You heard me right. Three of the children, girls too, had been taken as slaves. Makes you wonder why they would let them just walk off. There was the dragon, though I can’t see how he’s much of a threat. Except for the whole fire-breathing thing, but seriously, he was two feet tall! He’s not gonna be any good in a fight! Which is exactly why Twilight made sure he stayed put.
When they told me what was going on... I guess I might’ve snapped a bit. Can you blame me? No-one deserves to be forced into slavery, not even raiders. Really? You took down an entire slaver base? By yourself? Well fuck, remind me not to piss you off.
“I’m going to help you.”
“What?” Twilight asked Courier. She turned from Applejack and Fluttershy to see that he had found all his clothing and his weapons. He had one, a strange box-like thing with a large cylinder on one end, in his hands.
“I said I’m going to help you rescue those girls.” The ponies couldn’t help but notice just how creepy he sounded with the helmet muffling his voice, or how scary he looked with it on. “You can’t stop me. And neither can they.”
“Look,” Twilight started to say, only to be cut off by Applejack.
“Ah reckon he should come,” the farmer said. “Think about it, Twi,” she continued in response to the bewildered stare she got, “we only got away last time coz they weren’t expectin’ us to fight back and coz Rarity managed to do... whatever she did. We ain’t got that this time. They know we’re comin’.”
Twilight shook her head as she tried to conjure a counter-argument. Only she was interrupted again, this time by Fluttershy. “Twilight, I’d rather not fight, but if we have to we should have somepony who can. Um, I mean, if you think we should...”
Twilight gaped at her friends, but couldn’t find it in her to be angry. They had just pointed out two major flaws to their... they didn’t even have a plan, she realised in shock. They were just going to blindly rush there and get caught themselves.
“You can come, Mr. Courier.” She was sure she could see a smile under the mask. “But you have to listen to me.”
“Fine.” He made to go out the door before bringing himself short. “Something tells me that going outside won’t be a good idea.”
“We can’t take him outside,” Twilight said to the other ponies. “Applejack, you reacted violently, and you’re one of the most level-headed ponies I know. What do you think the rest of the town will do?”
The three mares became very pensive as they tried to think of a way to get their new ‘friend’ out of the library undetected.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got this.” They turned to see him pull out a strange device and attach to the thing on his wrist. They got the shock of their lives as he vanished from sight. “This thing will only last an hour. We better move.”
Ah, Stealth Boy, where would I be without you? Probably splattered on some wall in the Divide, I’m guessing.
So, we get there, and it’s some huge dirt plain. Took about two hours to get there, but we were out of the town in about forty-five, maybe fifty minutes. Didn’t get caught. Let me tell you, it was so fucking colourful! There really isn’t much more I can say about the place, honestly. It’s the kind of thing you need to see yourself.
Okay, a bit about what we were fighting. They’re called Diamond Dogs. They eat gems, rocks. They can tunnel. They’re incredibly fast and strong. Basically, take a bit of Deathclaw and mix it with the Tunnelers of the Divide. They’re also dumber than a mutant, about as good in a fight as a chem addict with a broken arm and are as armoured as a nudist.
First thing I did? Pull my submachine gun off my back and make sure a round is chambered. First thing Twilight Sparkle did? The purple one. Do I need to write you a list?
“Put that away.” That’s what she said. No, really. No I am not making this up.
“I’m not going down there without being prepared.” Then I checked my Sequoia. 6 handload rounds, maximum damage and efficiency. Displacer Glove, energy cell fully charged and ready. Marksman carbine, a full magazine of hollow-point rounds. Definitely prepared.
“I don’t want you hurting them, though.” They’re naive. They think they can solve any problem with enough talking. Sometimes, they’d be right. I guess you know what happens when talks break down, though.
“Remember how I said some folks don’t deserve a second chance? Those who take children from their families as slaves are on that list.” I would’ve continued, but my HUD started showing red blips everywhere.
Twilight was about to resume her argument, only to interrupted by the sound of ominous rumbling. “Uh oh...” The mare looked around frantically, trying to locate the source. Applejack and Fluttershy were doing the same, the pegasus muttering to herself fearfully while the farmer had pulled a lasso from... somewhere. The Courier just stood there calmly, as though he had known it was coming.
A horrifying thought struck Twilight Sparkle. How had he known? Were his intentions far from pure? Had this all been a ruse to get them enslaved as well? So caught up in these thoughts that she only noticed the Diamond Dog emerge two feet to her left when it was too late to move. Her eyes went wide as she beheld the spear in one of its hands, the net in its other, the twisted snarl of glee it was wearing.
