, we tried to find out if it was safe to leave. The result was 28 dead ponies. We learned fast it was safer inside and if we came out it, was kill or be killed." Leave it to stitch to explain it all. Fixing his glasses, he continued, "And as a doctor, it's my job to do no harm. So leaving ponies who do cause harm alive seems against my oath."
Boom's jaw dropped at that. "That's one bit of twisted logic right there." Stitch is just smiling away.
Coming back to Trottinghame seems like a good idea. Just have to make sure nothing is coming or shooting at me. Well, the gate guard looks happy. "Welcome to our great city! What is your business here?"
Boom, like normal, is quick on the reply. "We're from Stable 54. My name is Miss Ageton. The green buck is Doctor Stitch and the red buck is... Stable. We are here to find equipment for our stable and our Pipbucks said this was a city."
I really don't think the guard will believe that. Clack The two large steal doors swung open as we trotted though. Some quick looks but they more or less got bored quickly. I looked around the area and saw what I wanted. A building advertising weapons.
"Welcome to Rifles' Shotguns. Don't worry, we sell more than just shotguns."
Either the look on my face or my lack of response seemed to give away I wasn't following.
"We sell all kinds of guns."
I gave a quick nod and threw up all the guns I gathered from the raiders onto the counter.
"I want to possibly trade these for some other guns and ammo." Seems about right but the look I'm getting says no.
"What's your name? haven't seen you around before." Well ain't that a million bit question.
"I'm called "Stable" from Stable 54." I was happy Boom called me that so often. I was not about to say my real name to a strange. Wait, what's that look?
"You're Stable? Oh boy! That DJ-Pon3 been warring your ass for weeks. Something about that 'missile monster' but you ain't hearing." What the hell is that?
Just then she turned up the music as a voice came on, "It's that time of the day my little ponies, the Hoof's news is all rapped up so time to move to Trottinghame. Well first off, looks like those tribes, or whoever they are, have begun another round of 'take over the Totting Wastes'. So thank them for scaring off most raiders, then run like hell from them. In other news, the thunder bringer is helping keep you nice ponies safe. So good job kid! And finalyl some depressing news, I reported a while back about the buck from Stable 54. You know the one traveling with that missile launching monster? You all heard me scream for him to run. Well looks like he's back! Still following that missile maniac and what's worse, she has herself a new companion and a new look. If you see a unicorn in a big blue branding with a "54" on it, I recommend being else where. Grab your stable friend kid and run! And now some Sweety Bell singing one of my favorites."
Author's Note
first up above all else thanks for reading this it means a lot and thanks to my editor for doing what she dose best (apart from being awesome)
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
log6, missile ,miss-stroy
It had been hours since I ran out of the gun shop. Now, I have no plans on elaborating what I did considering I did a lot of things. What happened is better left to be forgotten but to give the monologue use...
After shooting the radio and storming out, I was chased down by the shop owner and given caps equal to the guns (minus radio repair). I walked around for about half an hour before coming here to stare blindly at the ruins of a building. I've left out the parts I don't want to remember because, well, it's me and I don't really get this. Stable life is easier.
"Hey Stable, you ok?" Boom finally found me. How could the radio say such bad things? "Stitch and I got worried when you didn't show up."
Looking up at her, past the stable branding and Pipbuck, I see the friend I made. The waste-lander who carries a box full of grenades and two guns that throws them.
"Boom, why does the radio call you the Missile Monster?"
The reaction was almost instant. She fell back onto her hind legs, looked away and spoke.
"Because I made a mistake." She looked right at me or maybe though me.
"About three years ago, I was moving from city to city. Trying to strike it rich. Some weird, broken robot flying around tried to get me to do something. All I remember is it involved guns so I joined on with a caravan. It was about twelve of us. I was the explosive expert because that's all I could do apart from carry extra junk. We would split it based on how much work we did. All honest trading, mainly guns and the odd pile of scrap for either group of builders or royals."
She then detached her semi auto grenade launcher off her battle saddle with her magic and placed it next to herself.
"I made a few good friends while traveling with them and plenty of caps. Then one day a group of ponies wanted us to move two large metal boxes with our normal shipment. Said they had crazy robots the builders could fix and that they came from Craterpeak. The citizen groups were always getting their robotic guards fixed so we went off. Only, about half way Starcream yells 'Slavers, they're slavers!' so we all run over to him just in time to watch his head explode into five large chunks."
Boom got up.
"Once he exploded, I whipped out my gun and started shouting. No point given what was going on. Before I knew it, I was shooting back. A few bucks and a mare sided with me. The rest only cared about the money. We were losing fast. One of the bucks knocked a crate open and inside were missiles. Now, I know my missiles so I levitated some across and used my magic to ignite and fire them."
Boom took a moment. It was clear these memories hurt her greatly.
"Once that was working, one of them grabbed a missile launcher as well. They shot at me and I redirected the missile to my left but it hit the slave wagon's doors. It crushed everypony inside seeing how the doors flew inward. By the time it was over, we had won but only me and the mare who's name I can't remember were left. We parted ways. Next thing I know, the radio is calling me a monster for killing slaves and ponies started to avoid me. The only good thing is demo raiders don't attack me or anypony with me."
Once she was done, we headed back to the hotel and we counted over our supplies. Stitch explained how while we don't need that much, a surplus of first aid boxes and magical bandages will be better than magic potions. Boom went over the reason why we had it so easy so far.
"You see, this area on the map is territory of C44's Demo Raiders who like explosive weapons. They like me enough to ignore me. Then there's the area's clans, their infighting or cross-clan fighting kills or scares off any raider not part of either major raider faction."
After a quick meal, we headed to bed. It cost us a small pile of caps but I think twas worth it.
