Fallout: Equestria (Ghetto Abridged Version)

Introduction

Back up in tha day, up in tha magical land of Equestria...

…there came a era when tha idealz of thang gave way ta greed, selfishness, paranoia n' a jealous reapin of dwindlin space n' natural resources.  Landz took up arms against they neighbors.   Da end of tha ghetto occurred much as our crazy asses had predicted -- tha ghetto was plunged tha fuck into a abyss of balefire n' dark magic.  Da details is trivial n' pointless. Da reasons, as always, purely our own. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch.  Da ghetto was nearly wiped clean of life.  A pimped out cleansing; a magical spark struck by pony hooves quickly raged outta control.  Megaspells drizzled from tha skies.  Entire landz was swallowed up in flames n' fell beneath tha boilin oceans.  Ponykind was almost extinguished, they spirits becomin part of tha ambient radiation dat blanketed tha lands.  A on tha down-low darknizz fell across tha ghetto. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass...

…But it was not, as some had predicted, tha end of tha ghetto. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka!  Instead, tha apocalypse was simply tha prologue fo' another bloody chapter up in pony history.  In tha early days, thousandz was spared tha horrorz of tha holocaust by takin refuge up in enormous underground sheltas known as Cribs.  But when they emerged, they had only tha hell of tha wastes ta greet em.  All except dem up in Crib Two.  For on dat fateful dizzle when spellfire drizzled from tha sky, tha giant steel door of Crib Two swung closed, n' never re-opened.

Fallout: Equestria