open Fallout Equestria New Beginnings

[OG Blaze 269]

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It was a cold day in New Appleoosa, Optyx was sitting in his hut like usual when some pony came into his hut. Optyx turned around to face the sheriff bearing a letter in his hand. The sheriff handed it to Optyx and turned around and left. Optyx opened up the letter to see the writing forged a request from the people. Apparently others were chosen along with Optyx and were to meet right now in city hall, Optyx exited his hut and made way to city hall.

 

 

AMMUNITION:

Spoiler

.22 LR. Doesn't do too much damage, but is highly accurate and causes little recoil. Ideal for silenced pistols or SMGs. 1 cap for standard, 2 caps for HP (Hollow Point; does more damage)

 

.308 Winchester. In the pre-war, these kind of bullets were ideal for hunting, and is commonly used in the hunting rifle, the scouting rifle, the battle rifle, and after the war, the newly modeled sniper rifle. 4 caps for standard, 9 caps for AP (Armor piercing; does slightly less damage to enemies, but does extreme damage to take out Damage Threshold in armor) and Hollow.

 

.357 S&W Magnum. A revolver and pistol ammo, the only exception being the Wasteland Lever Repeating Rifle, this bullet is fairly powerful in eliminating opponents. 2 caps for standard and 3 caps for Hollow Point. The .38 Special, a similar bullet to the .357, does less damage than the .357, but compensates it for precision and it's cheap price of 1 cap.

 

.44 Magnum. Another ammo that is somewhat larger than the .357, capable of shredding through skin with it's pleasingly large holes. Though commonly used for revolvers, the Trail Carbine uses the same ammo as well. 3 caps for standard and 7 caps for Hollow Point. A variant, the .44 Special, costs only 1 cap, offering increased conditioning over damage.

 

.45 ACP. One of the most common ammunition for pistols and some SMGs, yet also a practical and deadly one. 3 caps for standard, 5 caps for Hollow Point and +P (Over-pressure; travels at faster velocities and increases range, but decreases weapon conditioning.

 

.45-70 Government. The "Old Classic" created a few centuries before the Great War, this ammo is used by the Hunting Revolver, the Brush Gun, and the Ranger Elite (revolver). 4 caps for standard, 8 caps for Hollow Point.

 

.50 MG. An extremely powerful ammo used in anti-machine and anti-material rifles. While deadly, it is expensive; 15 caps for a standard, 40 caps for an explosive, and 20 caps for an incendiary.

 

5 mm. The common ammo for the big guns, with the exception of the Assault Carbine. 1 cap for standard, 3 for AP and Hollow Point.

 

5.56x45 NATO mm. Common ammo for rifles such as the Service Rifle, Rangefinder, and Sharpshooter Carbine. 2 caps for Standard, 4 caps for AP and Hollow Point, and 1 cap for the somewhat similar, .223 Remington, which has less damage but directly decreases the possibly of jamming.

 

9 mm Parabellum. Common ammo for pistols and some SMGs. 1 caps for standard, 3 caps for +P and Hollow Point.

 

10 mm. The newly made ammunition of the Wasteland, created by the ponies of the Ministry of Wartime Technology to accommodate the also newly made IE96 Pistol that was made late in the Great War, possibly after the formation of the Shadowbolts, as implied in several audio logs by the inventor, Swift Justice and Apple Cider. 2 caps for standard, 5 caps for Hollow Point.

 

12.7 mm Show Stopper. A newly made ammunition created by Sweep Premium, a company in the Eastern Commonwealth and imported to Equestria some time before the Great War ended. While uncommon, it can pack a serious punch. 5 caps for standard, 8 caps for Hollow Point.

 

12 Gauge. Does fearful damage while having high spread and recoil. Buckshot and slug costs 2 caps, while the damage increased Magnum costs 3 caps.

 

20 Gauge. A more moderate shotgun ammo that deals less damage, but has a bit more accuracy and less recoil. 1 cap for buckshot and slug, 2 caps for Magnum.

 

PISTOLS AND REVOLVERS:

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Arsenal Defense Pistol. Uses 5.56 mm ammo. A pistol devised by minds after the Great War around a decade before, possibly originating from the Stable 15 / EFLB (Equestrian Forces Logistics Base) Dayridge.

