I was not who I was anymore.  Not Littlepip. - Yeah, it's pretty amazing to see how much LilPip has changed over all these... months, and we've been dragged along for the ride the whole time as well. Wow.
 
I knew I would never watch those memories. - Oh, I see where she0's getting. Astonishingly enough, that's a very understandable thing to do.
 
The foundation of all that she was had been shattered. - To be struck so deep, and disappointed by your friends, by your very beliefs... no wonder she was a wreck last time we saw her.
 
Calamity was fighting against a loss of all he held dear, and he felt he was losing that battle.  - Oh Celestia, to think Calamity has all the reasons to feel awful as well. SteelHooves, then Remedy, then Pip, and the the whole freakin' Enclave...
 
With the destruction of Canterlot, the ponies of the wasteland had lost the greatest symbol of the fabled past of peace and tranquility that was the era before the war. - Hmmm, surely the Pink Cloud wouldn0't help the imagery... but it's still understandable, given the fact it was one of the few places with architecture left almost intact from back then.
 
we had lost one of our greatest centers of ponykind with the bloody massacre at Friendship City. - Oh Junktown/Rivet City, I hardly knew ye.
 
Operation: Cauterize was costing them more than they were ready to lose. - I can see them not ever trying anything like this in a looooooooong while, if they ever manage to last that long.
 
Perhaps only Red Eye had not yet suffered loss.  But that would soon change.- Somepony's gotta take care of making things level, don't we Pip?
 
Loss.  ... It just hurts. - Oh gawd, finally someone author who admits.
 
Ditzy Doo exploded… and the explosion was massive! -  A SONIC RADBOOM! SHE DID IT! WOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
 
The Raptors used clouds as integral components for their locks, their computers, structural elements… and the storm clouds that kept them aloft. - Brace for MASSIVE CRASH AND DESTRUCTION!
 
Sunlight, the purest and most brilliant light imaginable, illuminated New Appleloosa in a warm glow. - /)^?^(\
 
While I could not see it for myself, I now know how far Ditzy Doo’s miracle reached. - Heh, radiation can't just be all good all of a sudden, sadly.
 
“Mommy!” - Oh lokkithere, Kkat playing with my heartstrings again, I swear, do you keep them in one of your drawers or something? They can't possibly be this easy to find each and every time.
 
The toxic rainbow flashed out over Splendid Valley, driving a great radioactive wind before it. - Wow, talk about great spread all over the land.
 
a charcoal-coated unicorn watched as the light mirrored across the lake behind SteelHooves’ shack. - If only SteelHooves was here to see this... *sniff*
 
Now, in the light given to us by Ditzy Doo, I began to see.  As each piece slid slowly into place, they began to reveal to me what I had spent my life longing for: purpose. - Yatta girl! We're all cheering for you here! ^^
 
The rainout felt strange against my coat, but the warmth and true light of the sun was too majestic to take cover inside. - Plus, you eat radiation for breakfast now, what could you possibly care anymore? :p JK.
 
The brightly colored pegasi didn’t look like Enclave ponies.  They didn’t wear the dark colors of the Enclave nor move like they intended attack. - Oh man, this sounds good.
 
“Mommy,” the little unicorn gushed happily, “You made everything so pretty!” - manly tears... longing... for release...
 
***     ***     *** - Wait, how about the TK fields? Who was it? GAAAAWD I wanna know! *short lived raeg, replaced quickly by renewed interest in reading*
 
“And she’s kinda creepy.” - D'awwwww.
Alright, I'll say it. SILVER BELL IS WEAPONIZED CUTE AND ADORABLE!! D: You can't possibly keep her out in the open, there's people with faint hearts around ya know!
 
This wall has a mural. - You only wish you'd met Silver Bell before.
 
This battle wasn’t over. - Of course, asking for 30 minutes in a row of peace would be too much to ask in the Wasteland.
 
“…mission objective has not changed.” - ... well, F*** YOU, YOU GENERAL...THING...BASTARD!
 
Ditzy Doo’s griffin bodyguard had produced a lightning rifle and disappeared upstairs. - LOL, to think I could actually *produce* a good weapon from scraps in the middle of a battle in vanilla FO3... Oh, the nonsensical, hilarious memories...
 
teddy bears everywhere. - Ooo, I know someone who would fetch a nasty price of those...
 
CRACK!  White lightning arced out of a second-floor window above me.  - WTF? Was that a spell? Is that from an alicorn protector like with the caramel field? Did someone choose "Mysterious stranger" as a perk while I wasn't looking?
 
