Opinions on the lovely cancer called homestuck?

opinions on the lovely cancer called homestuck?

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I stopped reading when [S] Game Over was retconned, and have not gone back since.

Everyone has their limit with Homestuck. Its fucking great, until it isn't. Mine was the reunion on the asteroid being so fucking lame, unfunny, and depressing.

the janitor hates it, or so I hear

an almost literal who is infinitely better at turning their webcomic into vidya than hussie is
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He loves davekat though

Most people are.

Homestuck was like having a 7 course meal, it started slow with the appetizers, then got really good for the main part of it, and then you bit into the sixths course and while it looked good, it tasted like shit, and then for the seventh course the cook literally just took a shit on your plate.

My favorite villain was Lord Jack.

cancer

And then some random hobo the cook found on the street peed on your check.

B-but the dessert will be good!

Maybe it could be good, but you could never wash the taste of shit out of your mouth.

The actual game aspects of Homestuck were great and the adventure game presentation of the earlier acts kept it novel. The midnight crew were great characters, all forms of them, and the first three kids had a solid dynamic in Acts 1-4.

The major style shifts that happened in Acts 5 and Act 6 killed it. It's obvious that Hussie's lack of structure and planning with the narrative snowballed into a huge problem post-Cascade when he was unable to properly resolve any of the ideas he inserted into his comic on a whim, and given the huge emphasis on time travel and the scale of the story that's a major fucking problem. Lord English suffered the most from that, with the finale having almost nothing to do with him since his role as the main villain came after Hussie concepted the character and ending pre-Intermission. I'm sure the hiatuses didn't help this bizarre writing process either.

The change from slapstick and referential humor to a character focused coming of age story is a part of that problem. The characters Hussie introduced from the very start were never meant to support the serious drama that got dumped onto them later in the story. One of the more egregious examples was Bro retroactively being portrayed as abusive because the ridiculous comedic anime sprite rap battles from the beginning were suddenly supposed to be a grounded, believable child/son relationship.

Another good one is Rose. In Act 6 she is an outright different character from the one in Act 3. Cascade wrapped up her initial arc and Hussie had to shit something else out for her to keep her relevant afterwards. Some of it can be justified with the timeskip but in the end it just wasn't enjoyable or cohesive, and transformed the character into something really unappealing.

In retrospect I think the comic was always doomed to a poor ending, although the fanbase it developed did not help. The haphazard nature of MSPA did not suit Homestucks scope and character driven plotline.

more like this?

i find this unsettlingly arousing

Snapchat porn is goat

Gonna have to be more specific

>The janitor likes complete shit.

Not even remotely surprising.

I remember when the janitor would always delete posts that shat on davekat. He posted here once iirc

He tried to get Steelcorridor banned when he made a comic making fun of him.

Eridan was the best villain.

more boys in girlfriend clothes please

Have a classic then

good taste my man

Which one? I only recall that davekat magazine one

>Sup Forums - video games

>Sup Forums - comics and cartoons
Are you lost user?

The janitor application one

I'd say post it but hotpockets will just get his davekat branded panties in a tiffy if you do.

Allow me to storytime a blast from the (relative) past. It's a little story called "Addiction".

>Addiction is a powerful thing.

>For Vince, this statement rang true. In so many ways.

>When he was only 13, his parents just fell apart romantically. They became irate, hostile towards each other, and a once beautiful relationship turned sour. With a violent backhand, some cruel words and a scared teen, Vince's mother was gone. Out the door, never to be seen again.

>Soon after that, his father turned to this weird white powder that Vince had never seen. He didn't know what it was, but he knew it changed his father. The man who was once the ideal father became nothing short of a violent, cruel brute.

>He would hit Vince for the smallest of mistakes, for the slightest thing gone wrong. Sometimes, just because he was too angry. Angry with the world, angry with Vince, angry with his life, angry with himself. He began to abuse the drugs even more: Cocaine, Heroin, E, whatever he could get his desperate hands on. Whatever the reason, Vince was the target of his anger, and Vince could do nothing to protect himself. He wore the bruises and scars under his shirt with great pain, at the thought that his father would be so cruel.

>But still, he endured it. It was all he knew now.

>Until one day.

>Vince returned home one day from school to his father sprawled across the living room floor; eyes glazed over, a tight band around his left bicep with a needle emerging from the skin.

>His father had overdosed. His father was dead. If the man on the floor could still be called his father.

>Vince walked over to the body.

>And kicked it. Hard.

>He wanted that one kick to tell his father's worthless remains how much he hated him, utterly despised him for all the anger he had vented on him, and then he just fucking dies!

>Vince hated him. So much. But with his 'father's' death, he was free to leave. Free to go elsewhere. Where he would not be hated like he was.

