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  • 1 week
    SA Reviews #111

    Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.


    “You do the honors.” Ferret’s eyes glittered in the darkness of the ancient laboratory. The ancient portal glowed with unholy violet energy, illuminating only the barest hints of her figure and the shaking person beside her.

    “Me?” Chris protested, stepping back from the portal and glancing at the giant hourglass festooned with twinkling geodes, flashing bulbs and enough copper wire to build a Faraday cage. “I’m not touching that thing! It looks like something Lovecraft and Jules Verne made on a bet! A very drunk bet!”

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  • 2 weeks
    SA Reviews #104

    Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.


    Methodical fingers fell on the keyboard. Ticks and clacks and tacks echoed through the dreary cubicle halls of the corporate office space. Bleary-eyed and coffee-deprived, Matthew sat in front of the screen with the lethargic determination of the recently dead. The computer monitor, though searingly bright, was comparatively dim to the fluorescent lights that flickered on the ceiling.

    Then Red showed up holding a squirrel-sized newspaper and a human-sized coffee mug, which was full of assorted nuts. He slugged a mouthful down and barely chewed.

    “Ha ha ha!” the squirrel said. “Turns out Pontchartrain really did track mud in the house! I love that comic.”

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  • 8 weeks
    SA Reviews #109

    Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.


    Matthew stood next to a metal door labeled “The Cool Room”. He had never seen this door before; not surprising since the Seattle’s Angels compound tended to lose and gain random rooms with astonishing frequency. He made a mental note to complain to the guys running the relativity lab to dial it back a bit.

    Pushing back those thoughts for later, Matthew grabbed hold of the handle to the door, turned, and pulled the door open. A rush of cold air blasted him, almost knocking him back. Matthew, now wishing he had brought a coat, braced himself and entered.

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  • 10 weeks
    SA Reviews #108

    Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.


    Archonix strolled through the second floor hallway of the Seattle’s Angels Secret Underground Base and Treefort.  He licked his thumb as he leafed through a stack of papers, humming Winter Wrap Up in a most Scottish manner.  Without looking up from his work, he stopped and rapped his knuckles on Corejo’s bedroom door.

    “Hey, Core, you in there?  We need your reviews.”  No answer.  Archonix looked up at the dozens of Luna pictures taped haphazardly to the door.  ‘No Celestias allowed!’ read a small poster board stuck in the middle in glued macaroni and glitter.  The light of a computer monitor escaped through the crack beneath the door.  “Core?”

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  • 12 weeks
    SA Reviews #107

    Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.
     


     
    Briefcase in hand, Chris nervously entered the room.  It was bare except for an imposing desk and a high-backed office chair, the latter with its back to him.  “Um, hello?  I’m here about the interview.  Ah, about becoming a Seattle’s Angels reviewer?”
     
    “So, you’re the new guy, eh?” The voice came from the chair.  Chris watched as it slowly swiveled to face him, revealing a diminutive rodent perched upon it.
     
    “Um, yeah, pleased to meet you.”  Chris held out his hand, a gesture met with an arched eyebrow.  “Right, squirrel, sorry.” He awkwardly brought it back to his side.  “So… you must be RedSquirrel, right?”  The rodent’s other eyebrow joined the first.  “Oh, uh, I guess that’s a silly question.”
     

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  • 14 weeks
    SA Reviews #106

    Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.
     


    A lone figure wrapped in furs lay flat, exhausted, at the world’s jagged edge.

    She had done it. She had traversed numerous kingdoms and broken empires, fought immeasurable hordes, raised kings and humbled the proud, become a legend. She had seen things you people wouldn’t believe--attack ships off the shoulders of Orion, C-Beams glittering in the dark ‘round the Tannhauser Gate, the Walls of Morning and the Wailing Plains of Night. All these things, now so infinitesimally small with her final goal in sight. Just a few more stairs. Just… just a few more.

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  • 16 weeks
    SA Reviews #105

    Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.


    Of the many things Scarlet Weather anticipated on seeing when she entered the Angels’ breakroom, seeing a beet red Intern splayed all over the couch, face down, wasn’t too far off from the ordinary. Extraordinary required extra-dimensional mirror portal travel, demon invasion, and Ferret shenanigans. And with the advances being done with Scarlet’s compact, the first one would soon be bumped down the list.

