MOD: Clarification on Backstory

Well, grab a seat, everypony.  I’ve got some explaining to do.

Back about… I want to say about a year ago–although I think it’s less than that, not sure when (and I’m too lazy to go to mIRC right now to look at the logs to confirm this), I was playing with my friend TicTac (whom you might know from his ask blog or his normal Tumblr account) and putting some details of Octy’s into an RP setting.  How I had played the whole thing out was quite divergent from what I featured in today’s post of Sunlight accounting for the destruction of her Stable.

So, let me take a minute to set some things straight from a post done a very long time ago, in a gala– wait, wrong show.

Sunlight Octave was the daughter of the Overmare of Stable 7.  She had a father (well, duh); a brother, Emery Fireshot; and a sister whom I’ve yet to name in character–and who wasn’t introduced in the previous entries regarding Octy’s family.  None of these facts have been altered history wise from the introductory post and RP session in the FoE RP channels.

These facts are different, please note them:

  • Emery did not betray the Stable to the Enclave.
  • Emery did not kill his mother.
  • Emery did survive.
  • The Renewal, a scavenged Enclave Raptor-class vessel that was discovered by Ditzy Doo and company in TenMihara’s story, Fallout: Equestria, Ditzy Doo Chronicles, did not actually attack the Sky Dancer nor was it the cause of Stable 7’s collapse.  (Not so subtle hint: go read this story if you want to know more about Ditzy…like, NOW…)

I didn’t feel like redacting everything I’ve done so far just because how her life should have played out has changed in my mind.  Why that is comes down to a pretty decent reason: my RP style as has changed since I acted out that scene.

Back when TicTac and I worked on that together, I was all about shock and awe: emotional straining just for the sake of doing it.  And, to be pretty honest, that’s both really had to pull off and gets old quickly if you don’t do it right.  And I was not doing it right.  I look back on the summary of that post and want to laugh out of how embarrassingly hideous it is.  At least I can laugh at it rather than wrangle my hands and get down on myself for publishing content that was horrifyingly disgusting and should have been burned with fire.

I’ll be doing more RP posts for Octy in the coming days, and turning this back into an Ask blog.

This means I’ll probably need to learn to draw.

Hoo, boy.

Also, I’ll be cleaning up some of the non-RP stuff and getting those sorted to my mod blog–which means switching my following blog list over to that so I keep them correctly sorted.

Safe travels, friends!

Th-the Enclave destroyed your Stable!? I’m so sorry…

sighs softly Thank you for your sympathy.

It was difficult to deal with.  At least they had the decency to attack in the afternoon, rather than at night where we would have been caught totally off guard.  Brought down one of their damned ships, the Sky Dancer, and literally blasted the door down.

We never had an established protocol by which to evacuate the Stable.  Thankfully, Stable 7 had a design quirk: it had more than one entry point.  This fact was not made public knowledge until we needed to evacuate.  Mother—the Overmare—decided that if the population knew, it would cause a panic about how secure a secret access door to the outside was.  Didn’t want that.

After the door came flying in, she dispatched the security personnel—all ten of them.  I’d like to say our ponies fought valiantly, but it seems that they didn’t last long against the high powered energy weapons that the Enclave pegasi troops used.  We tried to shut further inside doors, locking them down.

The Sky Dancer made quick work of them.  Fired their main guns right into the entrance.  It was like a beam of angry fire that eradicated anything that dared to stand in its path.  More pegasi troops stormed in, armed with explosives, magical energy weapons, and those Luna-damned suits with those stingers.

My mother gave the order to evacuate as soon as the second wave came storming inside.  I wasn’t there to witness it, but the reports from other survivors that were close to the office indicated that they stormed the Overmare’s office, and then used a flamethrower to… to…

*chokes up for a moment*

The Stable was chaos.  How do you evacuate when you don’t know where to evacuate to?  The outside was still considered a poisoned waste, filled with things that defied the imagination—although they were creations of our own lack of knowledge and far-flung concepts about what might be there.  Inside was becoming a blood-filled nightmare.  I took over, galloping to the habitat level and told everypony that was still down there to leave immediately.  ”Take nothing with you, there is no time!  These pegasi outside want to kill us, and I do not know why.  Grab your foals if you have them and just run.

The hundred and twenty odd ponies that were off shift on the Habitat level followed my orders.  Yet, I still knew there were others behind, in the labs and going about their daily jobs.  One hundred and seventy four ponies.  Ninety-four pegasi, fifty unicorns and thirty earth ponies… including the Overmare, my father, and my little sister who had just gotten her cutie mark—the sun breaching the horizon and beginning its ascent into the sky.

But the fucking rub of it all… the Enclave wasn’t done.

I don’t understand how they found out about the Stable’s design.  Never did stick around to ask, probably could make some inquiries with Calamity and Velvet Remedy now that things are a bit more…*wry chuckle* stable.

We had gotten about half-way through the evacuation when the entire Stable shook.  Worse than any earthquake that we’d ever read about.  It was the Sky Dancer.  Convinced that there were more ponies inside—and apparently Tartarus-bent on making an example for somepony, I can’t imagine who—they started to burn the Stable alive.  Must have used their main guns to blast away the rock and dirt that kept the inner walls secured.  Everypony was panicking, and we knew we just needed to get out.

It wasn’t the most horrible part, though.  I could hear their troops—their own attack squad—burn alive as they were shot by the Sky Dancer.  They had betrayed the ponies sent to carry out the attack.  The Enclave had simply no lines they wouldn’t cross to accomplish whatever twisted goals they had in mind.

My brother and I survived.  The other ponies that made it out… I did the best I could to help them.  Most had lost family.  And now we all had no home.

We escaped into the Everfree for shelter, until we slowly filtered and made our way to various parts of the Wasteland.

Well well well, a Stable that can pick up my transmissions! Suck it DJ Pon3! So, what do you guys listen to in that post-apocalyptic utopia of a Stable that succeeded?

Nothing. The Stable was destroyed by the Enclave when they attempted to seize it. I’m only one of a few scattered survivors. We tried to get everyone out, me and my brother Emery. Mom–well, to say more appropriately, the Overmare, didn’t make it out.

That is not to say I don’t like music! We like Sweetie Belle classics, as well as the melodic offerings of Velvet Remedy.

Anyone got any fallout equestria drawing ideas?

ask-velvet-remedy:

falloutequestriafluttershy:

ssgsilvercolts:

falloutequestriafluttershy:

((Fluttershy and Velvet in FOTA wear would be great!))

I’m not quiet sure what FOTA means could you tell me?

((Followers of the Apocalypse))

((I like to use FotA as the Followers acronym. The lowercase o…

My acronymia (Yes, it’s a word: don’t question me XD)

MoI: Ministry of Image
MWT: Ministry of Wartime Technologies
MoA: Ministry of Awesome
MoP: Ministry of Peace
MoM: Ministry of Morale
MAS: Ministry of Arcane Sciences

Anyone got any fallout equestria drawing ideas?

Dear Non-Instrument Players

tictacsareaddictive:

foxkidd:

this is a trumpet

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this is a big trumpet

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this is a really big trumpet

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this is the queer trumpet 

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this is the heterosexual trumpet

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this is a squeaky trumpet 

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This is a bangy trumpet

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As a trumpet player, I can confirm this is completely correct.

Mmhmm…

2) French Horn
3) Tuba
4) Saxophone
5) Clarinet
6) Flute
7) Rat Tom

Yes, I’m missing the joke.  I don’t care.  #YOLO.