Author's Note
sorry this one is shorter I'm still trying to do this right and it's harder than I expect so if you could help please comment
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
log7,chosen occupation
The next morning, my opinion on the beds changed. I hadn't been sure of them but I got some good sleeping. Needless to say, Boom made sure I slept with a pistol. Today, we set out to complete the Overmare's orders, oh and breakfast.
Author's Note
Big thanks to my editor like always you make it readable after all and sorry this chapter is shorter I just need to set up this arc so I can get the next part Rolling
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
The five bottles stood there perfectly, even after my five shots.
The yellow mare from earlier, who's name I learnt was Sunny Silver, looked completely amazed.
"That's amazing! We are about a meter away, not even that, and you missed all of them. You did say you killed a pony with that gun right? With bullets? Not just beating the pony with the gun?"
This was embarrassing. I said I chosen the rifle as my primary weapon for a reason. That reason being my mouth. But thinking back, I used it to fight what so far? Radgators, a raider and scaring that blue earth pony? Boom does most of the fighting. I just help. Sunny was quick with motivation.
"Don't worry Slashy. I sucked with a rifle too after I left tenpony. I failed at even hitting a stable door point blank!" Oh that's another thing. She likes nicknames. So I'm now 'Slashy' to her.
She walked over to a table to grab a magazine reading 'Rifleponies Weekly' The latest edition in 195 years. and passed it to me, "Give that a read though. I'm going to look at our bounty wall."
Sunny left me with the magazine and I walked out into the main hall. For whatever it was worth, the Trottinghame Rangers at least respected me. Or maybe just feared Boom.
There was an initiation held for me after I got my jacket. A member explains how I should be as a member and have a current member vouch for me. I would talk about that but its hush hush. The member that vouched for me was Boomageton. Not just Boom but the pony The Wasteland sees no matter how she looks. Her body was covered in metal armor. Only her head, neck and hooves showed. Around her tail were rings that looked like grenade pins, a pair of goggles around her neck and to finish it off her weapons. The first was a missile launcher on her left and her right was not her semi auto grenade launcher but what looked like a fully motorized grenade minigun. It's needless to say having Boom say I should join worked wonders.
After the initiation, she gave me a gift. I hadn't had a chance to look and now seemed like a good time. The paschal was well wrapped then again she is a unicorn and it even had a note.
"Dear stable,
For all those times you need to light the way, or you need me there the most but I'm not there to blast away ghosties.
Boom."
I tore open the box and I stared down at what I could guess was two things. Well three of you include the assortment of bullets. The first was a book, 'The Bigger, The Banger'. According to the cover, it was a recall to some 'Ministry of Image'. The second was a pistol of some kind. It only looked like it could hold one shot but the size of the bullet was the same as some of the bigger guns I've seen. It must be really powerful.
Strapping it onto my side, Sunny arrived with a bounty on her horn.
"Well Slashy, we got us a bounty big enough to spit fair but small enough I don't end up killing us both."
I gave her a quick smile and a nod before grabbing my book and following her. Traveling back though Trottinghame was different without Boom. Many of the local ponies I've seen at least twice avoided me while new comers had no problem pushing past me. I could see what Boom meant by ponies acting based on who you travel with. Eventually, we arrived at our location. I could see ten other ponies. Six of which wore our ranger branding; the other four looked like mercenaries. Once we got to the group, a pony in the reinforced leather got onto a rock.
"Alright everypony, about nine hours fast trot from here is Old Vapors Plaza where a group of raiders is hold up. Now, this is a group effort. It's going to take five teams of two working together to keep these raiders from escaping back to wherever raiders escape to. Now, the mercs have been paid by Torchlight already so they ain't getting a cut from the bounty itself but it's still 'first come' to all loot, so let's get trotting ponies. I want them gone by daybreak."
Vapors plaza was going to be my first real job outside of the stable. Our leader gave a quick wave of his hoof as we started walking. Sunny was quick to separate me from the group for a once over.
"Now Slashy, I'm not like Boomageton. She can hold her own against any number of raider ponies. I'm just a mare with a carbine and a sawed off. I'm big on the playing it safe part so if it comes down to letting a raider go or getting shot up, I'll let em go. Better to get chewed out and lose caps then get short up and get a grave."
That made a lot of sense.
"Ok, I'll keep that in mind."
Getting closer to Vapors Plaza, I can see why they took it over. What was left of the place looked like some kind of fortress. Ruble had been layered to form walls while ponies patrolled them. Once we got into range, the group leader halted us.
"Alright my little assault squad, here's the plan. Your number will be assigned by how late you arrived. I am on team one. We will be taking the front with team two and four."
Two ponies to my left nodded in agreement. They also looked to be the best armed, even next to the mercs.
"Teams three and five are to go around the left and right respectfully. Either flush them out or gun them down as they run out."
Sunny gave a nod. Our area to attack was a small dinner. It looked like the only way to enter was busting a window or a door. Sunny levitated out her large pistol she called a 'sawed off'. She cracked it open and loaded two fresh rounds.
"Hey, got any shotgun shells?" This was an odd question. She didn't have a shotgun.
"Why would you need shotgun shells? Frankly I don't know what a shotgun shell looks like."
The response was a quick facehoof followed by a bullet being levitated into my face.
"This. This is a shotgun shell. It's not called a sawed off shotgun for a reason."
A very quick shuffle though my saddlebag revealed none.
"Well Slashy, don't worry. It'll be stupid to carry around ammo you can't use."
The signal the battle had started sounded. We quietly moved up to the building. Sunny quickly found a window that was broken and we climbed though. She stared at me, expecting me to do something. After a few second, she spoke out.
"Well turn it on." Now I was confused.
"Turn what on?"
For the second time ,Sunny facehoofed then grabbed my Pipbuck leg.
With that, she hit a button and my eyes where hit by some kind of green lines. I tried to swat at them and did little but slap myself in the face. The lines began to settle and form objects before a message hit me square on out of nowhere.
