Fallout equestria icy roadsby ponypony2323ChaptersPrologue:Notes of the Currier [recording]CHAPTER ONE: Close CallFrozen wastesPrologue:A frozen, burnt out, irradiated wasteland. The war over 200 years ago ended with the Great Cleansing, or a SHIT LOAD OF MEGA SPELLS BEAING DROPPED, ALMOST KILLING EVERYTHING ON THE FUCKING SURFACE! The way that most of the ponies survived, they took shelter down in grate underground shelters called stables. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, ponies, stables, makes sense. Also I am, or was a Currier for the Icy Hoof Express, but everything went wrong. FALLOUT EQUESTRIA: Icy Roads Notes of the Currier [recording]Notes of the Currier [recording] I was given this suspicious note to meet this pony near the ruins of this old world military base called Snow Hoof Alpha. I trotted to the destination to only find this psycho looking unicorn mare with a few hired guns. (Disruption) Bang! Bang! (knife piercing flesh heard faintly in recording) (recorder drops on pavement) Mare: “Where's the fucking data chip containing the corridents of that secret military base!” Hired Gun: “Skull, I will get to looting the Currier's body. (Faintly hear recording) (Half way through the battery dies) BUZZ! CLICK! CHAPTER ONE: Close CallCHAPTER ONE: Close Call Everything I see is blurry; the light is dimming around me. The pain is overwhelming; I feel a warm puddle forming around me. My breath is getting shorter. Am I dyeing? I barley can move my hoofs. I attempt to get the flare, first try no luck, and second try flare. I am too weak to use magic so I ignite it with my mouth and hooves. The flare glows a bright Red, as I slowly drift away. I regain consciousness with a pounding headache. I look around to see a tattered and stained tent interior. I see a rusted, mangled and barely functioning Autodoc rested against the cotton woven wall of the tent. I heard hoofsteppes coming from the next room over. CLIP! CLOP! The sound grew nearer, then I seen this really nerdy looking earth pony mare approach me. When I looked at her she made me want to gag, that's how ugly she is. She approached me causally. I sat up on my hind legs in bed, and then I looked her eye to eye trying not to cringe. She introduced herself as Flower Syringe in this giddy voice. Fuck, she is ugly and way too happy go lucky. Can somepony kill me already I don't want to deal with her! Flower: “Yeah! your awake! You were sleeping like a foul the past week When I found you sleeping like a puppy, but only in a puddle of blood and looked like cut Swiss cheese, so I went to see if you were still kicking and you were only sleeping!” You call that sleeping!? I was practically dead! Mare, you’re nuts, fucking nuts! She asked me my name, I replied, “it's Ronald.” Flower: “Nice to meet you, Ronald!” I can't stand this anymore! Celestia, please get this over already! Please! Flower: “Ok, we are going have some fun now! I just have to run some tests on you, Yeah! We are going to have so much fun!” Shut up, shut up; shut up! She's driving me insane! I get out of bed. She guides me to a stable-tech issue vigor tester machine. The vigor tester is pretty beat up and worn. It is painted the stable-tech signature colors, yellow and navy blue. As I approached the vigor tester the screen flickered on. It is obvious that it used a stable-tech issue v12 magic censer. I sat down on the tattered stool that the vigor tester came with. The screen glows a bright green. The screen flipped a few times and asked me a few questions. After a half-hour of testing I was complete. Flower: “Aren't you a bright and lucky one! Also we're done now, Yeah! Can you meet me by the flap; I got a big present for you! You will love it so much!” Thank you, Thank you, Thank you Celestia! If I was here any longer I would kill myself! I got up off the stool and trotted to the tent flap. When I reached the flap that lead outside I saw Flower Synge waiting there anxiously talking to herself out loud. She was carrying a mint condition cloth satchel, pipbuck 3000, heavy duty armored coat and a strange magic energy pistol. Flower: “Here's your present! All your stuff you had on you when I found you! Also I got this tiny, tiny computer that fits above your forehoof.” I know what a fucking pipbuck is, dip shit! Flower: “I also looked throw this holotape, but there were all these ponies saying mean, mean words about you. Also I got this armored jacket for you so that you don't freeze into a icicle out there. Bye, bye