The Fall of the Sunby The ToasterChaptersThe Collapse of the Solar EmpireThe Union of Trot-skiers and RevolutionariesEquestrian Union StateThe Collapse of the Solar Empire Not Long ago, the Solar Empire was a land of vast opportunity and promise, while the world burned in the flames of the Chrysalis campaigns. Our ponies enjoyed decades of peace and prosperity beyond compare. Due to incompetence, resource overruns and weariness of troops, the Solar Empire's intervention in the Changeling aggression was effectively paralyzed. Then, a few months later, the citizens of Equestria would wake up with images of real troops marching through the streets of the crystalline capital of the Allied empire. In the North, the war was over, but here Equestria, our misfortune had just begun. When the dust settled, most of the north remained dominated by Chrysalis, and the rest by Trot-Skian and revanchist Unionists. As a ruler, Celestia was truly alone. With poverty, devastating the land of freedom, young and radical Pony's left their homelands to fight in the diverse civil wars that dominated much of the world, and when they returned and saw their hungry families and confiscated fields, they were eager to ignite the flames of discontent and anger at the government in fires of revolution. With Union protests in various parts of the country and the inevitable crash of the economy, Celestia and the Senate saw no solution but to order Shinning Armor, the "Equestrian Sombra", in power. These would be the last breaths for a doomed nation. At the end of that year, Senator Filthy Rich, addressed the citizens of Equestria, and in a fervent radio speech, called the Solar Empire, a "Dead Nation". Joining his cause, several states in the south rejected the dictates of our sovereign and senate, and formed an 'Equestrian Union State', promising to end the corrupt government that brought the nation to ruin. This radical movement was followed by Trot-Skians and Revolutionaries in the north, who formed an 'Equestrian Workers Union', controlling the regions of the great lakes in the north around Fillydelphia. Fearing that the conflict would take over, the Western Territories split and declared themselves the Pacific States of Equestria, with Chicoltgo as head of their 'real government', and marched their divisions east, to guard the borders and maintain the Status-quo in that region. Almost overnight, one of the last beams of freedom in the world collapsed, in the revolutionary chaos that had dominated the Griffin Empire, Saddle Arabia and the Crystal Empire. Brother took arms against brother Fathers against their foals, and villages and cities across the nation have become blazing war zones. Bitterest words have never been said in the history of Equestria. The First Equestrian Civil War had begun. The Shattered Solar Empire is now limited to cities encircled by militias and royal guards loyal to Celestia and Shinning Armor. Surrounded on all sides, solar troops fight in a desperate retreat to safeguard their supply lines for loyal troops in the northeast, being attacked day and night in the ruins of the once proud nation's former glory. Our cause seems long lost. But if we go back to remembering decades ago. In the war of unification. Celestia's Royal Guards were swept by the mountains, only to return over the northern rivers and against all odds deliver a glorious victory in Canterlot! Our descendants fought on beside her, and so shall we! We will unite against these rebels and bring the law of order back to our great nation! So salute the flag, friends and foals! For our homes, for our families, For our future! We will fight on! As our forefathers did! We proclaim this sacred oath! Down with traitors! Forward to the sun! DOWN TO TRAITORS! FOWARD TO THE SUN! Author's Note I returned! (kind of) This is one of my ideas that I put into practice, recently I joined the Kaiserreich community, and I had a blast with everything and was inspired to do a version in Equestria. This is more for me to have some fun with the idea and for me to warm up my fervor of writing, I hope you like it! The Union of Trot-skiers and Revolutionaries Not Long ago, the Solar Empire was a land of vast opportunities and promise, opportunity; for the wealthy elite children, promise; for the rich to rule like spoiled barons. Comrades, I saw a different Equestria. I saw, A Solar Empire, where the poor live in disgrace, misery and servitude. Slaves in everything but name. I have seen boundless hunger and gluttony eating