 

IF-38 Cornhusker. Uses .357 Magnum ammo. Police revolver. Created by the well-known Ironshod Firearms for the civilian constabulary force.

 

IF-18 Horseshoe. Uses .44 Magnum ammo. Revolver. Yet another revolver created by Ironshod Firearms.

 

Little Macintosh. A unique variant of the IF-18 that Ironshod Firearms have successfully modified to suit tongue-mouth operation without burning or damaging the user. A scope is on the top. Very rare, as only 157 of these weapons were manufactured, scattered across factories in the wasteland.

 

Needler Pistol. A non-lethal pistol that is capable of temporarily paralyzing enemies.

 

IC-63 Checkmate. A .45 Auto Pistol created by Ironclad Industries, Ironshod's rival company, approximately seventy years ago, right before the Great War.

 

Prospect. A 9 mm pistol created in the pre-war by Unification Co.

 

IF-21 Caramel. A 10 mm pistol created by Ironshod Firearms during the Great War, using an extended clip of 15 bullets and recoil mitigation technology.

 

IE-96 Pistol. Another 10 mm pistol used along the IF-21. This weapon is somewhat common due to being one of the service pistols of the Equestrian Royal Infantry during the Great War.

 

Finale. A 12.7 mm pistol created by Sweep Premium along with the imported Show Stopper ammo.

 

Ranger Elite. Formerly used by the Equestrian Royal Infantry, it is now a weapon sometimes used by the Paladins of the powerful Steel Rangers.

 

Raritys Grace. A pistol commissioned by Applejack for Rarity. Rarity used to wield it into battle, but one day she got to old and put it in her design chest along with her last dress.

 

Stimpaks: The produce of the collaboration of a few members from the Ministry of Arcane Sciences and the Ministry of Wartime Technology. Also known as the stimulation delivery package, it's a "heal-all" medicine that's capable of offering immediate healing of the user's wounds. The Broc flower and Xander root were later used over the former artificial ingredient for their similar composition, while being safer to use without much side-effects.

 

Costs 75 caps.

 

Super Stimpaks: Created when a pony by the name of Dr. Coldheart during the war. She found that the aspartame and phosphoric acid in the drink Sparkle-Cola and the plant Mutfruit actually magnified the effects of a stimpak, with the side-effect of fatigue, therefore decreasing the user's strength and agility. Nonetheless, praise the power of science!

 

Costs 150 caps.

 

Auto-inject Stimpak: Created by a group of early and intellectual stable dwellers who made an improvised sensor module to automatically inject a Stimpak in the case they were half dead. The only downside is that it can not be manually used.

 

Costs 100 caps; they are not as common in contrast to Stimpaks in stores or clinics.

 

Auto-inject Super Stimpak: Also known as the Panacea Stimpak, it immediately regenerates health when the user is severely injured and crippled. Now, with this, you can instantly pop back to life like a new pony!

 

Costs 200 caps. Uncommon in stores and clinics,

 

RadAway: In the Equestrian Wasteland, radiation is the phantom killer. Not anymore, when you have the Combine Federation's newest solution; RadAway! Immediately take away some Rads from your body to keep it safe and clean!

 

Costs 20 caps.

 

RadSafe: Gain some radioactive resistance for a few minutes so you hopefully don't die.

 

Costs 20 caps.

 

Hydra: Probably the only item that can potentially heal you or kill yourself. The potion rapidly increases cell growth, therefore regenerating all crippled body parts and completely healing the user, but is extremely dangerous for the fact that it can allow the cell growth to go out of control and mutate, if not kill, the user. It is rarely sold by regular stores or clinics and even in the hands of drug dealers and raiders.

 

Healing Potion: A safer magic potion that can regenerate tissue in mere seconds, faster than the Stimpak; it can not, however, heal crippled or amputated limbs.

 

Costs 75 caps.

 

Magical Bandages: Often used by the medics who don't rely as much on scientific and clinical equipment. Like the Potion and Stimpak, they heal gradually, somehow regenerating crippled areas as well.

