'"If you drop one in the snow," She said, "You'll never find it."'
Was considering what to do for my Christmas story, then remembered I drew like fifteen fuckin fallout OCs and did nothing with them. So here's a Christmas-y tribute to one of my favorite fictional 'verses of all time. Original pic is censored because fimfiction no like female nipple.
merr crimbus yall
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Just can’t go a day in the Wasteland without tripping over a mini nuke someone left lying around. Though I’m guessing the first mini nuke someone trips over is also the last one they trip over.
I’m so used to people misspelling that city’s name, I almost blew past this without realizing it was a routine Equestrian horse pun. Fortunately, I didn’t say anything so now no one will know how stupid I am.
It's cosmically funny that the santa hat itself is the protagonist. The closest plot comparison I can think of is Pay It Forward, a film that follows a chain of one good deed inspiring another until it comes back to the initial philanthropist. The long summary admits this is an esoteric fic full of OCs and inside jokes, but I recognize at least two: the hive mind alicorns are from Burning Country and the penultimate gift might be a reference to the One Red Paperclip news story. A snowglobe for a role of protagonist, and the role of protagonist for shelter.
The vignettes of the hat constantly changing hooves / paws / talons all feel like mini snippets unto themselves. My personal favorite was either the excitable robot or the dumb but philosophical dragons. I do like cognitively impaired characters doing their best to fit in.
And of course, the final conversation between Jaw and Blast Radius was expertly balanced in tone. My knowledge of Fallout Equestria is more secondhand than a wastelander’s knowledge of Hearthswarming, but I at least know its a dismally grimdark setting whose whole appeal is the rejection of canon FiM’s saccharine conventions. Trying to fit some christmas cheer into this AU takes a lot of legwork. Or, if you’re Str8aura, just write in your typical lampoon-ish style where danger is a punchline and comedic beats are treated seriously by everyone but the reader. It's easy to tip too far one way or another (such as going with the name Dick Smasher), but your instincts as a worldbuilder are sharp, and you likely have tons of practice with ensemble casts thanks to a certain other, longer, and much more popular fic.
Even though you’re off to bigger and better fanworks, it’s still nice to see you revisit Fimfiction, like a broken-ribbed Vaultpony resting at the Pound for a single night. I tip my hat to you, one Author Whose Christmas Upload Got A Grand Total Of One Comment to another.
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should clarify that none of these are OCs from other stories; i made up a bunch of character designs i thought would be interesting for the art piece, and then gave a few of them personalities here. There are very few actual inside jokes either; what you see is what you get, a handful of species from MLP (And a few FOE originals, such as the Alicorns who have been a staple of the fandom since book 1) fucking around in the wasteland and feeling obligated by the season to give gifts without knowing who will get them.
little people in a big place coming together and sharing gratitude even if they have no reason to is something i believe in a lot, almost as much as i believe in fanfics which consist purely of characters talking back and forth before doing one action and leaving the scene forever, and run on sentences. You've given me a lot of reason to believe in that over the years with your faithfulness; just as you've always left your kind words on my stories, i always do my best to dutifully toss the hat over the wall and do the same. Whenever i get around to an actual novel, rest assured you'll be the dedication, for reminding me time and time again in some small way that fame pales to having one person sing your praises genuinely.