Fallout Equestria: White Keep

“Started following your story a long time ago. Pulling the pieces together, take a bit of glue and elbow grease, figure out how it all comes together. And then ya die, and it all comes apart. So I think it's time to get the full story, now that we’ve snooped ya out. Your story’s one of the big ones, the story of the Wasteland. Same as Her’s. Story like that should start at the beginning, so I’ve got a question for ya. What made ya do it, that first time?”

“Well, that’s most certainly an out there question for sure. Is there somewhere specific you would prefer me to start? There’s my time before White Keep, during White Keep, or heck, I could maybe start in Detrot if you’d prefer.”

“The war wasn’t your beginning. Detrot wasn’t your beginning either. I sure as buckshot ain’t your beginning. Might have been your sob story, but ya got your start when ya got flown off to that fort. With your turkey, his shadow, the kid, and that walking paradox. So why don’t ya start as far back as ya can remember, at the beginning.”

“Well, it started in a hospital, and there was a bright lig—OW! That hurt!”

“Blue, be serious. Give me the skinny, we don’t have time for your flim flammery.”

“Okay, Okay… Just give me something to drink and I’ll be good to go, because this might take a while.”

“The Kid’ll get ya a drink, and I’ll get ya drunk, but those lips better get flapping or you’re gonna be drier than old bones in a prohibition cemetery.”

“Alright then, so we’ll start with that day we got picked up and dropped off at, well, what you called ‘The Fort,’ then. Get comfortable, and let me do my best to remember.”