Evolution. The shaper of all life on our planet. But what if instead of a dominant race of humans, poly-chromatic ponies became the dominant species? Or even sentient locomotives?

On a small island called Sodor, thousands of miles away from Equestria, Thomas the Tank Engine embarks upon his grandest journey yet. Armed with the fact he's a giant metal train that can talk, and withstand bullets amazingly well, will he discover the secrets of the wasteland? Or will he fall, another corpse to be forgotten about as hell rages on the surface of once-great Equestria?



(Hint: neither)

Note: I'm not really sure what Jet does in Fallout, so my depiction of its effects may be wrong