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  • Tuesday
    SA Reviews: Round 144

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

    “I don’t get paid enough for this.”

    “Last I heard, you don’t get paid at all.”

    “My point exactly.”

    Cynewulf huffed and reached a little higher. Her high heels perched precariously on Intern’s shoulders, the Seattle’s Angle strained to unscrew a bolt from a metal panel. Intern clenched his teeth, threatening to wear down his molars. A small silver screw dropped past his face.

    “Got one. Three to go.”

    Intern bit back a curse. “Speaking of things that come in fours, did you get your reviews in yet?”

    “Ugh, not now. I need to concentrate.” Another bolt came loose and fell.

    “Why didn’t you just get a ladder? Why use me?”

    Even though he couldn’t see it, Intern could feel the smirk as Cynewulf said, “As if you don’t already know.” A third screw came tumbling down.

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  • 2 weeks
    SA Reviews: Round 143

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

    The Endless Labyrinths of the SA Compound are host to a lot of strange things. Monsters, ghosts, office cubicles that go on for a mile, strip malls. And of course, the omnipresent Reviews, which must be places in the Questing Box which appears randomly to haunt you like that skull from Diaries of Spaceport Janitor. It also sometimes goes NYEH in your face like that skull.

    NYEH said the Box.

    “Um.” Heartshine nervously fussed with her mane. “Um, uh. Shouldn’t we, ah, do the thing? You know? The reviewing? The thing with the words?”

    Inside of the changing booth, Cynewulf was incredibly busy. A skirt went flying like a beleagured parachute over the top of the door and fell like an awkwardly shaped leaf down in front of poor Heartshine.

    “BUSY!” Cynewulf yelled, not really needing to yell but deciding to.

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  • 4 weeks
    SA Reviews: Round 142

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

    Heartshine stared at the doorknob that sat on the door labelled ‘custodian’. Cyne had asked for her help in decorating the facility for Hearth’s Warming, and, in her enthusiasm to pitch in, Heartshine had forgotten one minor detail about the facility that occasionally made it difficult to get around the vast complex.

    Doorknobs were not made for pony hooves. Or mouths, for that matter.

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  • 6 weeks
    SA Reviews: Round 141

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

    Matthew would have jumped at his door slamming open, but big bangs were practically an hourly occurrence at the SA compound. He looked up to find PaulAsaran in his door. The man’s eye was twitching and his sweating was not what someone might call pleasant. He’d only ever seen Paul like this when they were late, which they clearly were not.

    Matthew ventured to ask, “Is there a problem?”

    “I’m reading a bunch of big stories all at once.” Paul’s twitching was starting to alternate from eye to eye. “I haven’t written a review in over a week. Please tell me the next SA blog has an opening.”

    Matthew smiled in relief and raised a collection of papers. “Why, yes! I have the stories right—” Paul snatched the papers from his hand, sat down on the floor, and began pouring over the material. Literally. “—here?”

    ROUND 141

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  • 9 weeks
    SA Reviews: Round 140

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

    PaulAsaran sat in his office, Intern seated across from him. A stack of completed review papers lay between them on Paul’s desk. The two stared at the pile as though expecting it to get up and walk on its own at any moment.

    Given the things the two had already experienced working for the Angels, that possibility wasn’t being ruled out.

    “So… we going to just sit here and wait until it’s time to hand these in?”

    Paul flicked his gaze briefly from the reviews to Intern, then right back again. “If that’s what it takes.”

    Groaning and pinching his nose, Intern said, “You know, we could be doing anything else. Hang gliding, playing games, getting outside, explore the terminal. Not all review posts are eventful.”

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  • 10 weeks
    SA Reviews: Round 139

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

    Cyne swallowed nervously as the nurse talked on.

    She hated needles, but it was just one of the many hoops one jumped through in staying healthy. Besides, the place felt so calm, and finding a clinic in the non-euclidian sacred geometry of the vast SA compound had been so difficult and taken so long--


    How had she found this place? Where was this? When did she arrive?

