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Arbarano


Waste of space.

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Yes! Yes! Yes!

If you read “Pinkie Watches Paint Dry” by AbsoluteAnonymous and thought, “I wonder what this would be like if it was written by a talent-less hack whose only original idea is dying on its arse, weighed down by a fraction of the maturity and a modicum of the emotional depth”, then this is the story for you!

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Well, this... ridiculous parody (that I'm not even sure could be classed as a parody anymore, come to think of it) is the result of what I'd like to call a "muse-negotiation situation".

In such a thing, an idea sits on my attention with its imaginary arms folded, and effectively says, "I'm not going anywhere until you've done something about me."

So this happened. The idea is happy; I get my mind back; no one gets hurt. Except my credibility, which now resembles a block of Swiss cheese. And my mind, which may have been tampered with, based on the evidence of... this.

The only thing left for me now is to apologise to AbsoluteAnonymous for basing such a stupid idea on such excellent work as hers.

I think I'm friends with that guy too!

I'm....confused.

I get it. I didn't know you could make bean cupcakes, but I guess if anypony would try, it would be Pinkie.

interesting. very much so. very good story. and personally I think this was very well written, and not at all a disgrace to "paint drys". it changed it enough to mold it into a new story. but kept the idea behind the basis of the organelle. i could see your writing going somewhere. you have a very nice style. and it looks like this came just as it was written and you got it first try. i don't know if it worked that way or not. but it just seems natural. i don't know why but it does. it seems like something the would go through pinkie's brain.

Oh my God. What did I just read. Oh my God. I have no words. :facehoof: :pinkiesick:

The sad part is, I had a feeling who "he" was around midway through the story.

And I think I was dead-on.

What is wrong with me?

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