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       Sona Nocturne
       By: Sona Nocturne Date: October 8, 2016, 8:59 pm
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       The name is Sona Nocturne, and ever since I was the smallest of
       fillies, all I’ve ever wanted to do was help others. To be a
       leader, a healer. Unfortunately, ever since I’ve gotten my cutie
       mark… that hasn’t been in the cards. You see, you know how some
       unicorns can manipulate fire, or water? I can control
       electricity, more specifically, bio-electricity. The natural
       electricity that runs through a pony’s body, keeping their
       hearts pumping and their brains active. Great, right?
       Wrong.
       There are very few uses for my talent. I can detect the
       bio-electric fields given off by living creatures to ascertain
       their location. Harmless enough, I suppose. But the real use for
       my talent? To hurt, to kill. I can kill by blocking a pony’s
       heart's contraction, or disable by either depriving or
       overloading a pony’s system with neural impulses. I can also
       create neural impulses to stimulate a target's sensitivity to
       pain and to mimic electric shocks. How do I know I can do these
       horrible things? Accidents, pure accidents. Too many have
       happened. They’ve been covered up by my wealthy, influential
       parents to keep me out of prison, but it’s only a matter of time
       before one happens again.
       When I came to that realization, that hurting ponies with my
       talent was impossible to avoid all the time, I was devastated.
       Gone were my dreams of becoming a doctor. That didn’t stop me
       from studying methods of healing in every second of my spare
       time. It was then I discovered a remarkable concept that gave me
       something I desperately needed… hope.
       I can help others, in my own way. It will take hard work, and a
       great deal of experimentation, but I can do it. And the victims
       of that experimentation…. I’m truly sorry for them, but it’s for
       the greater good, don’t you see? And, don’t get me wrong, just
       because I detest hurting others doesn’t mean I’m afraid to
       eliminate any that get in the way of my mission. It simply has
       to be done.
       I will become the pony I am meant to be. I’ve worked too hard,
       gone too far to do anything else. So, just a small piece of
       advice for those who don’t get want to get hurt…
       Don’t try to stop me.
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