Fallout Equestria: Sleepless in Seaddle (Closing, IC)

[Morlodania]

Trit thinks for a second. "I took one sip. He drank a whole bottle. Then he passed out. It was kind of funny. I made sure it looked like things had happened. Hopefully he falls for it..." She grins slightly.

"Remind me not to pass out when you're around." Ghost chuckled.

"Oh... Trying to be funny, I see..." Trit gently punches his shoulder with her hoof. "Silly Ghost. Thinking he can be funny." She grins at him, and leans on him lightly.

[The Republic of Greater Appalachia]

"Oh... Trying to be funny, I see..." Trit gently punches his shoulder with her hoof. "Silly Ghost. Thinking he can be funny." She grins at him, and leans on him lightly.

"I wouldn't be me if I didn't throw in a joke or two now and then." Ghost says while smiling.

[Morlodania]

"Oh... Trying to be funny, I see..." Trit gently punches his shoulder with her hoof. "Silly Ghost. Thinking he can be funny." She grins at him, and leans on him lightly.

"I wouldn't be me if I didn't throw in a joke or two now and then." Ghost says while smiling.

"Yeah, but you never have any funny jokes!" Trit wraps a hoof around him, hugging him lightly. "So... Do you like me really hot or not, just curious..." Trit tried to keep her body around the same as him, but she was still a bit warmer than a normal pony. She wouldn't burn him like this, nor at her regular temperature, but she would feel warm, to say the least.

[The Republic of Greater Appalachia]

"Yeah, but you never have any funny jokes!" Trit wraps a hoof around him, hugging him lightly. "So... Do you like me really hot or not, just curious..." Trit tried to keep her body around the same as him, but she was still a bit warmer than a normal pony. She wouldn't burn him like this, nor at her regular temperature, but she would feel warm, to say the least.

"Is that a trick question?" Ghost said with a huge smile. Ghot was still in most of his armor, so he couldn't really tell how warm Trit really was, but since he had his helmet off he could feel her warmth around his neck.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Years ago one colt was left abandoned to die in a forest. If it had not been for a band of nomads he would've died that night. They took him in and cared for him as he grew. He was taught survival skills which turned out to be his talent. It was with these nomads that he met the mare of his dreams. Crystal Flare. The two quickly became best friends. Eventually though they grew closer moving from friends to Girlfriend-Boyfriend. It was a happy life in this terrible world. Little did he know his life would be ripped from him. This is the Story of Darkest-Xertion and how his life was taken from him.

Darkest is a green Earth Pony with long Green and Black hair.

A few days ago.
24 Miles from Maregaton

One minute he was asleep enjoying a plain and simple dream. The next Darkest-Xertion awoke to the sounds of shouting. He rubbed his eyes and got out of bed. More screams came from outside his tent. Dark ran outside and was met with dead bodies, Injured ponies and some ponies fighting. It was clear to him what was going on. Raiders were attacking. He took a look along the dead ponies abd found a knife. Picking up the knife he joined in the fight slashing the neck of a pony. Suddenly he heard a shriek and he ran towards it. For the first time in his life he felt scared, he dropped the knife. Laying on the ground was his Girlfriend's lifeless body. Tears welled in his eyes as he ran off abandoning the camp.

He returned later. Bodies were everywhere. The raiders had won. Everyone Dark cared about was dead. He sat down and began to cry. Suddenly he stopped and walked over to where he had dropped the knife. Staring at it he had a thought. What if he hadn't have ran? Could he have saved them? These thoughts would stay with him forever. He found a map near by looking at it he decided to head to the closest city. Maregaton.

Something snapped in his brain this day. From here on out he made a metal note never to grow attached to anyone ever again. Never to help anyone again and never to associate himself with scone. It was clear to him now. The enemy was the ones who started the war. The Authority of the different countries. Thus the self-made anarchist was born and Darkest-Xertion's life changed forever.

