6436402 He said why he's changing the title Here the entire story is actually split into five books.

Well well well... Rampage is truly unkillable...
Sweet shits ahoy, what is she?

I can't wait to find out!
And Blueblood... bastard as shithead.

Good work on this! And awesome job, can't wait for more!

Well well well... Rampage is truly unkillable...
Sweet shits ahoy, what is she?

I can't wait to find out!
And Blueblood... bastard as shithead.

Good work on this! And awesome job, can't wait for more!

Thanks for keeping this in one book here, on FimFic

The world turned white.

I am guessing struck by lightning. Cause BJ can't get anymore unlucky.

You got struck by lightning, Blackjack. Right in the PipBuck.

I fucking knew it!

We thought to hide... okay, I wanted us to hide in there but…

Why would Rampage hide? She can't die, she'll feel the pain but it is not like she hasn't before. So why hide from ghouls her armor would cut up?

you again then he’s got another think coming and the very idea of him hurting you just wanna…

"thing"

Jetstream grinned up at me with a faintly blushing and awkward-looking Vanity sitting beside her.

Love triangles hurt.

I can only pray that someday, somehow, she retrieves these. I held them for her, as I swore I would.

Hmmmm, Maripony? But Maripony was the place of Twilight's I.M.P. research.

Awww gawd dammit, someone liked this story putting the total likes at "1102". Time for someone to unlike it. I find the story having "1101" likes oddly poetic for some reason.

Okay! Everyone come clean! Who sang along with Blackjack?

Also... I'm a lot more sad about Roses's death than I would've thought.

Having read all of Project Horizons over the last couple weeks, I've noticed that, in comparison to Blackjack, pretty much every action hero seems like a huge pansy. Whodathunk that horse words would be so badass?

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I sang it once as i read it for the first time....
But then i went back and sang it aloud to see if i could make it work... i did. XD

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Me, I grinned with what Somber & co. did with that song.

Same, even considering her past she was trying to do better and was a casualty courtesy of the Wasteland.

6444042 Actually, it IS supposed to be think.

"If you THINK you're going to get away with this, you've got another THINK coming."

The fact that a classic rock song uses 'thing' instead has no bearing on the actual phrase. It's basically the same as saying "Think again, <insert insult of choice here>."

this chapter made me squee multiple times due to the sheer intensity of the references.

This chapter was funny, heartwrenching, dark, and action-packed all at the same time!

“He cut off your head!” I groaned.
She just looked at me with a smirk that didn’t reach her eyes. “Eh, I got better.”

Why does this remind me of this...

You might be overdoing them a tad, at least in this chapter, but I realize that ghouls are a very effective storytelling opportunity from the games, a way to get info about the pre-war world alongside letters, audio recordings and memory orbs, and that FoE really underutilized them. That scene with the pegasus nursemaid is a perfect example of the things you can do with them.

So Deus's backstory was a great thing to get. I did not expect Glory to be the turkey. (It was funny until I remembered where they first found her; why must the Wasteland shit on her so hard. D:) And I'm pleased that BJ gets to experience fighting without her Get-Out-of-the-Wasteland-Free card, but I'm noticing a trend of her waking up alone after getting nearly killed again and again. <.<

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Noted, sir! :D

6747481 I think this was the start of Vanity becoming a favorite among the Marauders for me, but cemented more later on. (On which note: there was the not jumping into memory orbs when it would be a really inappropriate time. Yes, our characters (okay, basically just Blackjack) is learning (maybe).) But more than that, Harpica became one of my favorite side characters, in that I was always just so happy whenever she'd show up again, even if she wasn't really doing much compared to other characters in the scene. I think she might have had a similar effect on me as Sonata Dusk did on a huge portion of people.

R.I.P Roses!

Great chapter btw! :)

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, hot damn, it’s time to get my toaster fixed!” And with that the music resumed. I blinked in confusion. His toaster fixed?

Love it! That damn toaster repair pony sure knows how to properly service the equipment. Even if she is not a clever pony.

I kinda thought that would be the end of rampage and she would die like steal hooves

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i did. aloud at that. it was a good song.

Roses' death was really predictable, imo. As soon as I heard that the gang was heading to Chapel with Roses and Thorn, I knew that Thorn would become an orphan, because it's a Crusader base. Pretty meh. Would have been nice if the unexpected happened and everyone actually got to live for once.

Also no regret or even any much mention from Blackjack. She seemed not to care that Roses died, which I thought she would considering that Roses was trying to do better, at least.

