Count to a million

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Well, I'm writing a fanfiction, and I haven't done one in a while. I needed to try something different outside of shipfics.

[lomk 20,665]

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Ah. I'm not much of a writer

[DubWolf 17,654]

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So many pAges @_@.

 

And hi.

[Overdrive 5,366]

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You know, if you came here more frequently, there wouldn't be so many pages to read.

 

 

Chapter 1

A single, dim lightbulb hung from the ceiling, swinging back in fort from a slight draft. Each time it moved, a corner of the room gained light momentarily. In one corner, a makeshift kitchen was set up, containing a small refrigerator, hot plate, sink, and various dishes and glasses ready to be used. Swinging to the next corner, a munitions locker sat next to the wall, filled to the brim with firearms, replacement parts, ammunition, explosives, and enough gunpowder to blow everything from here to the Crystal Empire. The lightbulb again changed course, exposing dilapidated bunks, sleeping bags, various footlockers filled with an assortment of supplies, clothes, medical needs and even alcohol. Light floated over to the final corner, where a door was perched, rigged with traps and defenses in case of a breach.

 

The bomb shelter showed its signs of fatigue. It was clear it had outlived its own life expectancy, yet still stood, as one of the few reminders of the old world remaining. The nuclear apocalypse only months before had either wiped out any unprotected organism, or mutated such organisms into powerful, dangerous threats to survivors’ safety. Those who managed to find refuge and safety were left to awaken the next day and see the world destroyed. Unfortunately, what they had to look at, was the only choice they had at the time.

 

Years before, Equestria was in a much better place. Ponies of all shapes and sizes coexisted in harmony, all happy, peaceful and compassionate. Threats were few and far between, and even then most conflicts only took a modest amount of negotiation to be swiftly and effectively resolved. The royal family kept a tight watch over the land, but was open minded when it came to what was and wasn’t allowed. Up until a few months ago, everything was perfect, serene, and ideal.

 

Ponies often were regaled with the stories of how the Mane 6 had foiled the likes of Tirek, Sombra, Chrysalis, and Discord. Each failing due to their own shortcomings and weaknesses, at least until they combined their abilities together. With each of their abilities unified for the same cause, Equestria fell into a deep depression of dictatorship, poverty, and worst of all, disharmony. The princesses, the Mane 6… everypony tried to stop the cruel, sadistic rulers before even considering their last resort. Reasoning, bribing, attacking, democracy and so much more failed. Detonating the atomic bomb, causing all unprotected life to be annihilated in an instant. In the end, the royal family and all the good, innocent ponies won, but at the cost of the world they once knew.

 

Chapter 2

A motley crew of ponies found refuge in the dilapidated bomb shelter. Once strangers, now a dysfunctional, loving family, each of these ponies contributed to a common goal: survival and adaptation to this new way of life. In total, 8 ponies comprised this “family.” Each one with a different story, different background, and different skill set.

 

“Alright, what are we having for dinner tonight?” A question rang out from a crimson pegasus. 

 

Overdrive was sitting at the table, playing a hand of blackjack when he posed the question. 

 

He was the first one to discover the bomb shelter, and opened his new “home” to others seeking shelter. Mechanics and repairs were his expertise, and as a result, his task was equipment and munitions repair and invention. He is quite creative and crafty, at one point creating a flamethrower from an old pilot light, some propane tanks, a fire hose, and a retrofitted pinfire trigger.

 

“Well, I reckon I could rustle up some beans and potatoes, if y’all are up fahr it,” Applejack answered. She was in the process of making dinner as it was, and had no intention of changing the menu. 

 

The terracotta mare could cook the horseshoes off of any pony she saw. Her variety of apple-based treats were blue ribbon winners every year at the Appleloosa harvest fair, and ponies lined up just to get a taste of her little slices of nirvana. Applejack ended up at the bomb shelter after she did her best to save other ponies first. As a result, she was a mere seconds from falling victim to the nuclear fallout, but managed to get to safety just in time. Her country flair and sweet, honest nature gave off a motherly vibe, something that often kept everypony sane and calm.

 

A young filly began throwing a temper tantrum in the middle of the room. “But I don’t want beans and potatoes,” she wailed on. 

 

A snow white filly with a soft curly mane, Sweetie Belle is a school-aged filly who is infatuated with her sister, Rarity, as well as finding her cutie mark. Her innocence, as well as her curiosity, often got the best of her, but her charm and adorable nature often helped when bartering for supplies, as well as negotiate out of tight squeezes. She also often provided entertainment and compassion and comfort whenever needed. In essence, as much as there were times the ponies couldn’t live with Sweetie Belle, they also couldn’t live without her.

 

“Sweetie Belle, please refrain from whining,” Rarity responded to her foal sister, “We need to go for supplies in the morning as it is. I need more anti-radiation fabric anyway, darling.”

 

Once known as Ponyville’s resident seamstress and full-time fashionista, Rarity had a knack for style, flair, and the high life. She was known as the “fashion designer to the stars,” but now crafted radiation resistant, flame resistant, and in general, protective clothing and suits for various needs, as well as trade. Her cutie mark represents her amazing talent in gem hunting, but lately has been put to use in locating pockets of radiation, as well as possible land mines and other traps. She, like her foal sister, had a certain je ne sais quoi that could sweep any stallion off their hooves.

That's what I have so far.

 

WHERE

IS

EVERYPONY?!?!?!?!

Edited January 16, 2015 by Overdrive

[Kawaii Besu 28,030]

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THE

FILLY

IS
HERE!!!!!!

Edited January 16, 2015 by Fillypino Pride

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Oh thank Celestia. For a minute, I thought I was going to die of boredom.

[Commander Tangent 861]

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*nudges you guys* :3

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And now everypony starts to come back. 

[Commander Tangent 861]

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Hey, I am a busy pony XD

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As am I, but I still find time to spend here.

[lomk 20,665]

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I've been playing  my guitar.

 

I hope my neighbors have been serenaded

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*sends a hug shaped hug shape to Tangent :3*

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[ShadOBabe 19,016]

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Woot! New hundred!!

Edited January 16, 2015 by ShadOBabe

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[Commander Tangent 861]

 

 

ange

 

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*hugs hug shape :3 * X3 

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[lomk 20,665]

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Apple behbeh

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I wish somepony would answer her phone.

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