Break Point is a simple earth pony that wants a simple, easy, and safe, not dangerous in anyway whatsoever, life. Unfortunately, this is shattered when she accidentally causes the death of the son of Cosa Nostra, a powerful and dangerous crime lord that rules her town with an iron hoof. Now she must find a way to survive in the Equestrian Wasteland, a place that tears weak ponies like her to shreds. Little did she know that she would become the powerful and feared figure known as the Black Cat.

A crossover between MLP, Fallout Equestria, and Jojo's Bizarre Adventure.
Based on Kkat's Fallout Equestria. This is set 50 years before Littlepip started her adventures.

Wonderful cover art by ShimmerKoi.

Thanks to GreyGuardPony , firehawk732, and Starlight Nova for prereading this.

Editing done by the wonderful Starlight Nova.

Months before the Last Day, the inhabitants of Stables 29 and 101 were sealed inside their Stables as part of a "trial run." Vinyl Scratch and Octavia Philarmonica were two such souls, bound by love but separated by fate. Even across the distance dividing them, though, they sent messages to each other.

Until, one fateful day several months after the immense door of Stable 29 closed, everything went wrong.

Elder John Quinton, the leader of the Templars of Steel Equestrian Wasteland Chapter and descendant of a member of the Knights Templar will bring order and justice to the Equestrian Wasteland with the help of God. He will eliminate the Raiders, Red Eye, the Grand Pegasus Enclave and all the threats to the Wasteland. He will spread God's teachings across the Multiverse with his troops and friends by his side while keeping the armies of Hell at bay and prevent them from spreading across the Multiverse.

Yes, I just made a new story. If you're thinking why? My mind just won't stop making new ideas.
Warning: Contains Christian themes and hate comments will be deleted
Constructive Criticism is allowed
DEUS VULT!

Post-megaspell Equestria is a dangerous place, especially for a young filly. After her village is burned to the ground by raiders, she is forced into the cruel world with no one to keep her safe. Will she find a way to survive?

A Fallout Equestria story. You can find Kkat's original Fallout Equestria story on her page: https://www.fimfiction.net/user/Kkat

It’s been four years since the Lightbringer walked the Wasteland, shaking the world to its very core. Now however, the forces of change have begun to stagnate. With the fall of the Enclave and Red Eye and division of the Steel Rangers, numerous factions have risen to take their places. Fighting to gain freed power and resources reaches from the streets of Fillydelphia and Manehattan, to the southern borders of the fledgling New Canterlot Republic, and even north into what remains of the Crystal Empire.

A chapter of Steel Rangers, turned on by their own kind and forsaken by Wastelanders, travel north into the icy wastes, following intelligence of a preserved Stable buried beneath the abandoned crystal city of Amor. However, the ponies of Stable 13 aren’t the shrinking violets usually found in the great underground shelters.

For forty years, parties of Stable 13’s dwellers have traveled the Wasteland, moving among the shadows as average merchants, mercenaries, and raiders. Keeping their true nature and origin secret as they gathered materials and equipment to keep their home intact. The Rangers would not be able to simply waltz into their abode without paying a steep price in blood.

In the end, few survive the battle and those that do are left to the frozen wastes to be hunted by a sadistic mercenary named Wintermail. She searches for information once thought long lost, held by a mare believed to be long dead. Now, a shadow of Old Equestria and a young star of the future must fight for survival and struggle to find a place in a world falling into the grips of chaos.

Will the wheels of change bring about a great new era or grind the Wasteland into oblivion?

Newly rewritten as of 1-7-18 See here.

Formerly Preread/Edited by:
ClickClackTheBrony

Cover Art by Hoodwinked Tales

High Honors to Kkat
However, I still feel like expressing special thanks to:
Somber - FO:E Project Horizons
NCMares - Night Mares
The Price of Loyalty crew
Alaxsxaq - The Wanderer of the North
Christian Cerda - My Little Portal
And two years ago me that reveled in edge like it was no one's business

This story follows an earth pony plumber or "mechanic" fresh out of Stable 45 named Speak Easy,
or 'Spaz' if you want to annoy him.
He's attempting to make a living in the harsh reality that is the Wasteland.
A virgin of the waste, if you will.
No wait, that's not very good terminology...