Please can’t I go just a day without having to kill another pony? - Hey, you've seen what's happening. Besides, it's too late to complain now.
 
I found myself calling out for Velvet Remedy before I remembered that she wasn’t with us anymore.  - Darn, this must sting a lot.
 
I looked up to see a scarred, mane-less mare in raider armor firing railroad spikes from what looked like a homemade, steam-powered rifle. - AWWWWW YEAH, somepony here puts his Repair skill to use!
 
I focused, magically redirecting the grenades back up to the attacker. - Poor grenade users, they never account for the horn variable.
 
Remember, these are the terrorists who supplied Red Eye with the megaspell used to murder hundreds of Enclave citizens in their cowardly sneak attack!  The unprovoked slaughter of Harbinger and so many of our brothers and sisters is a day that will forever burn in infamy … - What the heck? Were there really hundreds of Enclave soldiers where the megaspell went off?
 
Death was breathing over New Appleloosa.  The grim reaper ponies were having a feast. - And it's all as horrific as it should sound.
 
Calamity’s voice was filled with rage and sorrow, sounding heartbreakingly fragile as he bellowed, “STOP KILLING PONIES!” - This won't do good on Calamity's psyche once this is over. Not one bit.
 
My targeting spell allowed me to aim perfectly through the flames.  One shot each, to the head.  It was a mercy, and I hated myself for it. - Shooting for naught during a raging battle? Sounds like an unreasonable waste of time for Pip, there's no way it would end without her help, unless..
 
I am invoking the Shutterflight Protocol.  - But wasn't it Shutterfly? Also, lawd at the reference.
 
Ditzy Doo’s griffin bodyguard was still perched in the upstairs window, watching the ascending pegasi like a hawk… or, well, a griffin. - A good reference to the show to be missed? NEVAR!!! XD
 
Shutterflight. - You're too good with pacing revelations Kkat. And crossreferencing too.
 
Medical treatment at Candi’s was one part butterscotch rum. - Well, at least it helps the feelings.
 
“You can’t fix dead.”  His voice was flat, defeated.  I wanted to bury my head, hide away from that voice. - It pains me so much to see Calamity breaking down. Truly you are a master of characters.
 
Her tongue, licking down to… My thoughts were interrupted by the approach of Railright. - And not a moment too soon, apparently XD
 
I felt my nerves jangle with energy.  Despite my exhaustion, it was taking extreme effort (Be Pleasant) not to put a hoof through his face. - Would she be able to reach him anyway? :p
 
Oh yes, the canteen.  I should drink more now.  Easier than responding.  Yep. - Totally not avoiding dialogue.
 
I felt as if my world had been nudged off-axis. - I truly can't express how better you are with words than anything else I come across. Truly, there's peculiar feelings I see expressed in words only in your fic. And I can't stop stating how unbelievably awesome this is.
 
For all you know, this is their kitchen!” - Did he just crack a cannibal joke within earshot of LilPip.
 
“I’m rethinking that thing about how pegasuses are cool.” - "Pegasi!" "Yeah, those too."
 
Unofficially, y’all are contaminated,” Calamity informed them sadly.  “Officially, y’all are probably dead already.” - Figures the propaganda about radiation would be a bit... excessive among the Enclave.
 
“You’re Deadshot Calamity.  You murdered your troops and fled beneath the clouds to escape punishment.  I’ve seen your wanted poster!” - Yeah, of course he did. They were lucky a dozen of them survived. And then they rebuilded the Enclave together, from its ashes, more glorious than ever before. Eeyup.
 
“Yeah, that don’t make much sense,” assessed the yellow mare (Sunglint, I presumed).  “Maybe the Enclave… lied.” - LE GASP! They would never! They're the most powerful government around, trying to keep itself together against the ponies wanting to help the wasteland! How could they possibly?
 
“With friends like you…” - How, how pretty, your very first S2 reference! (that I spotted)
 
Her body canted slightly making me suspect she was leaning on an invisible zebra. - ...Invisible zebra... *flashes of all the related lolcats pass by*
 
PS: Healing supplies now for muffins later. - You're never gonna see the end of the pile of muffins for this, Ditzy.
 
“Li’lpip, is this really the best time?” - I doubt better times will come anytime soon. Also, small typo :p
 
The councils then appoint smaller committees t’ handle more localized or specialized… ah hell, mostly, it jus’ means nothin’ ever gets done.” - Not really the clearest way to introduce things there, Calamity.
 
