They're out of job, out of ammo, and out of New Mexico.

When machine replaced their job, they retaliate the only way they could. Shoot 'em all. Like any other plan made by their helmeted friend. It backfires. The flames burned them to another problem, and another land. A land that shares similarities to their Badlands. Dead trees, scorched sand, and exchange of gunfire. Equestrian Wasteland.

There, they walk a road to intervene an old grudge. The same hatred that sent the realm they reside into the hellhole it is now.

Your past is something you have to live with. A reality of life. Every success, every decision, every mistake, will live in your past. They will always stay there. You cannot escape it.

This is the tale of a pony who thought his past was blown away by the winds of time. He is testing a new design of the Steel Ranger armor created as part of a mysterious project, when a series of events lands him underneath a collapsed outpost for 200 years. With hardly any memories and only the wasteland to greet him, Razor must set out with his new, and slightly unusual, friend, Paragon, to recover his lost past. However, your past can be filled with all kinds of secrets, secrets that can tear your world apart.

This is an unofficial side story (that means it is not endorsed, or probably even known, by kkat) to kkat's Fallout: Equestria. If you haven't read it (meaning Fallout: Equestria) yet, I definitely recommend it, and many plot details will be missed in this story. Huge thanks to HeroeDeLaVida for help with plot and characterization, and Fiendofthet for help with proofreading and editing. Couldn't do this without you guys!

Note: This story is currently being rewritten. I've finished chapters 1, 2, and 3, and am working on chapter 4. Because of this, this story is sort of on hiatus in that it will be a while before the next new chapter. Please bear with me as I'm updating the story.

It's like forgetting the words to your favorite song.

One un-sunny day in Wasteland Equestria a ghoul wakes to find himself in a world far from the one he remembers. His true name lost, he stumbles into an unforgiving broken world in hopes of finding his way back home. But the wasteland is a vengeful siren with a love for overkill, stopping at nothing until it gets what it wants - his unfortunate soul.

Warning - Contains gore, violence, dug use, sexual themes, heavy weapon use, and other subjects not recommended for a light stomach audience. Reader discretion advised.

Special thanks to KKat for merging two worlds into a fantastic mix of cute, crazy, and creepy. But most of all for taking those parts and creating a story that has left a mark in the hearts of many readers, fans, and aspiring writers.

Another special thanks to my wonderful pre-readers whose names shall be added as soon as I get the okay to attach their names onto such an embarrassing yet fun piece of work.

Logo by drawponies

Stop me if you’ve heard this before. A man wakes up with a blinding headache and no knowledge of where he is or how he got there. Furthermore, it turns out that the world that he’s found himself in is populated by Technicolor ponies. However, there’s a glitch in the matrix. This world is not the Equestria of old where peace and harmony reigned supreme. No, this is the Equestrian Wasteland. A place where ponies struggle for their survival against bands of murderous raiders, xenophobic Enclave pegasi, and mutated monsters of all shapes and sizes. Luckily, this man’s name is Ethan Smith, aka The Lone Wanderer, aka that Crazy Son of a Bitch. Join him on his crazy quest to find a way back to his home in the Capital Wasteland, and with any luck make Equestria a brighter place along the way.

A side story to Light Wanderings and Dark Wanderings but neither have to be read in order to enjoy this.