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Equestria was a land of peace.

Invasions of changelings. Long slumbering conquerors. Relics of untold and heinous power. The cruel humor of a mad god of chaos. While countless dangers had befallen the magical land of Equestria in the past it was always the honest hearts of the ponies, pegasi, and unicorns that ensured it's prosperity time and time again.

One such unicorn, Twilight Sparkle, had begun experimentation on a new form of teleportation spell. It was during a bright and sunny morning that her eagerness finally outstretched her normally meticulous precautions. During her first proper casting of the spell she made a mistake.

In a flash of blinding, overpowering light Twilight found herself in a strange alien place. Cold, colorless rock seemed to cover every inch of the ground around her as constructs of glass and steel stretched into the sky above her head. It was only after casting her spell for the first time did Twilight realize it didn't simply take her to another location, but another realm entirely.

Within moments of arrival she spotted the residents of the world. Strange creatures unlike the ponies she was used to seeing. Though she wished to return home without incident her curiosity got the better of her.

After a series of long panicked misunderstandings regarding her nature Twilight was able to return home, having started a dialogue between Equestria and the strange new world of “Earth”. For a time everypony in Equestria was abuzz with talk of the new world, the new race, and the wondrous potentials that seemed to await them.

The creatures who lived on the new world, ‘Humans”, had a lot to offer. While they were ignorant and incapable in all things magic they had a wondrous grasp over the non-magical manipulation of the world around them. Trade was incredibly enticing to the humans and had the potential to be immensely lucrative for the Equestrians.

The first exchange was simple. Basic magic spell books in exchange for human science and physics textbooks. It seemed like a harmless, almost childish trade. Like students trading reading material between classes. Though Unicorn magic was largely useless to the humans, the spell books still acted as an introduction to an art long since dead and buried on Earth.

Just the mere possibilities the books presented were enough to ignite something in the humans.

Something dangerous.

It wasn’t long before human researchers managed to extrapolate the means of harnessing magic for themselves and a glorified magics arms race exploded between opposing human groups. Basic magical knowledge was used to engineer grotesque weapons that immediately made mankind’s previous arsenal of mass destruction utterly obsolete.

The Equestrians were left gaping in shock as the Humans twisted basic, almost mundane magic into horrifying engines of doom.

Plans were quickly made by the Equestrians to intervene. To warn the humans and do everything in their power to dissuade them from abusing magic any further before it was-

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Tensions boiled over and with weapon and ritual in hand the humans rent the world asunder.

THE RENDINGbegan.

The Earth shuttered as it was smashed by the ungodly might being unleashed. In the blink of an eye countless people died. Cities, entire chunks of landmass vanished as fire, light, and freezing cold splintered through the sky. In a matter of minutes all of human civilization, from governments and organizations, to the very law itself crumbled into nothingness as chaos swept over the land.

Though the violence ended quickly the deaths did not. The simultaneous use of so much destructive magic spread an unstable residue energy across the entire Earth. At first it seemed to do nothing. Then after a few days it began to effect the adult humans in ghastly ways. Millions began to die from mass organ failure. Those who didn't die lost themselves as were gradually warped and twisted into horrific monstrosities.

Younger adolescent humans were seemingly unaffected by the energy, but many found themselves alone as their parents died or tried to claim their lives in fits of inhuman madness.

By the time Equestria stepped in to give aid the entire adult population of the Earth had either been killed through fighting and illness, or rendered inhuman by the aftermath of their own weapons. They arrived to a smashed world filled with nothing but monsters and frightened, confused children and teens.

Equestria was confronted with an utter nightmare and began to devote a great deal of resources to resolving the crisis.

They formed an ‘army’ of sorts made up of guards to establish order, volunteers to treat and care for the massive amounts of young human survivors, and brave individuals tasked with getting rid of the remaining magical weapons both living and inert made by the humans.

It was difficult, dangerous, threatening work but the Equestrians achieved great success for their efforts. Yet they were still left with the survivors of a civilization that had no way of leading or rebuilding itself properly.

Countless debates were held and a torrent of concerns were raised. Many felt it wasn't right to expect the traumatized masses of young humans to fend for themselves after what had happened. Some feared that if left to themselves they would simply repeat what they had done, either on themselves or Equestria.

In an atmosphere of uncertainty a solution was presented...

Equestria would take Earth into its territorial domain as a kind of colony. Special facilities called ‘Reform Schools’ would be built on Earth. Here the young humans would be taken and have their memories erased with powerful magic. Freeing them of the burdens and traumas of their pasts. Allowing them to start their lives anew and be re-raised and re-educated under Equestrian values.

The plan concerned and deeply worried some. Yet few could argue with the results. Human children, who days before were left nearly catatonic from grief, were smiling and playing with others. Seeing the pain gone from their eyes made it difficult to object to the plan...


Ten years has passed since then and the world has changed.