away at the foundation of our once glorious nation. Slowly corroded by the stains of imperialism. The heart of the market, where there once was compassion and brotherhood, replaced by greed. Kindness for mistrust and suspicion. When we formed the first continental congress of the working class, we were able to see the true face of the Solar Empire. I saw Stallions, Mares. I saw Unicorns, Earth ponies and Pegasus. All killed in cold blood by thugs from Celestia and the wealthy Barons. The Equestrian worker, betrayed, chained, enslaved. They thought that they won the war against the workers of Equestria, they thought that their actions had guaranteed the total submission of the poor. And when Applejack returned from her successful revolutions abroad, she knew, that our time had come. 'Martial law' would be the last insult to the working class. The Political Hunt by the 'Equestrian Sombra' was the last straw against the proletariat. We rose up. And the Sun at Fillydelphia dawned over thousands of comrades carrying the scarlet flag of REVOLUTION! Tell our 'Sombra'! Tell Filthy Rich! Tell Celestia and her barons! The revolution is coming home! Break the chains! BREAK THE CHAINS! Author's Note Small but powerfull Equestrian Union State A long time ago, Solar Empire was a nation of great opportunity and promise. It was a country that I loved and kept warm in my heart. But that was a long time ago. The reason why I am writing this letter son, is for you to understand why your father went and done the things he did. Depending on how this war turns, we can return home as heroes, or as traitors. I have already made peace with myself and I am already prepared for whatever comes. But nothing more or less, I want you to hear this story for me. When I was a little Foal, my family and I had a small farm there in Ponyville, it was a wonderful place. My little brother and I loved walking the Everfree forest with our dog, Rover. One day he and I were playing catch with Rover, when my brother accidentally hit Rover with the bat. He was always a sweetie, nobody expected him to snap the way he did with us. His mouthfuls were deep and long in my brother's hoof, Doctor Redheart said that the bites fractured my brother's bones, and he has never been able to walk properly since. When my brother and I came home, crying and bleeding, my dad didn't have to think twice before doing what had to be done. He took Rover, lovable Rover, and dragged him to the back of our shed and set the record straight with his magic. He took the ashes of what was left of Rover himself and spread it on the farm, but we couldn't believe it. My father had loved Rover with all his might since he was a child, and he had never left his side. But when he saw us returning from that state because of Rover, he had not a hint of hesitation in his eyes. I obviously asked him later; 'Dad, why did you do that on Rover? He didn't do anything because he wanted to, it was an accident. ' What my father said that day has stayed with me ever since. 'Like Anypony son, when a dog goes bad, there is no coming back.' he said. 'That dog was now a danger to you and your brother.' My father loved Rover with all his might, but he loved us more. It happened a long time ago. We don't have that farm anymore. With the fall in the value of Bits and the beginning of the war, banks closed our farm during this period, taking my father spinning on the edge. We found him years after being left without any news from the old man. We found him in the room, hanging. I think that blow after Mom's death was too much for the old man's pride and sanity. You see son, just because we fight with them, it doesn't mean they are bad Ponys. Many of us don't even know why we are fighting. I am not a graduate of any major university of `Phillydelphia or a fucking politician in Canterlot. But your father has seen things. When you were a little Foal, I volunteered at the Crystal Empire, I saw closely what happens when these revolutionaries try to seize power, in their twisted vision of doing the right thing, they destroy everything we hold dearest. And the forces of 'Crystal Guard' were a full plate for ambitious and greedy generals. AppleJack, The Supreme Leader. Shinning Armor, the Equestrian Sombra. I saw it at Crystal Castle and here at home too. Fillydelphia, Chicoltgo and Cantelot got bad and it's up to us to put them down. I placed my trust in Senator Filthy Rich, and in The Equestrian Union State. The Loyalists are shields for the wealthy of Canterlot, and the Trost-skits are rabid Diamond dogs, ready to plunder and tear our nation apart. Filthy Rich, is the only Stallion ready to defend our rights. The Equestrian Union State is not the best option, it is the ONLY option. And we will fight until none of us are over. If Faust willing, we strive to give that kingdom a future. I love Equestria son, but I love you MORE! And I fight for you to be a citizen under the constitution! And not a servant of the barons of Canterlot! We march north like traitors BUT WE WILL GO HOME AS KINGS! Author's Note
