As much as I would just like to flail and shower you with cyber!cake, this fic deserve SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT. Lyn-Z is quite possibly my new favorite heroine EVER, because she is just so human and compassionate and fierce and strong and EVERYTHING. I wanted to reach into this and just hug the shit out of her, but at the same time I kind of want to stand back and watch her because she is amazing.
Every time someone died, I cried. This is a weird compliment, because crying generally = not good. But this was so real and gritty and difficult and I couldn't help but cry. It wasn't just the fact that Greta and Pete and so many others lost their lives, it was- They were fighting back! It was underground and smaller than they would have liked, but they were fighting. Idk, it just got me.
And, hey! let's talk about this world you built. Ugh, it gave me shivers. All the mentions of abandoned suburbs and cities, rules and regulations, police brutality (Gerard! Oh, god, that was painful) and then Kitty and Chantal and Brian and the little (well, not so little) family they had! *insert lame metaphor about "lone points of light in a grey and dingy world" here*
At this point, i just want to yell "Frank! Mikey! Briiiiiiaaan! AMANDA FUCKING PALMER!" at you, so I'm just going to say: thank you for this. This will always hold a special place in my heart, and the fact that you're my friend only makes it better.
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Flaily comment, as promised. :D
Date: 2009-07-06 09:45 pm (UTC)As much as I would just like to flail and shower you with cyber!cake, this fic deserve SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT. Lyn-Z is quite possibly my new favorite heroine EVER, because she is just so human and compassionate and fierce and strong and EVERYTHING. I wanted to reach into this and just hug the shit out of her, but at the same time I kind of want to stand back and watch her because she is amazing.
Every time someone died, I cried. This is a weird compliment, because crying generally = not good. But this was so real and gritty and difficult and I couldn't help but cry. It wasn't just the fact that Greta and Pete and so many others lost their lives, it was- They were fighting back! It was underground and smaller than they would have liked, but they were fighting. Idk, it just got me.
And, hey! let's talk about this world you built. Ugh, it gave me shivers. All the mentions of abandoned suburbs and cities, rules and regulations, police brutality (Gerard! Oh, god, that was painful) and then Kitty and Chantal and Brian and the little (well, not so little) family they had! *insert lame metaphor about "lone points of light in a grey and dingy world" here*
At this point, i just want to yell "Frank! Mikey! Briiiiiiaaan! AMANDA FUCKING PALMER!" at you, so I'm just going to say: thank you for this. This will always hold a special place in my heart, and the fact that you're my friend only makes it better.