    Before any questions or further insight into the baffling nature of the endless labyrinths the Seattle’s Angel’s inhabit could be answered, Chris burst through the wall.

    “Come with me if you want to live!” he bellowed at a sputtering Cyne.

    “Wait, what?”

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  • 13 weeks
    SA Reviews Round 138

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

    “Here’s the cafeteria, there’s the offices, down there’s the jet propulsion lab—”


    Intern jerked from the sudden squeak coming from the light green pegasus pony standing next to him. “Yeah?”

    “Why do you have a jet propulsion lab?”

    Intern stared at the newest member of the Angels, Heartshine, as though unable to process the question. “Why wouldn’t we have a jet propulsion lab?”

    Heartshine giggled. “Good point. Carry on!”

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  • 15 weeks
    Seattle's Angels Round 137

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

    “Um… watcha doing?” asked Matthew. “And why am I tied to a chair?”

    Archonix looked at him and smiled. “Don’t you get it? It’s a conspiracy! All of it!”

    “Uhh… ok. Mind explaining?”

    “You don’t believe me do you?” Arch screamed at the ceiling. “They’ve already gotten to you! It’s too late, I’m the only one left.”

    “Yeah, ok…” Matthew looked around the room. “Mind having a breakdown later? We gotta get some reviews done…”

    ROUND 137

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  • 17 weeks
    Seattle's Angels Round 136

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

    Matthew poked his head into Cynewulf’s room. “Hey, you guys done yet? You and Corejo are late.”

    “Yeah, we know,” Cynewulf said over her shoulder. She and Corejo sat hunched over some metal contraption beside Cyne’s couch. Whatever it was, there was a “DANGER: FLAMMABLE” sign on it, and a pair of tubes ran to what looked like giant vacuum cleaners on their backs.

    “Wwwwhat are you guys doing?” Matt took a tentative step back.

    Cynewulf and Corejo gave him big grins and snapped down welding visors in unison.

    “Science!” they said.

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  • 20 weeks
    Seattle's Angels Round 135

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

    Ebon Quill, braving the outside of his normal atmospheric room, walked with a purpose through the compound halls, a manilla folder tucked under one arm. Deciding to write reviews early had been a brilliant idea; not only did he save time to get back to proper writing but it also cut down on how much time he had to deal with the other Angels. Now, all he had to do was find Intern, hand in his work, then retreat back to his wonderfully gloomy abode.

    His master plan neared fruition as he turned a corner and found his target. Intern stood in the middle of the hall, both arms raised up towards the ceiling. Ebon Quill strode up to him, eyeing his peculiar stance. “I know I’m going to regret asking this, but what are you doing?”

    “Waiting to ascend,” Intern answered, his gaze locked on the ceiling above.

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Story Reviews » SA Reviews #128 · 2:34pm May 13th, 2018

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

“So, Cyne?” asked Matthew, “whatcha up to?”

“Oh, you know, just getting some reviews in,” she replied.

“But… there’s no school anymore. And no school means no reviews! We’re free!” he shouted, literally leaping for joy.

Cynewulf slammed a stack of papers onto the table in front of her. “Ha! Shows what you know. Summer school is now in session.”



The Tree of Harmony loved her little rogue ever so much, it was such a shame she could never voice it.

You may know Pickles for his silly, surreal stories that read like hilarious fever dreams. You may know him for his irreverent, vulgar, and occasional offensive humor-stylings. You probably don’t know him for serious and well-crafted prose. Perhaps you should.

This story is an odd one. It has a strange atmosphere about it that lingers and that is, frankly, refreshing. I really, really don’t want to spoil anything here, but the way it handles character for a story ostensibly about a tree is riveting. This is all of Pickleless’ skills with dialogue brought to bear on an ambitious project and every little exchange is delightful. Discord is the perfect character for this writer--a character capable of absolutely zany non-sequitur who nevertheless can still have a hidden depth of feeling and motivation. Chaos doesn’t mean without motivation. It just means that the pattern is hard to find. Keep that in mind as you read--and as you consider Pickleless’ take on who Discord really is.

