God how do I use this damn thing, wait I got it. Okay well how to begin? Oh yes start like it's me telling day to day then go to now. I tell you I'm smart!

Where were you when the balefire bombs hit? I wasn't even anywhere near birth, but My oh so many great-grandparents were trapped and afraid in the sky.
The sky? You many think to yourself, well that's really weird cause I thought the Enclave wasn't real or maybe you might be one of those affected by the groups, ''efforts'' for ponykind. Either way yes, the sky.

Hi, my names Floating Wave, my friends that I had called me Crimson due to my wings, my coat is a charcoal and my mane is like gunmetal gray or something my dad tells me. I was born with a minor problem that forced me to get a robotic right leg. I got a pip-buck thingy, it cost a lot to get but I was worth it. Oh continuing I am a 14th generation Pegasus of a Unicorn-Pegasus bloodline, I'm to be married to a slightly odd Unicorn before I join the Grand Pegasus Enclave's army efforts down on the surface. I gotta give birth to a kid cause it's in this weird deal my parents have with these Thunderhead eggs. Genetic compatibility and crap. Stupid science.

I mention I hate science? GODDESSES DO I HATE SCIENCE! Why should I learn what atoms and genes are when I can just shoot something or tell someone else to shoot something, I seriously have asked that question to a few people and got responses in how brash I was to, how right I was.

Well I'm the only one that thinks I'm right apparently.. Least I can pick a lock or shoot a gun. Not one of those laser guns or plasma dohickeies. A real lead spewin, brass lovin', gun. I was able to convince my pop to get me one when I was a bit younger than now. I was not a smart kid but I could con just about anyone. So when he went down for science stuff. He told me if I could get a passing on my stupid class I'd be guaranteed one.

So I cheated, using my aforementioned con skills and got a just enough to get passing, passing grade. Since like really cheating hard is one a very obvious telltale of me cheating and two cause the possibility of more things was evident. My dad so proud that his only lovely boy finally passed a science class, got a gun. Then another to my mothers behest, then another, then another till he said
"Pass even higher and I will get you whatever you ask me for". So I began a quest to acquire a new toy.

Hold up.

What gun would I want? What gun do I need? I already have a sweet little 9mm pistoI that I went to a near by gun store and to the owners shock ordered a suppresser for it, I got a funky 12g shotgun but it takes these weird shell's and looks like I can put something else in it, an almost toy looking rifle that you have to crank for it to fire it's joyous .308 rounds, and a grenade launcher that I'm only allowed to use with supervision and in a range, and with no one else, on really loud work days.. Its a 40mm Big boom Bigger bang. What could I need to have?
Something that shoots fast? Something that's really accurate? Something that's big? Something that.. Something that..

Makes people fearful? Yes. Yes I want that. I told my father exactly what I wanted and he looked a little terrified, but he beamed at me and nodded his head telling me

"I'll see what I can do. You just do your part and it's guaranteed." My joy was like water in a glass, clearer than one should care to see. So I began the penultimate studying of my life. I removed myself from most of my friends, sold many distractions, and be gain to learn all I could about.. Science..

I couldn't get myself to do it for the first few days it was just. Hard. Science really needs to like. Fuck off. No I need that gun, must do the work for my prize. Now I say I studied and that I got rid of all my friends and distractions. Well my mother wasn't a huge fan of that. Should would float herself out by my window and just watch me work away some days. She never said anything to me directly but I knew, those eyes she gave me told me all the worries and fears this was doing to me. I love my mom, but I can ignore her even if she likes to magic my books all over town.

Speaking of science, or not so really huh? My mom is the Unicorn in the Unicorn-Pegasus line, she is the second female unicorn in a row and her family wanted to have it be 3 in a row, too bad I came along and ruined that right Auntie Flutter? Stupid bitch always makes fun of my mane and how I'm awful at science and just like how can I be so against our great Thunderhead allies and their science shit.

Can't stress how much I love my momma though. Every kid should love their mom, especially me since my mom can throw me half a mile and still be making dinner. That actually helped me train but that's off topic. My mom a casual science-y magic helper to Thunderhead and my home Coltington.

You may think wow ponies travel kinda far to get to you, well when the city supplies exorbitant amounts of fresh clean water to the surface and you get tons of caps for it well. Everybody is your buddy. I am still in school and are somewhat behind so I can't get a job. But when dad is part of the Enclave leadership here, you kinda get noticed more that others.

I have never worked a day in my life, yet I could probably outdo a few hundred dozen people that work here in Coltington. Our population of 6,000 is a little more than some places but we can accommodate. Shit we actually have some trees that were here before the war and some still being replanted elsewhere. I love my city. I hate science. I love guns. I hate fun.

You read that right. I hate fun. My city spends waaay to many caps and time I may add on parties and fireworks. I only participated when I was younger and mom came with me. Now I just stay home and do whatever, namely study this fucking science. God I wish this was easier.

