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  • 1 week
    SA: Round 164

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

    Chris walked down the corridors of Seattle’s Angels HQ, sipping a cup of coffee as he went. 

    “Did Matthew really have to have everyone come in today? I know it’s the first meeting of the year, but this is ridiculous,” he said as he took another sip. 

    As he made his way into the conference room, he took notice that the table seemed…. Bigger… than it was when he left for the holidays. 

    He plopped to his seat next to EbonQuill. “Does the table seem bigger to you, or is it just me?”

    “Didn’t you get the email?” EbonQuill questioned. “Matthew said he was bringing on the newbies to start off the new year. ‘New Year, New Blood,’ I think he called it.”

    Not in the right frame of mind to be caught by surprise, Chris took another sip of his coffee, his visage one of exasperation. 

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  • 4 weeks
    SA: Round 164

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

    Matthew walked the quiet halls of the Seattle’s Angels compound, taking in this brief moment of peace and tranquillity. Many of the staff had taken off for the holidays, leaving just a few stragglers behind to finish up the year’s work. Next year’s posts still loomed large, but Matthew could ignore it for now and enjoy the—

    A crash came from the Angels’ office area, interrupting Matthew’s inner exposition. Sighing, he headed into the large work area so see Intern struggle to get a small flying drone under control. The drone crashed into Corejo’s desk, splintering the wooden structure into kindling before taking off again. Straight for Matthew.

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  • 8 weeks
    SA: Round 163

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

    Heartshine sat by the fireplace, waiting. She had everything laid out, just like Cynewolf had said. Pumpkin pie, Pumpkin muffins, Pumpkin spice latté, and of all things, Ugg boots. Heartshine was skeptical when Cynewulf said that the boots were necessary for the ritual, but who was she to question the wisdom of human traditions?

    Slowly, the clock on the wall ticked, and yet nothing happened.

    The door behind her swung open, and Intern poked his head in.

    “Uh, what are you doing?”

    “I’m waiting for the Great Pumpkin!” Heartshine cheerfully replied, pointing at her offerings to the human nature spirit. “Cynewulf said that humans celebrate Thank and Giving with pumpkins to appease the Great Pumpkin. She said if you’re good, you get presents and a good harvest!”

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  • 9 weeks
    SA: Round 162

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

    Matthew slung his arm over the top of the office divider. “Hey, Drake. I heard you wanted to talk to someone?”

    Drake turned around from his deck, looking at a piece of paper in his hands. “I was just looking at my schedule here. According to this, I’m on the crew for reviews this week?”

    Matthew nodded. “That’s right.”

    “But, I was on the review crew last time, too. And I just started here.” Drake scratched his head. “How come I’ve been assigned a double on my first month?”

    “Well, all the review spots are assigned on a volunteer basis.”

    Drake shifted his eyes from side to side. “I didn’t volunteer for this week.”

    “No, but everyone else didn’t not not volunteer before you, so, yeah.” Matthew shrugged. “It happens.”

    Drake slumped in his chair. “So I’m doing a double shift on my first month here.”

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  • 12 weeks
    SA: Round 161

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

    Intern sighed, looking at his clock built into his heads up display for the dozenth time. He tapped his foot impatiently, arms crossed, and passing the time by whistling a formless tune. No wonder no one else wanted to invite the new guy in when it was going to be this boring.

    His clock beeped. At precisely that moment, the mirror Intern stood in front of began to glow and churn. The sound of an engine revving up could be heard somewhere beyond the swirl of space/time.

    Intern scratched his head. “I could of sworn we’ve done this bit before…”

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  • 13 weeks
    SA: Round 160

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

    “Who was the intern again?”

    Chris turned with a baffled look. “What? And also, what the heck?”

    Cyne held his hand as he swayed back and forth over the endless abyss. The bridge linking the Infinite Archives with the District of a Thousand Delicatessens had given out as it did every 20 hours or so, because the ever growing labyrinth that made up the Seattle’s Angels HQ bunker. They’d just messed up the timing by a hair.

    “Yeah, who was the intern?” Cynewulf asked again, regardless of the dire circumstances. “I keep forgetting and by rights at some point it should have been me?”

    “For pony’s sake please pull me up right th—“

    “Furthermore,” she continued, her lupine claws digging in as she pulled him up but by bit, “why do we have interns? And how did we come to be here?”

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  • 17 weeks
    SA: Round 159

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

    If there was one thing Intern had learned during his time with Seattle’s Angels, it was that the reviewers really valued their downtime. Scouring for new stories to feature was exhausting work, not to mention the time it took to write perfect posts week in and week out. A chance to get away from that, even for a few fleeting minutes, was more precious than Zap Apple jam spread over a slice of apple pie on a cool evening overlooking the picturesque view of the compound’s vast corn syrup fields.