 

Keep Track of your inventory and every pony will start out with 100 caps

Thanks to Grand Master Suri for creating prices

Edited February 14, 2014 by Burning Endurance

[Guardian Braveheart 23]

((Ok, time to start. Will make up a nice story explaining how he got to the town, how he's called there, and how he lost all his ammo and only has 100 caps left.))

 

Two days...

 

It took Knight two whole days to travel on foot from Guttersville to where he got the strange broadcast from.

 

"So, this is the place," he said, mainly to himself. He looked up to his Pipbuck. A new name in his map popped up

 

'New Appleloosa'

 

"I've heard about this place. Nice friendly town.

 

He looked up his E.F.S. just to double check. It was all blue lights, no hostiles.

 

At least there's no hostiles here, he thought. I'll be so screwed when there are. I'm all out of ammo for all my guns, even the Miniguns. *Sigh*...

 

He took his pouch full of caps, looking if he had enough to buy the necessary ammo for both his guns.

 

100 caps... better make it count.

 

He walked up to the edge of town, entering it slowly. Friendly greetings and smiles welcomed him as he entered. As he got to the middle of town, he stopped and surveyed his surroundings.

 

The broadcast said that we should meet in the town hall. Wonder where that is...

 

((You can bump into my character if you like. He's pretty eye-catching since he has a dual minigun battle saddle on. How's that for an Intro post?)) 

[Moonbacon 384]

@@Guardian Braveheart, 

 

Moonlight arrived at new appleoosa  her apperence attracting a decent amount of attention now the guns she has is a ranger elite revolver and a 9mm pistol with little ammo for the two guns left she had some medical supplies left she didn't really use them because she usually stay out of trouble and have healing magic but healing spells are not all that reliable. she spots  Straightshot knight and trotted towards him then said. "hi there pony with miniguns".

[Guardian Braveheart 23]

@,

 

"Oh, hello there," he said in a neutral tone. He saw a Bat-pony Alicorn. It was dead obvious to him that she's a bat-pony. The bat wings were an obvious sign, and the horn. Also, the eyes were different from the usual eyes he has seen from the other ponies. He's only seen them in books, and thought they were extinct.

 

Damn my miniguns for making me obvious, he thought. Whatever, I'm not here to socialize. I'm here for business.

 

"Can you please help me? It seems my Pipbuck isn't working properly again. I've taken a signal that came from here. It was looking for potential warriors for a big job, I think. It's said that the meeting place was in the City hall. Can you please direct me there?"

[Moonbacon 384]

@@Guardian Braveheart,

 

"well i was going to ask the same thing because you had a pipbuck well thats a bummer maybe we can ask the ponies that live here?" she said simply she did think a pony with a pipbuck would know the way she's no pipbuck expert she just unlock locked stuff and hack terminals.

[Guardian Braveheart 23]

"Ok, maybe I can fix it a bit," he said calmly. "Might take while. You can go ask around the locals if they know."

 

He levitated up his tools and started working on the Pipbuck. A long time of usage and poor maintenance did take it's toll. He went up to a conveniently placed workbench just near his location and started working on it. The padding was starting to wear down and the interior needed a good cleaning. He quickly replaced the padding and some other broken parts and continued on cleaning the entire thing.

[OG Blaze 269]

Optyx was making his way to the city hall when he motives two new pony's had entered New Appleoosa, he stopped and looked at them for a second.

 

One had mini guns for his battle-saddle and looked like he was also from a stable, he was trying to fix his pip-buck, Optyx had kept his pip-buck in top working condition knowing it would definitely come in handy during his travels through the barren wasteland. The other had a Ranger elite revolver and 9mm pistol.

 

These pony's were packing beat but who wasn't in a town like this? Optyx remembered he had used the last of his ammo on hunting manticores last night. He would need ammo for Rarity's Grace for the next mission he was going on. Optyx decided he was going to the ammo store to see what they might have.

[TheLineTrotter 100]

Vincent mumbled and grumbled as he flew across the Equestrian Wasteland. It'd been a long time since he'd flown such a long distance in a straight shot... well, that wasnt true. Griffon's had immense staminia when it came to flight, but even he couldnt fly for days at a time without rest. He'd traveled for a few days now, all the way from Friendship City. The fact that he had decided to fly so far over a frikin' courier message pissed him right off. He'd been minding his own bussiness, drinking wild pegsus whiskey (the only pony drink that actually seemed to have any kick to it), when some wierd broadcast suddenly overided the bars radio, switching it from some Sweetie Belle classic, to some broadcast requesting everypony to come to Applossa town hall for  job. And... that was it. It looped a couple dozen times, before it switch back, just in time for DJ-Pon3 to mention 'technical difficulties', muttering a few curses it seems. 