The Earth has healed remarkably fast thanks in part to the assistance of the Equestrians. Forests grow, fields rise, and the wilderness has rapidly reclaimed much of the once overpopulated Earth. Abandoned towns, blasted cities, and the forgotten remains of facilities are now overgrown with the creeping tendrils of nature.

In the years since the construction of the reform schools Equestria has built it’s own settlements on Earth which has come to be seen as a new frontier. A wilder, more dangerous place of adventure and opportunity. Increasing numbers of ponies, griffons, dragons, and other races have immigrated to Earth in search of employment and a new start.

Only the settlements built or rebuilt by the Equestrians are readily lived in and considered safe. Outside of the new businesses constantly opening up there is a demand for explorers, scavengers, and adventurers on Earth. A hidden wealth of technology, riches, and secrets wait to be found in the otherwise abandoned areas of the world.

Along with the rush of opportunity the Equestrians have benefited immensely from adopting various elements of human technology. Firearms, radios, modern materials, motor vehicles, advanced electronics, robotics, computers, and more have been reverse engineered and given a unique twist by the Equestrians.

While Equestria itself remains just as rural and rustic as it’s always been, the settlements on Earth employ a mix of old and new technology. Crank operated cash registers are used in stores that sell motorized carriages while guards in knight like armor made from ‘modern’ materials patrol the streets with the assistance of vacuum tube filled surveillance robots. (Think something similar to Fallout Equestria in a sense)

The humans meanwhile live happy lives. Those who 'graduated' from reform school work and live in the settlements. While the children and teens still in the reform schools receive regular meals, education, and care with some even being adopted by Equestrian families.

However all is not well.

Dangerous creatures inhabit the wilderness of the Earth. The magical energies that ended the adults seemingly altered many of animals of the world. Turning them from simple beasts of instinct to highly aggressive, invasive, and murderous monsters. Other, far older dangers were seemingly awoken by the release of magic on Earth as things once only heard of in legend began to appear.

Some humans have also begun to remember things. Complete restoration of their memories was supposed to be impossible and it was. Yet that didn't stop fragments of memory from surviving. Phrases, locations, faces, names, bits and pieces of things without much if any context.

Even during the first year of the reform schools some children weren't as happy as others. They experienced nightmares, retained phobias and biases from before their memory wipes, and developed problematic personality traits. After ten years they've grown into rebellious 'problem children' that cause issues within the otherwise harmonious Reform Schools and in the Equestrian settlements on Earth.

On top of all that strange rumors have begun to spread as of late. Whispers say that somewhere on Earth is an artifact. An artifact of fabulous power that can grant any wish. Accomplish any task. Bring to life any desire. Accomplish even that which is unobtainable even through magical means.

And the rumors whisper that it is somewhere near the Equestrian settlement of Bellbrooke, located in the former British Isles...

Most assume it is nothing more then a story, but there are those who have taken a deep interest in the rumor. Even now schemes are being hatched and a shadow has begun to loom over both Equestria and Earth...





@agentnumalolI'm perfectly fine with visual novels, naughty or otherwise. If I can survive the likes of "When the Cicadas cry" then I can survive anything. However I'm in the same boat. I think I might have to cave and buy a new spooky game to really get in the Halloween spirit.

@glwgameplayerI need to continue playing Monster Hunter 4 ultimate but the padding on the joystick fell off, I need to get some glue or something to reattach it. Also ARK is interesting, but like most multiplayer games of that nature (RUST, est) it just devolves into a murder hobo simulator. You're more likely to see organized groups of people rounding up, bullying, imprisoning, and killing people who aren't organized.

Still it's a pretty neat concept overall so I can't blame an otherwise neat game for being unpleasant just because of other people.
So how's everyone doing? Looking forward to October and Halloween? I've been playing a lot of Darkest Dungeon the past couple of days and been thinking about trying to throw myself into Dark Souls again. I keep getting lost and forgetting what I'm supposed to be doing next.
@agentnumalolRed Dead Redemption 2 sounds kickass...but it sucks it's console exclusive :C

I'm happy I'm not the only one who found that stock photo creepy as well.

Well, I'm bringing it up now, and I'll have you know that I am adamantly OK with it. It's not like we know what we're seeing until you tell us, right?


Yay! I'm happy to hear that. When you phrase it like that though my worry feels a little silly.
@redbaron1234Honestly I loved the reference too but was too much of a coward to admit to understanding it. XD
@DracoLunarisAHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY EYES THEY BURN!



I WILL NEVER SEE ANY BEAUTY IN THE WORLD AFTER THIS MOMENT!

That seems pretty accurate, though Ceder's the only one who's likely to be happy. Julian might go full AM (I Have No Mouth and I must Scream) if he has to put up with her for too long.

