You can't win "It Was Me"! I will be the longest Greenanon reviewer by the end of this day. I'll even make Longman Mauler himself tremble at my impressive length/ So much so, that he'll go back to Rakata prime to feast upon his green milk in shame that he's been outlonged!

Oh right, this is supposed to be a review, not a declaration of war. I have to say, I'm probably a good test for the objective enjoyment of this story, as every single zombie movie reference went over my head. It's never been a genre that has summoned my behind to a theater seat. 

Barbra possesses that same enthusiastic nerdy spunk that Kacey has in We Help Each Other Get By. The NEET nerd girl is a very fun character trope, and one that you've mastered. Her goal to become a cringe, katana-wielding zombie slayer was certainly one that kept me invested.

Sorry to say, however, that I didn't find John as interesting as Jake. While his devotion to Barb is admirable, and he possesses technical know-how to resolve the final conflict, I did find him to be a bit bland. I never really could impart defining characteristics he possessed on his own, while I can with Jake. Exacerbating this is that Peter, the initial captive of our villain, then later, Cassie's man, is almost identical in characterization. The fact that both end up as Celia's personal slaves at one point, does not help. To say the least, I had trouble differentiating them.

Speaking of Celia, she's the driver of most of the interest in this story, in that you are interested in seeing how she'll get her just desserts. Underlying a pragmatic need for hierarchy and order, is a neurotic need for dominance and control. I believe Barb's presence brought out her worst (despite her sacrificing the coach before, so it was always there), but a predator like her required a chew toy. This, of course, pushed Barb's development nicely, and allowed her victory over Celia to be all the sweeter.

The second hook for intrigue was the nebulous Rhames, and his need to be on the winning side. Showing no fear, and knowing when to fold, unlike Ceila, he's a nice, morally ambiguous contrast to the sadistic Celia, the soft Cassie, and the heroically ambitious Barb. 

Have to admit, I rather liked the smut scenes with Cassie for the ... let's just call it color commentary. Aright, I'll see myself out.

Unfortunately, I neither possess the length, nor the stamina to match "It Was Me", so I'll end the review here. Another entertaining classic of yours. I do think it would have benefitted with a more distinct characterization for John and Peter. The villains are what drive this story and maintain interest, and I think ending on their defeat wraps this up perfectly. Of course, in that hotel, who knows how long they'll last?

Tonald, the tragedy of a man fighting a losing battle. In the beginning of this tale, you tell us of his distaste, but as he discovers Seq, and her bazooka badonkers, and prodigious posterior, you show us that his time with the elves had imparted him a sense of culture. Even if it is the heathen culture of the shortstack. 

Seq has extremely entertaining dialogue, and your portrayal of that iconic gobbo cockney accent had me rolling with laughter. Excellent reveal in the effects of the growgreen, and I particularly like how you portrayed her growing. A particular detail that sold it for me, was you describing how her growing feet plowed apart the trees. 

Only gripe is Tonald's trip down south could have been drawn out. Other than that, this tale was nice, short and sweet, kind of like Seq. Too-shortstack/10

Oi, Greenanon, you go't a loicence for this story?

Another fun romp to celebrate how 1776 was commenced, with maybe the Brits portrayed a tad more sympathetic than they actually were, especially King George. I mean, I'd sympathize with a British monarch if he had a gigantic clocktower mecha.

Some clever stuff with Nigel (uno) and Abigail gradually getting more steamy as she's telling her story. It's a tough world for Mr. Nigel, one minute, you're smelling some delusional American's feet, the next, you're giving her a good shag. Shagalicious baby.

It would be fun if there was an English equivalent who comes back over for vengeance in 1812, and we can have ourselves some hot Anglo on Anglo action. And then Yankee lass and Dixie lass tear it up over Virginia, but oneshots are oneshots.

Btw, I still need to review the Tyrael story some more.