geejaysmith:

esotericforger:

geejaysmith:

because-im-freaking-greed:

geejaysmith:

geejaysmith:

“Contrary to all appearances, Rose Lalonde does not, in fact, have her shit together. Her shit is rarely even all on the same continent. Rose Lalonde’s shit is, if anything, like the Chaos Emeralds. You gather it, it powers your doomsday device or saves the world, and then they shoot off somewhere into the void. Elusive cryptids like Mothman and Bigfoot have nothing on Rose Lalonde’s shit.”

Jake probably: Well comparatively speaking rose seems to have her metaphorical marbles organized.

John, thinking of Grimdark mode: well…

Jade, recalling Rose blowing up her second gate: :/

Dave, having spent three years watching Rose descending into drunken stupor: yikes

legend says that if you gather together all of rose lalonde’s shit in one place, it can summon the great dragon shenron to grant one wish

Dave probably: i wish my family would stop being so fucking extra

#can’t any of you people be fucking normal says the guy who wanted to rap with Obama

“can you please go one day without doing weird shit” says the guy who crashed the US economy with shitty SBAHJ merch in another life.

“can you all just fucking chill” says the guy who once tried to extract a sword from a dead body by jumpkicking it and then bounced off.

jungle-bean-english:

omegapausestuck:

deej3000:

i-am-completelyinsane:

creative-classpect:

cloudy3531:

creative-classpect:

You might be homestuck trash, but you aren’t real trash until you’ve made up your own sburb planet

I have an idea for a planet called Land of Clouds and Skyscrapers. Do I have a problem yet?

If you or a loved one develops signs of homestuck trashiness, contact a doctor immediately

It is important to catch this disease before it becomes serious

Well shit man, Land of Reflections and Regret. 

Land of Marble and Chaos.

Put your own sBURB land in the tags.

Land of Rain and stars

where-the-shit-is-my-art-pencil:

There’s A Lot To Unpack Here:
An analysis of the “Eridan is a metaphor for Obama” post

     –The opening statement comes right out with the main thesis: “I still think [Eridan’s] character arc is a metaphor for the Obama presidency.” Such an odd assertion phrased in such a direct way is the first of the post’s many unexpected twist and turns. In a way, it’s an excellent thesis statement; it lets the readers know exactly what they can expect from the rest of the text. 
     Notable is the inclusion of the word “still.” Had someone attempted to dissuade this individual from believing this theory? More than one someone?

     –The first paragraph starts pretty slowly: the comparison of the guy who does everything in twos to bipartisanship and the claim that

a gay character represents the LGBT community

aren’t too out there when compared with the original assertion that Eridan Ampora symbolizes Barack Obama. Saying a character who wants to care for society’s downtrodden symbolizes social welfare programs is comparatively not much of a stretch either, nor is drawing a parallel between a major villain and the GOP. 
     Then, out of nowhere, like the storm after the calm, like a clown honk followed by a gunshot, appears “Jade (Reagan) ”. Equal parts wham line and establishing character moment for our unknown theorist, the absurd comparison between lovable, open-minded 13-year old girl Jade Harley and Ronald Fucking Reagan, fortieth president of these United States, upends all our expectations, expectations which were pretty out-of-the-ordinary to begin with considering they were set by the comparison of Eridan Ampora to Barack Obama. That the anonymous theorist goes on to explain the reasoning behind this comparison in no way mitigates the shock. "Jade (Reagan)” changes everything.  Anything can happen now. There are no rules anymore. 

Keep reading

deliverusfromsburb:

geejaysmith:

It’s less about the thing in and of itself and more of the underlying attitude to it all, and I think it speaks to differing perspectives of the writers Hussie and Pratchett (wow, two authors turn out to be two very different people! Who knew). Discworld, or at least what comparatively little I’ve read of it so far (the City Watch books, Wee Free Men, Reaper Man, the Hogfather film, the quotes that float across my dashboard, what Kat tells me about) seems to have an agenda with lambasting the very notion of Chosen Ones. Sam Vimes starts off as a Gutter Punk McNobody and thinks of himself as a class traitor when he comes into wealth and power. He detests the idea of kings, of people elevated to a position above others by virtue of their birth. He spends a revolution wondering if any of the city leaders know or even care about the mechanics of the city grinding to a halt during the mess. Carrot is the One True King of Anhk-Morpork, but by being a literal “man of the city” as a policeman he’s far happier and everyone is better off. Tiffany Aching was skeptical of how things were “supposed” to happen in fairy tales from the time she was very small. Rincewind, as Kat tells it, is a straight parody of his character archetype. There’s also a great quote from Nanny Ogg, who I’ve haven’t read about yet, “hating everything that makes people special, makes them better than others, makes them less than human.” (I’m paraphrasing, I’m on mobile, but I highly recommend finding the quote, it’s great)