Present Time
Maregaton
Darkest-Xertion gazed down from the hill he was on. After days of surviving in the wild he had reached his goal. He walked into the city. His plan was to find the local pub, buy a drink them find someplace to setup camp for the night. As luck would have it Darkest stunned right up unto a Pub. Stepping inside he walked up to the bartender and asked for a drink.

The bartender came out from the back where he had just finished wrestling the dead body of a stallion outside. "Welcome to the Tipsy Witch friend. What can I get you?" He said with a grin. In the background a pair of stallions were hoof wrestling while a mare cheered each on. To another side a group of ponies were playing poker with a pile of caps in the middle of the table. Old, scratchy fiddle music played from the beaten up radio.

[The Time Alliance]

Darkest observed the bar around him. He really didn't feel comfortable around so many ponies. He knew not to trust anyone after the incident. As he walked towards the bar he made sure to keep watch on the others in case they wanted to try something. Whilst doing so he forgot to pay attention in front of him. Suddenly a voice yelled out. "Welcome to the Tipsy Witch friend. What can I get you?"
Dark immediately turned his attention to the bartender. This was one pony Dark knew he couldn't trust. But he did need a drink.

He thought it over to himself before deciding to treat himself to some cider so he didn't get too drunk and thus lose his survival instincts.

"Just some Cider please." Dark told the waiter before turning his head to make sure his back was safe.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Darkest observed the bar around him. He really didn't feel comfortable around so many ponies. He knew not to trust anyone after the incident. As he walked towards the bar he made sure to keep watch on the others in case they wanted to try something. Whilst doing so he forgot to pay attention in front of him. Suddenly a voice yelled out. "Welcome to the Tipsy Witch friend. What can I get you?"
Dark immediately turned his attention to the bartender. This was one pony Dark knew he couldn't trust. But he did need a drink.

He thought it over to himself before deciding to treat himself to some cider so he didn't get too drunk and thus lose his survival instincts.

"Just some Cider please." Dark told the waiter before turning his head to make sure his back was safe.

The bartender walked back into the storeroom and returned with a bottle of apple cider. "Your cider. Gimme a moment, I think there's a clean mug 'round here somewhere . . . " He looked under the counter and after much rummaging pulled out a cracked glass mug. "It holds cider at least." He replied and put the mug down in front of darkest.
He turned towards the store room before turning around again. "Just some tips. . . Don't gamble with the black mare with the blue mane and don't flirt with her either. The last stallion that tried just ended up out back." He said and gestured to the door he had wrestled the body through. "Otherwise, enjoy. Oh the ciders 10 caps."

[The Time Alliance]

Darkest watched the bartender walk to the back as he glanced over his shoulder to Make sure no one was a threat to him. His eyes rested on a black mare with a blue mane. Something seemed odd about her. At this moment the bartender walked back over to him placing the thing of cider in front of him before getting a glass to hold the cider in. Darkest continued examining the black mare when he heard the bartender
"Just some tips. . . Don't gamble with the black mare with the blue mane and don't flirt with her either. The last stallion that tried just ended up out back. Oh the ciders 10 caps."

As soon as the bartender said this Darkest reached down abd got some caps from his pouch. Lets see he now had 75 caps. Upon giving the caps to the bartender he grabbed the cider and poured himself a glass. He then turned back around and kept a steady eye on the mare. That was one mare he didn't trust.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Darkest watched the bartender walk to the back as he glanced over his shoulder to Make sure no one was a threat to him. His eyes rested on a black mare with a blue mane. Something seemed odd about her. At this moment the bartender walked back over to him placing the thing of cider in front of him before getting a glass to hold the cider in. Darkest continued examining the black mare when he heard the bartender
"Just some tips. . . Don't gamble with the black mare with the blue mane and don't flirt with her either. The last stallion that tried just ended up out back. Oh the ciders 10 caps."