Time seemed to slow as she tried to focus her magic. A teleport was out of the question, she didn’t have enough time to charge up the spell. The best she could do was pull up a shield or push the Dog away with her telekinesis. Before she could decide what to do, there was a sound akin to an explosion and the smell of something burning. The Diamond Dog fell, his expression one of horror and confusion as the gaping hole in his chest bled out.
There were five more explosions in quick succession, followed by five thuds and a matching number of pained howls. Twilight quickly looked around to see five more Diamond Dogs, each of them on the ground in complete agony.
She didn’t know what had happened. Her first thought was that maybe she had done something in her panic.
“What did ya do!?” Applejack yelled. The unicorn turned to her friend, worried that the angry outburst had been directed at her, and saw her looking at the human in terror.
For his part, the human seemed the perfect model of tranquility. They watched as he did something with his weapon, knocking a cylindrical part out, shaking loose six ‘shells’ and replacing them with six apparently fresh ones with speed and efficiency that could only come from much practice. Twilight shuddered at the thought of how much practice he must’ve had. “Why did you just stand there?” he asked harshly.
“How could you kill them so easily!?” Twilight yelled back, doing her best to make sure her gaze didn’t linger on the corpses.
“Scum like that don’t deserve to live,” he said venomously. “I was doing the world a service.” At that moment another Diamond Dog, unaware of the situation topside, burst from the ground right behind the Courier. Twilight yelled out a warning that wasn’t needed.
The Courier dropped to one knee, avoiding the first swing made by the Diamond Dog. The second punch was blocked, and immediately countered with an uppercut to the chin with his left fist. This sent the canine reeling, and to his doom.
The Courier leapt forward, bringing his right fist down heavily onto the Diamond Dog’s head. Normally, this would have knocked him unconscious and left him with a serious concussion. With the Displacer Glove... there was little in the way of a head remaining. The spray of gore that ensued was, for lack of a better word, tremendous.
The ponies stared, wide-eyed and in terror, as the Courier turned around, splattered with brain, blood and bone. “What?” he asked calmly, as though nothing had happened.
Applejack took a step back towards Fluttershy, who had long since fainted. “Ah-Ah can’t do this, Twi, Ah just can’t,” she stammered. “Ah can’t be around this fella if he’s gonna go murderin’ all those Diamond Dogs.”
“Applejack...” Twilight said before trailing off. “Take Fluttershy back to the library. Get Spike to send the Princess a letter, we might need help.”
“Can do, Twi,” the farmer replied, immensely happy for a reason to not be around the human.
“Where are they going?” the Courier asked, pointing a finger at the two disappearing ponies.
“To get help,” Twilight replied, not adding that said ‘help’ might wind up fighting him. There was a brief moment of silence. “How were you able to do that?” the unicorn asked.
“If you want to survive where I’m from, you gotta be prepared to let part of yourself die,” the human replied, a note of sadness in his voice. “Namely, the part of you that knows that killing is wrong. The Courier sighed. “I’d rather solve this whole mess with words, believe me, but they attacked first. We ain’t got a choice now but to finish it.” The Courier looked around. “Let’s find a way down,” he said. Those girls ain’t gonna save themselves.
Author’s Notes:
Well... I ain’t got much, really. Enjoy, I s’pose.
Oh, there's the part of Fallout we like.
GORE!
LOVELY, LOVELY GORE!
Yay, for traumatizing ponies!
...And possibly getting a one-way ticket to the moon, if Celestia decides him a threat after the letter.
ha
When I was able to on New Vegas I got the bloody mess perk immediatly and to me this chapter was beautiful
BADASS INDEED
Like a BOSS
Ah the slaves traders at Paradise fall, I use a mini nuke on a group of them and a mini-gun for the rest...good times. Don't get me started of what i did to the slavers at the Pitt...i broke an auto axe in the progress. Keep up the good work
Here is all I gotta say.
BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD, SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!
Khorne is pleased with your sacrifice.
Also, if you are in need of a pre-reader don't hesitate to ask
Wooo bloody mess Frak yeah!
Did he use V.A.T.S.? Cheater.
Oh who am I kidding, I use that ALL the time.
VATS is best targeting system.
