The following transcripts are from tapes recorded near the same time as the events of the Rainbow Factory Meltdown in Cloudsdale: more commonly known as the Colorless Week.

The tapes were recovered exactly one year after the Meltdown from the decaying mists of Cloudsdale by a specialized hazardous materials team.

It is still advised that everyone remain no closer than necessary as the city is being moved away from more heavily populated areas such as Canterlot and Ponyville.

The casualty count and body recovery efforts of the event have been postponed until the fallout has been contained enough for street-by-street sweeps. It is estimated that 37% of the total Cloudsdale population is dead. Another 44% suffer major and terminal illness in direct link to the Meltdown while the rest either await physical evaluation or suffer minor and recoverable illness. It is believed that only 0.5% of the population have been cleared and released from the containment areas with no outstanding health issues and have successfully relocated to the following areas:

-Canterlot and outlying areas
-Ponyville and outlying areas
-Dodge City
-Fillydelphia and outlying areas
-Appleloosa
-Manehatton
-Bridleston and outlying areas

Those who await treatment and/or need physical evaluation are detained in a controlled area located in a safe environment away from the fallout while away from unaffected areas: as not to spread any outbreak of disease if such a case should develop.

Rumors continue to spread that there are survivors still inside the high level fallout zones of Cloudsdale. Some say that they are normal while others contain a...less than optimistic vision of the Colorless Survivors may look like. Another popular rumor is the "Mare in Grey:" a pony who masterminded the entire Meltdown and now leads the Colorless.

Cloudsdale officials could not be reached for commentary, but stated that there is no evidence to support the rumors or their credibility.

"I will never forget what happened during the Colorless Week, nor shall we forget the day the Pegasinian government destroyed the greatest city in the sky:
The day we became fallen angels."

-Unnamed Survivor from Containment Zone 2-C.

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Tape 234-67a, 2nd Lieutenant Twister "Scrappy" Altitude (Male, currently terminally ill).
Call-sign "Ringer 2-2."
Original recording start: 0734 hours (208 hours from Meltdown).
Recovered recording start: 0936 hours.

Notes:
Morning patrol with First Lieutenant Rising Banner (Female, deceased).
Call-sign "Ringer 2-1."

Lt. Twister Altitude: "…windy out today. Do you think the Everfree's weather will disturb our flightplan, boss?"

1st Lt. Rising Banner: "Not likely: *sigh*-more or less the weather teams'll clean up what it does send us."

TA: "Isn't it weird that every time we go on patrol, we seem to get the strangest things? Like, a few years ago, with Nightmare Moon. We started to see some pretty strange things Everfree-side, yeah?"

RB: "Yeah-hey, watch that side. It looks kinda funny to me."

"Where?"

"Over next to-*snickers*-next to the cloud factory, Scrappy."

"*silence*…Oh! Yeah, that does look weird. I've never noticed that before."

"The way the buildings are shaped gives it that look I guess. You never told me…*static*…mother…*…and how everyone seemed…*…"

(Wind disturbance renders the conversation indecipherable until 0941 hours.)

0941 hours, RB: "…So that's how your leave went? Rough."

TA: "Still better than this cut and dry lifestyle. I mean: sure, the stuff we get to do is cool. But sometimes it feels like it's pent up, you know? Like, we're born to do this."

"What always got me was was how everypony is named perfectly for…*fade*…even though we never know until later."

"I always wond-"

(The sound of a large explosion cuts out the last sentence and the recorder is deafened for a few seconds.)

TA: "…Celestia! What was that?! That building just went up in a fireball!"

RB: "What is that?! Colors are just blasting out of it!"

(Rising Banner radios Cloudsdale Headquarters, which is experiencing difficulty from all the radio requests.)

RB to HQ: (Distant) "H.Q.! H.Q.! *pant* This is Ringer 2-1! Large explosion sighted on the Western side of Cloudsdale. *pant* Repeat: massive explosion, over!

HQ: (unintelligible)

"H.Q., please repeat last, over."

(Grows louder, Twister Altitude perhaps moves closer.)

"This is H.Q.! We are having difficulty maintaining power to the station, over."

"H.Q.? I can't hear you, over!"

TA: "Boss, we should-boss! Boss! Can't you hea-Oh!"

(Another explosion is heard. It is reported to be a lesser explosion, but sounds the same as the first due to a closer distance.)

TA: "Look out, Banner! No!"

RB: (A loud *thud* is heard and a descending scream is heard. It is reported that a piece of the debris from the second explosion hit, knocking her from the sky.)

"I'm comin-*wind disturbance*"

(The disturbance lasts for 15 seconds, and then slowly lets up.)

TA: "There's no way I can catch her…*choking up*…I'm sorry boss. *Sobs.*"

(If you listen closely enough, you may hear a cracking noise. That was Rising Banner hitting the ground.)

TA: (Slowly through the sobs.) "H.Q….*sniff*…Ringer 2-1 is…*pause*…down. Repeat…Rising Banner…is down. I couldn't save her. *sniff* Over…"

(Silence)

"H.Q.?"

(Silence)

"H.Q., do you copy?"

HQ: (A struggle is heard, grunting and hitting is audible.) "To any units still alive…*grunt and a hit*…it's the Mare in Grey! The Mare in Grey! Aagghh! *static*"

TA: "*whispers*: Mare in Grey…what in Celestia's name is going on up there? My colthood home is being vaporized while I just sit here…"

(Slight wind disturbance.)

H.Q., but not the radioman: "All units still in the vicinity of Cloudsdale, if you're not a filthy deserter, return back to base. A full debrief is in order. Never mind who I am, only know that this is an order."

(A third, but distant explosion from Cloudsdale is recorded.)

TA: "No, no, no, no, no-" (Various *whooshing* sounds are heard, then a *clap*.)

"My tape rec…!*fades*"

End of Recording: 1000 hours.