Fallout: Equestria Resource

Somber wrote:The call had gone out across the wasteland: come one! Come all! Come and make your fortunes salvaging for the NCR! Travel expenses paid. Food and drink supplied. Long as you could carry a shovel and find things useful to the NCR then you could come to the Happy Scrapyard Salvagefest! A few days work. Then back home. And it was all backed by the NCR so you know it's not a scam! Come one! Come all! And come they did. From New Applelooa to Ponyville to Gutterville to Friendship City... they came. They came on sky wagons bedecked with bright red signs and friendly pegasi who were looking for nearly any able bodied pony. Bring your gun, or something to protect yourself with because even though the skies were clearing up... well... it's still the wasteland. And one by one they were ferried to the northern tip of the Everfree forest, where a massive canyon split the land. Ghasty Gorge, it was called... though some called it 'ghoulish gorge' or 'grim gorge'. The alliteration was more important than the name. The sky wagons dropped off the occupants at the north side of a concrete bridge that spanned the crevasse. "Just walk thataway till you find the camp. Shouldn't be more than a mile. Oh. And whatever you do, don't fly or teleport. Trust us." The company ponies said with nervous grins. To the south, the skies were dark and brooding and the forest a dark and tangled mass. Here was an edge of the weather control zone... and the weather was not in a happy mood. By coincidence, five ponies had been dropped off together...