Artist - Homestuck Album - Vol. 1 SoundTrack - Showtime (Piano Refrain) Feed on this artist: homestuck.bandcamp.com/feed Feed on this album: homestuck.bandcamp.com/feed/al...
Trust me. It gets... Um... Better? It's hard to describe. Things certainly do pick up though! Even by the point you get to Act 4 stuff is already getting real. And Act 5 Act 2 is a straight up MASTERPIECE. Two tips though. Act 5 Act 1 might seem boring at first, but KEEP READING. It ends spectacularly and it's all very important plot wise. Intermission 1 (which is right after Act 3) might seem boring but it IS plot important. Even if you don't think so, it is. Once you get to the end of Act 5, you might see a page called [S] Cascade. Not giving out any spoilers... but. It's a lot of the reason why people even READ homestuck. It's that spectacular.
Dets65 interestingly enough i starded quite literally the week after 4/13 and i binged so much i finished it 2 weeks ago. Unfortunately I did kinda skim through a good bit of pesterlog in the troll pages, so im kinda rereading?
You did better than me on your first read then. I entirely skipped every pesterlog in A5A1. And then had to go back and actually read them because I didn't understand references in A5A2.
A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April 2009, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today that he will be given a name! What will this young man's name be? . . . . . . . . . . . . A man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April 2016, is this man's birthday. Though it was seven years ago that his adventure began, it is on this day that his adventure ended. What will this man do? Man: Remember name. You remember that your name is John Egbert. You remember that day seven years ago, when you played a game with your friends; one that held a bigger meaning than you thought possible. Now that the game is over, you have the rest of your life to spend with your friends. You ponder on the game and its meaning. Was it even a game? No, it was not a game but an enigma; one yet to be understood. You walk to your study and sit in front of the piano. It'd been some time since you played last. You put your fingers to the keys and memories come flooding back. ==> [S] John: Play haunting piano refrain.
You sit at your computer. You've grown and become mature in many ways, since then. You decide, on a whim, to look through some of your old playlists. One catches your eye - but you can't quite remember why or where it came from. You click, and the song plays. A beautiful piano refrain. You recognize the old name and symbol, you remember all those years ago. You remember John, Rose, Dave, and Jade. The alphas and the trolls. Lord English, and the villains they faced. The horse jokes, puns, fourth wall breaks, raps, and clowns. You remember, Homestuck.
Imagine, in some years in the future, when all this has said and done and you've forgotten all about Homestuck, you're clearing out your music playlist. Most of the songs you just outright delete, but some you actually listen to, and a few bring back memories. And then you stumble across this one. "Showtime?" you think. "Must be some battle track or something." And so you listen to it. And then you are flooded with memories. God Tiers, Trolls, Strife Specibi, Grist, Denizens, Consorts, Classpects, Lord English, Cherubs, Carapacians, Sburb and Sgrub, the Scratch, the Alpha and the Beta, and then, most importantly, John Egbert. You sit there, and you remember the tale of how a boy and his friends played a game, destroyed the universe, and then how it ended.
A young person sits at their computer. Though today, the 13th of April, may not be their birthday, it is one of their best friend's. But they don't seem to remember this person's birthday. The person is scrolling through old photos saved on their computer when they find a folder labeled "Homestuck" They don't seem to ever recall making this. They click on it and they're instantly flooded with memories. Cosplays of their favorite characters, funny screenshots, sad tumblr posts made at 3 am. The person sits and stares. They remember that today is John Egbert's birthday. They begin to cry. Someone walks into the person's room. "Hey are you alright?" "Yes, I'm fine. It's just that today is an old friend's birthday."
A young man stands on the battlefield today it just so happens that today, the 5th of November, is his final battle. His friends had fought along him thus far, and now it's show time. What shall we call this boy? A hero? that is correct. he is a hero
Your name is John Egbert. This is it. This is where you're supposed to be right now. At home in the presence of your dad and even though the 5 years of playing a futuristic game that ended the lives of your best friends whom you've never had the courtesy of properly meeting in person and all. Yet, you're all alive living in the universe you created out of a cancerous void and there's something lost in you but regardless, you feel... nostalgic. Although those were the worst years of your life, things were taught and you've learned so much and this is where you're supposed to be right now. You're destiny was given to you on card stock paper with reviews and stars. You had doubts about yourself and wondered if things would ever be the same but you knew that the future was inevitable and you were born to do this. You're at home and it looks exactly how it did 5 years ago. You're grown and possibly mentally unstable but you're safe. You take a seat infront of the piano your dad recently purchased and boy, does it look crisp. Your fingers ghost over the keys and your chest gets heavy like bricks toppled over onto you. Like you were stabbed. You're name is John Egbert and there's tears gathering in your rich deep blue eyes but the crowd is waiting. It's showtime.