As soon as the bartender said this Darkest reached down abd got some caps from his pouch. Lets see he now had 75 caps. Upon giving the caps to the bartender he grabbed the cider and poured himself a glass. He then turned back around and kept a steady eye on the mare. That was one mare he didn't trust.

(I'm just gonna do some slight manipulation of time to fix the confusion I caused)
The mare (Frost) had just walked away from a booth where a black stallion sat drinking. She stumbled upstairs and disappeared.

Meanwhile, a drunken stallion (not the aforementioned one) approached Darkest. "Hey! Wha . . . What you doing here Fresh Meat?" He said and shoved Darkest.

[The Time Alliance]

Darkest sat watching the Blue mare as she stumbled upstairs. He went to take another drink when a drunken looking stallion walked over to him. Not taking chance Dark moved his hoof siren to his knife slowly as to not attract attention to himself. That's when the drunken pony made his first mistake. He shoved Darkest. Now if that wasn't stupid enough. Darkest unlike this stallion was sober and thus self-aware. Dark wasn't one to look for fights but he would defend himself.
Pulling out his knife he spoke in a low voice. "You can walk away now, or get hurt. Choose. "

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Darkest sat watching the Blue mare as she stumbled upstairs. He went to take another drink when a drunken looking stallion walked over to him. Not taking chance Dark moved his hoof siren to his knife slowly as to not attract attention to himself. That's when the drunken pony made his first mistake. He shoved Darkest. Now if that wasn't stupid enough. Darkest unlike this stallion was sober and thus self-aware. Dark wasn't one to look for fights but he would defend himself.
Pulling out his knife he spoke in a low voice. "You can walk away now, or get hurt. Choose. "

The stallion stumbled back, "What the hell?! Listen 'ere Fresh Meat, No . . . Nopony threatens me . . . Nopony." He said swaying drunkenly. Some of the other bar occupants turned to watch. Some backed away while others watched intently hoping for another bar brawl to break out. The bartender sighed and pulled a sawn off shotgun out from under the counter, breaking the barrels and loading it.

[The Flutterlands]

Zing padded his big brother on the back. 'Good Job! Good Job!"
Jast smirked. "Not bad... Not bad at all."

"I think the aim is off for me... I aimed off to the side a little, and it hit closer to the middle." He looked at Zing, and handed him the rifle slowly. "Your turn again, bro." He grinned broadly, and backed away toward Jast.

Jast walked towards Zing. "Now, Zing. You're quite good with stationary targets. You do really well."
Zing looked up at Jast and smiled. "I learned it all from you bros."
Jast laughed. "Yes. Yes you did. But, now, you'll be trying out moving targets."
"Oh boy!" Said Zing, excitedly, "I never got to try that out!"
"Well." said Jast, "Today, you will try it out. Now, it'll require focus."
Zing smiled and turned to Kindle. "I get to shoot moving targets! Want to watch? I'll give you a try after."

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Dark Heart
After two hours of celebrating and cleaning up after the battle, Dark Heart and the other Zebra Brothers decided to go visit Ghost, and see how he's doing. Black Hawk lead his crew to Trit's house, and knocked on her door...

[The Republic of Greater Appalachia]

After two hours of celebrating and cleaning up after the battle, Dark Heart and the other Zebra Brothers decided to go visit Ghost, and see how he's doing. Black Hawk lead his crew to Trit's house, and knocked on her door...

"Again?" Ghost thought to himself. He hasn't really relaxed since he got back to the house, and that was something he wanted to do. "Who's there?" He asked.

[The Time Alliance]

Darkest sat watching the Blue mare as she stumbled upstairs. He went to take another drink when a drunken looking stallion walked over to him. Not taking chance Dark moved his hoof siren to his knife slowly as to not attract attention to himself. That's when the drunken pony made his first mistake. He shoved Darkest. Now if that wasn't stupid enough. Darkest unlike this stallion was sober and thus self-aware. Dark wasn't one to look for fights but he would defend himself.
Pulling out his knife he spoke in a low voice. "You can walk away now, or get hurt. Choose. "

The stallion stumbled back, "What the hell?! Listen 'ere Fresh Meat, No . . . Nopony threatens me . . . Nopony." He said swaying drunkenly. Some of the other bar occupants turned to watch. Some backed away while others watched intently hoping for another bar brawl to break out. The bartender sighed and pulled a sawn off shotgun out from under the counter, breaking the barrels and loading it.