In Homestuck you could almost think of the entire human race as getting stuffed in the refrigerator to be a motivating factor for the other characters. They’re sort of absolved into a singular entity, “the human race”, and anyone not connected to the player characters – who exist disconnected from their species, both by ectobiology and by the style of the narrative (remember how John never sees his neighbors?) – may as well not exist except as part of that collective. And while there’s subversions on the idea of a Chosen One, with how it puts a lot of undue stress on Dave and Jake, ultimately with how the story plays out, that characters “don’t matter” unless they’re the Alpha, that Karkat spends time learning to empathize with doomed doubles only to be ready to throw their lives away in the retcon, that Dave’s issues with dehumanizing his doomed doubles as a coping mechanism isn’t addressed, that the John and Roxy who die in the retcon are mentioned and then wooshed away, the consequences never brought up- I dunno, after you spend a few months falling asleep to Samuel “Wants to Arrest the Gods for For Not Doing It Right” Vimes, you notice these things. And you think about them, in the sense that it’s interesting to compare the two world views that come across in the stories. SBURB can be cruel, made crueler by Lord English, but Lord English didn’t write an ending where these things happen and nothing even pauses to consider the ramifications of say, speeding up time to reseed the planet Earth when there HAVE to be carapaces still living on it. That’s a choice made by the author, decided in part by his worldview and priorities in telling the story. And while a bunch of children never wanting to talk about how they feel of the extinction of their species is fine or coping with it by focusing on their own lives is fine, that’s whatever, they’re kids and they’re allowed to be like that, I can’t shake the feeling the story became more zeroed in on the characters Hussie decided “mattered”, while either disregarding or being actively cruel to the ones who didn’t. It’s not just in the literal text or even subtext of dialogue, it’s in the framing of scenes. It’s in choosing what to show and what not to. It’s in the visual language Homestuck communicates in. And again, at least in the beginning, there was a conscious stylistic choice to it. Now, I’m not so sure.

I mean, unless my theory about this being Caliborn’s fanfiction and the equivalent of a neutral ending in Undertale proves correct, but Hussie would have to be playing the long game for that to be the case and I’m personally past the point where I’m willing to give him the benefit of the doubt in that regard. And you know me, I am literally always looking for ways to justify my personal grievances with the retcon. That’s what happens when you kill my favorite characters to hit the reset button on the story I’ve been reading for 3 years on my McFreaking birthday, because I’m bitter and will never ever let it go.

I’m worn out so I can’t give this the response I’d like to, which would probably involve a lot of musing on the differences between ‘ideas authors convey through their narrative choices’ vs ‘ideas authors support by presenting characters championing those ideas’ and how Discworld and Homestuck measure up there, but I’d say the fate of offshoots and alternates and basically everyone but a handful of people in the end is the kind of thing that Discworld would portray as a horrible atrocity. Paradox space is a crime – one so big you live in it, maybe, but that doesn’t mean someone shouldn’t pay. And while I would accept the idea that the kids are so traumatized by everything they can’t bear to face the reality of the loss of their species, their universe, their host of alternate selves, by the end both they and the narrative treat those losses more as if they don’t matter at all. 

You haven’t gotten to the Witch arc yet, but Skaia is exactly the kind of villain Granny Weatherwax would go after, because she’d know exactly what it was up to immediately and tear it to shreds

Anyway, welcome to the ‘why doesn’t everyone have Pterry’s worldview’ level of Discworld Fan Hell. I don’t think there’s any escape. 

rhythmic-idealist:

psock:

@incog-nemo now that’s more like it.
no, seriously. it’s been almost a year since homestuck ended, there’s been no sign of an epilogue whatsoever, and if i happen to die before hussie tells us what happened to sollux my mortal soul will be cursed to roam in limbo until i find out.