Also, just a weird little thing I want to bring up. I'd like to apologize if occasionally in descriptions I say that your character perceives, senses, or feels something. I don't want anyone to feel I'm taking control of their characters or stating things that aren't true about them or anything like that. I've just been trying to write some vivid, fun descriptions in a Dungeon Master like style.

No one's brought it up but I worried about it after recognizing it so I figured I'd mention it.
@DracoLunarisIt's a perfectly fine post Draco. And pretty damn funny to be honest. Having Ceder and Julian together is going to make for a magical experience. I can already tell.

Posted! I managed to work in not one, but two Zelda item catch references thanks to how the rolls worked out. I feel pretty satisfied with myself.






The young punkish girl’s eyes lit up like Christmas trees as she turned, looking up at the towering (at least for someone of her somewhat short stature) robot that had been willingly placed under her command. For a moment no intelligible words left her lips as she pressed her hands to the sides of her face and squeed like the teenage girl she was.

“My own giant robot to order around? T-this is so cool!” Cedar practically bounced in place grinning like a loon as she took in the previously rather frightening robot’s features. All fear and hesitancy she had towards the machine vanished once she felt she was in control of the machine.

“I order you to let me ride on your shoulders! And don’t drop me or tear off my head or anything.” Cedar added, almost as an afterthought.

Still well within hearing distance Quiet pursued her lips at Lily’s orders. Scouting parties typically worked better when they were small. The more people there were in one the less effective and more easily detected they were likely to be. Quiet couldn’t help feel the order was simply out of mistrust, Miller had given similar ones regarding her on Mother Base.

Yet she couldn’t deny the potential usefulness of the robot. Even with the liability of having an inexperienced young girl at the helm the machine was likely to have far better judgement then the teenager. In a way Julian reminded Quiet a little of the Boss’s D-Walker, albeit bigger and even more humanoid. It was obviously ideal for attack and had the potential to be at least somewhat concealed should things go wrong.

“If things go badly or we run into something we can’t get away from, the machine will be important to have around.”
[MARSTON'S SEARCH RESULTS]
Approaching the base of the mighty tree Marston would be faced with a thick mess of unfamiliar flora he would have to root through with his hands. It didn't take long to realize most of what he saw was little more then spiny grasses and colorful weeds. Yet amongst the chaff he would quickly begin finding eye catching particulars of note:

The first was a trio of mushroom growths sticking out the side of the tree's trunk like rounded little platforms. They lacked stems and the typical tell-tale signs of poisonous mushrooms. While less then appearing in appearance they seemed perfectly edible and possibly even quite healthy. Taste on the other hand...

Then, amongst the grasses, Marston would spot what looked like a bean pod. The biggest and greenest he'd ever seen before. Upon reaching out and pulling it off it's inappropriately thin vine, he would feel the sudden inexplicable urge to hold the bean pod over his head.

[Payne's Loot Results]
Reaching inside the chest and holding what he found to the light, Payne would be greeted with a brief sense of elation. He could practically imagine the item spinning in his hands as he held it over his head, finally recognizing just what it was in the soft light of the jungle.In his hands he would find a small slingshot and a pair of seeds, glistening and brilliant enough that for a moment he would mistake them for tiny gold nuggets.




On the other side of the forest Courier 6 would turn the dial on her Pipboy, scanning through signal ranges in desperation to hear anything of meaning. For several moments she heard nothing but static. A drone of grating white noise interlaced with pops and cracks. Every now and then she'd swear a faint word or voice could be heard amongst the static, but it was hard to tell if it had actually been there or if she was imagining what she wanted to hear.

Eventually, like a dam breaking, the mind numbing blare of the static gave way to an unusually peaceful tune.

A wordless song with the gentle strumming of an electric guitar and the happy plonking of a piano. Everyone around the Courier would feel a sudden lift to their spirits. Those weary from the long travel would feel rested and those not tired would feel alive with energy.

[NAKED SNAKE is no longer fatigued]
[Poppy, Merchant, Courier 6, and Tam Fiernas all gain a minor enhancement to stamina for the next hour]

Then, like an abusive father kicking in the door to an otherwise peaceful home, the music cut out and a voice blared out over the radio.

"YOU HAVEN'T MADE YOUR SCHEDULED REPORT"

Clear and demanding like a military commander the voice spilled from the speakers of the Courier's Pipboy. After a brief moment of silence another voice, younger then the first, spoke.

"The situation is normal. All clear."

Both voices spoke in English, but had varying degrees of what was a Russian accent to those who could recognize it.

"ALL PERSONNEL RETURN TO YOUR STATIONS. Keep a watch for any more of those machines. We are currently interrogating the subject for further information. There might be allies of his in the area so remain vigilant. The scheduled radio frequency change will begin now, tune your radios accordingly."

Then the voice cut out, leaving nothing but the whine of the static...

Also I have my post almost entirely written up. I'll give @FrozenEcstasy a few more hours to get a post up before I post my own up.

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