When rampage got her head cut off i thought it wad gonns be another steelhooves

The rain dripped in streaks along my glasses as we trudged along the road northeast towards Chapel.

When did she get glasses? the fuq

She just looked at me with a smirk that didn’t reach her eyes. “Eh, I got better.”

What the fuck, the actual fuck. I thought she was a canterlot ghoul but....

PLEASE JUST LET LITTLEPIP AND BLACKJACK MEET UP!!

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Dude. She survived being a pilgrim. How would a chopped off head be any worse than laser disintegration?

Security Cunt, I know it’s you reading this. I know because any other fucker is blown to bloody chunks. That’s good. This orb has a little message from me to you. Look at it. Don’t. I don’t give a fuck. But I want every bitch and bastard to get what they deserve. Especially you. Especially him. Especially me. From the pits of hell, fuck you Security.

D

What a wonderful and sincere message

Princess Luna was standing there, watching me.

First the museum. Then here.
That blue invisiblity Alicorn sure does seem to like keeping tabs on her...

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, hot damn, it’s time to get my toaster fixed!” And with that the music resumed. I blinked in confusion. His toaster fixed?
“I guess he really likes his toast,” I muttered cluelessly.

Homage... never change.
Must be some yummy toast from your toaster repair pony

“Just think of it as really intense surgery. The procedure is head amputation.” Okay, that got a little crooked smile.

I don't know what scares me more.
That she has so many mundane fears, even if knives.
Or that the idea of pretending to use surgery as a murder tool appeals to her more then using a knife.

Then she immediately blushed and added,

Okay, hold the phone! How can a ghoul, something with no pulse, blush?
You have to have running blood to blush.

Dang! Bluey was still kicking?
Man, that guy was too chivalrous to die.
Though I never would have imagined a FoE version of him to have actual dueling skills.

I can't imagine...well actually, now I can, what it would be like to go through all this shit AND have a cold!
The thought that she might have been a good musician if not for her place in the stable...I really enjoyed that.

OMG THE PIPBUCK! A cold, naked, in the House of the Dead, AND the Pipbuck is dead. Someone really hates you Blackjack.

Another, Blackjack wakes up from near death in a situation where she has to kill her way to safey...situation. CLASSIC!
You know it's going to be good when Blackjack starts singing( the cello scene excluded). I love these parts!

Rose...
Also...it wonder how weird it would be if Rampage held aloft her own head and said. "Alas, poor Rampage! I knew her well..."
On a scale from 1 to 10.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, hot damn, it’s time to get my toaster fixed!” And with that the music resumed. I blinked in confusion. His toaster fixed?

Lewd.

that "secret super Stable" line reminded me of a scene in FE: Scootaloo rigged the Stable in Canterlot so that "the door won't open until you are all dead." but there were some Ghouls living there later when Littlepip showed up.

Why don’t you set started on dicing the vegetables while I get ready for the main course,”

Why don't you get started

“And cut that big dumb scary face and kick him hard in the throat if he won’t leave you alone and if he comes at you again then he’s got another think coming and the very idea of him hurting you just wanna… hee hee HAHAHAHAHA!”

he’s got another thing coming (yes I read the previous comment on this, but the MLP wiki proves it is supposed to be 'thing' in reference to the Laugher song's lyrics)

The ghoul foals seemed positively thrilled, thought they kept it more or less to themselves.

though they kept it more or less to themselves.

Lacunae is following Blackjack around a lot more, at the outside of shelter, inside the manor soaking up magical radiation, looking out the window of the manor.. Also the Dealer is nowhere to be found here because of the zapped PipBuck.

RIP Roses, only Thorn remains. That bastard.. Bluebood. How the heck did the surrounding ponyfolk catch wind about the secret nobility Stable anyways?

Lilpip!
damn have a cold and still kick ass go blackjack!

Come on, Blackjack. Blueblood duels like a dandy, all light cuts and point work. He likes to play with his food, no mind for putting an opponent down quickly.

I bet that if deus came to blackjack asking for mercy she would spare him.

I wonder why blackjack. Did not try to put some of the armor pieces even if they where rusty.

How did rampage get soo intimate with that filly that there was not a single tear of her to her mom's death... Or did she prefer harpica out of her mother?

That ghoul sounded like season 1 fluttershy in the first episodes. She where kind enough to not go feral or let fillies go.

The pipbuck did not pass through a magnet, soo i guess its hard drive is fine. This was used as a blunt weapon even!

