Fallout Equestria: The Other Side

Prologue

“We’re all ponies, aren’t we?”

Hello, children, it’s your host DJ-PON3 here with something big to share with you… Might I ask you, have I ever told you about the tale about one pony who just never gave up? He was no hero like Littlepip, Calamity or anypony else for that matter - in fact, he just played by his own rules. A bit less Blackjack-y, and more of the ‘you don’t own my life’ sorta way.

Y’see, the Wasteland was thought to have coped when Littlepip cleared the skies and brought sunlight back into the Wasteland, ponies were meant to have lived happily. I… really do hate to admit it, but, nothin’ had really changed. In fact, ponies seemed to have gotten worse and it hurts for me to even say that, ‘cause, Littlepip was a massive factor in my life and no doubt your lives too…

But after all that, after Marypony and Littlepip’s adventures - when the skies were clear… One pony stuck to the shadows, tried to remain hidden. Hell, I even met him myself, and I have to say this, but he was one cold bastard despite helping other ponies in times when he needed to. He wasn’t selfish; he just wasn’t the type of pony who would help ponies he hadn’t even met before, unless he made friends with them.

But… it never really was like that. The Wasteland changed him - it tore his mindset apart, and left him to rot in an emotionless void of despair. But… before you go ahead judging the poor guy, remember that ol’ cliché, children - “I didn’t choose the Wasteland life, the Wasteland life chose me” - and I’ll be honest, that cliché actually means something and it exists.

This pony was kind at heart, and he would help you - he would. He even proved it to yours truly. And the Wasteland needs more ponies like him - the type that are independent, and won’t always rely on the help of others. And since he died pretty recently - I don’t see why I shouldn’t tell you this story, children.

Pull up a chair… Maybe get yourself a few drinks, and relax - because this tale is one big emotional rollercoaster of a journey. His name was Tornado Dash - and this is his story of how he lived and how he died in the Wasteland.