    So it was that Scarlet walked past Intern, opened the fridge, grabbed a fruit drink, and headed back towards the exit.

    “Aren’t you going to ask what happened?” Intern’s muffled voice called after her.

    “No. I can come up with a few things myself, thank you.”

    Intern somehow sank lower into the couch cushions. “You’re all so cruel…”

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  • 20 weeks
    SA Reviews #103

    Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.


    Deep down in the confines of a cavern, the tink tink of a pickaxe echoed along the walls as dim lamplight lit up a long hall.

    TOM set the pickaxe down, grinning as he wiped the sweat off his brow. “Well? What do ya think? Do we dig deeper?”

    Archonix kneeled down, grabbing a small patch of soil from the ground. After a deep sniff, he shook his head. “Not close enough. We need to go deeper.”

    “Aw, seriously?! We’re like six feet under right now!”

    “Two. Two feet,” Arch corrected.

    “And we’d be four feet more if you grabbed another pickaxe.”

    “Less talking, more swinging!” Arch declared as he held up the lantern.

    TOM sighed, readied his hands, and held the pickaxe aloft.

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  • 22 weeks
    SA Reviews #102

    Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.


    Deep in the Seattle's Angel's secret combination treehouse lair and sauna, Cynewulf finished placing the last touches on an elaborately painted miniature, blew on it gently, and set it down before making her way to take a long-awaited rest.

    It is predictably at this point that something in the distance exploded.

    "CYNE!"

    Scarlet burst into the room, a crazed look in her eyes. "Come with me if you want to live!"

    Cynewulf's eyes darted back and forth. "What is it? What's wrong?"

    "No time to explain! They're already upon us!" Grabbing her compatriot's hand, Scarlet dragged her deep into the bowels of the treehouse's safe room.

    One trip into the bowels of the lair later, Cyne collapsed beside Scarlet, breathing heavily. "What is it? Who's after us? Are we being bombed?"

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  • 23 weeks
    SA Reviews #101

    Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.


    Giving a long, satisfied sigh of a job well done, Intern powered down his workstation. For the last time.

    “What are you doing?”

    Intern started and whirled around, finding Corejo standing nearby with an eyebrow raised.

    “What’s it look like I’m doing?” Intern reached down to pick up his work satchel and slung it over his shoulder. “This is it. We’re done. The Angels have reached one hundred and I’m heading home!” He gave a jaunty wave and turned for the exit.

    “You do know there are numbers after one hundred, right?”

    Corejo’s voice stopped Intern in his tracks. “What’s that suppose to mean?”

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May
12th
2017

Story Reviews » SA Reviews #104 · 10:37pm May 12th

Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views. You can find us here.


Just inside the Seattle’s Angels prison compound, the new guy burst through Ferret’s bedroom door.

“FERRET!” he yelled with a crazed look in his eye. “I just realized, we don’t have an introduction, let alone a conclusion!”

“You know, Matthew, you aren’t technically the new guy anymore... we have Chris now.”

“True... but still, what do we do for the intro?”

“I don’t know, you should make something up. Just make sure it’s funny.”

“But that’s the problem, Ferret. I’ve been thinking about it for a week and I’ve got nothing. Pretty soon, Scarlet over there is gonna start hounding me about deadlines.”

“What about Arch? We could shanghai him into doing it.”

“I tried... he was too busy stroking his beard, drawing a picture of TOM and Derpy snuggling while cackling like a first-rate shipper, and drinking Griffonian Ale.”

“That’s oddly specific.”

“Yeah, I think I need brain-bleach. Any idea where I could get some?”

“Storeroom 17, where we also keep supplies for fixing doors...and don’t forget we still need to do the reviews to go with the intro!” She calls after him, waving a sheaf of messy papers.”

ROUND 104


An old stallion is tasked by a mysterious god with keeping the fire burning in an old lighthouse. He guides the way for the ponies of Equestria's past, present, and future, both teaching and learning the simplest truths of life in the process.


This is one of the first stories I read on this site, and it’s one of the ones that made me get an account. And it is an absolute shame it has few enough views to be featured here.

