Oh, this was all kinds of perfect, from the humour to the way she learns something from each of them - bonds with them, if you want - to the contrast between the desert and the City. To watching them fall. Oh, that just about broke me. And the final scene, it - it hurt, to see her fighting like that, the way they taught her, and remembering them (Frank, oh God ;____;).
Oh man, I'm not making an awful lot of sense, I'm kind of sick right now, and have had all kinds of sugary medicine, but this was seriously so perfect, especially with all the different contrasts that made me ache. I laughed too many times to count in parts, and her singing "We Are the Champions" at the end was just so bittersweet...
Yep, definitely not making any sense. I should probably just have came back in the morning, but I wanted to say it while it was still fresh in my head, y'know? >.<. More fool me.
*shakes self* Anyway. Going to aim for one last bit of cohesion and say that I loved it, in case my babbling hadn't given that away. If it's okay with you, I'm going to rec it out, next time a) my head's all together again, and b) I have the time because wow, dissertations, kinda time-consuming >.<
Seriously, seriously awesome. The visuals, the contrasts, were so clear, and the little things - like Mikey teaching her the bitchface, the practicalities of hair care in that environment, Grace and Gerard's logic re: Frank's experiments - just made it. Thank you.
Eeeee! This comment totally made my day, sensical or otherwise. Thank you so much for all the lovely compliments. Reccing is totally fine, and thank you for that as well. :D
I just clicked through to your journal and saw the Killjoys header image and Gabe Saporta header line--have you read my fic Cobras Never Die? 'Cause if Gabe + Killjoys is your thing, you might enjoy it. :P
Oh, this was all kinds of perfect, from the humour to the way she learns something from each of them - bonds with them, if you want - to the contrast between the desert and the City. To watching them fall. Oh, that just about broke me. And the final scene, it - it hurt, to see her fighting like that, the way they taught her, and remembering them (Frank, oh God ;____;).
Oh man, I'm not making an awful lot of sense, I'm kind of sick right now, and have had all kinds of sugary medicine, but this was seriously so perfect, especially with all the different contrasts that made me ache. I laughed too many times to count in parts, and her singing "We Are the Champions" at the end was just so bittersweet...
Yep, definitely not making any sense. I should probably just have came back in the morning, but I wanted to say it while it was still fresh in my head, y'know? >.<. More fool me.
*shakes self* Anyway. Going to aim for one last bit of cohesion and say that I loved it, in case my babbling hadn't given that away. If it's okay with you, I'm going to rec it out, next time a) my head's all together again, and b) I have the time because wow, dissertations, kinda time-consuming >.<
Seriously, seriously awesome. The visuals, the contrasts, were so clear, and the little things - like Mikey teaching her the bitchface, the practicalities of hair care in that environment, Grace and Gerard's logic re: Frank's experiments - just made it. Thank you.
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