And so the rain of blood and gore of the guilty shall commence. Can't wait to see how the princess shall handle all this violence
Bah, submachine gun! Wheres the fat man, Nuke em!
ah yes, removing the slaver nests. Gotta love the stealth boys for those ones. Stealth boys and grenades. It's a bloody good time
Bwahahahaha! GOOORREEEE, weehoo! That's how I like it! And those looks of fear and terror in the innocent ponies eyes... Tasty... That's the Fallout way!
And of course here's a badge of approval for you:
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And the first shots are fired.
OOO, and my second guess for the person the Courier is talking to is the Lone Wanderer from Fallout 3.
Hopeful but will still look for more clues.
Gore, oh how I love you.
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Seeing he's recounting his tale, that didn't happen.
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I prefer marching in there with a Gatling Laser, a set of T45-d, Lincoln's hat and the ghoul mask. Zombie Lincoln, Destroyer of Slavers!
Oh my... Something tells me there's going to be a lot more bloodshed before the Courier realizes that Equestria is by no means anything like the Wasteland.... not that I'm complaining. And since everyone else seems to be doing this, the way I prefer to eliminate the scum of the earth known as slavers is to charge their position, fully suited up in Hellfire armor, and then mow the bastards down with my good friend Eugene. Either that, or I pick them off from a distance with a good old Sniper Rifle.
522870 And nobody ever using energy weapons! Which is unfortunate, because there's nothing like sending somebody back 10 feet and turning them into dust in one fell swoop.
Badass Courier is badass. I just blow people apart with my Anti-Material rifle. Incendiary ammunition is the best, I get to shoot raiders AND light them on fire! Two in one!
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Oh please, there's nothing better than shoving a shotgun up to somebody's face and pulling the trigger!
...NO MOM, VIDEO GAMES AREN'T MAKING ME VIOLENT. SHUT UP.
How did I mess that up!?
The Sequoia is a five-shooter, not a six-shooter! My guy is running around with one in my current save, dammit!
I feel so stupid.
I think I'll just handwave it with 'custom-made parts from the Gun Runners'...
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Now i would have felt all sadistic throughout this chapter like but with all that happening in front of Fluttershy? NO.
But still i enjoy the ol' KILLEVERYTHINGINSECONDSWITHEVERYTHINGYOUHAAVEBRUTALLLLYYY
mmmm, a nice hot dish of whoopass with a side of ludicrous gibblets
"Sometimes you gotta let a part of yourself die."
Thats the world we live in sometimes.
525041 Zombie Lincoln made my day thank you
I have an odd craving for bananas now.
“If you want to survive where I’m from, you gotta be prepared to let part of yourself die,” the human replied, a note of sadness in his voice. “Namely, the part of you that knows that killing is wrong." the best line of any post apocalyptic scenario
displacer glove sucks, the ballistic fist is what he should be using
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Four score and seven years ago I kicked some slaver ass!
523161 for once i got to agree with you chaos wanks
HE NEEDS A BALLISTIC FIST OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT. SHOTGUN ON THE ARM FTW
528401 you know what is any of the fallout games any good I thought about buying them but then some people say they sucked others said they were good and none of them explained why they were good or bad so can you please explain the pros and cons of the game
Damn...
1052367Aye, the Heretic is correct.....this time. KILL THE SLAVER XENOS SCUM! PURGE THEM IN THE EMPERORS NAME!
1050th coment i love this story
He's talking to the lone wonder .... the slave camp gave that up...
Because....
I guess the Royal Guard are just for show?
Really, crime exists in every society. Slight insanity is, from what we've seen, fairly common in Equestria.
Quite good. 〒_〒 yes...
*blinks*
... Holy shit. I just realized that the Courier is talking to the Lone Wanderer. He's telling this story at a fucking bar, isn't he?
Man, that's a cool image. The Courier and the Lone Wanderer shooting the shit at some bar, trading war stories, and this is what comes up!
Oh well, time for some wrecking music that amuses us and fits:
6032968 definitely something I would be hearing in fallout
I'm now guessing that the Courier's audience is the Lone Wanderer.
7045000 Lone Wanderer and The Courier in Equestria FUCK YEAH
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I'm sure they have equally crazy shit to share.
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The Fallout protagonists have the unique ability to always win no matter what. Celestia would lose...somehow. And probably won't be able to explain how it happened. It just would.
Well, at least he admitted that and wasn't a total jerk about it.
And at this point I'm fairly sure he's talking to The Lone Wanderer. If I wasn't all but certain of it from the last two hints, I am now.