Hi...ima just leave this here...for reasons

Hello to anyone who accidentally or has the misfortune of coming upon this blog and future stories. so in advanced I'M SORRY you suffer through such horrid writing.
I decided to post the three chapters of a story I had started for a halfchan thread about strange waifu , a thread originally geared towards characters that were not the mane six, i.e Minotaur or diamond dog waifus. It eventually (de)volved into a ponyfication of monster girl stories ranging from Balloon ponies to Dullahans even keeping the original idea of strange waifu with the Chimera waifu.
From that whirlwind of ghost pone and headless threesomes with anon,a dullahan and ditzy doo the milfmare, I came up with a idea of doing a mummy pone. Thus came forth the name Mumanon.

The stories I will eventually post were prose formatted to green text back to prose. They are not what so ever edited or minimally barely edited by myself, which means grammar Nazis will claw their eyes out over this.
It will be a bit of a chore to work on this nonsense but I feel its better to post SOMETHING then to let the story just sit in purgatory ...though many will probably agree to let the horrid beast yet to be posted stay hidden, I just want to post them to get them out of my mind of having worked on it and never actually using them.

Welp, here goes nothing:
Timeless Sands
A AiE story with oc...pls kill me edition

Edit to blog here is a small part of the story I managed to de-green:

"I swear if i run into one more pit trap..."
With out missing a beat you shout out to the pegasis mare "On your left Darring, and yeah its another pit trap."

You are Anon,adventure extrodinare, indyana jones in the flesh...well not really. You've been forced by the two sisters to retrive a artifact in saddle arabia

as a form of community service after getting busted on april fools with discord.No pony liked it when thier coats are bright blue...or orange. Hell no one knew april

fools day but you and discord.Well at liest now they did, thanks to Celetia making a royal decree as it will now be a offical holiday to celebrate pranks. But it wasnt

enough to get out of trouble as Celly did not like having her cakes baked with laxitives and saruyp of ipacat. As for discord, well he got off with much easier

punisment, foal sitting at Canterlots Magic Kindergarden with no chaos magic,at liest it wasent life threatning.

A Growl of frustration brakes your concitratin off of reminising Celly struggling to contin herself infront of several disgrutnled nobles demanding satisfaction.

Speaking of life threatinging, acording to 'Idiots idiotic guide to Indieanic Traps',with such a catchy opening phrases such as "Dont die where others have, use thier

corpses as steping stones!" A A+ choice to use when Celestia demanded you go play gopher for some lost trinket lost in the deserts of literal horseland.

"Ok Daring, that was the last pit trap, and if the guide is right about ancient pyrimid traps a spike trap is ten steps ahead and then were in the treasure

room..." At liest you hoped it was acrite thankfully daring was rather experienced in tomb raiding then you ever were, guide book or not

The monocrome mare shakes her head grumbling under her breath about her misfortune princess spergale eventually getting to look into how the amulet of Alicorns

eneded up at some knock off shop in manehatten and traced it back to daring doo, after the sold it to fund her self promotional movie.As she steps forward the flood

collapses under her leaving only her hat and a flurry of cursses in the air before she flys back up glaring at you

"Sorry I ment MY left as in the oposite facing left."

Only cold silence eminated from the pagasis, before she muttered more streams of cuses underher breath, flapping gently past you before shoving you past the hole and

down the dimly lit corridor.

"Thats it give me that book your done being the guide" she growls at you snathing to book away in her hooves only to have it slip from them and plunge into the hole.
Great now princess spergel will be making me re-organize her entire literary collection to pay her back...and im removing all your books." I groan at Daring, her

rolling her eyes is the only respoce i get from her as she drags me to the end of the hall.

For a seasond explorer she really has little patients for others, in the first three days of the jurney out of canterlot she went on and on about only working alone,

then it only devolved into more complainttns: Alweays ooh no let me lead, ohh no stupid apes are onyl good for pack mules,ohh no wrong hole anon...Ok that last part

was why she was so pissed at you, how the hell were you to know that a room full of fucking holes needed the right fucking hole to be pluged to keep it from filling

with sand?

THE FUCKING BOOK only said to "PLUG DOCKET INTO SOCKET"

Thankfully within the last leg of the trip when you actually did something useful, to her opionin anyways, and saved her wings from getting broken when you

puller her away from a treasue lure at the last moment. Serioulsy it was the oldest trick in the book shiny object in the middle of the room means bad things! With a

sigh you walk on trying to keep the spike traps in mind...oh look spikes...inches from your face.
>Behind you daring giggles manically "Now were even, monkeyboy, I guess you get the point now." She continues her laughter at her own bad pun

Memo to self kill dash when you see her, "Oh darings so awsome, so amazing blah blah blah" Fucking blue fast

Passing the last near fatal trap on the pryimd you find yourselves in a dark void, only the echoing of your breaths can be heard in the vast void.With the only the

torch you brought with you was lost to a pit of angry squorpeions, and hell they could keep it.

"I really wish the anchient civilizations would have created convient lighting like the movies did" you muse to yourself, as you turn to ask daring if she had any kind

of a light source, Daring pushes in a stone tile in the wall as fire courses along the top of the walls casting a golden red glow on all the piles of gold and gems.

"So is this the part you tell me not to touch anything?" But Daring was net paying attention to you, her focus was on the center of the room,Dead center in the sea of

gold was a sarcoagus, embossed in gold, gently flaoting in the air just aove the grave was the artifact you were looking for Amulet of Hayros.