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  • 117 weeks
    SA: The Last Round

    "So, what do you think, Corejo?" Wanderer D asked, politely showing off the stack of papers in his claw.

    The burlap sack with the printed (in color!) face of Corejo remained silent.

    "I see, yes, yes!" Wanderer D cackled. "Ahahaha! Yes! I agree! This story should do fine! So, who's reviewing it? RT?"

    The sack that had the picture of RTStephens on it tilted just enough for a single potato to roll onto the table.

    "And we have two! Alright, team, I expect you all to figure out who's doing the next one, okay? Let's not keep the readers waiting!" He glanced expectantly at the several sacks with pictures around him. "Alright! Dismissed."

    "Sir?"

    "Ah, intern. Is that my coffee?" Wanderer D took the proffered mug and downed the contents in one go. "Excellent! No time to rest! We have to edit what the guys just handed to me."

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  • 138 weeks
    SA: Round 186

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


    The Dodge Junction train ramp was not where Floydien expected to be part of a reunion.

    He especially didn’t expect it to happen four times in a row.

    “Wait, Winter? What are you doing here?”

    Winter’s eyebrows raised. “On Summer vacation. What about you?”

    “Uh, same.”

    “Guys!”

    The two Angels looked to where the voice came from. Cynewulf came running up to them, a wide brimmed sunhat and sunglasses adorning her head. “Fancy meeting you two here!”

    Floydien scratched his head. “Same. Are you on vacation too?”

    “Yep! Had a blast down on the Horseshoe Bay coast.”

    “Well, ain’t this something!”

    All turned to the fourth voice. Knight strode up, his body decked out in fishing gear, complete with a fishing pole balanced over his shoulder. “Haven’t seen so many of us in one spot since vacation started.”

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  • 153 weeks
    SA: Round 185

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


    Winter and Knight stared out at the bleak townscape. All around them, the fires raged unchecked as Ponyville's former occupants stumbled mindlessly about, their undead faces ravaged by rot and decay as they moaned for sustenance. Knight turned to Winter.

    "Ready to go?"

    Winter nodded and shifted a backpack. "Got everything with me. I guess it's now or never."

    Knight gave a wry smile. "That's the spirit. You do have your reviews, right?"

    "Of course!" he said, patting his chest. "Right here."

    Knight nodded and said, "Alright, here's the plan: we stick to the shadows as much as possible. From what I can tell, their eyesight isn't that good, but their sense of smell is excellent. We just have to stay upwind."

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  • 160 weeks
    SA: Round 184

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


    “I see. Alright, I’ll let him know.”

    Intern twisted a dial on the small mechanical piece attached to his ear, retracting a blue, see-through visor from across his face. He turned to Floydien, crossing his arms. “It’s confirmed. Generation 5 is on its way. Season 2 of Pony Life is just around the corner. And the series finale of Equestria Girls was scrapped for a holiday special.”

    Floydien lifted an eyebrow. “And, what does that mean for us?”

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  • 164 weeks
    SA: Round 183

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


    Over their heads the flak guns peppered the sky. The planes roared and sputtered. The clouds were dark, heavy with the child that was war. It was all noise.


    Cynewulf looked around the bend. “You know, I’ve been reading old fics. Remember Arrow 18?”


    Floydien slipped—a Floydien slipped—One Floydien came through the fractured time in the lower levels of the Sprawling Complex. “Uh, human in Equestria?”


    “Yeah. You know, we were probably too mean about those.”


    “They were terrible. I mean some of them. I guess a lot of everything is terrible.”


    “Well, yes. But anyway, I was reading it, and it occurred to me that what I liked about it was that it felt optimistic in the way that Star Trek was optimistic. It felt naive, but in a way one wanted to emulate. To regress back into it.”


    “Uh, that sounds nice?”

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  • 169 weeks
    SA: Round 182

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


    “Okay, Winter, hit it!”

    Winter pulled a lever that ignited a rocket placed underneath the communal Christmas Tree. The tree blasted through a cylindrical hole and out into the skies beyond. It only took seconds for the tree to become a tiny red dot against the blue sky.

    Winter stepped away from the control panel and down to where Intern was standing behind a fifty-five millimeter thick glass wall. “We could have just picked up the base and tossed it in the garbage bin outside, you know.”

    Intern scoffed. “Yeah, we could, or we can go over the top in a comedic and entertaining manner that leads into our reviews.”

    “You’re getting all meta, now.”

    “Exactly! On to the reviews!”

    ROUND 182

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  • 174 weeks
    SA: Round 181

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


    For the first time in the year that he worked there, FanficFan finally experienced quiet in the Seattle’s Angels Compound. All the other reviewers had gone home for the holidays, leaving him and Intern to submit the last round of reviews of the year. However, with Intern off on an errand, FanficFan was left alone.

    With stories ready to be read by his partner, all the reviewer could really do was wander around the empty building, taking in all the holiday decorations left behind from the Office Christmas Party a few days prior, like office space holiday knick-knacks, lights strown about the ceiling and wreaths on nearly every door. Plus, there was some leftover cookies and egg nog, so that was nice. 

