After finding a downed space ship, Courier 6 (aka Jacks) and his closest companion ED-E find an energetic pink pony that survived the crash. The pony agrees to join Jacks with the promise that he will find her a way home. What follows is a series of amazing, wild, and crazy adventures all across the Mojave desert. Friends are made, enemies are killed, parties are had, and Pinkie Pie-isk insanity ensues.

this is not a Fallout Equestria fic, nor is it an average fallout crossover.
(because lets face it, nothing is "average" if Pinkie is involved).

This will be written and updated whenever, so no deadlines on new chapters.

The Blue Angels: the greatest stunt pilot group on or above Earth. When one of their recruits is involved in a horrible mid-flight accident, the last thing he ever expected was being saved by a blue angel of his own...

^------------Inspired by this epic pic by johnjoseco.deviantart.com

WARNING: This story contains quite a bit of Applied and Theoretical Physics, so just a heads up! ^^;

Also contains strong language/suggestive content when appropriate
MAY become mature later on depending on reader feedback...which I do greatly appreciate and welcome :)

Further Story-related information may be found here:http://www.fimfiction.net/blog/92839

Song Playlist (warning, may contain spoilers!) :
Blue Angel Playlist

Blue Angel now has a TVTropes Page!

First comes awakening, then comes curiosity. Afterwards comes knowledge, then understanding. A simple path for all knowledge in the world, yet some is difficult to process.

Time, just like knowledge, has a path, and just like knowledge, Time depends on how you use it.

From seconds, to hours, to days and to years, it's all about how you spend it, and who you spend it with.

Believe me, I do wanna go home. The problem is... where's home? And what can I do here before I head back?

[A/N: Collab between KillerSteel and electreXcessive! We're each writing chapters in this story, and I'll be marking the chapters he and I wrote with our usernames. As such, if you see a pattern arrising from different writing styles, now you know why!

Also, I make references without knowing it sometimes. Maybe you'll come across a few?]

This story is a sequel to The Ambassador's Son

Lord Sapphire lays dead and Tacksworn is in ruins, but Chiphoof Irontail has come home to his adoptive father, Sharptooth the dragon. Amidst the destruction and chaos, the community and the circles of friendship within must rise again to face an uncertain future. The young scion of the Diamond Expanse Clan must now face his greatest threat as the forces of war build to a crescendo. With his friends by his side, together they will uncover forbidden mysteries and face off against ancient powers that have lain dormant for centuries.

My name is Simon "Ghost" Riley. I was part of Task Force 141, an elite group of soldiers composed of the best of the best. Our mission was to take down Makarov, the mastermind of Russian invasion of America. The team consistered of myself, Roach, Ozone, and Scarecrow with sniper support from Archer and Toad. We didn't find Makarov, but we did find a jackpot of information. On our way to the landing zone, Ozone and Scarecrow were killed by mortar fire while me and Roach managed to survive. I dragged him all the way to the LZ but fate had other plans in store for us, specifically death at the hands of our own commanding officer. Shot point-blank, the shock and blood loss made my vision blur as everything went dark. I couldn't feel my body or when I hit the ground, but I could smell the scent of something before flames engulfed the world. I tried to resist Death's offer, but in the end, I gave in. I welcomed his embrace, hoping that I'd finally find peace.

Instead, here I am, alive and kicking in a world full of bloody ponies.