Ronald!” I sprinted out of the tent as soon as she told me good bye. Frozen wastesChapter two: Frozen wastes I emerged from the tent into an aircraft grave yard. The weather is freezing and the blizzard is intense. I can barely see anything, but the only thing I can see is a mangled tower in the distance. I look at the pipbuck mini map to see a small marker. I say “that must be the ruined tower that I saw in the distance.” I decide to check it out, but I stop for a minute to see what I had left in my settle bags. It is pretty much garbage, but the only things of interest are this holotape and a strange magic energy pistil. I examined the pistil and the holotape, but The holotape is corrupt and the pistil is low on this strange energy cell that it uses. Then I notice something about the pistil, a name engraved Into the side of it, the name says, JAKE. Then I realize that the pistil is alien, more advanced than our magic energy weapons, the tip glows a bright blue as I levitate it with my horn. All of a sudden I hear gun shots. BANG! BANG! BANG! About twelve bullets come flying at me. I look over to see a mangled half of plane. I sprint and jump in side of it to safety. I look throw one of the loose panels on the plane to see that one of the radars were carrying a battle saddle equip with a light machine gun. The 5.56 mm. bullets that he is using are enchanted to cause shock damage. I assumed that he was the leader or something. I hid in the wreckage for a good 20 minutes. Then I hear one of the raider ponies coming towards me. CLIP! CLOP! CLIP! CLOP! The hoofsteps grew nearer, then everything went black. I wake up in a cage hanging 100 feet off the ground. The cage was made from the propellers of an old phoenix; not the bird. I look around the poorly made cage; then see a corps of a pre-teen earth pony colt. Then I see that his right hoof is pointing to a Radar unicorn’s corps that is stuck on the cement ledge of the tower. Why is his hoof pointing to that frozen radar’s corps, is he pointing to something, reaching or trying to escape? Then I look closer at the corpse of the Radar unicorn and see that a key was pierced throw his throat. You got to be kidding me, what idiot would use a key as a weapon instead of escaping this death trap? I use my horn to try to yank the key out of the frozen, rotten, mangled radar unicorn’s corps. CRICKLE! CRACK! CREEK! As I yank at the key, the key snaps. I yell at the top of my lungs. “DAM IT!” Then bash and slam at the sides of the cage. CREEK! BANG! SNAP! The chine broke that was holding the propeller cage up. “AAAAA”I scream as I fall 20 feet. BANG! CLANG! The sound echoes for miles. My ears are ringing from the devastating sound of the impact from propeller cage hooking onto a loose bent rebar sticking out from the tower. I push the corpse of the colt off of me to the side then look over in to the shattered window below me and see this filly pegasus. Her left wing was chopped off, her right eye was as white as a ghost, and she had all these scars allover her body. She looks up at me and yells. “Help me please Mister! I know the way out!” I tear up a bit then ask her. “what is your name?” She replies with. “Whiplash.” She asks me “are you going to help Me?” Then I agree that I will help her. You gained the Plain B perk (when ever your first plain to escape fails You can resort to an alternative plain)
Prologue:A frozen, burnt out, irradiated wasteland. The war over 200 years ago ended with the Great Cleansing, or a SHIT LOAD OF MEGA SPELLS BEAING DROPPED, ALMOST KILLING EVERYTHING ON THE FUCKING SURFACE! The way that most of the ponies survived, they took shelter down in grate underground shelters called stables. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, ponies, stables, makes sense. Also I am, or was a Currier for the Icy Hoof Express, but everything went wrong. FALLOUT EQUESTRIA: Icy Roads
Notes of the Currier [recording]Notes of the Currier [recording] I was given this suspicious note to meet this pony near the ruins of this old world military base called Snow Hoof Alpha. I trotted to the destination to only find this psycho looking unicorn mare with a few hired guns. (Disruption) Bang! Bang! (knife piercing flesh heard faintly in recording) (recorder drops on pavement) Mare: “Where's the fucking data chip containing the corridents of that secret military base!” Hired Gun: “Skull, I will get to looting the Currier's body. (Faintly hear recording) (Half way through the battery dies) BUZZ! CLICK!
