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I write so that one day I may finally stop writing and be free, but these damn new ideas keep finding ways into my brain. I need to write more to vent them out!

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Sexy Quantum Physicist in Equestria is now published · 9:36pm Mar 21st, 2023

Do you suffer from lack of sexy in your life?

Suffer no more for salvation has arrived:

TSexy Quantum Physicist in Equestria
The sexy scientist was so preoccupied with whether or not she could teleport to Equestria, she didn’t stop to think if she should.
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I also intend to win a writing competition with this story.

PS. Can somepony please tell me why this story bombed so hard? Like, I was actually daydreaming of a feature box. The story had everything: enticing cover art, engaging description, easy-going comedy... Where did all the downvotes come from?

Comments ( 4 )

did something already happen to it? it's been unpublished.

5719275 I had to fix the cover art and rating. It's up again now.

This story isn't my sort of thing but I started singing "Sexy Quantum Physicist" to the tune of "Spooky Scary Skeletons" and now I CAN'T STOP

5719342 Ha ha, you've fallen victim to tentabus Muse.

Oh fellow ponies, heed my word
Before your brain becomes disturbed
A tentabus called Muse is on the loose
By hearing a song, you’re in its noose

I have already succumbed to this effect
But you can avoid its magical dialect
Ponies don’t sing, we never did
If you hear a song you’re in its grid

The songs are memes, they propagate
They hijack your brain to variate
You’re not a victim, you’re the cause
By singing you become its jaws

If this threat is not contained
A delirium for ponykind will be ordained
Ponies will randomly burst into a song
Without suspecting something’s wrong

It’s too late for me, I’ve heard too much
But you can still escape its clutch
Run away if you hear a pony sing
Or else Muse will catch you in its string

This letter is the last act of my occupation
Before forcing myself into self-isolation
Don’t look for me ever
Yours Clover the Clever

You are doomed!

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