Darkest laughed taking note of the Shotgun which the bartender just pulled out. He stared at the drunken stallion. He was really drunk beating him would be easy but Dark would give him one final chance. "Last warning. Walk away or get hurt." And held the knife up to show that he was serious. He didn't care who this stallion was. If he wanted to fight Dark would wound to kill not injure.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

The stallion stumbled back, "What the hell?! Listen 'ere Fresh Meat, No . . . Nopony threatens me . . . Nopony." He said swaying drunkenly. Some of the other bar occupants turned to watch. Some backed away while others watched intently hoping for another bar brawl to break out. The bartender sighed and pulled a sawn off shotgun out from under the counter, breaking the barrels and loading it.

Darkest laughed taking note of the Shotgun which the bartender just pulled out. He stared at the drunken stallion. He was really drunk beating him would be easy but Dark would give him one final chance. "Last warning. Walk away or get hurt." And held the knife up to show that he was serious. He didn't care who this stallion was. If he wanted to fight Dark would wound to kill not injure.

The stallion guffawed. "The new stallion thinks I'm afraid of his little toothpick!" He announced to everypony in the bar. "Well then new buck. I'm gonna have ta show you a new world of hurt." He said with a drunken grin. "Oy boys! Help me with the bastard!" He said and 2 others stood up from the poker match. The first was blinded in one eye and had a battle saddle with a small pistol mounted to it. Another was burly, larger than the big stallion and broke a bottle against the counter which made the bartender grumble under his breath. Both advanced on Darkest laughing menacingly. A third stranger stood up from a bar stool. He was not a pony but was actually a Hellhound. His face was wrapped in a dark grey scarf, leaving only the right eye visible, and he wore a dark grey cloak which reached the top of his legs as he raised himself on his hind legs to his full height, standing about as tall as 2 ponies (if ponies are measured on all fours). He stretched his large, thickset arms and clicked his knuckles. The right arm was decorated in a red swirling tribal tattoo that covered the entire arm and stood out clearly on his light brown coat. His arms ended in massive paws that were tipped with a long menacing claw on each finger. He turned to face the little group that had formed and flashed Darkest a wink with his only eye before walking up behind the largest pony.

The leader, still drunk out of his mind, hadn't noticed the hound. He swung a hoof haphazardly at Darkest. If the blow landed it would floor him but his aim wasn't very good at all.

(Up to you if it hit or not.)

[The Time Alliance]

Dark looked at the three new fighters. One was obviously blind on one eye so it should be easy to sneak upn behind him. The other one was stronger than the other two. Obviously he would be the harder pony to fight. That's when he noticed the bartender. This bartender apparently didn't like this Vagrant Riff-Raff in his bar. Maybe he can pull the bartender to his side's to even the odds. That's when the third pony or hellhound stood up and got behind the group. At this sight Darkest continued to keep his expression set, however even he had to back away at the sight of this beast. Then it winked at him. Dark knew just what that meant or at least he hoped he did. Suddenly he noticed the drunken stallion lift his hoof up to punch Darkest. Darkest expertly , dodged it abd grabbed the ponies arm.

"Hello. I am Darkest-Xertion. Walk away and don't try fighting me. Or Anyone as it seems you have a few enemies. " Dark said in a low deep voice as he smirked still holding the other ponies hoof.

(Make your move. It's fine if a punch connects)

[The Flutterlands]

After two hours of celebrating and cleaning up after the battle, Dark Heart and the other Zebra Brothers decided to go visit Ghost, and see how he's doing. Black Hawk lead his crew to Trit's house, and knocked on her door...

