The year is 1957. The country of Equestria and all countries surrounding it, near and far, have been industrialized for a very long period of time. Gone are the days when the streets were filled with ponies dragging along wooden carts filled with their cargo. Now, everypony's driving a car, a truck, or even a motorcycle. Planes flew overhead, trying to avoid the pegasi who were pushing clouds around to get ready for or to remove the week's storms. The vehicles ran on magic, but homes were powered by electricity, power stations harnessing the dangerous power of a thunderbolt. Telephones have all but erased the need to send letters to friends and family. But, not everything was going as well as thought.
Equestria was in the middle of what would be later named the Cold War with Hooviet Russia. Both had nuclear weapons at their disposal, ready to attack if attacked. Everypony in Equestria was in the middle of the Red Scare, where all the ponies feared that those who followed the beliefs of communism would come in and change the whole country. Schools played informational videos on what to do under the circumstance that Equestria is bombed. Our story starts in the middle of all of this off the coast of Trotwell. This is the story of one filly's adventures with a 50 foot tall robot.
This is the story of the Iron Pony.