[Thank you for activating your Eyes Forward Sparkle (EFS). This sub system has been installed by stable tech to insure survival in a unforeseen future of hostility...]
I read though its descriptions on the settings. I decided against the 'Predicted Health Meter' because I don't want to know how close I will be to dying as well as the map updates. They seemed annoying and turned off the body warning alerts. I think I'll know if I break a bone.
Walking down a corridor with an EFS is creepy. I could see where ponies were for a short distance as little dots. This would explain Doc Stitch being able to find us so easily. We found our first raider up on the dinner roof firing a scoped rifle. I took three shots at him from my pistol. My jaw regretting each shot . Two of them missed but the last hit home in his branding. Giving a yelp, he called out some form of profanity. Something about whores and a hellhound. No idea what that's all about. Sunny lined him up and fired once into his head. He dropped like a rag doll. I looked around to see the rest of the Trottinghame Rangers running though the front of the plaza. Sunny gave a quick cheer before indicating to a small two story shop.
"Go see if you can find something good in there. I'm gonna clear the rest of the alley." Before I could reply, she galloped off to kill and be merry.
I kicked down the door. It hurt like hell but was worth it. Right on the table was a magazine called 'Future Buck Today' with a picture of a pony in some amazing looking armor. I wanted it right then and now but couldn't so I slipped it away. Then I saw a new gun. It was a pistol; no clue what type. Looking around, I saw another magazine lucky me. This one was 'Police Stories.' This one read about a long dead pony who was a hero. I looked at the unicorn on the cover. He had an exact match for my new pistol. So, I guess it was a police pistol.
I took a quick look at my Pipbuck. It indicated it had a name, 'Stability'. Not the name I would have chosen but I'm not who owned it. I walked around the floor, looking around, when I heard a door quickly slammed shut upstairs. I ran as quick as I could up the stairs and bucked down the door. I heard the sounds of a mare's scream while doing so. I looked across the room to find a raider mare curled up in the corner. I quickly raised my gun to fire.
"Please! NO! I DON'T WANT TO DIE. I'M NOT LIKE THEM!"
Wait, what? Looking at my perceived hostility meter, she was green not red. She was a raider and yet she was begging for her life. Was I really going to kill somepony just for dressing like a raider? She was with the raiders. She was one of them.
"Please, I only joined to help my settlement."
That settled it, I put Stability back in my holster. She was just like me. She did what she needed for her town. I do what's needed for the Stable. She tried to get up but her legs gave way. At this point, it was clear I needed to move her myself.
Author's Note
thanks natasha for pulling off this chapter it seemed to be a harder one
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
Ok, I'm going to say this now. Carrying a mare on your back is a bad idea.Don't know why but I kinda want to try that. Is that what Sunny was going on about? My response was fearful but for different reasons. Luckily, one of the leather armored mares spoke up.
That night, we stayed in a old bombed out farm area. Somepony had built a nice shelter over a crater. It kept the wind off of us. The mercs had left us to go to another nearby job. That left us to wander around. Ironstone and some others had taken a look at the farm house while the unicorns moved some of the wagons into the shape of a wall. They pitched their tents up against it.who I'm starting to suspect heard our actual conversation about why I spared her , everypony had a very hostile presents towards her. So in turn, she kept close enough to me. Which I think means keeping close to Boom who everypony fears. was cold and I was to sleepy to mind.
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
I have to say, waking up the next morning to find a mare under your hooves is both quite strange but peaceful. It was broken, however, when I looked across the crater to see Sunny all smug and happy. It was rather annoying.,growing up on a diet of vegetables will do that, so I couldn't complain. After we were done, Sunny lead us back to Trottinghame.
"50 caps, 50 fucking caps! That doesn't even cover my ammo costs! The fucking bounty said 300 caps per team of two."
[min]
The hospital itself was a strange building that was distorted by time and war. It looked like it was built from pre-war materials after the war but compared to the hotel or most of the shops, the walls had clean, fresh paint and the furnishings almost new (well new by wasteland standards).
Stitch was in full doctor mode. Out of all seven working doctors and surgeons back in Stable 54, Stitch was special. His talent was medicine as I was told by the Overmare. I could see why, looking though the window to the surgery he was working hard on. He slowly cut into the flesh, swabbing away the blood as he opens the chest, putting down the scalpel and taking up some kind of saw. He began cutting the ribcage free then floated it across to a tray. Focusing his magic in a machine, he levitated scissors and some pipes carefully. He cut the arteries connected to the heart then started attaching a pipe to each before removing the heart itself. Why did seeing it make me hungry? Placing it onto the table, a nurse brought in four hearts. Three were biological, one I think robotic (well it's metal).
Stitch examined each before reaching into his medical bag and removed a small device. Putting it onto the heart before giving a nod, he walked back over and fused the heart to each of the arteries. He check each one to insure the heart was beating correctly. Re-fusing the ribcage, he preceded to stitch up the chest then cast a healing spell over the pony. He walked back to the waiting area.
Nightlight was listening to the radio before the nurse, seeing me, quickly shut it off and popped it under her table. My reputation as a radio lover has spread. Nightlight looked over curiously.
"Are you the 'Thunder Bringer'?"
That was a strange question considering.
"Sorry I'm not. Ponies call me Stable."
She gave me a nod, "Oh yeah! That ranger said that and the radio says you're helping raiders by letting them live. Is that what I am now, just some raider?"
If I had learned anything, it was I hated the radio host a lot.
"Don't worry, that radio producer has a bad habit of reporting on things he doesn't have the full story on."
She gave me a reassuring smile and brushed past me.
"Thanks Stable."