@@kylawright785 the official homestuck ended in 2016, i know theres games and epilogues and stuff out now but the Real Thing has been done for four years
I got into the fandom as soon as Homestuck ended. I really wish I joined the fandom in 2012, but I was like, only 13 at that time, so even then I wouldn't be able to be that involved.
I started reading two weeks before it ended, and I finished it Tuesday. It takes so long with some of the pesterlogs, haha I wish I had stuck (lol) with it when I tried reading it a few years ago, but it lost my interest! Sad I don't get to experience upd8 hype, but at least I don't have to wait months for them...
My friend made me start reading it a little over a week ago. I'm now caught up, searching for the songs, and relating to the characters and other fans. What does the sun look like?
John closed his computer. Wow he had spent almost 6 hours playing it. That game was so detailed it almost felt real. And that made up alien race of trolls was so cool. Maybe he'd play again tomorrow if his friends wanted to. What if it's called Homestuck because it was just a game John was playing so he never really left his house.
It's the final flash of Homestuck. Lord English, The Condesce, and the various Jacks have all been defeated, and the remaining heroes stand on the endgame platform, victorious. Not happy, not excited, just victorious. They take one last look at all they've been through, all they had to overcome, and link hands. And one step at a time, they walk through the door.
+William Cameron After that. A young man stands in his room. It just so happens that today, his 17th birthday, was the day he achieved victory. He doesn't even know where he is right now. It's simply just a white place.
+Dat Weird 69er a young man pulls away frim his computer. it just so happens that today is this young mans 13 birthday. He had just finshed playing a game with some of his friends before they came over that night. It was a fun game even though they died alot. The young boy shuts off his pight and walks downstairs to the sweet aroma o f betty croker cake.
A young man stands in his bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 13th of April 2009, is this young man's birthday. Though it was thirteen years ago he was given life, it is only today that he will be given a name! What will this young man's name be? That's the best fucking question, anybody ever asked.
Your name is JOHN. As was previously mentioned it is your BIRTHDAY. A number of CAKES are scattered about your room. You have a variety of INTERESTS. You have a passion for REALLY TERRIBLE MOVIES. You like to program computers but you are NOT VERY GOOD AT IT. You have a fondness for PARANORMAL LORE, and are an aspiring AMATEUR MAGICIAN. You also like to play GAMES sometimes. What will you do?
@Kailanifromthestars pretty enjoyable. I discovered some pretty stuff that was just buried under the mountain of unused music and it gave me some music to listen to while doing things for like a month.
I'm 100% sure that this song will be featured in the Grand Finale. Quite possibly with the words 'It's showtime.' And you will cry. You will cry *hard*.
I picture this playing at the end of Homestuck. I picture it this way: everybody is dead... but John. He would be walking around, observing everything that was left and looking at all the people he was once friends with. Dead. They're all lying there, bloody and empty. Then, he would just sit on the ground, having nothing else to do, and cry. As the view slowly zooms out and you see all of the destruction, with John crying in the middle of it all... this song plays. A song which used to just be John having fun now represents the end of everything...
this. this I've waited for the end the end to my wonder but yet it hurts it hurts so bad I'm leaving my family behind but they will stay with me forever ad long as I live homestuck
I was born in 2008 so I wasn’t old enough to actually enjoy the fandom. But I’ve heard about the fandom through some friends, and I’m really sad that I couldn’t enjoy it while it lasted.
I felt much of the same for fandoms that were in their prime when I was younger (born in 2001), but I sort of made up for it with Homestuck. I have a strong feeling you'll be part of something big that you and your circles will consider a massive part of your lives
Oddly enough, I can imagine this really being the "[S]" during the final strife, and it might again lead to the very first page of the comic itself. "A young man stands in his room."
mj bumagat What If It Ends With John Having Child, Whom He Named After Himself. And Then It Leads To The First Page, Where His Child, John Egbert, Starts His Adventure He Was Born To Do. The Older John Is DAD.