Glory must have developed a thick skin to see one of her friends laugh sing and make a lot of undead gore and not fear her

How did the team got separated inside the manor soo badly?

Pain shot through me from head to hoof. Every motion, every breath, even the beating of my heart, ripped through me in a chorus of screams. I wanted to howl, but I had no mouth; to run, but I had no legs; to beg for release, but I had no life to snuff out. My body moved, and I felt mechanisms pull and pinch and tug at my bones, muscles, and flesh. A thousand upon a thousand nerves rasped and rubbed against inorganics trapped inside me. I wanted to take my dragon claw and rip them all out!

I feel like this is a reference to I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream.

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When did she get glasses? the fuq

From the slaver corpse from back when she originally met Roses (the time she smashed her horn). She's often been wearing them since then to hide her glowing eyes.

So she runs outside because she feels guilty for kiling 40 foals. Then there is a cut and this quote:

The best thing about being cold, wet, and sick to your heart is that your body couldn’t care less. And so, in the middle of the night, I felt the call of nature and stirred to my hooves. There was a ditch beside the station that would do. I had done my business and started back when I spotted the faintest mote of light in the wet, dead grass. Slowly, I walked over to it and looked down at the memory orb I’d thrown into the rain.

and when she goes back everything is as if she run outside to mourn and then stumble across Deus' memory orb. Can anyone explain to me what actually happened?

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She was out in the rain a long time, possibly even falling asleep, but I don't think anything else really happened during that break.

Oh yes.
The references to the original while allowing for this canon.

Love. It!

For most of my life, security meant walking two hours’ patrol through the living quarters, listening for the occasional alert, and long tedious hours writing reports so banal that I could fill them out in my sleep

This is what Blackjack did for most of her life.: Boring patrols, writing reports and the occasional training season.

Then Surprise Raider attack happened and an unprepared Blackjack who had never been in a serious gunfight before, killed several of them. Probably shouldn’t think too hard about this, but It’s a tad bit unrealistic how Blackjack almost immediately began killing Raiders and left a right, like she was in a Die Hard movie.

I’d tried to instill them in a community where I thought security was needed. A gift, or so I thought. But my attempts were seen as threats, an attempt to usurp Flank from ponies ultimately content with the discord, instability, and disorder.

“Thanks for the help and all but we really don't want turrets or a security force that doesn’t run away at the first sign of danger. We enjoy the occasional gunfight in the middle of the town and feel that we should give the Radiers a sporting chance if they ever tried to attack us.”

I’m sure there are plenty of other settlements that would appreciate Blackjack’s help. Mega Mart, Brimstone Falls and Chapel come to mind.

What’s better, to fight against the entirety of the Wasteland and fail, or to care for a small part and ignore what remains?

Personally I would say the latter. Improving one place at a time. You can’t make the Wasteland vanish overnight.

something was going to go wrong. Something always went wrong.

Would be a pretty accurate title for this story.

Fallout Equestria: Something Always Went Wrong

“Roses almost died because I couldn’t open a lock. I don’t want that to happen again,” I said as I levitated a bobby pin out of his cardboard box. “So tell me what I’m doing wrong so I can do better?”

Good thought Blackjack. You can’t count on P-21 always being around when you need him. And there is plenty of locked stuff in the Wasteland.

“With trying to help Flank,” I said as I looked out at the pouring rain. “If I hadn’t been clueless and actually realized she was Caprice… I dunno.”
“You think that somehow you could have magically made them good and deserving ponies?” he asked with a half smile, arching his brow.

Yep that's exactly Blackjack’s way of thinking.

“If only I had/hadn’t done/known x somehow everything would’ve magically turned out perfect.”

“I don’t know. I realize that the only way to really stop a pony is to kill them, but I think that if I start killing ponies… even if they deserve it… I won’t be able to stop.” I turned the shell over and looked at him.

Technically Blackjack already killed plenty of ponies, even though it was in self-defense. Blackjack also killed the children at the hospital, when they were no longer a danger to you, even thought it was a mercy kill.

Of course, that’s vastly different from executing a defenseless pony begging for mercy.

I really wouldn’t be dumb enough to do what he wants; even I’m not that big an idiot

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“I have a kid,” she said quietly. “Flank may not have been the best home for her, but it was a home. I know what I did was wrong, but I had to do it.”

