Yes, I appreciate your dedication Somber. Please continue with the unread chapters uploading.

UH-OH

OH SHIT

HE JUST DID IT

TIME TO HOP BACK ON THE TRAIN

7041648 Sorry.

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There will be a slight delay. :B

" I imagined the Goddess looking on, munching on popcorn. "
...I'm joining her.

I LOVE THIS STORY ITS SOOOO GOOD!!!!!!!

Jumping Jesus on a red pogo stick into a blueberry pie! We're at over a million words folks! We're going into novel doubling as a door stop territory here !

Wheeeeeeeeeew, looooooong chapter, hahahahahaha, nice job! This had some sweet parts in it, I like it!
Brilliant work well done man, well done!

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I'd hesitate to speak for him, but she seems to be a less mary sue, more thought out, and noticeably less successful Cloud Kicker.

And that is the original and dictionary of a mary sue, to wit, a character unchallenged by the narrative, as opposed to the modern had to drop out of middle school halfway because the tax payers decided they didn't want to pay for a lost cause witlings definition "BLARGH, I DIZLIKE DIS CARRACHTUR, 10'OOO DISLIKES FUR U!"

7044853 It's a product of her environment, like most people in 99. Sex was used as a commodity, bribe, escape, and as a sign of rebellion. What it almost never was was an expression of love. To Blackjack, p-21, and Scotch, you could bang 100 other ponies and it still wouldn't be cheating. In 99, love is about making your partner happy. Getting them treats from the diner. Spending your shift together. Getting mad about someone having sex with another person would be like getting mad over them having lunch with another person. It's just NOT something you get mad about.

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It's just NOT something you get mad about.

Well, one would certainly hope that were the case. With all the fucked up shit oozing out of every pore of every inch of the stagnant and rancid remnant of days long and in many ways thankfully past, whom the missus is knocking horseshoes with should be way at the bottom of the list. Taking a cursory glance at the matter, there are a few teeny tiny, itty bitty, minute details in the coming and goings of its patrons and the hustle and bustle of the piss hole they call home that if lanced like the pus oozing boils they are from the back end of the place, the whole of 99 would have crawled up to the lofty donald trump skybox of being a place raiders wouldn't raise their kids.

Namely
-Rampant rape
-Blatant misandry
-pedophilia and child abuse
-in breeding
-every one of the formerly living occupants doing the impossible and taking five seconds to sit back and take stock of their horrendous existence.
-Ever one of the occupant's taking five seconds not being walking abject lessons in cuntyness
-Actually being half way decent to one another.
-Taking aunty Daisy in repose and turning into kibble
-actually doing something fucking productive with their worthless lives.
-not being stupid, thats a big one!
-not being led by a victim of aforementioned filly fondling.

Any one of these deeds cut from the roster would have curtailed a certain someones favor to the wasteland as a whole! But, as the french say... I don't know what.

We actually have some traders planning to go from here to Manehattan to Dise!

Manehattan to Dise!

DISE

I read up on Heroes and I'm not so sure whether to say that this is a coincidence or you thought of this before the author of Heroes decided to take it in stride...

I could feel the horror creeping up on me. My mane crawled on my scalp as I looked left and right. A little pink pony in my head pulled out a spyglass and searched for the dreaded menace. Perhaps I could plead poverty... but no, it didn’t matter. She could sense my purse and was coming for it! All my wealth would be hers! And yes, there she was, stepping out of the post office! She looked at me. I looked back, and her eyes narrowed like a hellhound about to go in for the kill. I leapt straight into the air, turned, and with all the power in my cybernetic limbs I raced away, laughing madly. She wouldn’t get me! Not this time!

Blackjack, I think you're being a bit overdramatic today... Oh wait, she's always like that

But as I lifted my legs to hold her, I became aware of a little pink pony in my head waving a red flag, a white unicorn waving her hooves in alarm, and a horrified-looking yellow pegasus pressing her hooves to her mouth as Glory whispered in my ear.

I'd recommend you take those warnings to heart...

And then her wings snapped and she hauled me into the air. “Blackjack!” she snapped, and then, with more power than I’d known any pegasus could muster, threw me clear across the room and smashed me into the far wall. I dropped to the floor with a crash, the five little ponies in my head equally rattled. Somewhere, for some reason, I imagined the Goddess looking on, munching on popcorn. Glory flew over with tears streaking her cheeks and yelled down at me, “You... You... fucking cunt!”

Goodness, what the fk happened there?! It was so sudden!

In any case, well we won't be seeing those two for awhile... yet I find that a good thing for me

(Just finished this on gdocs)

.... Best story ever. You bastard.