The Collapse of the Solar Empire Not Long ago, the Solar Empire was a land of vast opportunity and promise, while the world burned in the flames of the Chrysalis campaigns. Our ponies enjoyed decades of peace and prosperity beyond compare. Due to incompetence, resource overruns and weariness of troops, the Solar Empire's intervention in the Changeling aggression was effectively paralyzed. Then, a few months later, the citizens of Equestria would wake up with images of real troops marching through the streets of the crystalline capital of the Allied empire. In the North, the war was over, but here Equestria, our misfortune had just begun. When the dust settled, most of the north remained dominated by Chrysalis, and the rest by Trot-Skian and revanchist Unionists. As a ruler, Celestia was truly alone. With poverty, devastating the land of freedom, young and radical Pony's left their homelands to fight in the diverse civil wars that dominated much of the world, and when they returned and saw their hungry families and confiscated fields, they were eager to ignite the flames of discontent and anger at the government in fires of revolution. With Union protests in various parts of the country and the inevitable crash of the economy, Celestia and the Senate saw no solution but to order Shinning Armor, the "Equestrian Sombra", in power. These would be the last breaths for a doomed nation. At the end of that year, Senator Filthy Rich, addressed the citizens of Equestria, and in a fervent radio speech, called the Solar Empire, a "Dead Nation". Joining his cause, several states in the south rejected the dictates of our sovereign and senate, and formed an 'Equestrian Union State', promising to end the corrupt government that brought the nation to ruin. This radical movement was followed by Trot-Skians and Revolutionaries in the north, who formed an 'Equestrian Workers Union', controlling the regions of the great lakes in the north around Fillydelphia. Fearing that the conflict would take over, the Western Territories split and declared themselves the Pacific States of Equestria, with Chicoltgo as head of their 'real government', and marched their divisions east, to guard the borders and maintain the Status-quo in that region. Almost overnight, one of the last beams of freedom in the world collapsed, in the revolutionary chaos that had dominated the Griffin Empire, Saddle Arabia and the Crystal Empire. Brother took arms against brother Fathers against their foals, and villages and cities across the nation have become blazing war zones. Bitterest words have never been said in the history of Equestria. The First Equestrian Civil War had begun. The Shattered Solar Empire is now limited to cities encircled by militias and royal guards loyal to Celestia and Shinning Armor. Surrounded on all sides, solar troops fight in a desperate retreat to safeguard their supply lines for loyal troops in the northeast, being attacked day and night in the ruins of the once proud nation's former glory. Our cause seems long lost. But if we go back to remembering decades ago. In the war of unification. Celestia's Royal Guards were swept by the mountains, only to return over the northern rivers and against all odds deliver a glorious victory in Canterlot! Our descendants fought on beside her, and so shall we! We will unite against these rebels and bring the law of order back to our great nation! So salute the flag, friends and foals! For our homes, for our families, For our future! We will fight on! As our forefathers did! We proclaim this sacred oath! Down with traitors! Forward to the sun! DOWN TO TRAITORS! FOWARD TO THE SUN! Author's Note I returned! (kind of) This is one of my ideas that I put into practice, recently I joined the Kaiserreich community, and I had a blast with everything and was inspired to do a version in Equestria. This is more for me to have some fun with the idea and for me to warm up my fervor of writing, I hope you like it!