Speak Easy doesn't have much of a goal other than you know,
not die.
Even though he has less survival skills then a legless sheep trying to fight against a pack of wolves...

But hey, if a Pipbuck technician can do it...

Follow him through his "journey" as he attempts to make a living doing Odd Jobs with some griffin who keeps on changing her name that he befriended out of pure chance, meeting strangers and making friends (that sometimes want to kill him) as he discovers the wasteland and the many living, usually deadly creatures that inhabit it.

The setting of this story will mainly take place in The Long Walk, where trade rules;
and where there's money, there's bandits, raiders, and poverty.
Keep in mind to stay close to the road, because there are things roaming the plains that are much scarier than a group of bloodthirsty raiders.

This is a fan story based off of Kkat's Fallout:Equestria, so if you haven't read that yet, please do that now.
I don't really know how much this story relates to or follows the lore of FoE or the other amazing side-stories like Project Horizons, Pink Eyes, Heros, Murky Number Seven, etc.
but it should still pan out well hopefully and be a fun read

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Author's note: feel free to add any ideas you have for new chapters in the comments, my motivation to write these chapters are mostly fueled by your suggestions and comments. Your ideas might even be incorporated into a chapter!

Changelings.

To most, they are the creatures that almost took Canterlot, shapeshifters able to feed on the emotions of those around them.
While this is true, it is not all there is to the story.

When the Great War began, an alliance was struck between Princesses Celestia and Luna, of Equestria, and Queen Chrysalis, of the Changelings.
The changelings, natural infiltrators since birth, would become spies for Equestria. In return, they would no longer be hunted, permitted to continue feeding as they had for countless years before their failed invasion, provided they not engage in acts harmful to the equine government or population at large.

Of course, that was simply the beginning. As the war began to escalate, Stable-Tec, the company responsible for the life-saving Stables, recieved a request from parties that would, as part of the contract, remain anonymous and unnamed.
They were asked to create something new, something that would allow both changelings and ponies to survive, and promote harmony between the races.

They were asked to create...

Project HIVE

Autumn Mist is not your average twelve-year-old unicorn. She has recently been accepted into the most advanced magic school in Equestria, located in Littlehorn Valley.

Misty's thoughts are on an Equestrian hero this day. She shares with her friends her own hopes and dreams of one day being just like her idol. As doubt creeps into her mind, Misty must reconsider her concept of what being a hero truly means.

When tragedy strikes at the school, how will this affect Misty’s view of her heroine? Is a pony still a hero even if they can’t be there to save everyone?

Editing and review credit goes to my development team:
Pawz, onlyanorthernsong, DuvetofReason, TundraStanza

Last-minute feedback credit goes to:
Windmill 7, Between Lines, Bad Dragon, PrinceUniversa, Jordan179, and Fervidor.

Original credit for Nyx and the Littlehorn event itself go to Pen Stroke and Kkat respectively.

Campfire is a caravan leader but his merchandise isn't tangible. He tells stories to scare people. But it's Nightmare Night his biggest night to make some caps and the nearest town is too far away. It start's to rain and him and his team need to hide out in an Asylum supposedly the one the per-war psycho six-six-four-four-two stayed in. But are his demons still in the halls?

I would like to thank doomande for pre-reading it and helping the pacing and Silvertie for helping me with some other minor mistakes. Happy Nightmare Night.

Feel free to mention the characters in this story just give me the credit for their creation and if it's based after this night or during mention that it's non-canonical because I'll be back next year to tie up loose ends. Stay tuned.

This is a collection of short stories, all of them FoE related, but most representing failures on my part to pull off a decent plot. I do not have any plans for the pieces here; I present them only for those few interested.

Also, a warning. Strangely, I have no interest in editing my own work, despite editing so many others. These are most unedited, representing unfinished work.