Ugh.  The Enclave was quickly ascending to the top of my list of things that made my head hurt.  It had already surpassed rock farming and was working on overtaking train engines. - HAHAHAHAHA *snort* *wheeze* Can't breathe... too funny...
 
I waved him away.  “Go.  Help them.”  As best you can, my friend. - Celestiaspeed, my good pony.
 
A memory of SteelHooves.  Oh Goddesses, I missed SteelHooves. - Don't we all, Pip. Don't we all.
 
I curled up and began to cry.  Deep, wrenching sobs. - CONSARN IT, I KEEP THROWING MY HUGS AT THE SCREEN, BUT NOTHING HAPPENS!!
 
I was out of tears.  My body was exhausted.  My mind incoherent.  Still, I couldn’t fall asleep.  I was too tired to sleep.  The gears in my mind had become detached, spinning free.  They whirled in my head at the speed of thought, producing nothing. - Again, no one I've encountered so far manages to put... this... into words as well as you do.
 
And I knew how she had found me.  Be Strong!  Be Pleasant.  Be Unwavering!  Be Awesome!  - The Checkov's guns, they keep coming out! Dripping off the bloody walls! And it's glorious!
 
Gaaaah!   I just wanted to sleep!  I was going to go crazy. -
>Implying she hasn't already (JK here :p )
 
I felt the gears in my head fitting back into place in a new configuration.  A new mental machine building a new picture. - Oooh, I'm seeing it too :D
 
It wouldn’t take an army to stop the Enclave.  Just one pony.  One expendable pony.  A pony who wasn’t necessary to make things right again. - Hah, come next time telling me sacrifice isn't your virtue, Pip.
 
Sunshine and rainbows. “I’ll be damned.” - How can this possibly sound so incredibly awesome, glorious AND dangerous AT ONCE!!
 
“…back, children.  But not for long.  So there’s a few things I gotta tell you about.  - Totally reading it in Three dogs voice. And wondering why I didn't until now.
 
Of course she had, I thought.  She’d watched my memories. - Oh lawd. Didn't see that one coming.
 
A little homebrewed surprise rigged to the spark battery from a weapon made by the motherfuckin’ stars!” - Oh Homage, you sly f*****, those Enclave Soldiers are sure going out with a BANG. And that makes me think, you use that destructible objects mod for FO3, don't you? ^^
 
and would definitely be appealing if it weren’t for the suspicion she was at least five years younger than me. - Species difference have nothing on a hyperactive imagination! XD
 
He had apparently already bought an iron, three billiard balls and an empty tin can just to keep the little filly happy. - Well, that means she's good! :D
 
The Wasteland Heroine wears armor by Ditzy Doo.  You’re good advertisement. - Generosity AND marketing plans all in one? No wonder Ditzy's gone so far with her shop.
 
I threw my forehooves around her, giving the ghoul a (squishy) hug.  She tensed just a moment, then hugged back.  Squishily. - Awwwww. Ewwwwwwww! Awwwwwww. Ewwwww! (ad infinitum.)
 
“Look, mommy!  I made a sale!”  - Is it a bad thing I want Silver Bell to be /my/ daughter SO BAD????
 
And I really needed to pee. - Priorities, priorities. And jaywalking.
 
“…Bringer of Light and heroine of the wastelands.”  - Death of embarrassment in 3...2...
 
Gawd had kids?! - They will die for your sins, Pip! That, and they do f***ing miracles. (like making magnets work)
 
She was a little young for me, not to mention she was a griffin.  (Gawd’s a griffin, my little pony pointed out.)  - Hey, I didn't hear you complaining  when the fantasies were running wild! Now don't try and hide you enjoyed it, Pip!
 
(First Velvet, my little pony jabbed, now mommy griffin?) - Stupid sexy Gawd.
 
Luna’s moaning moonheat! - Can't say I haven't missed those.
 
That hour where the darkness lays most heavily on the soul and the hungry monsters outside claw at your door. - Both literally and figuratively.
 
“The Wonderbolts,” Watcher informed us. See LilPip, now THAT's exasperatingly wrong.
 
“And I’ve never been very good at being interrogated!” Spike continued. - This is looking bad, Spike! Looking REAL bad!
 
Celebrities.  The best hunter-killer pack in the Enclave… they tracked down and murdered ponies for a living, and they had fans.  They put on shows.  Ponies lined up for their autographs.  There were press releases whenever they had a roster change.  How fucked up was that? - It comes with the team name, would be my guess.
 
This wasn’t going to end well. - What part did tick you off? Perhaps Calamity coming up with a plan? Or the Lil'bait part? or maybe the HONK! XD