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MoondustIsPoison


Ground up moonrocks are pure poison.... I am deathly ill -Cave Johnson

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This is a spinoff of Connie Spaceplone's Friendship Drive Charging... It is recommended that you read that first for context.

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After being saved from the scrapheap Duna is given new life as a convoy escort ship, With her new commander, life is good. But she grows worried that it may be too good to be true.

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Pegasus weather control unit 3 or as we call ourselves The Flying Rattlesnakes, is the single group of ponies I And would entrust my life to... And for good reason... Sandstorm wrangling on the southern border of Equestria is a dangerous job... Takes guts...sometimes more literally than anypony would ever want to see...

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[I decided to try and write a Conversion Bureau fic where the humans and ponies have a relatively even playing field, and with some different ideas thrown in for good measure.

Don't expect the usual for this story, it isnt going to be very similar to anything else.

I stink at grammar so feel free to suggest edits.
Now to the actual description:

When the ponies first arrived on earth, it honestly went pretty well, and soon the world thrived, the ponies and humans made allies and new technology, art and music flooded both worlds, it was amazing. Then something changed, nobody seems to know what, the ponies suddenly turned around and insulted the human race and our accomplishments, and subsequently attacked several cities simultaneously, claiming them as equestrian territory and transforming its citizens into ponies. The ponies demanded that we stand down and let our fate happen, humans being humans, immediately turned around and fought back, the war has been going on for about 3 years now, humans aren't doing so hot, the ponies just keep turning our soldiers into ponies and turning them against us, soon militias formed, gun laws became near non-existent and the crime rates plummeted, I guess world domination is enough motivation to stop violent crimes. I joined the local militia as a pilot and headhunter, I'm not letting these backstabbing bastards take our planet.

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