    “Want to tone it down on the metaphor, there?”

    Intern started at hearing Matthew’s voice right behind him. He whirled around, slapping his laptop shut, and holding it protectively against his chest. “Mine!”

    Matthew cocked his head. “Have you been getting into our supply of poison joke again?”

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  • 19 weeks
    SA: Round 158

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

    Heartshine flew just a couple inches over Paul’s shoulder, rubbing her hooves together anxiously. “Are you sure you want to do this? You don’t have to if you don’t want to, y’know.”

    Paul glanced over his shoulder at her, eyebrow raised. “For the last time, yes. I don’t see any reason not to.”

    She flitted about his head like an agitated bird, her voice gaining a slightly higher pitch. “B-but, what if somepony finds out what we’re doing? You have a reputation. A good one! I don’t want to ruin that.”

    He rolled his eyes, hand on the doorknob to his office. “If I’m okay with everyone knowing I’m a brony, then I’m okay with this. So relax! What we’ve got together is special, Heartshine, and I’m not going to let anything get in the way of that.”

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  • 20 weeks
    SA: Round 157

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

    Matthew walked into Corejo’s broom closet office. “Hey Cor, all my reviews are done, we just need yours and an intro/outro and we should be good.”

    Corejo looked up from his chalkboard computer. “Just got one left, but all my others are done. I’ll hand ‘em in once it’s done.”

    “Alright, cool. Any ideas for the intro stuff?”

    “Not really.” Corejo shrugged. “Unless you wanna transcribe this conversation. People will think it’s funny. Until they’re like, ‘you’re not funny.’ And then we’ll be had.”

    ROUND 157

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  • 23 weeks
    SA: Round 156

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

    “Put them over there, if you would.”

    Intern did as instructed as best he could with his vision impared by a small hill of boxes and bags. Wobbling with so much merchandise in his grip to fill a Hot Topic shop, he somehow managed to set it all down with nary a single plushie falling. He sighed with relief, wiping some sweat from his brow. “Is that all of it?”

    Cynewulf eyed him as though he had asked if she could speak color. “What? Heaven’s no, that was just the first hour at the con. I’ve got three days worth still for you to bring in.”

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Story Reviews » SA: Round 154 · 8:57pm Jul 13th, 2019

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

“Did, did that actually just happen?” Intern asked, still wide eyed and confused at the image that was seared into his retinas. Paul, not freaking out, and brushing Heartshine’s mane. There was no way that was real.

“Did what just happen?” Heartshine asked innocently.

“That thing with Paul!” Intern shouted, startling several researchers and earning several dirty looks. “You. Him. Brush. Calm. ARGH!”

“You mean him offering to brush my mane after we did our reviews? Yes. He was very nice about it, and his brush was really gentle about getting tangles out!”

“I have to be hallucinating!” Intern leaned against a wall and breathed heavily. “Is there something in the air? Did I eat something weird again? I know to avoid Cynewulf’s chilli, and all I had for breakfast today was that poptart I scrounged from Level 4.”

Heartshine gave him a concerned look. “Shouldn’t you be eating more than that?”

He continued without interruption. “Maybe the nanites are finally taking over and eating my brain! I thought they’d give horrible, debilitating pain before I lost all conscious control of myself and resigned myself to an existence of being locked inside my own head!”


“And I know this isn’t like the time I ended up putting my hand in that bowl of marble things and ended up preg-” He cut himself off at Heartshine’s wide eyes. “You know, I may have overshared with that last bit, and I’d like you to forget it.”

“M-maybe we should just do reviews?”

“And… see if we can get some brain bleach.”


Lilac is a successful pony who has everything she wants, and is exactly the pony she wishes to be. But a small spark in her life makes her think otherwise.

A drama in Sydneigh about Equestrian life, coffee, appearances and pain.

Three separate features. Equestria Daily, The Royal Guard, and the Round Robin Reviews. And still low enough in views for us to put in here. I’m not sure to be annoyed that not enough people have read this to disqualify or delighted because we get to talk about it as well. I’ll let you decide.

So let’s get to that talking of the story part. Heartshine has a knack for picking out stuff that seems sweet and fluffy going in and then hits you like a bat to the face just when you think things are going exactly how you thought they would. I started reading a story about a mare that begins taking a liking to the local barista and ends with Wuthering Heights. She likes to keep it real, so to speak.

This took me places I didn’t think it would, and it speaks very well to our current times. How we all wear, drink, eat, watch, and buy stuff that we think will make us popular and happy, but really ends up burying our underlying problems until it erodes away our carefully constructed palace. It’s really striking how it all sneaks up on you.