Ah yes the slippery slope of evil. First you buy prisoners who were supposed to be executed anyway and sell them as slaves. You make some nice profit and probably can reassure you that he deserved it. Then you start selling starving Ponies and convincing yourself that they would’ve died otherwise. And before you know it, you’re ruining an outfit of slavers and ambush random travelers. Not even pretending you're doing something good, anymore.

This defiantly added some depth as to Rose a character. Giving us an example how an average pony could turn bad. Still, there are plenty of other Ponies who have to raise children and didn’t decided to murder and enslave others. "I have a child." is still no valid excuse.

Then I played the notes. Thorn clopped her hooves in glee and sang off key, “Hush now, quiet now, it’s time to lay your sleepy head…”

Oh boy, here we go.

The bow clattered from my hoof as I hugged the instrument and slowly slid down to my knees. I hid my face behind it, fighting to keep the sobs quiet.

Of course, this was going to trigger Blackjack. She’s still beating herself up about having to kill the fillies. Worst possible choice for a song. Although neither Rose nor Thorn could’ve known that.

Even with the chem, I felt the pain chewing on my nerve endings. The only part of him that wasn’t on fire was his crotch. “This is five times stronger than Med-X. It’d kill anypony without a cybernetic heart.

Deus was in constant agonizing pain and only a very strong drug was able to turn the horrifyingly agonizing pain into bearable agonizing pain. No wonder he was pissed all the time.

“I’m glad you were a better fucking monster than me. And I hope you get put down before you’re a worse one.” He turned to look at a blue unicorn standing beside him, and then paused.

What exactly is his definition of monster? Because I haven’t seen Blackjack do something like leading an army of raiders into a settlement and let them rape and murder everypony. Ironically it wasn’t even Blackjack who killed him but P-21 and Gem. So according to his logic, would they be even more monstrous than Blackjack?

What you’ve gone through… what you’ve survived… is amazing. It’s more pain than a dozen ponies could endure, and you still haven’t lost yourself. I won’t say there’s no risk of it, but you’ve stuck by your friends rather than abandon them. You still care, even to a fault. I know you see yourself and think that you’re failing. Trust me, you’re not.

Silly Watcher, you’re just wasting your time. No matter how many times you tell Blackjack that she’s not a monster or a failure, all it takes is the inevitable next setback and she’s in a depressive mood again. Probably would be better for her mental health if she just threw the Pipbuck with the EC-1101 into the ocean and settle down somewhere.

It actually starts bothering me because it feels like a repetitive cycle: Blackjack happy – Bad thing happens – Blackjack sad – Blackjack meets Pony who makes her feel less sad – Blackjack happy- Bad thing happens - …

“The Stable Dweller,” I added. “She’s incredible… what she’s done.”
There was a momentary silence and then a restrained laugh. “Well, I hope she hears about the Security Mare someday.” He let out a sigh.

Alright I wanted to talk about this later when it happens, but I may as well do it now. There’s one part of the story I’m not looking forward, too. Surprisingly it’s not Blackjack’s rape, her turning into Pony Adam Jensen, Goldenblood’s role or the infamous rocket sex scene. It’s actually something a lot less controversial: Her involvement into the Goddess plotline. Admittedly I only know that she’s involved but not how big her role is. Part of me, however, is worried that it will be revealed that Littlepip could only succeed because of something Blackjack did. And that would feel wrong too me.

Hopefully that’s not going to be case, but I guess I’ll have to wait and see.

I couldn’t think of him as a monster anymore. A vicious and dangerous pony, yes, but he’d had reasons for it. I don’t think I could have stayed sane with that constant pain.

Lot of people are in constant pain but they don’t go around murdering and raping others. Sure he may’ve been Sanguine’s lapdog and being forced to do his bidding because that ghoul is the only one who can make his pain bearable. But I’m also sure that Sanguine didn’t instruct him to go around and kill as many ponies as possible. That’s was him. The Wasteland didn’t magical turned him into a monster. He himself decided to become one.

I knew I was alive because death didn’t hurt this much. I thought for a moment that I’d been dumped back into Deus’s orb, but then I realized this pain was mostly external.

Blackjack also gets knocked out awfully lot, doesn’t she?

From outside the windows came a white flash, followed at once by a booming crash. “Right! Almost forgot.” I walked to the door and then quietly pushed it open.

Hey can’t have your protagonist being trapped in a spooky mansion without a raging thunderstorm outside.

Finally I slumped, looking at the still twitching undead pony before I sneezed and blasted snot all over it. “Ugh... gross…” I muttered as I wiped my nose… and smeared glowing ghoul brains over my nostrils and upper lip. I froze...