The Union of Trot-skiers and Revolutionaries Not Long ago, the Solar Empire was a land of vast opportunities and promise, opportunity; for the wealthy elite children, promise; for the rich to rule like spoiled barons. Comrades, I saw a different Equestria. I saw, A Solar Empire, where the poor live in disgrace, misery and servitude. Slaves in everything but name. I have seen boundless hunger and gluttony eating away at the foundation of our once glorious nation. Slowly corroded by the stains of imperialism. The heart of the market, where there once was compassion and brotherhood, replaced by greed. Kindness for mistrust and suspicion. When we formed the first continental congress of the working class, we were able to see the true face of the Solar Empire. I saw Stallions, Mares. I saw Unicorns, Earth ponies and Pegasus. All killed in cold blood by thugs from Celestia and the wealthy Barons. The Equestrian worker, betrayed, chained, enslaved. They thought that they won the war against the workers of Equestria, they thought that their actions had guaranteed the total submission of the poor. And when Applejack returned from her successful revolutions abroad, she knew, that our time had come. 'Martial law' would be the last insult to the working class. The Political Hunt by the 'Equestrian Sombra' was the last straw against the proletariat. We rose up. And the Sun at Fillydelphia dawned over thousands of comrades carrying the scarlet flag of REVOLUTION! Tell our 'Sombra'! Tell Filthy Rich! Tell Celestia and her barons! The revolution is coming home! Break the chains! BREAK THE CHAINS! Author's Note Small but powerfull
Equestrian Union State A long time ago, Solar Empire was a nation of great opportunity and promise. It was a country that I loved and kept warm in my heart. But that was a long time ago. The reason why I am writing this letter son, is for you to understand why your father went and done the things he did. Depending on how this war turns, we can return home as heroes, or as traitors. I have already made peace with myself and I am already prepared for whatever comes. But nothing more or less, I want you to hear this story for me. When I was a little Foal, my family and I had a small farm there in Ponyville, it was a wonderful place. My little brother and I loved walking the Everfree forest with our dog, Rover. One day he and I were playing catch with Rover, when my brother accidentally hit Rover with the bat. He was always a sweetie, nobody expected him to snap the way he did with us. His mouthfuls were deep and long in my brother's hoof, Doctor Redheart said that the bites fractured my brother's bones, and he has never been able to walk properly since. When my brother and I came home, crying and bleeding, my dad didn't have to think twice before doing what had to be done. He took Rover, lovable Rover, and dragged him to the back of our shed and set the record straight with his magic. He took the ashes of what was left of Rover himself and spread it on the farm, but we couldn't believe it. My father had loved Rover with all his might since he was a child, and he had never left his side. But when he saw us returning from that state because of Rover, he had not a hint of hesitation in his eyes. I obviously asked him later; 'Dad, why did you do that on Rover? He didn't do anything because he wanted to, it was an accident. ' What my father said that day has stayed with me ever since. 'Like Anypony son, when a dog goes bad, there is no coming back.' he said. 'That dog was now a danger to you and your brother.' My father loved Rover with all his might, but he loved us more. It happened a long time ago. We don't have that farm anymore. With the fall in the value of Bits and the beginning of the war, banks closed our farm during this period, taking my father spinning on the edge. We found him years after being left without any news from the old man. We found him in the room, hanging. I think that blow after Mom's death was too much for the old man's pride and sanity. You see son, just because we fight with them, it doesn't mean they are bad Ponys. Many of us don't even know why we are fighting. I am not a graduate of any major university of `Phillydelphia or a fucking politician in Canterlot. But your father has seen things. When you were a little Foal, I volunteered at the Crystal Empire, I saw closely what happens when these revolutionaries try to seize power, in their twisted vision of doing the right thing, they destroy everything we hold dearest. And the forces of 'Crystal Guard' were a full plate for ambitious and greedy generals. AppleJack, The Supreme Leader. Shinning Armor, the Equestrian Sombra. I saw it at Crystal Castle and here at home too. Fillydelphia, Chicoltgo and Cantelot got bad and it's up to us to put them down. I placed my trust in Senator Filthy Rich, and in The Equestrian Union State. The Loyalists are shields for the wealthy of Canterlot, and the Trost-skits are rabid Diamond dogs, ready to plunder and tear our nation apart. Filthy Rich, is the only Stallion ready to defend our rights. The Equestrian Union State is not the best option, it is the ONLY option. And we will fight until none of us are over. If Faust willing, we strive to give that kingdom a future. I love Equestria son, but I love you MORE! And I fight for you to be a citizen under the constitution! And not a servant of the barons of Canterlot! We march north like traitors BUT WE WILL GO HOME AS KINGS! Author's Note