Author's Note
well another chapter and another great job by my editor three rather longer chapters out of the way and now I want to know what you all are thinking please I need to get some feed back
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
Stitch gave a stern look at Nightlight. He had recommended I have an examination to make sure the Wasteland hadn't managed to do much damage on a biological scale. This invoked a full physical. It was really basic stuff, checking my nerves, eyesight, heartbeat and then came the part I hated. My wing examination. The two bits of extra flesh and feathers everypony called wings. Stitch thankfully knew this and was careful with his words.Well this isn't what I expected to hear.
It had been a few hours and Stitch's coat was now as red, or more than, mine but Boom was going to pull though barely. I decided to wait by her bed for Boom to wake up. It seemed only right after all she did it for me. Nightlight came in after about half an hour to bring me some food. It lacked the taste of what I had cooked or stable food but then it was probably over 150 years old.
Voices. Why do I have to wake up to voices?
"So, is Stable in charge?" The first voice clearly belonged to Nightlight. So, she's already up and about.
"No, I think he likes it that way. Less responsibility on top of this stable mission." Boom! That's Boom's voice. She's ok! That's good to know.
"Besides Stable is a pretty poor wastelander. Can't shoot for shit.." Well thanks Boom. "But that's because I feel he ain't using the right type of gun. Once he finds it, he'll improve. What about your weapon of choice?"
I could hear Nightlight scrap her hoof on the ground.
"I don't really use a weapon. I just hide." A quick pause was then followed with some good news, "But with the right equipment, I can pick locks! Not advanced ones but most basic ones."
After that, I went back to sleep for a bit.
Now was possibly a good time for an inventory check. I had collected a small gathering of items I needed to sort though. First out of the saddle bag was my two books, both of them had uses especially the cookbook. Next were my magazines, Future Pony Today still looked really good and I would have to give it a flick through one of these days. The next set of things was my small weapons arsenal Stability , Boom's pistol, my 10mm, the strange rod that ran off gems and my battle saddle. Looking at this, Boom was right. I used a range of weapons and didn't focus on one type. I would need to change that. The only things left in my bag were assorted ammo types and bottle caps.
"Where are your magical healing potions?" I jumped. Stitch had walked out of an operating room with his medical saddlebags on.
"It's important to have at least seven magical healing potions on you at all available times." He floated out seven potions, adding them to my inventory. I just hung my head.
"Yes Stitch, I understand."
"You better. I didn't train you in wasteland survival but I did have you apprentice under me for basic medicine." Carefully putting my items back, I hurried to catch up with Stitch. He was almost marching full pace down Trottinghame muttering to himself.
"Three days rest. She needed three goddess damned days rest."
We eventually arrived back at the same place we stayed a few days ago. Inside, I could hear the familiar voice of a radio pony. Oh how I love music. Thankfully Trottinghame ponies had learned their lesson, because the moment I walked in, a pony shut it straight off. Boom had found herself a table. What's more, Torchlight and the Trottinghame Ranger from the hospital were with her. Sitting down, Nightlight shuffled over next to me. It conveniently put me between her and the Rangers. Boom raised an eyebrow but Torchlight pulled out a contract and placed it on the table.
"So as you all know, the Royals decided to not pay up on their 9000 cap contract. Not that I wouldn't say it's uncommon for the big heads up there to not pay past their down payment, which we did collect prior to completing the contract. But it's not the Royal's style to dispose of hired muscles when it comes to contracts. So, here's the plan. We go to their whatever it is they turned the local ministry building into, knock on the front door, and get our pay. And if that doesn't work..." He took a moment to smile, "We put DJ Pon3 on the radio and throw it in there."
Author's Note
wow this one took a while for me to do hopefully you all like it like always thanks for reading and thanks to my awesome editor
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
Breakfast consisted of a decade old box of cereal, some stable Apples, produce from the city that looked and tasted bad for something 'fresh', and meat from a Radhog, whatever that is. The meat tasted delicious and left my mouth watering after each bite. Once we had our fill, Torchlight and the other ranger headed back to the police station. That left the four of us to wander around Trottinghame. Boom pointed out shop after shop. Eventually we found what I assume Boom was looking for. There was a massive market right at the back of the city. Stalls lined the roads, selling all sorts of odds and ends. Some looked enticing, others felt off. Before too long, Boom gathered us in the center of the market.
"Alright! We have a few hours before we need to get going. So, I feel a bit of shopping is in order. Stock up on what we need and watch your cap bag."
We split up after that. I quickly found a book stand selling all sorts of pre-war books. None of them looked to be any good. Next was an armor stand. Most of it was too expensive but after some, rather bad haggling, I managed to buy a Stable 53 mare security banding and helmet for Nightlight. It seemed better and safer then giving her back her raider's armor.
"Oh young stallion! Would you help an old mare?"
Looking around, it took a moment to figure out the voice came from the alleyway. I walked over so I could get a better look. Her skin looked burned and her eyes had almost gone completely white. The wasteland must have been hard on her.
"Thank you, I must get food back to the children I aid. It's dangerous for an old mare alone but I'm sure with you they won't go hungry anytime soon." We traveled down the alley which was quite safe despite her worries. We reached a clearing and the old mare looked happy.
"Thank you. Now the children won't go without food. I'm sorry I can't reward you".
I gave her a nod but as I began to turn, several red dots appeared on my E.F.S. I looked back to see them. Burnt out ponies with pure white eyes. Their skin rotted like they were dead and then they charged. I was about to call out to the mare when they passed her by. It's at this point I put two and two together.
I backed up as one lunged at me. I managed to get my forehooves up in time to stop it from getting my neck. I tried to buck it off but that only allowed another to tackle me onto my back. It got at my back legs, biting down hard on the unprotected flesh. I let out a painful scream. I couldn't help but think how worthless my battle saddle in this position. So I grabbed the pistol Boom had given me and fired blindly. The bullet, to my surprise, came out like a ball of fire and shot into the air before exploding in a loud bang. It did nothing to help and the final one jumped onto my chest. I used my last free forehoof to try and hold it back but it still got a good bite on my shoulder.
