When Time's Killed

When Time's Killed

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This is a story about my OC, Lavender Surprise, living in a what was supposed to be a Utopian society. Everything is perfect in Manehatten, Equestia. Everypony is equal, and no pony is above or below eachother, except for the dictator and her guards. Since everypony is equal, that means no pony has a special talent or any Cutie Marks. Everypony is the same color, black and white, and no other colors than that. There's no such thing as "time being killed" using those special talents. What will happen to Lavender Surprise when she gets her Cutie Mark by mistake? DUN DUN DUN DUN... WARNING!!!!!!! IF YOU AREN'T 14 OR OVER DON'T READ THIS BOOK!!!!! IT HAS SOME LANGUAGE, SERIOUS SITUATIONS THAT HAPPENS SADLY HAPPEN IN LIFE (LIKE HARASSMENT), AND SOME CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR CHILDREN THAT GO TO ELEMENTARY SCHOOL!!!!!!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!!!!!!!!
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