Oh, okay I'll give you props for that since we're in a Homestuck video, but there are still people who are not informed of the web comic but are trolls/grammar nazis so I would suggest limiting your "Inner Kanaya" to HS related stuff.
An old man sits down at a piano, and plays a familiar song, a song his son knew well. As he plays, a breeze sweeps through the door, and envelops the man, holding him softly with an airy void. It swirls around him, carrying the song out toward the town, up toward the sky, and toward a sign imprinted among which none can read. A picture of a house. Or, symbol, rather. Three white blocks, a three-fourths of a block, and a smaller block in the middle to the side, with a roof on top. Somewhere, a young man hears this song, standing on a checkered battlefield. The old man continues playing, onto the soft part. "I am so, so proud of you, my son." A young man hears these words. The young man falls to his knees as he remembers what his father taught him. He taught him how to prank, how to read, how to write, how to do mostly everything. And how to play piano. Behind the old man is a figure in a long red cape, black glasses framing his eyes. It appears there is water glinting down the figure's face. The figure slowly brings a hand to the black glasses, and takes them off, holding them in his hands in grief in mourning, the same black glasses his best friend gave him. "You were the real hero, weren't you, John?" The figure walks swiftly away, turning on his heel, a small tear falling down to mark the floor, and disappears into a portal of abstract clocks and turning gears. The figure appears on another side, standing on concrete ground. The figure decides, softly, that he is never going to explore the timelines again.
Homestuck is ending in 4/13. This shall be its funeral song. All the memories, from the trolls' deaths, to fighting Lord English and escaping fate. The happy memories, SBaHJ, and the sad memories of the GAME OVER flash. Homestuck is ending in a few months. Are you ready for it to end? .................. Everything wasn't really real. You know that it's time to grow up. Maybe you didn't even remember what happened in the first place? A lot of things happened. You just can't remember what. This tune is very familiar to your ears. You don't know why, but it makes you remember of something. Something that has been missing for a long time. Did it end? You never saw it.
I'm actually gonna cry I wish I could reread Homestuck for the first time all over again. but I'm glad I got into it when I had just turned 13. these kid's inspired me and will forever continue to do so. happy 4/13 everyone. let's all promise to live and see many more.
A young man Obsessed with enjoying stories is bored one Saturday afternoon, he has read hundreds of story played hundreds of games. he's burdened by an excessively bland life. he sees a playlist recommended, simply called Homestuck. off of curiosity and a wim he plays it, the first thing he hears is a beautiful song. Then several other great songs. when he sees people talk about a story, with the same name. he looks for it out of deepened curiosity ...his life is changed forever.
same here. and I actually had a lot of chances, being it was super big in my town back in 2013 when I was a wee 13 year old child. but, better late then never
You now stand in your bedroom, crying because your favorite webcomic has just ended. As your eyes water, you hear a knock at the door. You go and check the door, and discover a box at your doorstep. You take it inside and open it. You find a letter that only reads, "You know what to do." You take a closer look into the box and find a CD only labeled Sburb. Now your adventure must begin.
==> Whydidijusteatthat: Reply to RU-vid comment You decide to stay on your ONLINE VIDEO STREAMING site, instead of investigating what is possibly one of the most incredible video games of all time. Good job.
CA : Scream like an insane fangirl and put the game on your desk. Despite your aversion to instructions like this, this one sounds like a good idea. This is Sburb, for Skaia's sake.
PA: stare in amazement, then remember that you’ll most likely die playing. Oh god, oh no, you think this is a really bad idea! But is it? I mean you could get a hold of atleast one of your pals and play. Sure you might die but it would probably be a cool death! Not to mention you could possibly become a g o d!!! Okay enough procrastinating, install that shit already.