I began wondering what I could do just as the thing was thrown off me with what sounded like thunder. Straining to look over, it was Stitch holding what I think was a shotgun in his magic. The thing got back up even with its stomach and intestinal track falling out around its legs. It charged at him, Bang! A shot to the chest. Tearing the rotted flesh back, Bang another shot right into its leg, ripping it free but still charging. Just as it came over me, Stitch levitated Stability out of its holster and fired it straight into the head. The thing disappeared in a flash of meat and bone.
Now with a free hoof, I was able to buck the back one right into Stitch's sight. With a steady bang, it went down. The final one gave up on getting to my neck and charged after Stitch. But found its eye shoved right into Stability and with a magical pull of the trigger, it was dead as well.
Looking at where Stitch was standing and how his magical aura was still wrapped around the shotgun, the question, like all my questions, formed.
"Sho was using Stability?"
I pulled back my head. There was an almost familiar yellow unicorn standing there dressed in what I assume is high class fashion. She slowly trotted over to the old mare who was attempting to hide in an old doorway. What followed were screams to the sound of Stability firing. The mare then proceed to walk over to me and return my revolver. The mare looked just like Sunny.
"Hey Slashy, good thing I saw that flare."
"Sunny!?"
This was unreal. The mare I knew as Sunny wore leather armor, carried around a sawn off and had dirty hair. This mare was clean, had a dress on and the only weapon she had seemed to be a small pistol. My question however got me a Sunny-like response.
"Yeah, it's me. Surprise! Told you I grew up in Tenpony. Aristocracy for the most part is in the blood. Besides, Torchlight knows the only way into the Royal's castle is with somepony of high class."
Stitch decided now was the best time to look at my wounds.
"The one on your back leg is the worst. Multiple bite marks with tearing of both the flesh and fur. The other wounds can be handled with magical bandages but for this leg injury, you will need a magical healing potion."
So, for the next few minutes, Stitch covered my bites with magical healing bandages before giving me a potion, which tastes awful, to heal my leg. Once that was done, we left the alley. We didn't like the idea of staying long. Torchlight, Boom and Nightlight had gathered in the central area of the market by the time we arrived. After a quick exchange of the adventure, we once again set off as a group.
"So Stable, been wondering this. How's a Pegasus like you end up in a stable below the cloud lines?"
Boom brought the question up, in my guess, to bring some conversation to an otherwise boring travel. I found it strange considering Boom met both my parents back in Stable 54. But I guess she was still confused seeing as neither were Pegasi.
"Slashwing is a result of recessive genes on his mother's side. Family records indicate her great grandmother was one of several Pegasi military members who took shelter in Stable 54." Leave it to Stitch to have an answer to something medical.
Author's Note
wish this one wasn't as short but I really didn't have much of an idea of how to write this part so thanks for reading and thanks to my editor
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
Torchlight decided to take the opportunity to go for a quick fly, which I was envied. Before long, he returned with what looked like a large container of some description that attached to a pipe of another description. Torchlight explained it was a flamer and it was designed to send bursts of fire at targets. I personally found it fascinating how the many pipes and tubes worked but was turned off by the idea of a massive exposed tank of fuel on my back. The Wasteland is an odd place to travel with companions. Occasionally I would look out onto the horizon to see what I think were Raiders in differing states of metal armor looking at us or turning away. Then other times I would see groups of them walk right past us with looks of understanding or fear. The thing that caught my attention about those ones was the explosives they all carried. One day I'll have to ask Boom why they leave her and anyone traveling with her alone.
We had made good time and found a possible place to stay. An old abandoned medical center with the words 'Ministry of Peace' printed on it. Inside was an amazing looking foyer and everypony was able to find a place to separate to without leaving the main room. Boom and Torchlight began scavenging though boxes and bins. Nightlight had collapsed onto a mattress on the floor. Sunny was pointing her sawn off down the double door hallway; daring some raider or thing to come out while Stitch stood over a white box with three butterflies on it.bam little baby Boomageton. Lived my early life with dad until my magic was good enough to throw my first grenade. Then it was off to mom's tribe to grow up. Didn't like it so I left but kept the earrings and grenade launcher. I traveled for a bit, didn't like it so I came back to find the tribe had reformed under a new leader and dad's tribe was still the best of the Wasteland. So I just wandered, that's my backstory and I'm sticking to it."
Sunny, regardless of the wear of high class fashion, was still, as it would seem, a combat pony at heart. With her, or at least someponies', sawn off floating beside her, she looked back at me. An indication to stand on the other side of the door. Doing so put my battle saddle in just the right place for my rifle. A few minutes passed, Stitch had gone from staring at the medical boxes to counting medical supplies. Boom and Torchlight had giving up looking for things and had taken a seat to, from what I could tell, talk about old long past adventures. All the while, Nightlight slept peacefully nearby. My eyes dropped a little at that the idea of a nap. It would be nice but I had to help.have five years on you. I mean in experience. You may be able to pull the look of Trottingham Ranger off but in the long run, you are still a green as grass stable pony. Not saying that's bad but for Luna's sake, don't go pushing yourself because you feel like dead weight. No matter what happens, if you go to bed right now there will always be another building to scavenge and another raider to fight."
Waking up was a big surprise. Not only had Nightlight rolled on top of me (not that I'm complaining, I like having her close) but Sunny and Stitch were now bandage up with Sunny wearing a leg brace. Her reaction to seeing me was a half attempt at a smile that came off as a nervous smirk.
Fallout Equestria: From Stable 54
log15, just walk right in
Dirt , I want to say I've learnt a fair few things in the Wasteland but the thing I never thought to learn was how much dirt will be suddenly painful when hitting it repeatedly. I got up and climbed up the crashed skywagon along the road side. We had since moved from the hospital to continue heading towards the Royals. At every rest stop, camp site or scavenge house, Torchlight was more than ready to kick me off the highest point to teach me how to fly.