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  • 178 weeks
    SA: Round 180

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


    Cynewulf lay in a grassy field. This was a curious occurrence, as the Seattle Angel’s Dyson Sphere-esque compound basement labyrinth did not usually have grass. 


    But like she had many times before, she’d been teleported here, and whether or not the sky above her was real or not, she didn’t mind. The grass was nice, and the wind was nice, and whatever happened happened.
    f

    There was a great crash and Corejo stumbled into the grass to her right.

    “Oh, god, are we out? How did—”

    “No clue. I suspect that it’ll just take us back anyhow. Did you have the reviews? The machine came for me a few days ago, so I’ve got mine.”


    “I… Uh, I was late. I mean, we both are, unless you’ve been here for days.”

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  • 182 weeks
    SA: Round 179

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


    Winter peered cautiously out the corner of the broken window, surveying the damage outside. He turned to his companion.

    "Looks like we're trapped in here," he said quietly.

    Intern grunted and adjusted the bandage on his arm. "Nothing we haven't gone through before." He looked up at Winter. "Got your reviews?"

    Winter nodded and patted his chest pocket. "Right here, where they're safe." He turned and looked once more out the window. "Now, it's simply a matter of getting through all those ponies." Winter shuddered as he took in the horrors before him.

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  • 185 weeks
    SA: Round 178

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


    Matthew stumbled through the basement, crouching low to avoid all the pipes on the ceiling. Floydien hadn’t told him much, just that it was extremely important, had nothing to do with Intern, and to take the last fire door on the left.

    After what seemed like eternity in an instant, Matthew finally came to said fire door, damp with sweat and condensation. He carefully undid the latch and opened it with one arm raised just in case of any traps. Only to be greeted with the sounds of maniacal but joyous laughter as he spotted Floydien sitting in the center of the room surrounded by thousands of stacks of papers.

    “I found it!” Floydien said, tossing a stapled pack of papers to Matthew. “I finally found the answer. The answer to all of our questions. To our very existence!”

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May
17th
2019

Story Reviews » Everfree Northwest & MythrilMoth [Royal Canterlot Library] · 5:20pm May 17th, 2019

The RCL is taking a break today, as we often do on the weekend of a major pony con, and Everfree Northwest is in full swing in Seattle, WA! If you happen to be in the area, please report any sightings of FanOfMostEverything, who managed to escape the RCL reading dungeon room long enough to experience the beauty of the Pacific Northwest. We'd really like to get him back.

Though we don't have an interview feature for you today, several of the curators thought it would be appropriate to offer a look at selected works from MythrilMoth's pony oeuvre. MythrilMoth had been an active fixture in the ponyfic world since 2012, and passed away in his sleep earlier this month after some months of worsening health problems. If you were a fan looking to remember him, or someone who'd heard of him but never actually read his work, here are a few stories you might enjoy.

"'Alone' is short but impactful," said FanOfMostEverything, "an atmospheric presentation of isolation that isn't going where you think it is. It's definitely not Moth's usual work, but it shows that he was capable of a lot more than bathroom and bedroom humor." Horizon thought it was "a curious AU, not feeling quite complete on its own but rather impressive for its written-in-a-single-take pedigree. It gives some tantalizing hints of a much larger story behind its vivid imagery, and draws some real emotions out of its sparse and deliberately artificial stage." Present Perfect was "amazed at how much emotion was packed into such a small package. That he wrote it in one go without editing allowed him to get all of whatever he was feeling in that moment out onto the page, and the twist at the end is perfect."

"'Clop, Clop, Clop' is an odd fusion of prose and poetry that I really have nothing but praise for," said Present Perfect. "One of the most pleasant fanfiction reading experiences I have ever had, especially when it comes to experimental fic." Horizon agreed: "Clop, Clop, Clop, for all that it started out as a sort of reverse trollfic, accomplishes something unique with its semi-lyrical form, elevating its story beyond a recitation of the details of an ordinary day. I do wish Mythril had doubled down on the poetry and been more aggressive with the rhyming and meter, but even as-is there's a sort of soothing innocence to the repetition that would make for a good children's book."

Finally, "'Biomom' is a fascinating adventure," as far as FanOfMostEverything is concerned. "The pacing isn't always the best, but it's still a journey of fascinating ideas and compelling execution. It is a bit of a period piece for the fandom; it started just after 'Castle Sweet Castle' aired and makes some assumptions that have since been Jossed, but I still think it's one of Moth's better works."


To those at cons this weekend, Everfree and otherwise, have fun and be safe! We'll be back next Friday with our regularly-scheduled feature interview.

Comments ( 27 )

RIP, Mythril Moth!

Thank you for the pleasant dedication to his work. It's things like this which only deepen my faith in the RCL.