7060354 Sorry the end was so bad

I just got the hype urge admist Season 6 premiering tomorrow to continue reading Project Horizons. Previously on PH... Meatlocker..

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Apostrophe accidentally used as next to quotation marks then.

he murmured, and the collapsed into a heap beside me.

and then

I asked nervously, afraid she was going to tell be about some other pony’s death.

tell me

She sniffed softly she backed away.

as she

I may as well start a with a new name as well

start with

I need to you to pay for that

I need you

Off to Riverside as pit stop and Rampage and Blackjack making Lacunae feel uncomfortable, hilarious.

Stygius is such a player! He is the bat-pony version of Flash Sentry and stealing waifus, from the reader or characters! First he ruts Blackjack and then Pyschoshy! And now Pyschoshy wants to be called Whisper, okay. She pleads Stygius to take her to his home, and just like that she departs from Blackjack's company? She wants to run off with Stygius now, talk about a careless whisper.

Wait, how did Glory find out about the whole 'champion in bed' thing? I don't recall how. But either way i am so happy Blackjack is back at Star House in Chapel with Glory, P-21 and Scotch Tape and co. if only for a little while.. the fleeting happiness..

Welcome home, Blackjack.

Welcome Home

7062291 I don't understand. If you didn't like the ending yourself, why did you write it that way?

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No, it should be there, because of the contraction of "Petunia."

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Wait, how did Glory find out about the whole 'champion in bed' thing?

It was from the broadcast Blackjack made right after Lacunae, Psychoshy, and Rampage showed up and helped with Steel Rain at Star House.

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Ah I see what you mean now, it is a contraction. Thank you for politely correcting my error.

If it was from a broadcast.. does that mean.. that quite possibly Glory or someone else has been keeping tabs on Blackjack with her new eyes and or cyberpony ears? If so.. who? I guess I will find out next chapter or so.

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She specifically sent a transmission for her friends back at Chapel using her PipBuck broadcaster, with messages for Glory, P-21, Scotch Tape, and Boo. It was back in chapter 45, starting from about here:

I sighed and stood. “I need to talk to somepony real quick.”

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Thanks, I cannot remember every detail with reading this titan-sized story.

Since fallout 4 automatron came out, I made an insane robot named Deus !!

7084420 BUUUUT ITSSS FUUUUUUNNNNN

7081511 And then the I was all like.. YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES......................

Just finished the story, I downloaded a pdf of the full version and went through it in about 2 month. If you had finished posting it all up here, I could have posted snide comments about each chapter, but it was not to be and probably never will...

Thanks for the pleasure of reading, even if it certainly drags in parts.

But as I lifted my legs to hold her, I became aware of a little pink pony in my head waving a red flag, a white unicorn waving her hooves in alarm, and a horrified-looking yellow pegasus pressing her hooves to her mouth as Glory whispered in my ear. “A champion in bed, huh?”

This seems appropriate.

“No,” I said defensively as I stood and folded my forelegs behind my head. “It was more all the fangs and claws and… yeah. Big dick.” I held my hooves out and her smile widened in amusement.

Only the classicist of jokes fokes!

Lacunae was absolutely hilarious and Blackjack getting her ass kicked... Very nice

Oh maaaaan, why do I have to wait for book four to see Glory chew BJ out for sleeping around? D: Not fair. I actually have to wait for the audiobook now!

So I like how this book is bookended by scenes of Blackjack in the afterlife. That was set up well and works thematically. It's of course sad to see the crew break up, but given that they all have better stuff to do, I'm glad. I know you're writing Homelands now, but I'm kind of really interested in Silver Spoon's quest to find Diamond Tiara. (Of course, isn't she dead, per FoE? I could swear...)

Psycho fucked the batpony, hooray. V: I'm more pleased with how Ahuizotl meets his end. Honest greed is a motivation I can trust, but I can't say I'm not glad he's gone. I like that BJ's finally getting to see that she has done some good in the Wasteland (one of the things I also liked seeing in FoE), it's great seeing Keeper again, and the Dealer's identity remains tantalizingly out of reach just tell us already D: (No, don't tell me here, I mean the story.)

Oh yeah, and Scotch calling P-21 "Daddy" kinda made me tear up. ;_; I'm such a schmuck. Well, time to take a break for a while, I guess! Review should be up this week, I'm just taking some suggestions first.