Going forward a few weeks I finally understand simple science stuff like dissection and the period table thing. I kept all my classes passing but science I'm doing great, gotta keep this up and I get it. My mom is still worried and my dad is oblivious. I don't have many more things to talk about, till next time.

Me again me. Wow I really hate myself Why did I do this. Oh yeah Lightbringer did theirs and then I heard about Security. I really need to like work on my thought process.. Oh this is recording? Huh well I digress.

I had just finished my classes to join the army. Goddess was I happy, my father even showed up for once, he was proud I did what he asked. He said nothing to me but nodded approvingly, mom well. Mom cried the entire time. She was so happy with me passing all the classes and was also sad I was going away soon. Somewhere around two weeks later I married that odd Unicorn she looked really nice and all but she still seemed off.

We uh, did the do later and I had to wait a bit to sign up cause those egg heads needed confirmation of the 'viability of my seed insemination' eugh creepy ass fucks. But apparently I'm a good planter cause I'm going to be a father to twins. Lovely girls or so they say. I just can't wait for my father's gift.

I'm leaving in two days. Wife is careless as her odd self usually is, I hope she doesn't mind, shit I never remember her name, I just call her wifey and sweetbuns when I want something. I hope my kids don't get a guy like me.. Fuck that I'm an awesome pony!

I leave for boot camp in a few hours, wife said good bye and made me promise to come home safe to her and the girls. That made me cry to be truthful. Mom would help them with whatever, she became engrossed with the thought of little fillies running amok. Even though I wanted one named Flittering to go with the weird F Wave thing we got going on, like c'mon gramps was Furious Wave, you got Flaunting wave, I got Floating Wave, why is Flittering odd? Or maybe cause the other is going to be called Poppie Wave. Weird ass wife with a weird was family thing for flowers.

Oh one more thing dad said after I do boot camp and make whatever I get it. Oh I don't wanna spoil it for you yet! Lets just say it's useable with my little leg toys. I was told they were very useful when I had them installed by some sweet Griffin buddies of dad.

Well it's a herd of assholes here. I hardly have me time, I got a few quizzical looks about the leg when I first came but after the drill suck-nut disabled it in two seconds flat thinking it was me being sly and cheating, only to turn out I'm missing an entire leg, I was very very very much a outlier in groups. Even in my own barracks. Asshole apologized and showed me some inner workings of it..

He felt so bad apparently he had me tugged out of an activity to have some one on one time to get to know me better and my abilities with it that by the time I realized he had his wing around my dick I was practically about to cum. Well I showed him exactly what the arm could do. I did get set to latrine duty and barracks clean up but gelding a rapist is a great and worthy feeling.

When the whole base learned what I did I got some friends, a funny little guy named Sparkle Dust that was aaaaaamazzzing at science and technology. A hulk of a Pegasus ironically called Somber Gust, ironic cause he was the life of everything. And a final sweet filly by the name of Closing Breeze, smelled of cherries no matter what we did, she also has a knack for laser weapons and helped me improve on those. We tried as often as possible to be grouped up and paired off it was nice to have friends again.

Last day of boot camp, I learned almost all of us were going into the army, except little Dust. He was actually the son of a higher up like me and he was going to captains camp for whatever reason. But myself, Gust, and Breeze were headed to Thunderhead to get farther training for surface stuff. I was apparently getting a new suit made for me, dad sent his regards and his gift was waiting with it. Oh yes the gift. What could it be? Well it's a sweet lovely thing. That you'll hear about later hahahah.

Thunderhead. Fuck. Its big. Its clean. Its. Not. Awesome. Like seriously I assumed there was like some badass tubes launching people everywhere and everything to be all egg headed. But no it kinda sucks... Breeze who has a parent here visited often and told me all the cool stuff about it. Wasn't convinced. She did promise me a night on the town after we got our gear.

Oh boy our gear, Breeze got a lighter suit of armour due to her size and less combat role being the main medic in our training squad. Gust the big fucker looked like a floating tank! Guy was armed and armoured up looking like a cannonball of science-y doom. And myself? I got a dark as Luna set of brand new Thunderhead set of power armour with trim matching my crimson wings. My daddy has lots of sway for me to get this.

Oh you think I wasn't going to tell you about the gift? Well now I am as promised. I got a break action revolver. A .45-70 to be exact. Now I didn't tell him to make it fireable from my mouth, I wanted to shoot it like a Griffin. And he did exactly what I wanted, I even got a little holster to tug it out of. Now you may say like a Griffin but that doesn't make sense ponies don't have fingers! Heh this pony does. Robo leg 1 Normal hoof 0.

My friends and the group were very impressed by my new gear, not even the trainer had gear like mine!. I felt special cause I was special And when I passed the training and was shipped away from my friends I couldn't care less. I even got bumped to a lieutenant dispite never being in actual combat! Life was good for me.

Then life. Heh life had a different view on things.

Author's Note

Thanks to Kkat for Fallout Equestria in it's entirety. Thanks to Somber for Project Horizons, I can't stress how much that made me cry and laugh.