"Now tighten up your posture. A proper glide involves maintaining balance with both front and back to balance out; to much in the front you go into a dive, to much in back the wings cause drag now again."
Taking in breath, I jumped from the skywagon, stretch my wings out, got my posture right and proceeded to hit the ground like an earth pony. All Torchlight could do was facehoof.
"I swear you have no natural flying ability at all."
With a fidgeted look, Torchlight waved me off to rest. I walked over to a pile of burning scraps of decaying wood we called our camps fire. I could cook up something. Nightlight had taken over carrying my saddlebag and battle saddle just in case Torchlight tried to kick me off a cliff (again).
"Hey Torchlight, done with all that flying junk?"
I gave her a quick nod, "It's important I learn. I am a pegasus after all." I gave my wing a little pointless flap. Nightlight's response was to throw my jacket over them.
"Well, I say you make for a better earth pony." Her smile was warming and I felt we were becoming closer (hopefully). I grabbed my utensils. I was able to get into my real job in the group as the chef. After all, in our merry group of six, five of us were well armed with our best possible gear and one of them was able to wage her own great war on a grenade level. So I was happy to spend my time over a hot campfire with my nose stuck into 'Dragon's Guide to Wasteland Cooking.'
I felt whoever Dragon was must be a master chef. The recipes he has written down have vastly improved every meal. Things like canned sweet potato become fried wedges, or some radgator and wine become a tasty steak. I feel sorry for anypony who has to eat just plain 200 year old food with a cook book like this around. Looking at my own task, I feel as if we as a whole are a well organized team. Stitch obviously is our best healer but can handle himself in a firefight. Boom not only knows her way around explosives but has a good grasp of the Wasteland. Sunny can fight up close or far away depending on her mood. And Torchlight obviously has leader abilities but can also fly. The only one of us I don't get is Nightlight. I could understand just wanting to stay safe while recovering from her cem addiction (and maybe to get closer to me) but as far as skills, go I can't really tell.
The meat roasting away nicely. It gave me room to focus on other things like, uses for the leftovers in a stew. I looked around the camp again for the eighth time. I don't know how long it for me to finally realize Torchlight was missing. The last time I saw him was when I was preparing to cook but since then he up and vanished. The cloudy sky proved to be no help in seeing him and the others didn't seem worried. So most likely, he was doing something just out of sight from my campfire view. My nose indicated the meat in all it's addictive glory was ready to be added to the pot. With a quick flick of my wings, I took the meat and threw it right in.
Serving up to everypony was, I admit, easier with wings then by hoof. A life time of neglect on my part but then what's a stable pony need wings for underground? Mum and dad always said I should focus on my skills I could use everyday (or was it find a nice mare?). So that's what I did. But this wing work Torchlight was teaching me did improve how fast I could to things, like serving food.
Sunny clopped her hooves together and was quickly followed by Nightlight. "So Slashy, what's on today's menu?"
Smiling, I passed a bowl full of lunch over, "Just a simple take on bloatspirit stew. Since the radhog was going to go to poisonous levels of bad soon I used it up. I had put it on a quick simmer roast over the fire to kill off anything bad."
Sunny paid no mind after I said radhog. Nightlight on the other hoof listened until the end before eating. Boom gave a few nods before finishing off the bowl of stew.
"So that covers all four of your identites then, Sunny is a tenpony resident, Stable and Nightlight are the cook and assistant, while Stitch acts as both her body guard and doctor. That should get you in."
Everypony nodded but this was news to me. As I raised my voice for an answer, Torchlight walked in and provided it.
"Slashwing. As far as Boomageton and myself go, after taking out the mercs the Royals hired, we are most likely wanted for some upbeat crime. Showing up with you blows the cover, it's up to you to get in and get us a way in past the gate."
"Rain. It has to be raining. Maybe if the feather brains could do their jobs rather than fight, the skies wouldn't be raining all the time."
Sunny, to my personal annoyance, had put on her tenpony attitude since we left Boom and Torchlight. It was loud, constant and effective for as we traveled closer to the Royals, we became more annoyed with Sunny. The Royal's castle was a fascinating building. It had been part of some ministry hub placement before the war but was occupied by the Royals for generations. As we approached the walls, an earth pony stallion in the strangest golden armor I've ever seen left some kind of small covered area and pointed a spear at us.
"You are now on the grounds of their majesties of Trottinghame. State your business."
Sunny walked forward head held high, "I am Sunny Trails, daughter of Lost Trails of tenpony tower. Here to seek rest, relaxation and information with my party."
The guard nodded and lead us into the shelter area. There, Sunny spoke with somepony through a window. A slip of paper and a huge pile of caps where traded for a set of strange chips which Sunny gave one to each of us. The one I had read, 'Three Day Pass', after we where allowed into the walled area.
Our apartment was quite nice, not stable nice. A stable room has just enough to make it a home and still enough template design to allow it to change it constantly. This was a different fancy. Sunny explained that we would be assigned better rooms (like this was bad) once the payment had be received from tenpony along with a permanent pass so while we had free rein during the day, we had to be in our room by the set time or be shot at.
The rooms were two pony so Stitch and Sunny stayed in one while Nightlight and I stayed in the other. It was a pretty nice set up if I do say so myself. I spent the day upgrading my cookware from Wasteland useable to actually useable. I didn't see much of Nightlight. She had seen something she wanted to get so I let her. As it got closer to the 'get shot at time', I headed back to the room.
Thankfully Nightlight had made it back, and was now wearing socks. Just socks, no other clothing. What's more, the smile on her face was a little off putting like a stable cat ready to jump on a mouse. Using my back foreleg, I slowly closed the door. Nightlight made her move, wrapping her hooves around my neck and kissed me. She started blowing some kind of smoke in my mouth and I gave of a cough.