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Oh, I know, and that's fine (heck, a big improvement over your starting point with her). But I'd kind of hoped that it was a general principle, something that could make the start of something like this:

Present Perfect's Guide to Living a Life Not Full of Regrets and Self-loathing
Step 1: GODDAMN IT, DO NOT FUCK THE BATPONY*!
Step 2: Eh, you can probably figure the rest out on your own. You seem like a smart kid.
*And so help me, if you call it a thestral . . . :V

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I'm actually a bit surprised you read this, rather than stopping at the end of volume three at 48. I figured you'd wait until the volume was finished either by Visual or up here to start volume four. (On which note, I'm a little surprised he didn't give early access to the people who contributed voicework. That's too bad.)

I was mostly okay with the crew breaking up, because simply put, there were already enough main-ish characters to focus on. For all that I'd become kind of attached to Pythia and (probably in part because I didn't like how she was brought in) Silver Spoon, I never really wanted them to be added to the main party. That said, if anyone had a story about what they did after Hightower, I'd give it a shot. Yes, Tiara is dead. I think that that was supposed to be a sad/pathetic moment, perhaps with a hint of--maybe pride or inspiration?--that she was finding a purpose in something even if we as readers who had presumably read FoE knew it was doomed to failure and disappointment.

>>Blackjack seeing she has done good
But now she needs to deal with the cognitive dissonance it generates. Luckily, the feeling has a short half-life. :V

>>Dealer
. . . I've seen places that handle this sort of request better than the comments on this story.

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I like the title of that guide. :3

I'm using VisualPony's book bumpers as a guide (to say nothing of Somber's own input). I find 49 works as an end. It ends things the way they started: with Blackjack dead. It gets rid of Stygius and Psychoshy, the final party "extras". It lets her decompress a good bit and ends without a solid answer for the question of "Where to next?" Plus, the very ending is funny, for all that I really want to see what happens next. But that's a cliffhanger for ya. :V

Woops, never mind my continuity question last chapter (though... you already knew that) as this dream explained it. Feels a bit retconny overall... but it works well here (still not thrilled about the tone of PH's flashbacks versus Fo:E's, but ah well)... and actually potentially puts a lot of answers to several questions I had. I look forward to seeing how it plays out.

To our new friend, Gnarr, I was inspired to create the following, to be read in the Vault-tec PSA voice:

Following total enslavement by the Enclave, emancipation of the Hellhound race may fall to you! That's why Somber-tec has provided you with this helpful guide to your four basic social attributes, for better seeking aid in the harsh and unwelcoming Wasteland.
Today we'll discuss... Communication! Use your smooth talking ways to obtain help when you need it most! Even as a mighty Hellhound, the Wasteland is no place to lone wolf it. Look there, it's a unicorn! Now now, Sparky, don't just walk up menacingly and growl. That approach could get you shot with your own gun! Use your Communication skills to put her at ease and obtain her sympathies!
Now that you know the advantages of Communication, you're ready to hit the Wasteland and let the dogs out! Remember to study Communication, Understanding, Negotation, and Temperance, so you'll know what makes you a [YAY!]

...Yeah my night job isn't thought intensive. Anywho... glad to be out of Hightower, and back with the rest of the group. This chapter had enough breather to get me out of the lull, so that's good. ...Ahahahhaha, Stygius leaving... I felt like summing it up with "I MUST GO NOW, MY PLANET NEEDS ME!" Whisper leaving is fine, too. Best of luck to those crazy kids, but if it doesn't work out... eh I'm not exactly invested in 'em, no offense. Blackjack's reaction to to Charity was priceless. So many things rightfully traumatize that poor mare... but Charity is the only one I want to see recurring.

Lacunae is really developing from a personality standpoint. I feel like she's gained a whimsical sense of humor that wasn't there twenty chapters ago. ...And the goddess is in Blackjack's head. I don't know which one to feel sorrier for. We really covered a lot of ground here, and now I'm ready for this whole Glory vs. Blackjack showdown. I hate to say it, but I don't mind how it plays out. That's not the same as saying I don't care, but it's a conflict that doesn't have a simple answer. Blackjack's upbringing says 'no problem!' but uh... yeah.... Come on, Glory, forgive her. You're a doctor, and it was sexual healing... you can appreciate that... right...? ...Okay, yeah, Trixie, pass the popcorn.

New perk added: Eye for Eye (All 10 damage for each limb crippled.)

Should that be 'Add 10 damage...'?
Lastly... the author comment mentions a deleted scene but I don't see a link or text for it. Am I misreading, or blind, or...?
The path forward continues...

“Rover enjoy making Pony’s body. Good parts. Good looks. Like old old times again.” Then he pointed a finger at me. “Is why Pony should take care!”

Edward and Winry.

may the Goddesses have mercy on Blackjack's soul, cuz i have a feeling Glory is about to, metaphorically, kill Blackjack.