I was wondering what that song stuck in my head this evening was. Haven't listened to this since I still kept up with Homestuck. Not too interested anymore, but I still have fond memories of the Beta kids. :)
You pull up the seat infront of the brand new sparkling piano your dad had recently purchased, nimble and calloused fingers of yours almost cautiously brushing against the keys. It all feels too familiar, too safe, too calm and somehow, you want to go back. But then you remember the recent past and the ensemble you wore before things went haywire and messy, and you have to remind yourself that you do not want to revisit that alternate life. You do not want to feel warm crimson red blood pool at your feet, stain your hands, paint your friend's faces and leave you feeling deader than dead. You don't want to revisit the life you once managed to survive. In a fit of anxiety, anger, depression and every negative emotion described into intelligible words, your hands slam against the piano keys and the sound blares in your ears. Before you even know it, tears threaten to leave your eyes and stream down your cheeks, into your lips and onto your hands. A melody fills the room and scenic bridges form in your head, faces staring at you from all angles as your fingers miraculously glide across the black and white keys. Whatever had built up over 5 years was spilled over in the pit of your stomach and trailed it's way up and out of your fingers, between your lips. It's all too familiar, too safe, too distinct. It's hard to believe that a boy like you, survived a life like that but you're entirely grateful efforts had been trudged through. The earth is still spinning and you're living and... That's enough.
I can just imagine in the end of the finale flash, everyone stands around the body of the boy who gave up everything, his time, his universe his life just to protect what he cared about most, his friends
Today is the day of a friend's birthday. Even though it was 10 years ago he was given a name, it is only today that his memory will come up again and be remembered around the world. Today is John Egbert's birthday, a boy whose memory will forever live on in our hearts.
Yesterday, I went to get braces. Afterwards, I went to talk but it felt funny, since I had a lisp. and strangely enough, it felt nostalgic. Yet I had never had braces before. And today, in my 3rd period math class, my freshman year, this song came across my liked videos and brought back memories of everything from sitting in my room, finding the game while I had the flu to cosplaying as Sollux and Karkat and Equius. I remember how I used to mimic Sollux's voice all the time. I can still do it, too.
As a hs veteran its really bittersweet to see so many new readers in the comments expressing their love and sorrows for finding homestuck when they did. I grew up with this webcomic during the peak of its popularity while i was in middle school, and it largely shaped me into who i am today. I wouldnt give those memories for anything, and in retrospect i couldve never imagined homestuck fading into the level of internet obscurity that its in now 🥲 good times while it lasted , but even still with all the years passed ive never stopped being a diehard fan. Just feels weird being a whole adult now, looking back and realising i WAS there during the 'good days', and that that time has long since passed...
As a young homestuck fan, this comment really touched me tbh..Reading other comments from a few years ago is like taking a time capsule back into the past I couldn't have experienced
In my future projects, I'm undoubtedly using Showtime as a motif. Gotta give respect to the one that started it all, the first track in what would be an amazing discography and a downright masterpiece of multimedia art
i finished homestuck today and i came here to listen to this again id like to say that homestuck was genuinely one of the things that gave me hope in the darkest moments in these last months, its characters gave me some type of happiness that i could genuinely never describe, in the moments ive felt loneliness and lack of motivation, this comic was one of the things that cheered me up i still cant believe the comic i avoided years on end because of my bad perception of the fandom became one of the things that genuinely gave me hope and motivation to keep going i cant describe the feeling that this comic gave me the last few months, but thank you homestuck for everything you've given me, thank you.
damn it all. i wish i could be here during the days the homestuck fandom was...well...alive. i wish i could've experienced all of that and cherished what's looking to be a hyperfixation with so many other people. ...i might be late to ththe party, but i still love this silly little...whatever homestuck is. i'm on act 3 right now, monumentally confused but also very intrigued. i'm gonna start reading again now. goodbye, guys.
When I hear this I really wish I could go back to when I first got to [S] John: Play haunting piano refrain. Back when I had no idea what Homestuck was. Back when I had friends, and I didn't have an arch nemesis who makes me feel terrible (because of Homestuck). Back when my zodiac troll wasn't on a mass killing spree and the majority of the characters were alive. Back when I didn't know who most of the trolls were. Heck, I didn't even know that Dave and Jade existed. This webcomic has been a major part of my life, and it has influenced me to do a lot of things and take a lot of opportunities I wouldn't have. This webcomic has inspired me to learn an instrument or two, cut out toxic friends from my life, and become a better person.
