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First Apprentice to the sacred art of Serebii Review Ryu, Air Dragon, enters the fray... fair and square!
GRAMMAR:
pulled her nails off one by one with a pair of pliers
With bated breath, he entered the sliding doors,
Is it just me, or do the works I read get progressively better in this section of my reviews? I can’t give you less than an
A+ for the great work, though as this is the prologue, I’d advise you greatly to keep this standard running.
CAST:
Andrew: Wow, now this is one hateful (mutters extremely profane expletive here). His entire life seems to be geared towards hating humanity. Does the absence of his father have anything to do with the moulding of this angelic-faced menace? Or is it some deep, psychological disorder? For the protagonist, you threw us quite the evil loon with a macabre sense of hatred.
I like it.
Though horror and macabre are the sort of things I’d usually watch, it doesn’t change the fact that this may just add to my reading preferences.
Too many holes surround Andrew’s psyche for now, and though I reckon you wanted this from the start, it winds up being slightly frustrating.
Aaaargh. Darnit. I can’t help myself... it’s that good...
A
DESCRIPTION:
Please... whatever you do... do NOT produce horror movies... you make Alien vs. Predator look like a Nintendogs review... and that’s scary...
Damn, you’re good at this.
A.
PLOT:
Andrew seems to be intensely angsty or hateful, even to his doting mother. But for what reasons? To what aim does he seek Prof. Oak’s admiration so fervently?
And with Jason and the mystery woman, who are they? And what the hell is Andrew agreeing to?
You have me asking so many questions, I’m simply staring at my screen helplessly for the answers.
You know what i'm gonna give you here, so don't ask any "Where ma grade at?" questions. Got me, cuz?
LENGTH:
For a prologue it was well-lengthed. Tome-like, compared to other intros and the minimum requirements. I was definitely kept engaged by this beauty of a horror fic.
As the rose has its beauty, so does its thorns bear its sting.
Ah have no idea what ah said, but basically, you scored yerself another
A.
OVERALL:
As I’d expect from a seasoned horror writer. Though I never really was into the stuff earlier, going by the prologue and the snippets in the Author’s Café, this work may just be in the realms of greatness with EM1, Mix and IceKing.
As this is just the beginning, I’d feel prudent in letting you have this darling ;121; as my final verdict.
L@er!