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// It's Just a Test Run 
// Story: Fallout Equestria: Final Message 
// by errant 
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Vinyl Scratch lay on the silk covers of her bed. Of course, it wasn't really her bed. It was in the Stable, it was in the room she had been given, and she was laying on it, but it wasn't really hers. It was too . . . lonely. No matter how nice it was, it just wasn't right without Octavia.

Groaning, she rolled to her hooves. The sterile metal surfaces gleamed, practically reflecting her own self back at her. She pushed the feeling of being trapped in a shiny box to the back of her mind and sat down in front of the terminal that graced her small desk. A few quick hoofstrokes had opened up its menus and she swiftly navigated them, finding the right one to let her compose a terminal message.



Hey, Tavi! How are things over in Stable 101? 

Hopefully its a little more exciting then things here. We’ve been on this “test run” for a week now and its honestly pretty boring. A lot of ponies are getting antsy. Have you heard anything about when they’re planning on letting us back out?



Did that message sound alright? Would the Ministry of Morale label it as being seditious? After a few seconds of consideration, Vinyl pressed "send." A happy beep signaled that it had gone through.

If they didn't like it, too bad. She was down here and they were up there. And no matter how much she tried to lie to herself, she couldn't shake the feeling that those facts weren't going to change anytime soon. But she would hope. For Tavi's sake, if not for her own.









Hello, Vinyl,

No, I’m afraid things are quite dull here as well. I’m just grateful that I had time to bring my cello with me. 
I have asked our Overmare several times about when this trial will be complete, but she either doesn’t know or isn’t allowed to say. Have you tried asking yours?

Love,
Octavia