I remembered I was bummed when our Capricious pal started a-killin. Like c'mon man you're the one out of twelve I have to identify with. Could be worse. I coulda been one of the ones he killed
I think Andrew Hussie purposefully made the first [S] page a hauntingly beautiful piano refrain to tug at our heart strains whenever we go back to listen to homestuck music Post-homestuck. He KNEW people would love the soundtrack and would go back again and again and again. That clever bastard tricked the uploader "Nicol Bolas" into breaking our hearts. It reminds me so much of the kind of genius Toby Fox has. Maybe Homestuck, along side earthbound of course, led to the creation of his muse. Thank god for hiveswap, or whatever the hell its supposed to be. I don't know what the world would do without Homestuck in our lives.
Is it strange that every time I hear this song, I almost cry. I'm not deep, or even committed to this fandom, but this song fills me with so much sorrow and happiness all at the same time, I feel so overwhelmed. It's so bittersweet, and I'm always on the brink of tears hearing this song, but I can never seem to actually cry. The worst part is how frustrating it is to try to describe the feeling. Maybe this is the faygo talking, but I may just leave this life... ...to start anew... ~S.R.
**SPOILERS FOR A663!!* Okay what if there is an animation of John as he looks about, finding all his dead friends. Seeing Dave laying dead ontop of Jade, finding the bones of Karkat floating on the lava, seeing jane and jake dead togeather stuck on the sword. And as he goes about this plays.
See. I don't know what I should be feeling right now, because I just started reading homestuck, and I haven't felt any of the feels people say they are feeling in the comments. I have yet to feel these feels and I'm feeling scared to feel them.
Ashleigh Euse I'll probably most definitely cry xD. I'm getting to a really intense part of Homestuck, and I'm already not too sure I can handle it xD.
A young girl sits on her bed. She aimlessly scrolls through youtube, excited to use her new laptop. She is intrigued by a vaguely familiar symbol on a thumbnail, something from a time long before now. What could this strange blob be? She decides to click the video. A melody floods her ear canal, as memories of fake arms, shaving cream, and peanut allergies are brought to the front of her mind. "John."
(I must apologize, it seems this became more of an autobiography then a comment) I've read a lot of these comments and after crying a little(Read: A LOT), I've decided to add to the absolute clusterfuck of feels with my own little Homestuck story. Okay, so I remember when I first heard about Homestuck. I was not only new to the fandom, but the internet in general. I was listening to some of my favorite songs, and I occasionally like browsing the comments and all I was seeing was a bunch of Homestucks talking about how much the song described Homestuck, and my interest was piqued. So, me being the noob I was, I Googled it and was linked to mspaintadventures, and after reading about ten pages I was sitting there, and I was like 'I swear this is the stupidest thing I've ever seen' and 'Why am I even wasting my time?' and yet, I continued on, and then when I reached this part, I thought it was so out of place in the stupid little thing I was reading, and that's when I realized I was in this for the long run, and beyond. Now, for some more exposition. Before discovering Homestuck, I swear I was EVERYTHING I hate now. I was homophobic, rude, slightly illiterate, and racist( Perks of growing up and still living in a small town, heh). The farther I read into homestuck though, the more I became aware of the dynamics between characters, regardless of their gender, and I started out as a slight shipper, but still found it frankly disgusting. Then, I met some other Homestucks and they would go on and on about their ships and I was completely lost, because I discovered that there was not just a world outside of my despicable little town and my views on life, but an entire universe, and I was given more insight into their views of things. And slowly, the little bits of shipping I did, which had consisted of only straight pairings on an intimate level, shifted to a bit more of the things I am familiar with and love today. Homestuck changed my life, truly. When I could look beyond the silliness of it's beginning, I realized it was teaching me life lessons, lessons of love, value, acceptance, grief, and responsibilty. The dynamics between characters opened my eyes to a broader understanding and helped me to get past my homophobia and now I realize I myself am not straight( panromantic asexual here, talking live from the East Coast!). The trolls behavior and their behavior's outcomes taught me that rudeness was not acceptable and could result in terrible things, so now I am one of the kindest individuals you could wish to meet( at least I like to believe so). I am no longer illiterate, I can't be if I want to read the ENDLESS PESTERLOGUES. Don't even get me STARTED on trying to understand the quirks, I had to relearn the English language it seemed! The drastic effects of the hemospectrum in the troll's world taught me what racism was, because I realized something. The trolls all have the same skin color- grey- but not the same blood colors. Earth is the complete roundabout of that; Humans all have the same blood color but different skins. It taught me of the lasting affects and the grief that racism caused, and now I have a zero tolerance for racism of any kind at school and any where else. By becoming the best I can be, I have unfortunately distanced myself to a level of complete alienation from my own family, and I am so terribly disappointed in how they function in the world, and disappointed in myself for ever being like them. I am wearing down my mother and sister, slowly but surely, but my dad...he is a lost cause, I stopped trying. ANYWAYS, the point is, if it weren't for Homestuck, I would just be some angry backwoods hick that no one paid mind to, but now I am slowly but surely changing the people around me to be the very best they can be as well. So, I must thank Andrew Hussie for creating Homestuck, all the people who helped him make it happen, Homestuck itself for giving me purpose, and lastly, thank you to the fandom itself. Never let Homestuck fade away, because someday it might just help someone else like it did me. (My sincere apologies for the long and inconvenient post)
(Sorry for necro posting but CMON ITS HOMESTUCK FANDOM WHO FUCKING CARES) I'm so glad that there are people out there like you who can learn REAL LIFE LESSONS FROM a stupid dumb idiot moronic story like Homestuck. It's amazing how much influence it has had over the many years of it's life (it turns 14 this April.)
