Look at me Anon.
I only have a few minutes left to live.
I am a living being, a clone, an exact copy, cell by cell of Pinkie.
It's just like if Pinkie Pie had a lot of twin sisters.
But I'm not allowed to remain alive. I'm an anomaly.
My Pinkie senses tells me what's going to happen to all of us in this hall.
Inside of me, my survival instincts are screaming to get away from here.
Twilight will kill us all, one by one, with a beam of high energy protons.
Yes It will be painful, I just hope it will be quick.
I should fall in tears, go mad, panic, but it would make no difference.
Instead, I'm smiling. Because we had fun today. I enjoyed being alive.
I did not waste a single second of the roughly eight hours of my existence.