Fallout: Equestria Swift Tale

Once upon a time, in the magical land of Equestria...

...Oh, what can I say about it that hasn't been already said...Right now everything has gone to shit. There is fighting everywhere, riots in the streets and wars breaking out. This has gone far out of control that some call it "The end of the world as we know it". You may or may not care about the Zebras and Ponies fighting a losing war. And these things called mega spells and balefire bombs that destroy everything in sight in a big blast of magical energy. And to make it much worse with the dwindling amount of resources that are being put to the war effort and other stuff then it only adds to the problem at hand.

The amount of violence and damage both sides causing was tremendous that it was by law that every able pony who could hold a gun was to be shipped out to their death to fight a war that had no victory for anyone. Not for the ponies of Equestria or the zebras of...well...you get the point. What matters is that even with all this crazy and sometimes unethical stuff that caused ponies to retreat into underground shelters called stables as the rest of the world burned on top of them. Is that we have to hold on to hope. As it's the last remaining thing that no one can take away. No matter how dark and scary times can be. We have to stay strong so we can get through the day and fight for a better tomorrow...Because at this point hope...

Is all we have left...

Fallout: Equestria Swift Tale