GUYS Don't go Sadstuck just yet The game is coming, and there's also there's a homestuck anime project going on! Come on, you guys! The gigapause is a time to create the best homestuck things; not cry and speculate the ending all the time! Animations to animate! Comics to draw! Come on!
Well, the game is pretty much a confirmed thing, and you can find a homestuck anime project going on in the depths of the internet-not one hundred percent confirmed, yet a glimmer of hope-and if this wasn't what you meant, then my apologies.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTTTTTT JUST A SECOND!!!! there might be a hometstuck anime?!?!? i mean i heard rumors but its actually legit?!?! OHMYGOG!!!!
A young man stands in his bedroom. 23 years ago he was giving life, yet it was only ten years ago that this man was giving a name. On this day is when he went through hell and back
It feels like Hussie is already foreshadowing the upcoming feels the moment John played this song on the piano.I mean literally, John just picked this song out of any other song. WHYYYY //Flip out//
I'm actually a little afraid. The Homestuck fandom has so much potential, but now that it's ending, I'm afraid everyone's going to forget about it. It won't make a lasting impression, and in ten years people would just think of it as "that thing I used to like". Well, I won't let it happen to me. :K I'll make sure I'll remember Homestuck long after it ends.
Nah, the fandom may be outshone, but the common memory won't. Even in the distant future, people will still pay homage to and bring shoutouts of Homestuck, as it is already an integrated part of the long Internet literature tradition.
And don't get me wrong, Homestuck is basically the greatest story ever told. It's a modern "Ulysses", really, an epic greater even than the Illiad and both its spinoff fanfics. But uuuuuugh, the fandom.
Just started reading Homestuck! I started awhile back right after it had finished. I remembered people would constantly talk and rave about it, at least online. Just got to the part where this was supposed to play. It already seems pretty good, and I know it gets a lot more exciting, so I'm quite hyped to see how it call pans out!
You open your computer bored and decided to search what you kept through the years. You see a playlist of songs you don't remember so you press play. Memories filled your head as well small tears as you smile and think of the first time you heard this song. You remember the adventures of a group of friends that went through countless struggles as well meeting new people and trolls. You remember homestuck You also remember a certain persons birthday is today. Happy birthday John Egbert and goodbye homestuck ❤️
This song was put right at the start of that damn webcomic to make the sentimental cry and the forgotten recollect. Recollect the days of pestering chums and the days where one's greatest peril was encountering one's father on one's birthday. The days of absurdly long guides written by a young lady guiding her friend around his house. The days where a puppet's bottom was unthinkably horrible and the days where one could impromptu sleep. Before buckets, trolls, Lord English, anything. Because, at the end of the day, Sburb is one hell of a game, eh? Goddamn it, Hussie.
We've got a game coming out! There's tons of fan art to be made! There's cosplays, fan-comics and the list goes on...Homestuck isn't done not even after the final update. We're talking about the fandom that nearly made an anime during the last major giga-pause...can you imagine what we can do after the comic stops updating completely. Homestuck's not done, not yet. We've got a while to go guys.
Happy 4/13 to all new and old. For today is the Heir of Breath’s birthday. And the birth of a webcomic in our hearts. I wished this song was played one more time.
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