Fallout Equestria: Thorncroft

by ErrantIndy


Prologue

War. War never changes

Ponies and zebras stood opposed to each other long ago. Ghouls and those folk with luxury to remember history say it was a scarcity of resources that brought balefire and poison sweeping across the world. I’m not an especially smart creature and I wasn’t there, so I’m not going to say they were wrong. But I know they aren’t completely right either.

Ponies and zebras hated each other on a more personal level. It was their fear of the each other, the unknown. Journals, posters, books, and memory orbs scream it at any creature that’ll take a look. Maybe their prejudice didn’t pull release levers and turn the keys, but it did fan the balefires.

Two centuries and an excessive amount of balefire later, and we haven’t learned a thing.

Far in the East of Equestria, beyond Hoofington and even Stalliongrad, are, or at least were, the Royal Provinces of Kansass and Missurrey. Kansass had been given to donkeys and mules fleeing the prejudice of their homeland of Asinus. They were adherents of the Royal Sisters. Loving them as much as they loved ordinary ponies, hence the mules and their major reason leaving Asinus. Celestia awarded them land and a place in Equestria. And they lived happily for many centuries.

The ponies of Missurrey were not happy.

The immigrants to Kansass were recipients of some of the best farm land in that corner of Equestria. The ponies protested to the Princess, but she would have none of it. Missurrey had enough arable land but it also had trade and industry that the donkey and mules of Kansass did not. The ponies seethed but knew they would not get help from above.

Then the balefire came,

And then things got worse...

~ ~ ~

Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.

At the moment, I’m not sure about a lot of things.

What I can be pretty sure of is: folks are supposed to have two working eyes.

I stopped beside the pond for a moment, glancing down at the reflection. The creature in the water still had only one eye. The one on the left was bleeding pulp. I’d made myself stop touching it a while ago, along with its larger, matching wound on the back side of my skull. That one wasn’t much better than my eye.

I leaned down and smelt the water. I don’t know why really. It smelt okay. I took a couple of tentative sips; it also tasted okay. I drank my fill and stayed at the water’s edge, resting. I looked down at the creature in the water.

Another thing I was fairly certain of is that no creature’s supposed to meander about the great wide open as messed up as I was.

I could see more wounds, freshly healed or healing. All down my grey hide I’d been cut, bitten, and burned. I’d been bleeding from my rump a while back, but I don’t think about that. I’d even had chunks bitten and torn from long ears. I figured I should have been dead at some point.

However, something I was dead set about was that I should know how I got this way.

Who those dead ponies and that dead donkey I’d woken amongst were.

What that dead mare had been doing curled around me while empty bottles lay in front of my muzzle.

Where the hell I was.

Why I was so sure I had to head on the straight course, I’d been following for days.

Oh, and my name would be good at some point.

Like I said, I’m unsure about a lot of things...

Footnote

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S.P.E.C.I.A.L.

Strength: 7
Perception: 6
Endurance: 8
Charisma: 4
Intelligence: 6
Agility: 6
Luck: 3

Traits:

Heavy Hooved: You stomp harder, not better. Your attacks are very brutal, but lack finesse. You rarely cause a critical hit, but you always do more melee damage. Really, with your luck what could you hope for?

Prairie Paranormal: This unleashes the most bizarre and silly elements of post-apocalyptic Equestria. Not for the faint of heart or the serious of temperament. All that empty space and corn fields can’t mean anything good...

Not Right in the Head: Someone’s messed you up bad, rattled yer noggin, given you a street corner lobotomy. Things may come back; things may not. But, hey! It’s free!





This fanfiction is based on Fallout Equestria by Kkat; a familiarity with the source material may aid your understanding.

You can read Fallout Equestria by Kkat on Equestria Daily.


The Fallout: Equestria logo used above was designed by DotRook, who, according to the original deviantArt page, allows usage in supplementary materials created for and associated with the series. Images really do make a difference, so he has our eternal gratitude and respect.



If you enjoy Fallout Equestria Side Stories, you will want to check the Fallout Equestria Side Stories post on Equestria Daily and the Fallout Equestria Side Stories thread on Ponychan



The Ponychan group is also a hatching ground that you can join if you want to share your experience, writing, or comments with us.

A grateful thanks goes to all the folk at the FOE protodoc hatching ground for their help and review, especially Kibugamikenzo. Much of this could not have been possible without them. The rest of it is all my doing...mostly the bad.