So this is certainly something new for me. It’s a very strange and bizarre story that is so fascinating I just couldn’t put down, and that’s saying something since I was playing ME2 at the time. But this just drew me in instantly, with just enough mystery to make me crave more, and just enough answers to make me always gain something. It may be a little rough in some places, but the masterful use dialogue and the fantastic worldbuilding, coupled with somehow giving a unique and strong voice to a tree, had me rooting for our protagonists the whole way through.

Rainbow Dash is awesome. Of that there is no doubt, but even awesome ponies need a break every once in a while. As a weather pegasus and the Element of Loyalty, she doesn't really get all too many days off to just kick back. So, when she finally gets time off to go to the beach with her friends, she takes it.
Too bad the local lighthouse pegasus called in sick forcing the local weather crew to 'recruit' Rainbow for the task of manning the lighthouse. Boring work.
VERY Boring work.
Until a ship appears on the horizon that looks like it's going to wreck on the rocks.

They also serve, who only stand and wait.

I couldn’t help but think about that bit of Milton while reading this. If you like stories on lone characters who find themselves unstuck in time and place, then you are going to love this. Rainbow Dash has the unfortunate duty of manning a lighthouse on her lonesome as only Pegasi are cut out for it, or at least they are the go-to for it. Rainbow Dash is cabin-feverish in the extreme and desperate for a bit of adventure. If only there was a storm!

She gets a lot more than she bargained for, and yet also less. While I wish there was a bit more ambiguity here, there is plenty of it to dazzle the imagination. As a fan of the mystical and the mystifying, I’m always glad to find a story that can be both and be so in a way that keeps me invested. There’s just enough to go on to keep you there, just enough action to keep the plot tight, and just enough Rainbow Dash to go around.

You know that feeling you get when you have nothing to do, but you have to do that nothing for several hours? Well, that’s what Rainbow is feeling. And she wants something to do. Anything. So when a ship appears on the horizon, she is, naturally, excited… until the strangeness comes in. In a way, this one is a bit of a mind-twister, constantly subverting expectations and adding another level to the overall mystery. The ambiguous ending could have been left a little more open, but I really enjoyed it regardless.

Hearth's Warming in Chonamare starts the night before, as the weatherponies bring in fresh snow, and it culminates with a big feast on the village green for everypony. It doesn't involve a nor'easter blowing into town and all the weatherponies cutting their celebration short to deal with it.

Anyone who asks me about what stories they should read will find themselves turned around and marched to Admiral Biscuit. I love his stories, but the ones I love most are the most mundane. His series of HiE fics involving a human and Roseluck are beyond charming in their attention and obvious care, painting a beautiful portrait of life that’s half pastoral and half lyrical. The man is just Good. Good as in he is good at what he does, and Good as in these stories just exude something ineffably positive.

This story isn’t any different. We were first introduced to the setting through Silver Glow and her journal, which I have a long fondness for, but now we get the place itself. There is a lot to be said for the ordinary heroics of Community, and Biscuit knows how to say it. This is a story that will remind you of things like “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald” and Stan Rogers, while also feeling just alien enough. It invited you in, wants you to live for awhile among ponies who are Doing Live Together, and like all of the rest of his slices of life, I find myself pining for more when it’s done.

I have no background in Silver Glow stories. And part of the beauty is that I don’t need it for this story. But I do have background with Admiral Biscuit. And Slice of Life is his playground.

This is a rather simple story, about how a community of ponies work together to always give something to somepony else. Chonamare is an ocean town, and when an incoming storm threatens to ruin their Hearth’s Warming celebrations, the entire community volunteers to each do their part. It’s the manifestation of what Equestria is all about. And it’s so refreshingly… nice. But on top of all that, it’s presented with a mastery of words that you will only find in a Biscuit-fic. Just superb writing.

Daring Do solicits Rainbow Dash's assistance for her most dangerous adventure yet.

She needs a date to a nerd party.