Too bad he didn't have anywhere else to go.

And so he simply packed what little possessions he still had and left. He just walked out the door and kept walking.

Which turned to fast walking.

Which turned to running.

He was tired of this. So fucking tired. He felt sick from all those senseless beatings, his heart ached at having his parents abandon him as they did; his mother to the wind, his father to the substances. He just wanted to cry.

But for some inane reason, he couldn't. He just couldn't give up on himself, no matter how little he felt he had to live for.

His aimless two year wandering brought him to this town. And to... her.

Which is the focus of this story.

A young man, broken in his youth, succumbing to the throes of addiction.


Two years onward....

"Oi! I'll ge' anotha' one 'ere mate!"

The slurred words almost grated on Vince's ears, but he did not complain. He persevered. He had to now.

Because she was waiting.

Vince poured the drink, calmly handing it to the drunken patron, then returning to his cleaning duties.

He glanced at the clock. Almost 11 PM. The bar would be closing soon. Just a little longer.

"One more, fuckass!"

Vince rolled his eyes. That same guy who always called him names. Vince had taken offense to it at first, but eventually, he figured the dude must just have Tourettes or something. He'd met the guy's son before, who shared the same trait..

Vince filled another mug of beer, handing it off to the oh-so-kind gentleman before he automatically moved the dried glasses back to the racking.

11 PM rolled around quickly, and he was approached by the lady gracious enough to take him in those two years ago. He was too young to work the bar then, but he kept himself busy working for her. And she was grateful.

I wish I could quit it

"Did a good job again, Vince! I'd expect no less from my best employee!" She said, with a gentle smile, laden with dark purple lipstick. Vince always thought she looked a little... dark, but he never really minded.

"Ms. Lalonde, I'm your ONLY employee." Vince replied, with a light chuckle. Ms. Lalonde frowned slightly.

"How many times have I told you? We've known each other far too long now, Vince. Please, call me Jenny." She said in return.

Vince shrugged. "Sorry, I guess I've always had some semblance of manners. First names and superiors don't mix." he said dismissively.

Jenny smiled at him. He was so polite. "Manners are a great thing, Vince. Be sure not to lose them. Anyway, we're closed now. Thanks for your help again!" She said to him, offering him another purple lipped smile.

Vince smiled. "Of course I'm gonna work hard. How else will I repay you for your kindness? You took me in when I had nowhere else. For that, I'm forever grateful."

Jenny just pushed his shoulder lightly. "You flatter me, Vince. I was just doing what any reasonable person would do."

Vince smiled again, and looked at the clock. "I should get going. I'll see you tomorrow!" And he took off out the door without a second glance.

Jenny's smile disappeared, turning to a sad frown. She could see the pain in those eyes. The desperation, the utter despair. It was worse when he had first arrived, having lessened over the time he was living there, but it was still plainly visible.

Jenny released a sigh. She knew in her heart that he'd never heal.

Vince pulled the hood of his dark purple hoodie over his dark, messy hair, walking at a fast pace.

He had to see her. He needed her. Right the fuck now.

He ascended the stairs to the second floor of the run-down building.

His knuckles rapped on the door of her room.

The clicking of a lock.

The door creaked open.

And there she was.

A smile stretched across her blue lips, as she calmly coiled some of her long black hair around her left forefinger.

"Evening, Vincey! Soooooooo good to see you again." she drawled to him in that damn teasing tone. Damn that fucking tone. He hated it. But at the same time, he fucking loved it.

Vince allowed himself a small shiver. "Hello again, Vriska. Please... let me in."

Vriska smiled. "But of course. I wouldn't leave my dearest Vince out in the cold!" she said in a tone that practically screamed taunting.

He almost scowled as he entered her apartment, her stepping aside to allow him inside.

She bit her lip as he walked in, her smile disappearing. She knew of his pain too, for he had confided within her.

She closed and locked the door after he entered, walking toward him as he unzipped and removed his hoodie, sitting on her bed.

She sat beside him, reaching up to gently caress his cheek, her black painted nails softly scratching at the paint he wore on his face. "It's been over a week, Vince. Have you been feeling alright? I've... I've missed you..." She admitted to him. Normally she wouldn't have such a weak front, but with him... She just couldn't help it.

Vince looked her in the eyes. She and he were kindred spirits. Her mother had committed suicide at a young age, and her father had been abusive, but in a much more... invasive way.

They had confided in each other. They trusted each other. They were addicted to each other.

Before he knew it, they had closed the distance between themselves, locked in a passionate, loving kiss. Vriska's tongue had snaked into Vince's mouth, as he eagerly wound it with his own.

This pleasure. This feeling. It was so fucking intense. But so right.