Nightlight stepped back, handing me a strange puffer device. I looked up at her. She just kept smiling.
"Don't worry, I cut everything right. Just inhale and let some Zebra magic work."
I looked at her expecting eyes. I closed my eyes and bit down on the inhaling device and I started coughing madly. But then something happened. Colors felt brighter, I felt stronger. What's more, I felt a surge of energy like nothing I had felt before. What was that smell? The smell coming from Nightlight. The smell was irresistible and I had to have more, more of Nightlight. I don't know what that was I inhaled but it made tonight a fucking good night. "Rain. It has to be raining. Maybe if the feather brains could do their jobs rather than fight, the skies wouldn't be raining all the time."
Sunny, to my personal annoyance, had put on her tenpony attitude since we left Boom and Torchlight. It was loud, constant and effective for as we traveled closer to the Royals, we became more annoyed with Sunny. The Royal's castle was a fascinating building. It had been part of some ministry hub placement before the war but was occupied by the Royals for generations. As we approached the walls, an earth pony stallion in the strangest golden armor I've ever seen left some kind of small covered area and pointed a spear at us.
"You are now on the grounds of their majesties of Trottinghame. State your business."
Sunny walked forward head held high, "I am Sunny Trails, daughter of Lost Trails of tenpony tower. Here to seek rest, relaxation and information with my party."
The guard nodded and lead us into the shelter area. There, Sunny spoke with somepony through a window. A slip of paper and a huge pile of caps where traded for a set of strange chips which Sunny gave one to each of us. The one I had read, 'Three Day Pass', after we where allowed into the walled area.
Our apartment was quite nice, not stable nice. A stable room has just enough to make it a home and still enough template design to allow it to change it constantly. This was a different fancy. Sunny explained that we would be assigned better rooms (like this was bad) once the payment had be received from tenpony along with a permanent pass so while we had free rein during the day, we had to be in our room by the set time or be shot at.
The rooms were two pony so Stitch and Sunny stayed in one while Nightlight and I stayed in the other. It was a pretty nice set up if I do say so myself. I spent the day upgrading my cookware from Wasteland useable to actually useable. I didn't see much of Nightlight. She had seen something she wanted to get so I let her. As it got closer to the 'get shot at time', I headed back to the room.
Thankfully Nightlight had made it back, and was now wearing socks. Just socks, no other clothing. What's more, the smile on her face was a little off putting like a stable cat ready to jump on a mouse. Using my back foreleg, I slowly closed the door. Nightlight made her move, wrapping her hooves around my neck and kissed me. She started blowing some kind of smoke in my mouth and I gave of a cough.
Nightlight stepped back, handing me a strange puffer device. I looked up at her. She just kept smiling.
"Don't worry, I cut everything right. Just inhale and let some Zebra magic work."
I looked at her expecting eyes. I closed my eyes and bit down on the inhaling device and I started coughing madly. But then something happened. Colors felt brighter, I felt stronger. What's more, I felt a surge of energy like nothing I had felt before. What was that smell? The smell coming from Nightlight. The smell was irresistible and I had to have more, more of Nightlight. I don't know what that was I inhaled but it made tonight a fucking good night.
Author's Note
oh this chapter done at last big thanks to my editor who is going though some stuff herself
also im getting a few more dislikes if you say why unless its just general dislike of FoE stories in which case please don't dislike leave a reason I know I cant make you but I do want to get better and I feel ever dislike is a way I can improve so please explain what you did not like
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Author's Note
PLEASE READ FIRST
my editor recently had to resign because of problems but I don't want the story to stagnate so I'm uploading the unedited chapters until a new editor can be found sorry about that
Log16, morning glow
Waking up hurt, and was fuzzy on top of it as far as I could remember taking that stuff and well bucking (to put it nicely) I felt different, rolling out of the massive bed I headed into the bathroom to look in the mirror only to find there was no mirror so that was disappointing a loud knock on the door made my head hurt trotting over Sunny had let herself in and was taking steps around anything she saw
The King Leonheart was to put it simply what I would imagine the royal sisters to be if they were stallions and lacked wings, Sunny thankfully found us around ‘mid noon’ and brought us to the meeting hall the place was massive with guards dressed in gold armour as high as the top floors Stitch was more than focused on our backs and kept glancing at the door, the king kept an eye on Sunny who in turn looked at him dead pan “lady Sunny you stand here before us as part of a group who we recently hired to remove raiders from the many plazas around Tottinghame” those words struck me as dangerous what’s more these were the people who refused to pay us, I had to chuckle at that “Do you find this funny turkey?” I looked up at that ‘turkey’ was a common taunt used by bullies in the stable I had learned the hard way to just ignore it in the stable, as if on cue Sunny spoke up
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Author's Note
same as the last chapter no editor but in other news the royals are almost done and that's great because I hate writing them
Log17: New equpiment
Laughter his first response was laughter looking to my friends this was not the what had been expected by anyone, I thought he was going to start to yell or order us thrown out but no he sat there laughing as if it was all some kind of funny joke to him Sunny was left speechless, Stitch was more interested in the large number of armed (even if they were only holding those weird spears) guards and Nightlight was more than a little worried about the whole thing but what got me on edge was his calmness this all seemed to be a joke to him it didn’t take long for him to calm down inhale and compose himself to talk “Do you really think we tried to ‘fuck you over’ and take out the missile monster as well?” Sunny gave no answer more than a good nod “the reason you have not been paid is the job has not been completed” I really didn’t like where this was going. “The fact remains that while two of the raider gangs have been removed two still remain active” a quick hoof was pointed at Nightlight “That very mare was seen several times by our scouts out of one of the plaza’s and the group from the StarBucks plaza west of us fled off” by now I had put myself between Nightlight and King Leonheart all I got as a response was a raised eyebrow and a wave of a hoof Sunny was quick to come to her defence
“What do you mean only 200 caps for all this?” I stood there just staring at the pawn shop owner I had piled up all the unneeded surplus equipment we had gathered with the trip to the hospital and the road here which ended up being more a pile of assorted junk then an actual worth wile pile of items but all the same I had to carry it around it should be worth more than 200 caps, the owner just shrugged at me and waved a hoof
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log8, trottinghame's rangers
After walking with the stallion for a good 30 minutes, I found myself at some Hunters building. It had most likely been a Police station and turned into a hunting house later. Inside were several mares and stallions dressed in a range of leather armor. Some were simply wearing a leather jacket while some looked to be wearing actual reinforced armor. Before I could finish looking around, I was kicked on the flank by somepony. I hit the ground with a thud causing everypony to look at me. Most of the stallions went back to what they where doing; a few of the mares laughed. As I got up, I noticed a yellow unicorn mare looking at my battle saddle and branding. She gave it a once over then she stuck her nose so far in the air I swear her horn touched her back. She trotted out. The stallion I was with pushed me until I was moved into an open room.Hopefully that lock box is still there, the contents shall be mine someday. Then another report came on.What was this guy on about? and my second thought was I better answer him.