"Again?" Ghost thought to himself. He hasn't really relaxed since he got back to the house, and that was something he wanted to do. "Who's there?" He asked.

"Me, Black Hawk!" laughed the masked griffin, who was just a little intoxicated at the moment. "I got the crew with me... Mind if we visit?"

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Dark looked at the three new fighters. One was obviously blind on one eye so it should be easy to sneak upn behind him. The other one was stronger than the other two. Obviously he would be the harder pony to fight. That's when he noticed the bartender. This bartender apparently didn't like this Vagrant Riff-Raff in his bar. Maybe he can pull the bartender to his side's to even the odds. That's when the third pony or hellhound stood up and got behind the group. At this sight Darkest continued to keep his expression set, however even he had to back away at the sight of this beast. Then it winked at him. Dark knew just what that meant or at least he hoped he did. Suddenly he noticed the drunken stallion lift his hoof up to punch Darkest. Darkest expertly , dodged it abd grabbed the ponies arm.

"Hello. I am Darkest-Xertion. Walk away and don't try fighting me. Or Anyone as it seems you have a few enemies. " Dark said in a low deep voice as he smirked still holding the other ponies hoof.

(Make your move. It's fine if a punch connects)

The leader swung his free hoof wildly, clipping Darkest on the shoulder. Behind him the largest pony moved to jab at Darkest with the shattered bottle but his attack was halted when a massive paw closed around his neck and hoisted him up. The stallion was brought to face the singular eye of the hound who was growling menacingly. He shook the stallion and threw him into one of the nearby walls with both his paws. The stallion landed with a crunch and collapsed to the floor having barely survived thanks to his build. He coughed heavily and slumped to the floor.

The smaller pony with the dagger moved lithely passed the hound and jabbed at Darkest in an attempt to loosen his grip on the lead stallion.

[The Time Alliance]

Darkest continued to hold on to the ponies arm even after he clipped his shoulder. It was a glancing blow though so he didn't take much damage. Dark looked up and saw the largest pony move towards him. Thankfully that giant beast behind him turned on who Darkest thought we his allies. A great deal of confidence returned to Darkest as the only things which could do him harm were taken out of the equation. That's when a searing pain hit Darkest. Getting the knife hit him he let go of the stallion in front of him. That hadn't been a glancing blow at all. Darkest stumbled before picking himself abnd his knife.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Darkest continued to hold on to the ponies arm even after he clipped his shoulder. It was a glancing blow though so he didn't take much damage. Dark looked up and saw the largest pony move towards him. Thankfully that giant beast behind him turned on who Darkest thought we his allies. A great deal of confidence returned to Darkest as the only things which could do him harm were taken out of the equation. That's when a searing pain hit Darkest. Getting the knife hit him he let go of the stallion in front of him. That hadn't been a glancing blow at all. Darkest stumbled before picking himself abnd his knife.

The hound turned to the counter and grabbed a bottle of whiskey and left the caps for it on the counter. The bartender nodded at him appreciatively as the hound stepped towards the one eyed pony who was attempting to sneak up on Darkest. The pony whirled around and stabbed his dagger at the hound who blocked with his arm. The dagger glanced of a metal gauntlet that covered the hounds left arm which had been concealed under his cloak until now. The hound made a sound which seemed to be laughter and clouted the pony in the face, using the bottle as a bat. The bottle shattered and the pony dropped to the ground concussed. The hound looked at the bottle and a sighing noise was heard from under his scarf.

He stepped towards the final pony who was still tussling with Darkest and hesitated. He was worried he might hit Darkest in the fight and injure him so he stood back and decided to make sure nopony interfered. This stallion looked like he could take care of a drunkard any day although the stab to his shoulder would need treatment.