 

Vincent was curious, and in his tipsy state, curious was enough to make him want to actually go there and find out more... he was a mercenary, after all, and this was a job! 

 

Well... he was technically a mercenary, but Vincent wasnt sure how he felt about being called that. Mercenary implies you're willing to do any job as long as the caps are good, but... he wasnt sure if he would. He had done things that might not be morally right: killed some 'rapein', killin' scumbag' with nothing more than the employeers word to go on... and it's hard to believe that when you have a gun to  man's head and his colts and fillies are watching. Didnt stop him.

 

Just a job...

 

He'd never worked with slaver's, he was proud to say, but that didnt exactly help him feel better.. 

 

Regardless, he had, unoffically, gotten a job. He was atleast going to get more information on it, if only to sate  his curiosity. He finally saw the little town in the distance, gave himself an extra burst of speed and finally landed, stretching his limbs and his wings after the long flight. 

[Moonbacon 384]

@, 

 

Moonlight trotted over to Optyx then said "uh hey do you know which way is the town hall? she asked cirously the citizens of new appleoosa never seen anything like her before so they normaly get scared and not tell where the town hall is which annoys moonlight a lot.

[OG Blaze 269]

Optyx only stretched out his hoof and points it in the direction of the town hall. Optyx didn't say anything more and begun to walk away towards the ammunition shop. Optyx only had 100 caps but they should suffice for this job, at least he hoped it would. Optyx still had no idea what this job was yet, but how bad could it really be?

[Guardian Braveheart 23]

"And done," he said.

 

After the quick clean and fix-up on the Pipbuck, it was now in perfect working condition. He looked up his automap once more, to see that the City hall was just a few blocks to his direction. He also noticed, right from the corner of his eye, a shop called 'Absolutely Everything'. He then marked the Hall in his map and trotted his way to the shop.

 

Upon entering, he saw a ghoul wall-eyed pegasus tending the store. He approached her, asking...

 

"Um, excuse me, but do you have some Ammo?" he asked.

 

((Can someone do Derpy here. You know how she acts in the book, right?))

[Moonbacon 384]

@@Guardian Braveheart,

 

The ghoul wrote something her chalkboard then showed it to Stragihtshot it said "we have ammo what kind of ammo do you need?"

 

 

 

Moonlight also entered the ammo shot to buy some ammo for her guns they waren't big guns so ammo should be fairly cheap in her case anyway.

[Guardian Braveheart 23]

"Ok," he said.

 

Why is she writing her words, he thought. She's a bit weird.

 

"Well, I'd like 10 .308 bullets, 20 .357 rounds, and 20 5mm bullets. From the looks of it, it will take me 100 caps, right?" she asked.

 

He placed his pouch filled with the caps he needed to pay for the ammo.

[Moonbacon 384]

@@Guardian Braveheart, 

 

Ditzy nodded then went to get the bulets a few minutes later she comes back with a box she opens it showing Straightshot the bullets he wanted Ditzy then wrote something on her chalkboard and showed it to Straighshot it said "there put them in the box" she then smiles.

[Guardian Braveheart 23]

He then emptied the contents in his pouch in the box. He took the bullets and went his way out of the store.

 

"Thanks," he said to her.

 

As he got out, he then reloaded all his weapons, locking in 6 .357 rounds in his modded revolver, 5 .308 rounds in his Night Strike, and 10 rounds for each Minigun per side.

 

This is better than nothing, he thought. I guess I'll use the big ones for emergencies only. Better make every shot count.

 

He then made his way to the City hall, following the marker in his map, all weapons lock'd and loaded.