Big recommendation here. It’s a slow burn that’s scalding by the end, and doesn’t fall into the typical trap of ending with a kiss to make it all better. But, there is a path to make it all better, if the characters are willing to take it.

I HAVE DONE NOTHING BUT CONSUME ROMANCE FICS FOR TWO WEEKS. And this one was part of it, and I regret nothing!. Set in Sydneigh, this adorable romance starts off with a love for something not pony: coffee. Yes, this is a love story about delicious hot bean juice and how it can make a day, and having a special spot in your own coffee shop is the best thing in Equestria.

Unless you’re lonely, realise that you’re a little older than your peers who are pairing off, and living in a studio apartment doing a job that gets you by but you kind of hate. That’s where Lilac finds herself, and like any good romance story, realises that she may be developing feelings for the barista that owns the coffee shop that she frequents. Like any well bred, well meaning young woman, this discovery promptly annoys her, and she spends several days irritated at the barista for existing. Yes, this is in fact sometimes how attraction works for girls. Believe me, it doesn’t make us any happier about it either.

But like coffee, this story is at points bitter and sweet, with notes of self-discovery, and the realisation that sometimes the most important thing when looking for someone in an unexpected place is to be friends first, then work on the relationship later. I do have a small complaint about a moment of possible melodrama, but honestly, how Lilac responds to it saves the piece. And I feel that the idea of friendship first, then building up to a relationship is a very show-like aesop that really made me really happy with this story. Down to the last drop.

Nightmare Moon has won. The endless night belongs now to her. Everypony is asleep, trapped inside her dreamscape. Here, and only here, will her favorite prisoners face their flaws—and perhaps reveal something about NM to herself.

I’m sure many have heard the phrase before, seeing as we now live in this heavily memeable world. Well, now we get to see it in pony form and this story certainly doesn’t shy away from the themes in the source material.

So in this alternate universe take on Nightmare Moon winning, she decides the best way to deal with the ponies that tried to stop her return is to torment them in their dreams/nightmares. And the author takes full advantage of the malleability of dreams to twist the knife all the more cruelly into her favorite victims. The one involving Applejack was especially nasty.

However, there’s more to this than torturing beloved characters. If that were the case, I doubt I would have recommended it. No, there are other forces at work here that reflect back on Nightmare Moon, making this an interesting character piece as well as horror. So, if you can stomach some unpleasantness, there’s a lot here to gleen, with an ending that leaves room for interpretation.

So having read the source material, I kinda knew what I was getting into. However, the ways that the world twists and turns throughout this story is utterly fascinating, and dreams have long been thought to be the source of our greatest and darkest desires.

Nightmare Moon won. Now those who tried to defeat her are trapped at her mercy, forever locked into their own nightmares of the Night Mare’s designs. She’s developed favourites, and is cruel and hateful to each one. She even goes on to claim that the word hate was spawned in Equestria for her and her alone. But there’s a lot to be said about people who hate, and like Intern mentioned in his review, the character study of Nightmare Moon herself is what really makes this piece shine.

The ending is a very interesting twist, and leaves some rather fascinating implications for the story. It also slots itself nicely into active pony canon after the episode “Do Princesses Dream of Magic Sheep?”

Despite years together, Sunset has yet to meet Wallflower's parents. With their wedding only months away, it's time to do that, and more importantly, it's time to know why it hadn't happened until now.

You know, with how prevalent female/female pairings are in this fandom, seeing these two characters shipped together doesn’t raise my eyebrows any more than other couples would. I judge more on execution more on who’s dating who. And I do like how this story fleshes out how a relationship between Sunset and Wallflower could work.

The crux of the story though is when important members of our family don’t approve of our partners. The fic hits on that pretty hard, and it gets darned real.

So yeah, hit this one up if you like to see adorable Sunset/Wallflower mingling followed by a confrontation that may hit some sensitive spots.

So, I have a confession to make: I love Wallflower. She showed up for a scant few minutes in an entire special, and honestly she was one of the more fascinating characters that I would love to see returned to EQG. As I said earlier, I’ve been reading a lot of shipfics recently, and this one came up. And it’s one of a slew of Sunset/Wallflower pairings that came about as a result of one particular shipping contest.

But what I liked about it was how it dealt with how Wallflower became the way she was. Social anxiety is one thing, but Waffles really struggles to relate to people. She seems more in tune with her garden than her fellow students, and while she’s crushingly lonely when she uses the memory stone, she keeps using it. So looking at the possible reasons why that might be the case was fascinating to me.