Author's Note
Well hope you all like this log and thanks to my editor for making this 20,000% m
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Log18, Fortune favours a beating
Log18, Fortune favours a beating
Leaving the weapons shop with Gunrunners message in my head the idea of magical energy weapons would really help the stable I decided walking around for a while considering there was really nothing else to do and frankly I was getting board, for all the dangers the wasteland seems to hold there are long periods of just nothing happening while that didn’t bother me that much it felt like living in the stable, one of the major draws to leaving the stable was all the stories of the last exodus attempt they talked about monsters, crazy ponies and all manner of things but looking around me I feel cheated out of something special just can’t put my hoof on it. Walking around itself was getting boarding glancing at the entrance of a nearby shop something caught my eye in the window was the reflection of a skull turning around I got a good look at it, the skull was hung on a door it was almost entrancing walking over I glanced down at a tiny signpost to the side next to a blacked out window it almost more torched it read ‘Complete herbal’ guess it was some type of plant shop heading inside I was meet with a strong waft of smoke using my wing to move it out of my way I took a big breath and filled my lungs with the smoke causing me to coughing horribly. Once I managed to adjust to the smoke I could look around it burned my eyes but I could see what caused it several small piles of leaves where burning in odd gold plates on shelves breathing in here was becoming a problem putting my wing over my mouth I used cloth over them helped filter out some of the smoke.
“So what do we have here another pony so soon?” turning around enveloped in the smoke was a mare it was extremely hard to see but her fur almost seem to be two sets of lines “so tell me pony why have you come here you don’t seem the type to need my medication?” I tried using my spare wing to move the smoke more but it was to no avail, the mares hoof floated though the smoke causing it to sweal around it into odd shapes before resting on to the counter “the smoke help clear the air and lets me see both far from this place and closer than you would imagine” this did interest me how could smoke do that but on the other hoof breathing was more important, still looking for the door the mare behind the counter waved her hoof again this time the smoke cleared in a small area closer to the counter I rushed into the now open air pocket. Inhaling deeply I could breathe again the odd striped mare smiled moving a pack of what looked like cards in front of me “where would you like to know about ‘here’, ‘within’ or ‘everywhere’ I will only answer once so please chose carefully” given the choice of answers and because I was starting to think the door was one way I scrunched up my eyes and said
“Within” the striped mare nodded and began to lay out nine cards onto the counter each one had a strange scribble (or was it mark) on them once all nine cards had been place she flipped the centre card over
Then a wall exploded as if out of nowhere a section of wall broke and splintered into pieces covering the mare and myself in the light that now flooded the room it was almost blinding a pull out of nowhere grabbed me pulling me into the light, but the striped mare shouted out something I couldn’t understand fired off my gun the pain of the bullet hitting my damaged ribs. I felt something come up in my throat it tasted bile another shot rang out this time met by the sound of a ‘ding’ as my eyes adjusted I could see a mass of metal in the shape of a pony standing in front of me two more gunshots followed by to more dings. The metal pony then floated up a strange yellow apple flinging it into the now open room the metal pony grabbed my face and wrapped its hooves around my eyes a few seconds later a loud ‘bang’ my ears began to ring loudly as it settled I could hear screaming from the direction of the shop then a very familiar but almost robotic voice came from the metal pony.
Just as he went to make the first cut the screaming mare remerged from the ruins of the building the smell of her burnt flesh was extremely strong stitch took one look at me then before anypony else could react threw his scalps with his magic into the mare causing her to fall back then pounced onto her with a bone saw wrapped in magic and began cutting off her head when he was half way through with his hoof he ripped the head one way and with his magic the saw to other way tearing the head clean off and then as if for good measure took a larger part of the splintered door and rammed the head onto it the world just seem to fade to black after that.
I don’t know exactly how I ended up in a hospital bed but I was getting quite sick of waking up to the sound of beeping medical equipment what’s more trying to sit up was proving to be difficult somepony had strapped me down to the bed while I could move one of my forhooves the strap locks where not visible so I just lay there, eventually with nopony coming to let me loss and being to awake to go back to sleep I turned my attention to my strapped down PipBuck leg pulling out one of the earpieces finally bending to the will of all ponykind and listen to the radio, the first few minutes where just songs but before long the DJ pony started talking about other places in the wasteland apparently somepony in Hoofington was apparently making it big names was ‘Secretary’ or ‘Sorority’ some weird name beginning with ‘S’ finally after about three nice songs it was time for a report on Trottinghame,
Author's Note
wow this one took a while to get right in the fight department still feel as if I messed it up badly