 

((.357 Revolver +: 6/14

Miniguns: 20/0

Night Strike: 5/5))

[OG Blaze 269]

Optyx walked into the store and saw Ditzy Doo at the counter. Optyx didn't talk much and neither did Ditzy so it made for smooth and easy transactions, Optyx pointed to 9mm Parabellum shots for his pistol, Optyx had some clips which he could shove the ammo in and reuse. Ditzy brought them down and was in the midst of writing on her chalkboard when Optyx grabbed 24 Hollow point bullets and placed 72 caps on the table. Ditzy smiled and opened the box to place the caps into its rightful place. Optyx nodded and left the store, Optyx then pulled out two clips and started fitting bullets.

 

 

 

 

Zyons Sword: Melee

Raritys Grace: 24 Hp/36

[Anneal 2,197]

Ponies before the Great War said that such a war was not possible, said the technology was too terrible, too destructive. Then this happened."

 

The year of Luna, our Princess, fifty. Fourteenth day of Feburary.

 

Hello, journal. Finally wrote something in this book today. It's a bit exciting to see that there's something in it. You know...when you see that blank page, and you just want to fill it up. Oh wait, Doctor Ampere's telling me to finish my physics homework. Hold on a second...Celestia, there's still algebra...

 

Back! I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Secant of Stable 65, or Tiva Hills, whatever you prefer. I'm turning eleven soon. The Stable opened its doors a few years before; it feels like a few days to me when I remember it. The Vault was built many years before I was born, but my mom says it was supposedly closed for more than two decades, some time after the war. And there was this stallion who should he was born before the war. It's pretty cool.

 

My cutie mark simply fits my name. Honestly, I don't know why I was called "Secant" myself. It's a mathematical term, but it was probably because they just gave me a random name related to mathematical or scientific terms since Stable 65 was filled with scientists and all that.

 

Well, that's all I can write today. Goodbye!

 

New Appleoosa

 

There was a wooden cabin that the residents called a bar. It appeared more like it was abandoned, however; the whole building was in a state of decay. Inside, it was unusually smelly and had little ventilation. The windows were not much of a help when they were all shut.

 

On the first chair near the exit, there was a stallion clad in a blue shirt and jacket, which seemed to be pre-war clothing due to it's plain yet appealing style, calming to the eye. There was a straw hat on the stallion's head as well, despite being indoors.

 

A mare bartender moved to the end of the counter, opposite to the stallion. She glanced at him for a short while, then asked, "Hello sir. What would you like to order today?"

 

Secant immediately replied, producing a small pile of bottle caps, "Just a bottle of Sparkle Cola would do."

 

The bartender accepted his request, taking the bottle caps away and taking out a bottle of a reddish, bubbly drink. Sparkle Cola - that was Secant's favorite beverage. Everything about it - the well preserved taste, the fizzy feeling in his mouth, the sugary "electrified" feeling - was perfect.

 

The cap was opened by the bartender's cap opener, and she took away the cap that sealed the Sparkle Cola. "Here you go," she said, offering the opened glass Sparkle Cola bottle.

 

Immediately Secant took the bottle and left the bar. He was a quick drinker; within seconds, half of the beverage was depleted and right inside Secant's body. He checked his PipBuck, which was personally modified by Secant himself to show a blue screen, to place a marker on the self-implemented map. That was the miraculous thing about the PipBuck 3000, or at least his; Secant's Pipbuck could automatically scan his nearby surrounding geography for approximately ten meters, so whenever he moved, new geography would be mapped as well. The only downside was that it deprived the affiliation system, so that while he could still see target locations, it does not automatically mark ponies as red or yellow.

 

He soon saw a group of ponies together, and Secant looked at his memo. Is this the right place? he thought. Secant was specifically told to come to this place from a notecard written in binary code. It was only a matter of simple deciphering. The reward was a thousand caps, though it said it could pay in Enclave bits or Ranger dollars. Yet the only fact that remained unknown was the pony or some other sentient species that sent it. It simply said to wait at the town hall.

[OG Blaze 269]

Optyx walked into City Hall and the Mayor of Appleoosa was waiting for him. There were a few more chairs which meant others we're suppose to be here too. Optyx took a seat and awaited for the others to join, Optyx didn't like working in a team, but if lots of other pony's were needed for this mission then it had to be important. Optyx wasn't in much for the pay as much as he just wanted to kill filthy imputent raiders. He usually got everything he needed from taking from the raiders or looting chests and other things.

