All I ever wanted was to use my talents to protect the ponies I cared about. With confidence, good aim, and ponies I trust by my side, I was able to do just that in the small town of Millstone. But there are some things you can't always count on.

It's not unusual for a pony to run from her past here in the Wasteland. I just didn't know I was running.

Written for the June 2013 Pre-Reader Battle.

A contribution to the 500 member writing contest in Fallout Equestria, under the theme "At the Sea." Drifting somewhere in the marediterranean, a lone AI has been charged with taking care of a nuclear submarine until such time as the crew are freed from stasis. The intelligence, fond of the name Rusty, has grown increasingly lonely and desperate in the years following armageddon. In his desperate and only occasionally crazed radio broadcasts, he makes contact with a friendly vessel for the first time in over a hundred years and remembers just what hope feels like.

Bittersweet has had problems sleeping for as long as she can remember. Unable to function properly in the workings of a normal adult life, she spends her days at the Manehattan Psychiatric Hospital trapped between the different states of her affliction. But when Equestria is suddenly destroyed at the peak of its war against the Zebra Empire, Bittersweet is forced to deal with the conditions of a harsh new world.

For the Fallout: Equestria group's 500 member writing competition, using the theme "before the bombs."

Almost having been born into the group of elite killers and do-gooders, Simmer finds that he's not sure whether or not he even wants to join their ranks, but is it really up to him?

(With a new year comes new life)

This is a story about new beginnings and trying to forget a past life. Sorry no gore, just a simple story of making new friends and the official adoption of Dusty as my daughter.

At the end of the war, after the blast of balefire tore his city asunder, a ghoulified Zebra is left to question if his actions were right, and if his punishment is as fitting as the stars have implied it to be. He will have to fight for his life after losing everything, but is there really something left to hope for in the hellish lands that he inhabits, or will he be doomed to an existence of suffering for his sins?

A short Fallout: Equestria sidestory written in an attempt to see how I can do without some of the things I always rely on with a normal fic. I would love to hear any sort of feedback on it, positive or negative, but overall I hope you enjoy it all the same.

Here's a fantastic reading of it done by Plagen Shiki over on youtube if you want to listen along!

In the sands of the San Palomino Desert sits Stable 12. Unopened for nearly 200 years, the Stable promises a wealth of arcane and technological discoveries to any who may find a way to pry out the secrets within. None know what is inside the Stable, or if its inhabitants yet live, but many have set out to find answers while none have returned.

A dark night leads to a darker decision for one Decanus and her troops.

S.A.T.S.

The Stable-Tec Assisted Targeting Spell is a marvel of design, adding certainty to a very uncertain process - combat. With it, you can figure out how likely you are to hit, how likely you are to disable your target. It'll alert you if something which poses an imminent threat to you has sight of you. And it'll do even more in the near future.

But not every head of Stable-Tec believes that the company should be in the fire control business.

(A one-shot written to get the idea out of my head. This story requires familiarity with Fallout Equestria and Project Horizons.)

A young colt embarks on an epic quest to find a ghost pirate's treasure. In his endeavors he must travel almost a mile from home, battle seemingly insurmountable odds in hoof-to-hoof combat and risk never tasting sweetroll again.