It really feels like that conclusion for Stygius and Psychoshy came completely out of nowhere, and was a really anticlimactic conclusion for them. Her name "Whisper" doesn't really appeal to me at all, either.

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HOLY FUCK, YOU TOO?

Well... I never liked physcoshy Whisper anyways. And holyshit did Glory turn into the Hulk?

“More than me?” I asked with a grin, and he immediately blanched.
“Yeah, Styggie… do you like me more than her?” Psychoshy asked, looking over from her bed with a smirk on her face and worry in her eyes. He looked from her to me and back again and bit on his wingtip for a moment. Then he pointed at Psychoshy with his wing and actually flinched! He knew I had Glory, though… ugh, batponies were weird.
But it did prompt in me the rare impulse to have fun. “Well, that’s good to know. By the way, Stygius, do you think that I’ve been putting on weight?”
His pupils shrank as he gaped at me, looked at my butt, then back up at me. I just arched my brow expectantly. Then he swayed, put a hoof to his brow, and collapsed on his back with all four legs thrust into the air, his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth as his eyes rolled back in his sockets.

smart stallion

Only mostly dead?

Mostly ghostly, I say

the ruin had been doubled. ...Or was it squared?

No no. Its totally been doubled.

“Farewell, kind lady. I shall hear the whisper of thy wings on every lonely breath of air for the rest of my days

.

Somepony is poetic

“No.” Eclipse frowned in thought. “You acted on the orders of the Princess. I’m sure that your... soul... can be absolved in service to the Princess. I know she’ll forgive you.”

“She… she will?” I sniffed, rubbing my eyes.

“I’m sure of it,”

And so was born a great mental condition.
Congrats, Eclipse, you were the cause of Psalms mania.

Had I paid for that Wild Pegasus she sent me on my birthday yet? Shoot! I didn’t know for sure...

...paying...for a birthday present...
She's gonna rule the wasteland one day, I just know it!

A champion in bed!?
Cunt!

And now we have yet another misjudgement.
Too much confusion.

Now...if you have noticed, sexual practices of any kind are co pletely separate from emotional atattchment in Stable 99.
Heck, mares are raised to treat sex like going out to eat.
Blackjack ahs demonstrated this before, both in casual commentary and a lack of usual or any response when confronted with anything intimate.

Now, to Glory she must hear BJ say "champion in bed" and turn that into "that bitch just broke my heart and found somepony better than me"

BJ would be thinking "dang. This guy is good." with little to no real emotional attatchment.

Now, again, Glory was clearly raised in an environment, a very loyal environment, where sex and intimacy are the same.
You have sex with who you love or really like.

I'm pretty sure Blackjack has had sex with mares who pretty much hate her...

Anyway, just wanted to clear this up a bit. Might have been a little confused when Glory went John Cena on her ass.

“Just, a few more minutes…” Lacunae thought back at me in a breathless voice. She was probably finding all that radiation very nice indeed.

Radiation-gasm.

“Well, I sure am. No doubt about it,” Snips replied, “but I suspect that you still have a ways to go before you’re dead dead.”

reminds me of a book, "the California voodoo game". when a character in that game was "dead-dead", s/he could not be revived.

His pupils shrank as he gaped at me, looked at my butt, then back up at me. I just arched my brow expectantly. Then he swayed, put a hoof to his brow, and collapsed on his back with all four legs thrust into the air, his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth as his eyes rolled back in his sockets. “Not the worst answer to that question I’ve ever seen,” Lacunae observed.

oh, that made me think of a scene in the online comic "Freefall": Florence Ambrose asks a robot, "does this dress make me look fat?" he screams and runs away, and she thinks to herself, "not bad. he's got better self-preservation sense than some humans i know."

“But… I…” I stared at the heap of green slime as a huge bubble rose in the middle and popped. “Couldn’t you have made him put down the gold first ?”

oh, man...reminds me of a the game "Arcanum" (made by the same people who did the original Fallout)" one of the spells you could learn was a disintegration spell..but if you used it, all the enemy's possessions would disintegrate with him-so if you used it on an enemy carrying a Key...you would be stuck, unable to finish the mission!

“Not again. Honestly, why can’t she simply go stay with Cadance?”

Hurrah! The other alicorn was acknowledged!

Chapter ending be like

There appears to be something wrong with the perk description at the end of the chapter.

Dang it! Are we ever gonna see a Super Alicorn!?

Huh? What was I, then? Semi-deceased? Only mostly dead? I was pretty sure this was the point where you turned me upside down and looked for loose bottle caps.

Princess Bride reference.

"My name is Go Fish. You killed my mutant alicorn mind-freak of a best friend. Prepare to die."