Fallout Equestria: Memories

War, war never changes. Once upon a time in the magical land of Equestria, there came a day when the friendliness and kindness of the world gave way to greed and evil, and the end came, much as we had all predicted. The details are, trivial and pointless, the reasons, purely those of our own. Not enough resources, and to many people, be it zebra, pony, or otherwise.

The world was nearly wiped clean of life. A great cleansing, an atomic spark, struck by pony hooves, quickly raged out of control. Spears of balefire rained down from the sky upon those unlucky enough to be living in a large city or main trading center. Nuclear bombs were placed in the most important of places, Canterlot, Manehatten. Continents fell to flame, sinking beneath the great boiling oceans. Pony kind, was almost extinguished, their spirits becoming part of the harsh backround radiation that blanketed the wastes.

A quiet darkness had fallen upon the world, lasting hundreds of years. Few survived the terror, those who had though, had found the saftey of the stables. these stables opened once the darkness had passed, the stables opened, and the inhabitants went out to live their lives once again.

A long time ago, their was one said pony, who came to be known as the Stable Dweller, who had as the story goes, saved the world from a great evil in the south, where they were taking unicorns, and turning them into beasts, but in doing so, had lost many friends, and gave up a part of herself. In the end, she had chosen not to come back to her stable, but instead had chosen to live out the rest of her days within the Equestrian Wastes. She founded a village sometime or the other within her life, and over time the village's old name was lost, and gained the title New Ponyville. What happened to New Ponyville? Absolutely nothing, it's still there, hidden among the northern canyons, peaceful from the outside world.

But outside the village, the scars of the war still run deep, and Equestria has not forgiven pony kind.