For me,

TComes a Crossover
Sunset Shimmer accidentally breaks reality. Massive multicrossover hilarity ensues.
MythrilMoth · 183k words  ·  292  42 · 6.1k views

is Moth's Magnum Opus, incomplete as it is... as a Son of the 80's Things like

TMare Wars
A spoof of/homage to the Star Wars saga...with ponies.
MythrilMoth · 38k words  ·  72  23 · 3.1k views

and

TSunset Knight
Twilight Sparkle rebuilds an advanced artificially intelligent supercar from over thirty years in the past, and convinces Sunset Shimmer to be its driver.
MythrilMoth · 6.7k words  ·  237  17 · 4.7k views

are things I loved to read and waited within bated breath...

For the 90's

ECode Lyocolt
The Mane Six discover a supercomputer, a virtual pony, and a deadly enemy...
MythrilMoth · 11k words  ·  103  18 · 3.9k views
TSkygun
The legend of Dash the Stampede, notorious outlaw, and two crazy mares who follow her around.
MythrilMoth · 16k words  ·  52  13 · 2.3k views
TSunset Nanodrive
In a world where all living things are infected with nanomachines, only Sunset Shimmer has the power to cure the rampaging EVOs that threaten mankind. But what's in it for her?
MythrilMoth · 17k words  ·  278  48 · 4.6k views

and even

TSonata the Drama
Sonata Dusk accidentally summons Kim Possible, Ron Stoppable, and Rufus to Canterlot High.
MythrilMoth · 101k words  ·  217  29 · 4.8k views

are things that interest me.

Comedy Wise

TLa Rariachi
A unicorn with a guitar goes on a rampage across rural Mexicolt.
MythrilMoth · 1.3k words  ·  73  9 · 1.5k views

and

TI am NOT a "Bratty Daughter"...BAKA!
Princess Twilight Sparkle is asked to look after a personification of her own castle.
MythrilMoth · 6.9k words  ·  504  49 · 6k views

were beautiful things to observe...

in the case of

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and the other stories featured here, I will read them... in time... probably... plausibly...

Can you describe him, as I am at EFNW at this moment.

I'm gonna miss him. And I never got to see how Freeze Frame was going to end.

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5060052
I've been informed that he'll be in the shirt that looks like a Hawaiian shirt made from the shredded remains of other Hawaiian shirts.

Clearly we need to get him back locked away safely.

5060057
I doubt we could get him to sit still long enough to get him back. But I'll keep an eye out

I will miss him. Biomom is a great story but my personal favorite of his was Persona EG.

And to think the last time I talked to Moth was to ask if he wanted to stream with me. Now I'll never get the chance. Maybe someday though, if Celestia smiles on me.

5060052
You know how in Cupcakes, Pinkie Pie sews together a suit of cutie marks? Fan of Most Everything’s shirt looks like a Hawaiian shirt sewn together of other shredded Hawaiian shirts.

5060096
That is horrifying, odd that I have yet to see him

5060054
And Sunset Knight never got the chance to be good as i know it could be.

Good night and good bye, o' Moth of silvered wings and flowing words, you will be missed.

Never liked him. Never had a positive interaction with him. Never enjoyed any of his stories, most the lewd ones being highly problematic and compounding the problem by lashing out at people for pointing this out.
Still never wished the guy ill.

I always say, memento mori. If there's something you've always wanted to do, do it quick, because you never know how long you've got.

Rest in peace, Moth.

Don't care

I can report that I have in fact seen and met with FanofMostEverything. No Hawaiian Shirt made out of the corpses of other Hawaiian Shirts in sight

Bold of you all to assume you can contain me.

Rest well, Moth.

Rest well Moth.

RIP, MythrilMoth. I have not read any of your stories, but knew that you were an intelligent and great person through your comments I've seen on other stories.

Christ!! I chatted with MythrilMoth a ton, and commissioned two stories from the guy! I didn't even know until now.

Holy. I really need to pay more attention to these darn things on this site. I am shocked. Shocked that such a prominent member faded away at this time. I certainly give my condolences to his family. Belated as they are.

5060782
Missed you at these past few cons. Seems the passing of one of our own is a good time to reconnect. Feels weird how similar our taste in music are, despite being 20-ish years apart in age. Some day, because this fandom is going to last long enough, I'm going to serve you that legal drink!

5064037
Yeah, I've been doing pretty horribly financially. Hopefully I can make the final Bronycon this year, but we'll see; that might be entirely dependent on the generosity of my followers, ahah. I am 21 now, though, so we can get smashed to the fullest extent of the law! I have plans to be at Babs 2020 and EFNW 2020 for sure. We'll blast Brand New like nobody's business.

fuck, Deja is going to be twenty in four year; now I feel old ;_;

My only interaction with MythrilMoth was when he, without prompting or having even read my story, told me in a comment how it was garbage, should never have been written, and that I should be ashamed for writing it. Needless to say I went out of my way to avoid him at that point.

However, that being said, it saddens me to hear of his passing, as I have struggled myself with serious health problems, mental and physical. My condolences to his friends and loved ones, for no matter how I may have personally felt about him, whenever a creative voice falls silent, the world itself becomes a less vibrant place.

Farewell Moth.

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