[TheLineTrotter 100]

Vincent sighed as he walked through the town, getting a few strange looks. He knew that Griffion's had been rare in Equestria before the war, let alone after. He didnt know of any vaults that had Griffon occoupants, but he imagined atleast some must have been around. There were enough Griffion's around still to attest that the species had not, in fact, been wiped out by the way, and had lasted generations. Vincent supposed that, if such a vault did exist, he certaintly didnt come from it. He didnt have a pip-buck on his forearm. Although, he wondered, if he did obtain a pipbuck, would it have to go farther up his arm to where his flesh was, or would it accept fitting onto his arm where it wasnt flesh. 

 

He sighed, looking over his satchels, thinking a moment. He glanced at his side, where his favorite revolver, the Taurus Raging 'Buffulo' (44 rounds) It had three rounds loaded and... nothing else. He'd been kind of stupid, actually... in his tipsy state, he'd rushed out of Friendship City without turning in his last contract, or purchaseing supplies... now he was short on caps, ammo, and just about everything else. He had a grenade launcher slung across his back as well, no ammo of course, and his own claws. Atleast he never had to worry about running out of ammo for those. He had a nice rifle, not too long ago, but itd snaped in half when he used it to hold a radigator mouth open so it couldnt eat him. Broken beyond repair.

 

He stopped by New Appoloosa's general good store "Absolutely Everything", stepping inside. The ghoul pony shop owner spotted him and smiled abit... well, as best as she could without lips. Vincent appreciated it. Ditzy was as good as ponies got, he felt... she didnt judge him atleast. He asked whether or not she had a supply of 44 magnum rounds, and was glad to hear she did, but wasnt overjoyed by the price... after a moment of consideration, he bought 6 regular rounds, and 23   44.Special rounds. They didnt have quite the power as a normal round, but he wanted to have some spare ammo. He loaded his gun with specal rounds, thinking to load the regular rounds in an emergency. He asked Ditzy about grenade launcher ammo, but Ditzy sadly wrote down that they were out... and she looked genuinely sad about it... he told Ditzy it was no trouble, and headed out, walking towards the town all.

 

'Raging Buffulo: 6/17 Special. 6 Standard

Grenade Rife 0/0

Claws: Melee

 

Vincent spotted the town hall, seeing the mayor and... several chairs... "Erg..." He groaned to himself. Teams... he didnt enjoy working with teams. Especially with Ponies. There was always atleast one who drew a gun all dramatically, talking about how he'd tell the employerer about my noble death, and how he would get all the caps for the job... that was about as far as they got before they turned into a gurgleing mess with thier throat slit by his claws. When he arrived, he glanced at the chairs but oppted to stand, looking at the other pony that was there. Black coated Stallion. Boxing gloves for cutie marks. He smirked, figureing even the best boxer would be dead preety quick with a swipe of a claw. 

[Guardian Braveheart 23]

((Oops, forgot to mention this: Switchblade: Melee))

 

As he entered the City Hall, he noticed the mayor waiting inside and Chairs lined up.

 

Teams... really? he thought. I could've just done this job myself with just my rifle at night with ease. What kind of job is it anyway?

 

He took off his large battle saddle with the dual miniguns. His Cutie mark, a glass gear with a crosshair on it , finally visible. He then took out his last weapon repair kit and started fixing Night Strike to Perfect condition.

[OG Blaze 269]

Optyx turned his head to see the pony sitting down behind him. He was fixing some type of sniper in the City hall? Talk about common decency. Optyx wondered how longer he would have to wait for the rest of his stupid team to show up so the mayor could explain and debrief the mission.

[Anneal 2,197]

((Is this Old Appleloosa or New Appleoosa? The original Appleloosa, assuming it wasn't run down by slavers yet, doesn't hold the Absolutely Anything store. Derpy settled in New Appleoosa east of Stable 24, as shown in Fallout: Equestria, and the Ditzy Doo Chronicles pretty much lists the history in a non-canonical way.))