With it’s 12k words, it contains a lot. And I mean a lot. It’s the kind of fic where if you actually read instead of skimming it, you will (probably) love it.

It’s set in the time period of the entirety of Equestria’s existence. And throughout all of that time, there is a stallion charged with keeping a flame burning. Hence, the title. Anyway, it becomes his job to guide those in need of him. It does a great job of showing how he helps others, and how, in turn, the others affect him. I just about burst into full-blown sobs when a certain character left him.

My only real complaint is the ending, where it feels a little out of theme. But it’s not actually that bad.

So, yeah, get out there and read this thing.

Some stories are written around mysteries. Whether it’s a mystery that can be solved by clever deduction of the readers, or whether it must be solved by the characters or whether it’s simply that the mystery is never solved at all can vary. This is a story of the third type.

It opens with a mysterious figure tasking another to keep a fire alight. To follow the duties of a lighthouse keeper. To ensure the flame always burns bright, and to provide shelter and succour for all who need it. No matter where or when they come from.

And that is our entry to a very intriguing and well written story. It has beautiful flow and cadence to the word choices and it’s very intriguing. I found myself falling in love with the protagonist and his struggles and triumphs as he helps others with their own troubles and discovers his purpose and reason for being there.

The characters he meets and helps are all wonderfully crafted and truly come alive on the page. From their highs and lows, I found myself wanting to encourage and comfort them, just as our protagonist does.

I won’t deny the final section made me tear up at it, but it fits beautifully with the narrative. I won’t spoil things, but this is definitely worth taking a chance on.


Sometimes it is not the spoken word that allows one to be heard.


While this one may be short, it does not lack for content. It’s hard to write characters with disabilities, most of the time, you get “this pony has overcome his/her disabilities so well, we should all feel inspired by them,” or “this pony is so helpless.” With this one, we get a nice balance. It mentions the disability, but doesn’t try to make it this big thing. It just simply is.

Despite the fact that the narrator has a disability, and the users reading this may not, it is a very relatable story. Everypony I know, and me, has struggled with finding their place in the world.

It can be a little confusing as to what’s going on at first, but it will all make sense at the end. Now go and read it

Writing characters with disabilities, physical or otherwise, is a tricky tightrope to manage. Too far one way and you’re making them overly capable. Too far the other way and they’re martyrs for how they cope with such helplessness.

This story manages to skirt the issue nicely by giving the character a way to speak that doesn’t aggressively fixate on their disability. While the story acknowledges the disability, the focus is not on ‘Oh how sad’ or ‘Oh how brave’ It simply is what it is.

Even though the narrator has such a disability, it’s a very relatable story. Everyone has struggled growing up to find their place and figure out their passions and this feels very natural and familiar.

It’s beautifully written and feels very gentle and flowing as well. I felt as though I was really standing there reading a letter and hearing a voice in my head.

I really recommend anyone check out this story and find yourself remembering your struggles and triumphs.


Twilight discovers that the winter solstice and the new moon are happening at the same time. Exactly the same time.
With the magic of Equestria in danger, Twilight must hurry to Canterlot and save the princesses from... well... Something. Probably.


I’m not really sure what this is. It’s like, a mystery comedy. Maybe? It might just be an adventure fic.

Anyway, Twilight discovers that the New Moon and Winter Solstice are happening at the same time. And something is bound to go wrong. So, Twilight sets out to stop whatever disaster is most certainly inbound.

This one’s real strength comes through subtlety, and I will admit it took a few reads for me to figure it out. It gives us a somewhat-mystery to solve by analyzing the characters. So really pay attention while reading it. Your sanity could depend on this. Don’t blink. Don’t even blink. Blink and you miss out. It’s subtle. Subtler than you can believe. Don’t turn your back. Don’t look away. And don’t blink.

Good luck.

This is a mystery story of a different type than the previous story. This one falls into the category of a mystery for the reader to solve. Potentially. Actually, it’s not certain.

Twilight has discovered an intriguing co-incidence is about to occur. One that will have huge repercussions for a critical period of time. Nobody else has noticed of course. Thus it will be up to her to solve it! No matter how much others downplay or dissemble, she will not be dissuaded!

I love this story for it’s subtlety. It makes some incredible characters for us to interact with and gives them a very intriguing puzzle to solve. But only Twilight seems prepared to solve it, as usual. It’s reminiscent of the very first introduction we had to our favourite purple pony.