We already had an aboded hospital with (sort of) creepy ghost children tormenting ponies. Now we have an old mansion full of (sort of) zombies. Project Horizons really wants to check off all the horror genres. And I mean that as a compliment.

Makes me really wonder about this idea for a FO:E horror story Somber posted on his Patron. It think was going to be about a young colt of filly being dragged into a creepy place against his will by a bunch of mercenaries. PH does horror very well, so I would love to see how a full-blown horror fic written by Somber would turn out.

The next room was empty save for decaying stuffed beasts and… things I hoped were beasts. That one looked more like a sand dog from Maripony’s memory.

Aren’t they sapient? Guess we have another bunch of nobles who are jerks.

I looked at the bones, the glue, and the stuffed canine and slowly smiled. Ten minutes later, I trotted out with a thighbone studded with claws and fangs.

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Blackjack just discovered the magic of Combo Weapons.

The automatic fire in the first two. The riot here. Somepony had known, had taken advantage… but why? What good was anything of the old world if it was blown to hell?

There’s a lot of stuff that would be pretty valuable after the apocalypse. From mundane stuff like food or medicine to powerful weapons and magic. If you know a war is about to happen and can gain control of valuable resources, you may actually be able to become a ruler after the dust has settle.

“When I was a little filly and the lights would turn down looo-o-ow.
The darkness and the shadows would make my fear grooo-o-ow.
I’d hide under my bed from what I thought I saw
But Gin Rummy said that wasn’t the way to deal with threats at all!”

We need a Blackjack version of every FiM Song!

“Blackjack, are you brain damaged?” he shouted down at me.

You would think he would’ve gotten used to Blackjack’s craziness by now.

There was something disturbingly... methodical about their play. The actions weren’t done out of joy. The children played because they had always played. The rote behavior was all they knew.

Why is every non-feral Ghoul in this story insane? It’s not like Somber didn’t knew that sane Ghoul exist. He made Deus boss a ghoul and namedropped Ditzy.

I can buy a Non-Feral Ghoul snapping after having witnessed the end of the world. However, in this chapter we have several Non-Feral Ghouls and not a single sane one. Worse, they all suffer from the same kind of insanity. Maybe that’s how ghouls are portrayed in Kkat’s story? I don’t know, but to me it kinda ruins the idea behind them. Instead of living eye witnesses of the war, they’ve been reduced to crazies. Which feels unessesary since we already have the ferals for that.

Courtesy demands that I say that I hope this letter finds you in good health and spirits. In honesty, however, I pray you are suffering as slow and terrible a death as I. Project Redoubt has been successful beyond your dreams. It is my sincerest hope that you die in your hole; you have doomed hundreds with your duplicity, and I have been complicit in their murder. My lesser regret is that I will never be able to deliver this resignation in person along with a blade through your callow heart.

RIP Vanity. You were a great guy and probably the only likeable one in this whole family.

“No! No! No!” Blueblood screamed down at her. “She doesn’t have a daughter! She was supposed to have sons. MY sons. But she didn’t. She wouldn’t. She dared… dared… reject me! Didn’t she know who I was? I would have made her a princess! I would have made her everything.” He then levitated a sword off the table beside him. “Now, dear lady, I pray you, say it right.”

So he never get over that one night?

Really what’s with this fandom and turning Blueblood into a supervillain? Chrysalis gets tons of sob stories about her sad life but the guy who was a minor jerk to Rarity gets turned into a monster on a regular base.

(Of course, there are stories out there that portray Blueblood in a more likeable way, but it seems like they are outnumber by the ones in which he’s simply evil.)

“Liar!” he roared, plunging the sword into her chest. “You always lie to me!”

RIP Rose. I don’t think killing her of was a good call. She was a real interesting character with lots of untapped potential.

When we first met her, she was just a random slaver Blackjack spared, only for her to return several chapters later in a much bigger role. We learnt how she became a slaver and that it was gradual descended into evilness. She got a second chance, although even Blackjack realized that she probably would fall back into her old slaver habits if things got desperate enough for her. It would’ve been great to see Rose pop-up once a while struggling with her new life. Maybe she would’ve become a better pony? Maybe she would’ve become a slaver again? There was some great story telling potential.

