Key card placement in activation slot found. Scanning key card for proper clearance…

Proper clearance found.

User ID: High Charity.
Assignment Role: MoM Agent
Division: Cease and Desist unit 0-9

Age: 24
Address: [REDACTED] [REDACTED] Rd. Manehattan, Equestria. [Zip Not Applicable]
Relationship: Single
Payment: N/A

Scanning face for proper identification… Visual Identification obtained
Beginning Boot-Up sequence.

System Check:
Nanomachines: 6,000,000,000,000,000/6,000,000,000,000,000 functional
Weapons: Online
Shields: Online
Optic Sensors: Online.
Thinking Sensors: Online
Action Sensors: Online
Movement Sensors: Online
Brain Wave & Sound Wave Sensors: Online
Heat Wave & Air Pressure Sensors: Online
Power Sensors: Online
Momentum Hydraulics: Online
Emotion Processors: Online
Think & React Processors: Online
[Quick Passing All other Units]...

All units skipped.

Powering on…

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The room consisted of your standard dark grey walls. A glass chamber hooked up to piping stood on a platform, multiple spot lights aimed at it. A dim light hung above, barely shining on the control panel in front of the chamber. A hazel aura enveloped a key card as it was removed from a slot, and a large button labeled. ‘On’ was pressed.

The machine hummed to life, as a strange black dust began falling through the upper piping. The dust moved as if it were alive, raising up, and eventually taking the shape of a pony. The pony was a gunshot grey, Maroon highlights and another grey for secondary lined the pegasus.

The cutie mark of the pegasus was two lines. That separated as it went up. And circled around a ball like object. Before the two lines met at the middle. Before taking a sharp down before they could touch. Going straight through the object, and then ending abruptly.

The eyes were multicolored. The ‘right’ eye was a light blue known by hex code as ‘00ffbf’ while the other eye was the maroon on the rest of the body. “It’s on” A female voice said aloud. She moved up to the control panels. Before magically grabbing a mic.

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Where, am I? What is my purpose? Why was I created? What do you want from me? Why can I think, feel, express emotion? Should it not mean that you are intent on hurting me… Questions like those were going through my CPU as I went online. I instantly fell to the ground. As I calculated what it would take to be mobile. In half a minute I got up, I realized I was programmed with a language… A form of verbal communication. My processors told me what I would sound like. I said aloud. “Who are you? Why are you here?” The pony my scanners told me was. ‘High Charity’ was taken aback, and backed up slightly. Next to another pony. In which I could not identify…

“I am High Charity, Cease and Desist unit 0-9. Clearance code A1107B, I am under orders from Ministry Mare Pinkie Pie of the Ministry of Morale to bring you to her” She stated cautiously.
Upon hearing the clearance code. My Processors and Threat identification sensors went off. “Affirmative” I replied.

The second pony, who was wearing full body armor. A mask, and carried an assault rifle walked up to the controls. Plugging in a key card, and opening the door to my chamber. I stepped out of the platform, and fell in line behind High Charity. With the guard pony behind me. We walked out of the basement and into an elevator. With the numbers labeling a floor that wasn't marked on the list of buttons that were shaped like a cupcake.

“First stop, Pinkie-Pie” High Charity laughed nervously as she pressed a button as we began our incline to my supposed creator, or user.

The first thing I saw was the city. Through a strange wall-like substance, a massive city streaked below. Rows of unorganized buildings and streets littered the scenery, hundreds, if not thousands of ponies were walking below. From Tattered rags to Tuxedos that were made only from the finest of textile factories were seen on the pedestrians below.

"Like the view?" I heard the voice of High Charity from behind, (Or in front depending on where the front of the elevator actually is.) her tone seemed casual. As if this chaotic nightmare was the ordinary. "This makes no sense... Why are there thousands of ponies moving about right here?" I responded. Still unaware as to why this specific area in more important to everything else. "Because it's a hub." High Charity blatantly responded. "Hub? Explain." I asked.

"A hub... Is like a semi capitol. We control multiple things from this building, which is the Ministry of Morale hub, and the Ministry of Arcane Science hub is over there." She pointed her hoof to a skyscraper. I nodded (is that what you do to acknowledge things?) Ding! I heard the sound of what I presumed to be the elevator as I followed High Charity into a massive open room. Desks filled with papers with ponies and terminals littered the room. At the end of this massive room was a cupcake shaped door, along with several hallways leading to this massive room of law. High Charity knocked on the cupcake door. As a voice from inside responded. "Come in! Come in!" It was oddly cheerful for the amount of drug-voiced edge there was. As I moved into the room, three things caught my optics.

1. Four safes lined the walls, each made to withstand wonders.
   
2. A small kitchen was in the corner, Ingredients to what I could only assume were cupcakes were on top of the supposed 'stove'
   
3. A pink coated, and pink maned pony sat, well more stood. Behind a desk. Terminal just to the side.

"We brought it, just like you asked." High Charity stated. "I know" Was all that the pink pony would say. I was quiet as the pony introduced herself as Pinkie Pie, my creator of sorts. As well as I was going to be doing work for her.... 200 years later.
She handed me a device that instantly downloaded lots of data into my CPU. Answering all of the questions, as well as how to be exactly like a normal pony. "So, my little Trappy" I slightly winced at the nickname. "Take a seat. Ask some questions, I'm all ears"

"Well.... Tell me about emotion" I asked, wanting to understand the concept of this strange factor that could make anything go berserk then regret it two seconds later. "Huh... That's not something easy to answer, lemme think." She looked down at her forehoof. as if there was an invisible watch I could not see. "Oh no! were out of time!" I glanced curiously at her. As she waved High Charity back into the room. "Take him down. Package him back up. I have one last thing to do..." She paused unexpectedly.

High Charity glanced nervously at her. "Before what?" Pinkie Pie responded abruptly. "No time to explain. move him down there Now!" High Charity simply nodded as she led me away. I heard Pinkie turn on a machine as she began to record a message as the door shut. I was lead back to the elevator as I saw a pony with a folder walk in a rush to the door. A quick glance lead me to see this...

FOUR-STARS RAID

“Investigation has lead to the approval of the MOM’s usage of Steel Rangers with agents on the four-star raid.”

I heard her open the door as the elevator shaft closed, and I was sent back down the elevator. I turned back around and looked up at the sky, a hot-air balloon with the shape of the Ministry Mare's head on it floated towards a building just down the road. Metal Giants and armored ponies zip-lined down to the entrance of a building. Sadly though I only got to see them burst through the door as I re-entered the underground section of the hub.

I was lead back to the glass chamber as I was instructed to enter the chamber... High Charity inserted a key card and flipped some switches. I felt strange as I realized I was shutting down, the air vents sucking back up what was made of me...
Before all of them were shut off and sucked back up. I though I heard a large deep sounding boom. Everything that was able to register that sound and feeling went dead as the vents sealed up...

A sudden realization of what had just happened hit me as The rest of my microbots deactivated. putting me into a deep, life-less slumber.

Welcome. To…

Fallout Equestria: Timeless

Made by Vapex 411.

Author's Note

This is just the Prologue to the start of a probably-not great story. But its made with love and attention. Should time and school stop being an issue. The first chapter, (Should you not consider this the first chapter like I stated) should be released soon. Criticism and Feedback accepted in the comments. Enjoy:)