It is shippy, and somewhat rough at moments, given her parents aren’t the most stellar examples of humanity. From my own personal experiences with coming out, this story ended up having examples of my nightmares, but also ends with the idea that family isn’t everything. But it sure does have some zingers of lines that are 2meirl4meirl. “Why not? I’ve already been lying to them for years. Why change now?” is way too freaking relatable.

Twilight realizes she's lost track of a book. But it's not just any book... it's that book: the first one she recalls being read to her...

A collaborative work, by the main characters in the story itself. You'll see what I mean...

Are you ready for classic Twilight Sparkle freakout? Good, because I’ve got you covered!

I’ll admit, the trope of Twilight getting worked up over trivial things is getting stale, but this one has a much clearer message. It’s not just about Twilight going overboard (though it certainly has that), but about learning that it’s okay to let go sometimes. We get so set on assigning value on material things that we forget that what’s important is the memories and emotions behind it all.

One last thing to note is that the narrative can be a little confusing, in that it’s told in semi-first person/third person speak. However, this gets cleared up by the end, making a second read-through much more personable than you are led to believe.

So Twilight freaking out over something isn’t new, but honestly, I really appreciated this story because of some of the inherent meaning we ascribe to objects that we possess. I actually ended up writing a blog about it after reading this because there’s something to be said about having comfort objects in our lives, and how certain things we have (and regrettably sometimes lose) are very meaningful to us as people. Or… ponies in this case!

The story has a very unique style of writing that blends third and first person, and it lends itself to feeling like you’re sitting down in the room with the four characters that feature in the story prominently, listening to them tell it as it is. I found it kind of unique, and that’s what kept me going throughout the story. I really recommend it if you’ve ever had something that you’ve kept from your childhood that you were super attached to, and you thought you’d lost it.

Heartshine piled another soft thing on top of Intern. It’d taken doing reviews, some gentle music, a massage, and three cups of chamomile tea to calm him down. Now that he was lying down on a futon in her office, surrounded by the scent of apples and cinnamon while pan flute music played from a small record player, he was at peace.

“I think I could get used to this,” Intern said from beneath the pile of soft things. The blindfold Heartshine had provided prevented him from seeing what they were, but they were soft, and that was soothing.

“Good. I’m glad to hear you’re feeling better. Now just relax with your new friends for a bit. It said they were really popular toys back in the day, and they’re soft. So just rest, and I’ll be back in about fifteen minutes,” Heartshine replied, gently closing the door.

The Intern shuffled beneath the pile of plushies, content for a moment until he heard a noise he’d not heard in years. A noise that haunted his nightmares.

“FRIEND! U-nye-loo-lay-doo?”

Soon a chorus of doo-dahs and yays joined the others in an unholy choir as the Intern realized he had been buried in Furbies. She couldn’t have known what horrors those freakish items Hasbro had summoned from the 8th circle of hell were. She was a pony. All Heartshine knew was that they were soft and labelled as ‘toys.’ A solitary tear ran down the Intern’s once relaxed cheek.

He had a mouth, but he feared what would happen if he screamed.

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Comments ( 17 )

My kids had Furbies...whuich made the ending all the more funny and tragic!

Casca, huh? Well, it wouldn't be the first time a former Angel was featured here.

Oh! I didn't know she used to do reviews for the Angels!

The pre- and post-review tidbits are minifics in their own right haha. Quite entertaining.

Wait, has Casca been a she this whole time? :rainbowderp:

I... actually don't know Casca's gender and my brain defaulted to girl cause I'm a girl so...


Was he on the first podcast? There's a time thing on the forum post saying, "1:00:39 - A wild Casca joins!"


Anyway, yeah. Casca was one of the first 8 reviewers in this group. His (I'm assuming) name is all over the first 20 or so rounds, and his last round was 78.


That marble pregnancy thing was a ST:Enterprise reference, right?

Could it be anything else?

Intern is a pretty large step down from chief engineer...

Wait, what? I could have sworn we'd already done Scald at one point. If not, how in Luna's name did I not recommend it after all this time? I am slipping!

According to the story homepage, you recommended it on your Round Robin Reviews. Maybe that's what you're thinking of?

Either way, we got to showcase it!

XD yes. Don't put your hands in the marbles, boys. Even if the girl is pretty.

I received a notification about this today. Why is that, I’m wondering. Was one of my stories featured by you guys?

Because the SA features qualify as site posts, so they show up in everyone’s notification feed.

Word. Thanks for clarifying! Is the site not what it used to be or something? I see about the same number of people on the site as I did several years ago and over a million people are on here a day.

I agree! Hands should stay away from me!

I hope one day a story of mine is featured here...

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