i would've fucked so hard as a court jester in ye olde i would've jangled my balls and done a little dance and sang my silly tunes i'd be so good at my job. alas i have to be on tumblr instead which is like a poor imitation of it
This is one of those things that makes me so pissed off but also love homestuck.
Everyone is always like "you cant explain homestuck without going on an hour rant about the complexities of its story" and they treat that like a bad thing- like that the fact that even though its been YEARS but were still learning things about the story is an example of what not to do and YET I DONT BELEIVE THAT?
The fact that Hussie wrote a story about a bunch of kids who were ultimately doomed by the narrative. That their trauma caused their kids to get screwed up too- just as their parents had done to them. Never ending cycle of abuse. That the universe was always gonna play this game with them and they had no choice- but WATCH OUT you never know when the universe will stop caring and force everyone to deal with the loss of an important character but replace them with an extra piece of the bord game because it still wants to play-
The story of homestuck is a 10 year old child that hates itself- but wants to continue living to spite everyone it's path- wants to scream "nuh-uh" when its been stabbed and say that it used lightning speed to dodge out of the way when you TOTALLY SAW IT GET HIT.
I think thats both hate and love worthy.
how am i just now realizing that feferi eridan equius and nepeta all died for good in late act five and then at the start of act six we just immediately got more life hope void and heart players