 

Secant was the third to enter the New Appleloosa Town Hall. It gave the dark sense of depression. The concrete that covered the top of the three-story building was faded away and peeling. The lower parts of the building was dilapidated and degraded, with several wooden planks missing from the walls. The doors and railing were filled with red rust, and the entrance was filled with tires, barrels, and all sorts of trash. Some of the windows above the front door were pinned together by unevenly placed planks, some covered completely with ridged corrugated iron torn apparently torn off from train boxcars. Secant shivered, despite the weather being relatively warm; the place felt like it was near collapse. 

 

He trotted up the stairs, listening to every creak go off, and looked upward, where it read in yellow bold words: Appleloosa Hall. Right on top of the sign was written in black and capitalized: New. Boxcars and burnt carriages stood on either side, presumably as a fortification. Secant drank from his Sparkle Cola bottle, but only a sad trickle of the drink came down his mouth. Sighing, he threw the glass bottle into the pile of junk. He couldn't find a trash can around here, anyway.

 

Inside, it was poorly lit. Little natural light came in through the windows, and the surface was scattered with more rubbish. Most of the lights were barely functional, blinking on and off. The first floor of the town hall was constructed with four rooms centering around a large room. Secant  observed the surroundings: a shelf with ruined books, a radio that was playing some pre-war music partially on static, an overturned sofa, and two rows of chairs in front of a half-circle desk with a vacant seat. Familiarly, a Terminal computer lay on the wooden desk. 

 

Secant picked a seat right next to a darkly colored unicorn, at first idly writing in his journal. He took out a blue ink pen and started writing in his own binary language. 

 

12th Journal Book, Entry 1. Year sixty-three. Fifth of October.

 

Dear Radix:

 

Six days ago, as I had previously mentioned in my previous journal, I had been given a message during my stay at the Gallows Pitstop. The messenger claimed it was of utmost importance, and I accepted the request. Finally, I have been preoccupied with something of my interest, and soon I have made my way to New Appleloosa with great speed. 

 

Beginning my entries with a new book feels like starting anew. That being the case, I should reintroduce myself to wipe away any hitherto confusion; I am Secant of Vault 65, currently twenty-four years old of age, "Secant" in this definition being a line that intersect through a curve, such as a circle, through two points. 

 

As I arrived to New Appleloosa, the location where I have been called upon from the message, I have noticed some details that have stood out from the town. It was barricaded and surrounded by boxcars, trains, vehicles, sometimes stacked upon each other. Rubbish is littered virtually everywhere, and the residents make do with metal and cardboard sheets at their living quarters. But the ponies here are generous, friendly, and warm-hearted. It has some good potential, but problems still remain that hinder their development and construct their future. I'm not sure if building from pre-war refuse helps that...

 

When he dropped his pen and stopped writing, Secant glanced left and right. Later, he played with his PipBuck systems, leaning on his chair with two legs and rocking it back and forth, producing creaking sounds. This was going to take some time.

[Guardian Braveheart 23]

((New Appleloosa. Old Appleloosa is a Slaver town based on Fo:E. That's why there's 'Absolutely Everything' there.))

 

After much tinkering and fixing Night Strike, he finally got it in Perfect condition. He didn't notice it at first but there were other ponies there already. There was also a Griffin at the corner of the room.

 

So, they called up one of the Talons, huh, he thought. Must be really desperate to get this job done right.

 

He put away his Sniper rifle and placed an earbloom in his ear. He started listening to DJ P0N3 Radio. Fairly enough, the signal was still good from Celestia-Knows-Where it came from. He waited patiently, toying around with his switchblade.

[OG Blaze 269]

The mayor started to clear his throat, "The others should be here soon but for now I'll fill you in on the important stuff. New Appleoosa is running low on supplies and we need pony's....and others to go put there and find some stuff for us, such as ammo, food, and water." Optyx thought about how much stuff could there possibly still be out there.

[Guardian Braveheart 23]

"So wait," he said. "You sent us a signal for a big job. And this just a SUPPLY RUN!!! C'mon you have to be kidding me. There's a Talon here for the job. Obviously, this is just more than a supply run, right?"

 

He wasn't expecting this to be an easy-freaking job.

 

I could've done this by myself, he thought. With my four hooves behind my back. Because obviously, I'll be using my magic. If there's any potential threats, Night Strike would've killed it first before they even got a chance to touch me.