And then she got killed by a “random side encounter”. Making Thorn just another orphaned Crusader. Talk about waste potential. And a cynical part of me can’t help but think that the only reason she died was because the unwritten rule of PH is that Blackjack can never achieve a real victory. Blackjack HAS to feel miserable, so somepony HAS to suffer or die to make it happen. Rose was both the obvious and “safe” choice, because the story isn’t killing off core party members (yet) and killing the child would be too much at this point.

With a thump, her head went rolling across the ballroom floor, her body walking ahead a few more feet before collapsing.

Okay that’s actually pretty amazing! He just beheaded Rampage like it was nothing.

The first glowing cone of force smacked into his torso instead of his face and didn't seem to faze him at all, and the second he actually dodged!

He even managed to last longer than a few seconds against Blackjack. Sure it’s Blackjack without guns and S.A.T.S. but it's impressive nonetheless.

“Hey, Prince Asshole!” P-21 shouted from the doorway. “You need this?” he asked as he held up the wedding ring and then set it atop the green magic grenade. He flicked the stem away and ran, dragging Glory with him.

Best pony being badass.

“Well you… and her… together for the first time?” I gave a lazy smile.
There was a long silence, and then, “Blackjack, that’s just wrong on so many levels.”

Ah there’s the naughty Blackjack I missed.

“Yeah, about that...” I sighed and pulled my hoof out from under my blankets. I held up the charred casing and burned-out screen. “Is this gonna be a problem?”

Time to move the goal post. Get used to it Blackjack.

Blackjack’s On-screen Body Count: 118*

*As mentioned earlier I don't include Feral Ghouls and thus only added Cookie and Blueblood who may have been completely insane but were still sapient.

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I think it’s pretty obvious that there’s lots of stuff I didn’t like about this chapter: The endless cycle of somepony given Blackjack an uplifting talk only for her to be back being miserable within two chapters; all non-Ferals in this story being batshit insane; Blueblood being worse than Hitler Sombra and an interesting character being unceremoniously killed off for the sake of drama.

Still it’s not a bad chapter. Blackjack exploring a manor full of Ghouls without and not being able to rely on S.A.T.S. was interesting. And Somber really nailed the atmosphere of the place. Still, I wouldn’t mind if the next chapter gives me less to complain about.

I didn’t anticipate sharing the wagon with thirteen foals, however, dressed in their prim cloaks and summer hats against the weather. The ghoul foals seemed positively thrilled, thought they kept it more or less to themselves. After all, I was bleeding out slowly and Thorn was now an orphan. “We know how you feel,” one of the ghoul foals told the pink unicorn. “Our parents are dead too.”

And so, The Crusaders earned thirteen eternal children.

I lifted the black-haired bow, pinching it behind my fetlock, and drew it across the strings, a smile rising to my lips at the note. Roses started. “I… guess it doesn’t need to be tuned.” She turned to the music and explained the notes and how each one corresponded to a position on the instrument. To my amazement it came to me as easily as cards.

Oh she's an entertainer!!! Or something...

“Yeah,” I muttered as I backed away. Was it just my imagination, or was Vanity smiling?

Creepy...

I was really hoping her mom didn't die

It's a shame Rose had to die by the hooves of Prince Dickhead. At least he got what was coming.

Small comfort for Thorn though.

“He cut off your head!” I groaned.

She just looked at me with a smirk that didn’t reach her eyes. “Eh, I got better.”

i just feel it in my bones and hope that this was a VG cats reference to being aborted from time.

“You’ve got a real talent for that. I’m really shocked you don’t have musical notes for a cutie mark,” Roses observed as Thorn clopped her hooves vigorously upon the floor. Her simple statement struck me.

This is very interesting. I mean not sure how it works for ponies but instruments are almost impossible to play if you're picking them up for the first time. The only explanation is if she would have a cutie mark of musical notes or something like that. I can think of a two of explanations for this
1. She's the descendent of Octavia or someone who really good at music
2. Her cutie mark should have been music but because this is fallout Equestria cutie marks are more up to interpretation. I mean it's not like Blackjack is super good at Blackjack that she would win every round. She lost bug and won big. Maybe her cutie mark has some interpretation that makes her good at music? Or maybe her cutiemark was just affected by post fallout Equestria

Rampage this whole chapter was really funny and reminded me of this video .

Also damn Deus is reminding me of Atom Smasher from cyberpunk. Like they are both really massive cyborgs, use really colorful language and are both are evil cunts. Maybe Cyberpunk coped off Deus lol.

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Cyberpunk 2020 tabletop game was a thing back in 90s.