As an ex-academic that misses her days at school quite a lot, this story resonates with me. Daring Do needs a date to a gala filled with prominent eggheads, and her options are… well, limited. Rainbow Dash proceeds to Rainbow Dash.

This story is charming, funny, but has a genuine heart to it. Daring is relatable on a lot of levels, and her plight as we are slowly shown it, is far less about filling a spot and far more about filling a role. That role is, not surprisingly for the show we all base ourselves on now--to be her friend. I love stories that build relationships between characters and this one does that in spades.

This is, simply put, a sweet story. It’s about Daring needing a friend, or date in this case, but the problem is that she doesn’t have a wide variety to pick from. So, along comes Rainbow. The only problem? This is a nerdy event. And Rainbow is not a nerd. But she does know friendship. And as she soon learns, Daring has some ghosts coming back to haunt her. Something she can’t deal with herself, and doesn’t want help with. And, well, I’ll let you see everything else for yourself.

“So, did you do all your work?” Cynewulf asked, totally completely innocently.

“Yes,” Matthew whimpered, handing over the packet.

Cynewulf took out a red pen and defaced said packet, then handed it back. “I am extremely disappointed in you,” she said, “this is only B level work.”

“But… but… but… I showed all my work!”

Cynewulf sighed. “It’ll have to do, I guess.”

“So I’m free?”

“For now.”

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(Insert homework)

Oh, man!!

If you skip to many schools, your going have a bad time.


Good on y'all for featuring Posh! He's really good at what he does.

Thanks as always for doing these.

Basically, lol.
Posh is such a good Poshyposh...
Of course :twilightsmile:

Huh! I was wondering why my lesser-known contest entry from this winter was suddenly getting hits again. Thanks, guys! :pinkiehappy:


Posh: 267 followers
Pickleless: 672 followers
Admiral Biscuit: 1696 followers

Then there is StormDancer with only 43 followers.

Why don't you guys try finding more stories made by little guys like Storm instead of promoting big name writers? Not very angelic if you keep pointing the spotlight on writers who already have a far better chance of getting their story to shine. Hell, you even say on your page that you don't like using EQD stories since they have a slight edge over others:

...appearance on a site like EQD does somewhat weigh against its consideration, as it has already "had a chance to shine." There are plenty of great stories that have not had that opportunity yet.

Hypocrisy much?

Wanderer D


I think you misunderstood the mission statement, here, let me copy paste it from any of the 128 blogs...

Seattle's Angels is a group that promotes good stories with low views.

It has nothing to do with follower count, although it sometimes is taken into account. But the point is the views on a quality story. Of course, promoting good authors with little following by highlighting their stories is ideal, so if you know many of them, you can always suggest their stories for the Seattle Angels to consider, instead of, you know, using an alt account to try and troll them.

You can find them here.

Hey, Cheers!
Just found this linked up on The Big Ultra Master Review List, and thought I'd see what folks had to say.

And just like the first time S.A. reviewed me, I got a kick out of reading their thoughts. Thanks for the bump, BTW, Seattle's Angels, always great to hear someone enjoyed one of my little tales.

About the whole disparity between authors though, I think the mod said it right: the reviews are focused upon low view stories... which normally cuts out some of the heavier hitters (normally, not always)... that are also somewhat above the curve. <shrugs> The good news is that they tend to find some real gems in there, but the bad news it that it means they have to dig quite a bit more and are gambling each time they do. They can't know that random author "I'mabrony" is going to have a great, or even decent, story. They can't just roll the dice either, so they have to rely upon folks to drop them a line to have any chance at all of filtering through the thousands upon thousands of stories/chapters written every day.

The heavy hitters, the folks like Admiral Biscuit, ShortskirtsandExplosions, and the like are all safe bets, but they tend to have their readership explode in no time flat. They also write a whole lot more (in general) so the number of followers tends to be higher as well... exposure and all that. So, it's kind of a toss up.

On the other hand, I appreciate the (apparent) vote of confidence. Always happy to see folks thinking and trying to promote in their own way.

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