CHAPTER ONE: Close CallCHAPTER ONE: Close Call Everything I see is blurry; the light is dimming around me. The pain is overwhelming; I feel a warm puddle forming around me. My breath is getting shorter. Am I dyeing? I barley can move my hoofs. I attempt to get the flare, first try no luck, and second try flare. I am too weak to use magic so I ignite it with my mouth and hooves. The flare glows a bright Red, as I slowly drift away. I regain consciousness with a pounding headache. I look around to see a tattered and stained tent interior. I see a rusted, mangled and barely functioning Autodoc rested against the cotton woven wall of the tent. I heard hoofsteppes coming from the next room over. CLIP! CLOP! The sound grew nearer, then I seen this really nerdy looking earth pony mare approach me. When I looked at her she made me want to gag, that's how ugly she is. She approached me causally. I sat up on my hind legs in bed, and then I looked her eye to eye trying not to cringe. She introduced herself as Flower Syringe in this giddy voice. Fuck, she is ugly and way too happy go lucky. Can somepony kill me already I don't want to deal with her! Flower: “Yeah! your awake! You were sleeping like a foul the past week When I found you sleeping like a puppy, but only in a puddle of blood and looked like cut Swiss cheese, so I went to see if you were still kicking and you were only sleeping!” You call that sleeping!? I was practically dead! Mare, you’re nuts, fucking nuts! She asked me my name, I replied, “it's Ronald.” Flower: “Nice to meet you, Ronald!” I can't stand this anymore! Celestia, please get this over already! Please! Flower: “Ok, we are going have some fun now! I just have to run some tests on you, Yeah! We are going to have so much fun!” Shut up, shut up; shut up! She's driving me insane! I get out of bed. She guides me to a stable-tech issue vigor tester machine. The vigor tester is pretty beat up and worn. It is painted the stable-tech signature colors, yellow and navy blue. As I approached the vigor tester the screen flickered on. It is obvious that it used a stable-tech issue v12 magic censer. I sat down on the tattered stool that the vigor tester came with. The screen glows a bright green. The screen flipped a few times and asked me a few questions. After a half-hour of testing I was complete. Flower: “Aren't you a bright and lucky one! Also we're done now, Yeah! Can you meet me by the flap; I got a big present for you! You will love it so much!” Thank you, Thank you, Thank you Celestia! If I was here any longer I would kill myself! I got up off the stool and trotted to the tent flap. When I reached the flap that lead outside I saw Flower Synge waiting there anxiously talking to herself out loud. She was carrying a mint condition cloth satchel, pipbuck 3000, heavy duty armored coat and a strange magic energy pistol. Flower: “Here's your present! All your stuff you had on you when I found you! Also I got this tiny, tiny computer that fits above your forehoof.” I know what a fucking pipbuck is, dip shit! Flower: “I also looked throw this holotape, but there were all these ponies saying mean, mean words about you. Also I got this armored jacket for you so that you don't freeze into a icicle out there. Bye, bye Ronald!” I sprinted out of the tent as soon as she told me good bye.
Frozen wastesChapter two: Frozen wastes I emerged from the tent into an aircraft grave yard. The weather is freezing and the blizzard is intense. I can barely see anything, but the only thing I can see is a mangled tower in the distance. I look at the pipbuck mini map to see a small marker. I say “that must be the ruined tower that I saw in the distance.” I decide to check it out, but I stop for a minute to see what I had left in my settle bags. It is pretty much garbage, but the only things of interest are this holotape and a strange magic energy pistil. I examined the pistil and the holotape, but The holotape is corrupt and the pistil is low on this strange energy cell that it uses. Then I notice something about the pistil, a name engraved Into the side of it, the name says, JAKE. Then I realize that the pistil is alien, more advanced than our magic energy weapons, the tip glows a bright blue as I levitate it with my horn. All of a sudden I hear gun shots. BANG! BANG! BANG! About twelve bullets come flying at me. I look over to see a mangled half of plane. I sprint and jump in side of it to safety. I look throw one of the loose panels on the plane to see that one of the radars were carrying a battle saddle equip with a light machine gun. The 5.56 mm. bullets that he is using are enchanted to cause shock damage. I assumed that he was the leader or something. I hid in the wreckage for a good 20 minutes. Then I hear one of the raider ponies coming towards me. CLIP! CLOP! CLIP! CLOP! The hoofsteps grew nearer, then everything went black. I wake up in a cage hanging 100 feet off the ground. The cage was made from the propellers of an old phoenix; not the bird. I look around the poorly made cage; then see a corps of a pre-teen earth pony colt. Then I see that his right hoof is pointing to a Radar unicorn’s corps that is stuck on the cement ledge of the tower. Why is his hoof pointing to that frozen radar’s corps, is he pointing to something, reaching or trying to escape? Then I look closer at the corpse of the Radar unicorn and see that a key was pierced throw his throat. You got to be kidding me, what idiot would use a key as a weapon instead of escaping this death trap? I use my horn to try to yank the key out of the frozen, rotten, mangled radar unicorn’s corps. CRICKLE! CRACK! CREEK! As I yank at the key, the key snaps. I yell at the top of my lungs. “DAM IT!” Then bash and slam at the sides of the cage. CREEK! BANG! SNAP! The chine broke that was holding the propeller cage up. “AAAAA”I scream as I fall 20 feet. BANG! CLANG! The sound echoes for miles. My ears are ringing from the devastating sound of the impact from propeller cage hooking onto a loose bent rebar sticking out from the tower. I push the corpse of the colt off of me to the side then look over in to the shattered window below me and see this filly pegasus. Her left wing was chopped off, her right eye was as white as a ghost, and she had all these scars allover her body. She looks up at me and yells. “Help me please Mister! I know the way out!” I tear up a bit then ask her. “what is your name?” She replies with. “Whiplash.” She asks me “are you going to help Me?” Then I agree that I will help her. You gained the Plain B perk (when ever your first plain to escape fails You can resort to an alternative plain)
