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My name used to be Pen.
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That was before everything went to shit.
I was a just a colt, 13 years old, when it happened... when the Zebras' attacked. The whole of Equestria was kicked into a militarized industry hellhole. Crime went up by 8%, Riots would happen everyday, and the Princesses forgot about us- the citizens- and drafted about twenty percent of the adult population into army services. Some argued that they just wanted to "help us survive", but even if they did, it didn't explain the way they made the soldiers run into battle like the Hooviet Union did.
Some went in without a knife, while others who were lucky enough received plasma-gatling guns and laser snipers.
And I.. I just gone into Middle School. Nopony could explain why in less than a week Equestria went from a loving, care-free and overall naive' place, to where the civilian death-counts reached the thousands.
And this was all BEFORE the bombs hit.
My parents... what to say about my parents.
I'll just wittle it down, and say that my Dad was anit-gun, anti-war, and anti-everything else that could even leave a bruise. My mum was a nice contrast to Dad though. She was rational and realized that in the economy like then, we should have a weapon for self-defense. A PPS Coltington 7mm pistol is what she got. On sale, too. I have it right next to me while I write this.
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I am currently 225 years old, and a ghoul. To celebrate this momentus occasion I sucked up... and using some hard-earned caps to buy this pre-war type-writer. With paper. That I am writing this on.
Anyway, perhaps I should explain to you where I am. I currently reside in New Pegasus... in my General Store (Which I named The Emporium of Living Life. )
I sell ammo, pistols, pre-way toys, and books.
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My books- my most prized possessions. I wouldn't let a single one go without a large sum of caps. I've written Survival Guides, Fictions, Non-Fictions, and Foal-Books- all personally. Meaning that they are the only copies in the universe. I've poured my life and soul into all of them.