At the same time, it has some big changes as well. It really does show the way Twilight has grown and changed from her first big discovery and the ways she reacts and handles things really show it. She isn’t inclined to go solo and assume no one else can aid her. She reaches out to gain assistance from others, and even if their help isn’t exactly what she wants, she keeps persevering. Determined to save everything no matter what.

How she copes with the results is a very humanizing moment. It allows us to see her frailties, her fears and vulnerabilities. It reminds us that she is after all, just a pony and that sometimes she has trouble slowing down to listen.

I really think this is intriguing and if you’d like to spot the mystery yourself, I suggest ignoring the comments.


The Spirit Pony is responsible for the End of All That Ever Was. It has always been so. This particular End looks like being a straightforward one – until a certain pink pony intervenes to prevent it happening. Pinkie has a very, very good reason for stopping the Spirit, too...


This is a short, meaningful story about the end of the world. Pinkie has Pinkie-Promised to exist until she makes everypony laugh, and that includes the Spirit Pony.

It goes beyond Pinkie’s typical fourth-wall breaking, beyond the usual meta of Sunbutt and Lulu at the end of time, it’s a representation of the importance of promises. Promises are extremely important, and are too often forgotten. The power of a promise can plunge an entire universe into chaos, or bring a world out of one. And this is most likely why Pinkie takes hers so seriously.

I normally don’t like Pinkie Pie fics, the authors make her too silly, or too random, or stupid instead of giving her a meaningful character. But not Loganberry. Loganberry over here, he showed the side of Pinkie that always remembers because everypony is important to her. It Doesn’t Matter Now was able to take my fourth favorite of the main six, and make me feel for her.

And that is why I can safely say: drop everything, and spend at least 15 minutes on this fic. Look beyond the silliness, and beyond the randomness, and see the power of faithfulness.

This is a simple and sweet piece and I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Promises can be very powerful things. They can be as simply as a promise to meet again someday by friends. Fleeting and never expected to be fulfilled. They can be between best friends who know they’ll be together forever, no matter what. They can be a statement of vengeance whether in jest or flat seriousness, that two shall meet again and things shall go differently.

We’ve become well aware of promises in our time with our favourite pastel ponies. We make them ourselves and know that the threat, whether real, or pretend, will keep us honest and make sure we follow through. This is a story about that kind of promise.

It’s a classic Loganberry piece, a story bordering on being a simply scene unconnected from anything else and thus not a story, but it has just enough to keep it whole and cohesive. It keeps itself steady even when everything else is floating around it.

Getting to see a different side of Pinkie can be tricky to pull off. Too serious or too macabre and she stops being herself and becomes a cheap facsimile of the one we love. This Pinkie is herself through and through. By turns serious and silly, she shows that there will always be someone who remembers.


“Okay, so I’m reading a book when you walk into the room with a stack of papers and tell me to write some reviews, right?” Matthew asks, writing stuff down in a notebook as he goes.

“There has to be some more to it than that, but yeah,” Ferret answers.

“What if I complain about why it has to be me?”

“That could work, I suppose. But who would you say it should be?”

“I don’t know, Corejo?”

“Sounds like it could be a good introduction,” Ferret said, nodding her head.

“So, should we do it?”

“That’s up to you, I don’t write these things.”

He stroked his chin in thought. “I guess I can make it work.”

“Just make sure it gets done on time!” Scarlet yelled from across the hall.


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Comments ( 7 )

I blame Chris.

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You spelled Pav wrong.

Talking vehicles that fight crime are making a comeback into popularity. Obviously there is the classic talking car, and I do recall a talking boat, but what kind do the Angels drive?

Ah, I wondered where those extra views had come from! Thank you very much! :pinkiehappy: Both of you are very generous in your assessments, so thank you for that too. I don't really agree that a single scene can't be a story, but that's by the by. I'm particularly pleased that you thought I did a good job with Pinkie's character. As you say, she's very easy to get wrong -- and I've certainly not always got her spot on -- but this particular fic is, I think, the Pinkie-est I've ever managed. :pinkiehappy:

Bradel #5 · May 14th · · ·

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