//-------------------------------------------------------// FO:E - Equestria the Beautiful -by FireheartTheInferno- //-------------------------------------------------------// //-------------------------------------------------------// Prologue //-------------------------------------------------------// Prologue Fallout: Equestria - Equestria the Beautiful By Fire-Heart “War does not determine who is right — only who is left.” -Unknown Name’s Lance. Lance Longmane, to be precise. Former Captain of the R.E.A.F.--the Royal Equestrian Air Force, for those unfamiliar--and former Field Mechanic for the Shadowbolt strike team servin’ directly under General of the Air Forces, Rainbow Dash. I hope ‘er reputation still proceeds ‘er as a kingdom-renowned flier and war hero after all this time. I have a mighty lot to say ‘bout the state o’ things in this here recording. But first, let us talk about the big picture; about the end. Or rather, the end of the old world, my world, which I will endeavor to give context. Friendship. Friendship never changes...But ponies do. Ponies lost sight of what truly mattered: Honest to God respect for those unlike oneself by holdin’ off judgment n’ choosin’ to not “judge a book by its cover”, so to speak. Genuine communication with those folks ya didn’t get along with coupled with the importance of kindness in preventing conflict eroded with time, including the generosity to follow through with diplomacy. As my dad, Roan Longmane used to say, “Wars start when one side stops talking”. The Great War went on so long that loyalties wavered n’ eventually… some of us tragically forgot the sound o’ laughter. That or they simply didn’t live or stay sane long ‘nuff to. The Great War as it’s called n’ the miserable world that was left in the wake of the literal fallout is what followed our moral neglect...After all that, a charred husk o’ the world remained. Zebra n’ Pony folk got caught into a resource war that...turned into somethin’ uglier. More...frenzied n’ in a way, profoundly personal. ‘Specially for the Zebras. Just ‘bout every species was caught in its wake; Ponies, Zebras, Buffalo, Minotaurs, Pyrewolves, Dragons, Seaponies, Gryphons...Few were spared. The world was awash with boiled blood n’ deformed into a gruesome place known simply as “The Wasteland”--Well, as far as I can tell it's called that everywhere. Anyway, as one might expect, it's more specifically called the “Equestrian Wasteland” where it pertains to what was once Equestria. My home... It reminds me of Equestria’s National Anthem. ‘Always wells up tears in my eyes, that one. Excuse me… I just need a moment… ... Heh… ‘Natch, Equestria was vastly different back then in many respects… Ahhh… The nostalgia might as well be intoxicatin’. Forgive me if I presume, however, I wager many o’ you hearin’ this recording may not realize that Equestria today is practically unrecognizable to someone like me--Ha. Speakin’ o’ myself, for the moment I’ll say, I ain’t an over-two-century-old ghoul. I’ll address the matter regarding me still bein’ alive later--Now natural, healthy greens on foliage is not somethin’ I expected the world would be without, for instance… The Equestria I knew was teemin’ with life and brimmin’ with color. Now, most o’ what’s left ‘r dull greys, putrid greens, shabby browns, rust orange, shamble societies, pillaging druggies, lonely nomads, and malicious abominations twisted by a combination of magic and science lurkin’ in the dark. Perhaps we will have no more of such golden days as before. So much color n’ happiness has drained from the world, yet despite all the pain, agony, tragedy, n’ livin’ nightmares, hope endures. To get back to the heart o’ the matter, I’m keen on the idea that this is a story of hope, in spite o’ the odds. Regardless of whether or not fate exists--those of us who were there before the end--we of all ponies would know that though the means may change, ultimately this is ruddy certain; war, war never changes... Footnote: Lance Longmane - Level 1 Lance’s S.P.E.C.I.A.L.: Strength: 7 Perception: 6 Endurance: 6 Charisma: 6 Intelligence: 6 Agility: 6 Luck: 3 Tagged Skills: Repair, Guns, Unarmed Traits: Night Person: +1 Intelligence and +1 Perception between 6:00 P.M. and 6:00 A.M. -1 Intelligence and -1 Perception between 6:01 AM and 5:59 PM. Fast Metabolism: Your metabolic rate is twice as high as normal. You are much less resistant to radiation or poisoning, but your body heals faster. Failing to consume food at least once a day results in a (stacking) penalty of -1 to your STR and END. (Credit: Tofu – FOE: Outlaw) Author's Note Ladies n' gents, this is my first real foray into writing additions to the world of Fallout: Equestria. I hope I intrigued you and made a good impression, thus far. I'm currently busy with college, among other things, so please bear with me. Equestria the Beautiful https://camo.fimfiction.net/ecTMELRQ0RNdf3afxpgUa9YwbnhsfIZdc1XaP8Z66FY?url=https%3A%2F%2Fimages-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com%2Fi%2Fa023d5b0-5495-4037-b50a-818837258cb1%2Fd8rd5ga-d50d2b9a-d5b7-44c8-8637-0d321d164980.gif (https://www.deviantart.com/mobmotherscitah/art/Copyright-Rainbow-529692634) Fire-Heart Fallout: Equestria was written by Kkat. …