[The Time Alliance]

Darkest-Xertion held his wound for only a minute before becoming engaged in combat n with that stupid drunkard. If the other pony was sober he would probably have ran away from Darkest by now. Sadly though the alcohol had distorted his mind already. Darkest noticed that the hound had taken care of everyone except the drunken pony. For some reason though it refused to attack the drunken pony. Darkest didn't really care however seeing as how he wanted to get payback on thus drunken stallion. Darkest threw the drunken pony on the ground and began pounding him With a large volley of punches to the ponies face and stomach.

[Morlodania]

Jast walked towards Zing. "Now, Zing. You're quite good with stationary targets. You do really well."
Zing looked up at Jast and smiled. "I learned it all from you bros."
Jast laughed. "Yes. Yes you did. But, now, you'll be trying out moving targets."
"Oh boy!" Said Zing, excitedly, "I never got to try that out!"
"Well." said Jast, "Today, you will try it out. Now, it'll require focus."
Zing smiled and turned to Kindle. "I get to shoot moving targets! Want to watch? I'll give you a try after."

Kindle looked to his brothers. "I would LOVE to watch!" Kindle walked over to the two, and looked back and forth. "So... Where are the moving targets?"

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Darkest-Xertion held his wound for only a minute before becoming engaged in combat n with that stupid drunkard. If the other pony was sober he would probably have ran away from Darkest by now. Sadly though the alcohol had distorted his mind already. Darkest noticed that the hound had taken care of everyone except the drunken pony. For some reason though it refused to attack the drunken pony. Darkest didn't really care however seeing as how he wanted to get payback on thus drunken stallion. Darkest threw the drunken pony on the ground and began pounding him With a large volley of punches to the ponies face and stomach.

The hound watched as Darkest beat the living daylights out of the drunkard. Feeling the drunkard had had enough and was almost beaten to death the hound stepped in. He carefully lifted Darkest off of the drunkard while watching where his claws were while he did.

"Okay, I think he's had enough there friend. Let's worry a little more about that hole in your shoulder why don't we?" He asked, his voice muffles by the scarf. He kicked the drunk stallion unceremoniously in the rear who limped off as quickly as possible.

[The Flutterlands]

Jast walked towards Zing. "Now, Zing. You're quite good with stationary targets. You do really well."
Zing looked up at Jast and smiled. "I learned it all from you bros."
Jast laughed. "Yes. Yes you did. But, now, you'll be trying out moving targets."
"Oh boy!" Said Zing, excitedly, "I never got to try that out!"
"Well." said Jast, "Today, you will try it out. Now, it'll require focus."
Zing smiled and turned to Kindle. "I get to shoot moving targets! Want to watch? I'll give you a try after."

Kindle looked to his brothers. "I would LOVE to watch!" Kindle walked over to the two, and looked back and forth. "So... Where are the moving targets?"

"Follow me," said Jast.
Jast lead the two foals to another section of the Shooting range. There, they were in a room, similar to the room they were in last. Only this time, the targets weren't the big painted metal slabs, like the ones before, but, rather they were small cardboard-like slabs, placed on some sort of device that swung them back and forth from left to right.
The trio stopped at a shooting booth, which Jast chose for them. They went to the seats across from the booth, where Jast helped Zing get ready for more lessons.

[Morlodania]

"Follow me," said Jast.
Jast lead the two foals to another section of the Shooting range. There, they were in a room, similar to the room they were in last. Only this time, the targets weren't the big painted metal slabs, like the ones before, but, rather they were small cardboard-like slabs, placed on some sort of device that swung them back and forth from left to right.
The trio stopped at a shooting booth, which Jast chose for them. They went to the seats across from the booth, where Jast helped Zing get ready for more lessons.

Kindle followed Jast impatiently. He really wanted to see Zing shoot again, because Zing was such a good shot. When they came to the room, kindles stared, half in awe, half in confusion, at the moving targets. They waved back and forth. How? It wasn't magic, they didn't glow. So... What was it? "How do they move like that, Jast?" He looked to the larger stallion, totally confused as to how these things worked.