sollux captor? [long drag of cigarette] I haven’t heard that name in years

he got away from the retcon and went to the good timeline

The signs’ embarrassing families

moved-to-aradiiaa:

Aries: An Indiana Jones fangirl, a weeaboo who smokes weed, and a terrorist dressed as an Asian schoolgirl

Taurus: A huge Pokémon fan, a weeaboo with great hair, and the leader of a huge rebellion

Gemini: A hacker obsessed with bees, a clumsy skater boy who curses a lot, and a pilot

Cancer: An angry kid who reads romance novels, a party pooper with pants that go up to his chest, and Jesus with the same pants

Leo: A huntress who writes fluffy fanfiction, a Satan worshipper who looks like a cinnamon roll, and a female version of Tarzan

Virgo: A vampire with a chainsaw, a motherly feminist with badass piercings and tattoos, and a very protective mother

Libra: A blind lawyer who eats chalk, a radical skater girl, and another lawyer who rides a dragon

Scorpio: A pirate, a nerd, and another pirate

Sagittarius: Three robotic engineers who are obsessed with horse dicks

Capricorn: A high clown, a Satan-worshipping clown, and a homicidal clown

Aquarius: Harry Potter, Danny Zuko, and a serial killer who is bad with jokes

Pisces: Barbie, Nicki Minaj, and Hitler

If doom pairs with hope, what would you pair life with?

deliverusfromsburb:

Ok like… tbh I am not big on pairing aspects at all? Like, it’s only useful in a few very specific thought experiments, and it often prevents you from looking at broader ways the aspects interact. Imo, aspect relationships are far more likely to be defined based on the player than the aspect themselves – Caliborn’s understanding of Time is very Rage-flavored (his alpha timeline limiting and destroying others) and he was ‘raised’ by a Rage player. Dave’s understanding of Time is very Heart-influenced, on the other hand, and Bro tried to pattern him after himself. Aradia and Sollux are friendly, and her use of her powers was very Doom-laden (ensuring what Must Happen happens, exploiting the rules).

That being said, when I *bother* with ‘sister aspects’, I tended to pair Life with Breath. They’re visually similar, John and Jane are official leaders of their sessions, Breath is growth outward (networking, communication, transport) while Life is growth inward (heritage, development, self-control). 

That being said, while I think arguing over what pairs are meant to be official in the comic is kinda pointless bc it doesn’t really matter, if there were official pairs, I’m pretty sure it’s supposed to be Life and Void. Hussie started with only four aspects, and Space/Time is obviously a pair, so Light/Breath would follow. Hemera and Nyx look very visually similar, and there’s the Ring of Life/Ring of Void thing going on. Life and Void players are often shown to be physically strong as well. Plus, the fraymotif setup in Collide seems to set up the following pairs, reading across:

Breath/Light, Time/Space, Mind/Heart, Life/Void, Hope/Doom, Blood/Rage. (Gill informs me these are the pairs the shirts were released in as well.)

But again, I think however you want to personally consider and organize the aspects is up to you. I don’t bother with it too much because I’m so focused on the characters and how they impact how they relate to the game and world.

prokopetz:

Upon reflection, I’ve come to the conclusion that the problem with Homestuck – insofar as it’s reasonable to assert that there’s a singular “problem with Homestuck”, anyway – is that it’s trying to pretend it doesn’t have a point.

There’s a fine line between deliberately frustrating audience expectations as an authorial stance, and keeping everything suspended in a state of perpetual “irony” because otherwise the narrative would have to emotionally commit to something, and, like, caring about stuff is for losers.

Paradoxically, this might actually be a big part of the reason it managed to cultivate such a robust fandom at is height; when a narrative refuses to have an opinion about anything it’s showing you, you can read anything you want into it. It’s only when it actually has to construct an ending that you realise everything you found relateable about it was just you seeing shapes in the smoke it was blowing up your ass.

(That metaphor sort of got away from me there.)

The hell of it is that I don’t think it’s actually as vacuous as it pretends to be. It’s not that it doesn’t have anything to say; it’s that it doesn’t want to admit that it has anything to say. Insofar as it falls apart at the end, it’s not through a lack of imagination or a failure of narrative rigour, but through a conscious refusal to take the next step – even if that means literally ending the story mid-scene, because continuing even one moment longer would oblige it to commit to some sort of emotional resolution.