Fallout Equestria: Emergence

The Equestrian Wasteland, a harsh and unforgiving expanse. This irradiated and tainted hellhole is all too happy to knock you down and take all that’s precious to you, then kick you a few times for good measure.

Of course, there’s little one can do about it when it’s your home. Just trying to get by from one day to the next can become too difficult a task, leaving many to simply wither away. Others don’t go so quietly, living through struggles and anguish until they’re broken and hollow. You could be holed up in a Stable, nice, safe and cozy, also cramped and stagnant. My Stable – Stable 85 – was just that, but was destroyed around the same time the Enclave fell. We were lucky enough to be given warning and were able to find a new home, but we all got a taste of the wasteland in the move – if from a distance. The flavor was foul; it made most retch and scared them away from a second taste. As foul as it was, though, I was drawn to the aftertaste – potential.

After a routine and dull life others may have been desperate to return to the status quo. Not my thing. I played along as long as I could in our new home – Stable 24 – but I was driven to step into the breach by the desire to pursue the ambitions planted in my head following that bittersweet taste of Equestria, and as a result, I threw myself into the meat grinder of the wasteland.