Within moments, Vince was pulling at the buttons of her spider web patterned top, as she pulled at his shirt. They allowed a brief split of their lips to remove their upper body clothing, and within seconds they were against each other once more, tongues fiercely wrestling together once again.

Moments later found them removing one another's lower clothing.

Moments after that, they were in her bed, bodies locked together with sheer desperation and twisted passion.

Vince was above Vriska, her wrists abover her head, their eyes locked with fiery passion and need.

Vince never knew why this felt so wrong to him, but at the same time so right. He couldn't explain it. He didn't want to explain it. He simply reveled in it.

"A-Aaaanh! V-Vince!! Nnngh, yes!!"

Vriska was in the throes of utter pleasure. She loved when Vince would come to her to be satisfied. Hell knew she needed this just as much as he did, if not more.

"F-Fuck!! Vriskaaa!!"

Vince was growling deeply as their hips gyrated together in sweet, twisted harmony. Vriska's bare breasts heaved with her ragged breathing as her end approached.

"O-Oh god!! VIIIINCE!!!" She locked her legs around his waist, screaming his name once more as she drove her mouth into his, sharing in another deep kiss as they both rode out their release in unison.

Many moments later found them curled up in Vriska's bed. She was holding herself against his chest. He gently stroked her hair as she held him close.

"I love you, Vince."

Vince's face split a small smile as he stared at the ceiling.

"I love you too, Vriska."

Yes, addiction was a powerful thing.

>The end.

I don't get it.

I was up to when the new kids were introduced. I just realized I didn't care anymore

This.

Homestuck was way too ambitious a project and it sort of fell to crap, what with the cancerous fanbase and Hussie being a cuck.

Act 1 - 4 were godly, Act 5 was great, Act 6 onwards was just progressively got shitter.

I really only ever cared about the first four kids, thought the trolls were an interesting idea. After that, slowly started giving less of a shit about anyone besides John and Karkat. Those were the only two pulling me through the story, and they both ended up hollow shells of their former selves. I still love the concept of sburb though, hopefully my copy of the CD will come in one day.

I stopped reading around when hivebent ended did Jade ever do anything?

You want the world to end?

a girl i knew told me to read it, we read it together until things fell out. read it on my own for a bit before i stopped because NOTHING makes any sense.

Also, Caucasian.

Jade did a ton of stuff, yes. Like Dave.

Yeah, then she became part dog, and then in Act 6 none of the kids did anything, she became evil, then didn't, then ended up with Dave maybe.

So I can make a new universe with my pals? Sure man, wouldn't you?

I read the first year or two of Homestuck while it came out and then lost track of it and stopped. It was super weird when its popularity exploded because it seemed so niche at the time. I tried reading it again recently but it didn't do much for me. It was pretty interesting just how much mid-to-late 00's it felt, though.

>implying your session isn't doomed to fail
Good luck though winnie_the_poo

It literally takes place during the entirety of obama's presidency, so that's to be expected

Yeah you're probably right, my friends consist of a maid of light, knight of doom, with me being the heir of Blood. If we got our mage of breath friend to stop being a dumb weenie and play the fucking game with us we might be able to do something like what the 4 kids did, and break out.

Knight of Hope with a Seer of Space, Rouge of Light and a bard of Time
Wish me luck when the meteor hits

Sure but not everything gets a time period so on the nose.

Call me a faggot, but I imagine it would be fun if we got together and wrote a Sup Forums-based Homestuck story. It'd be like a big community project or some shit. It sounds dumb but I think it'll be cool.

You could probably do the same thing with the knight and seer. Those two might carry your session. Rouge is kinda a free agent, they could be helpful if they decide to team up with the seer too. That time player though. God help you friend. You're going to have to work real hard to not fuck shit up for the other players.

technically that already happened
tfw I had to browse through all my pre act 7 hype post to find this
it 8urts

Ah, I remember this. There was also meta stuck, but that's kinda different.

I mean there is technically metastuck which is the closest we'll really get.
I mean if we went with 'real posters' you'd have what? A schizophrenic RPer, a Thirstfag, and 2 cunts.

Nah, more like one cunt, and an idiot that can't stop posting memes.

Worst webcomic ever written in my opinion I read to act 7 and couldn't continue because I was cringing so hard at the LOL TEH RANDUM XD trolls

It went from so boring I wanted to shoot my brains out to so RANDUM I wanted to well...stop reading.

So hows the erp for this scene?
Totally dead yet?

You can always find something, and there's always a Jade or two at conventions that'll suck your Dave if you look halfway decent.

>implying I'm not a Rose
Rip in piss I guess

Gurl rose or guy rose, and more importantly what do you want to fuck

Fuck off LB

No, I'm waiting for a friend to respond on flist and I'm gonna shitpost till I pass out like a reasonable adult
Probably another Rose or a Roxy

That's gonna be harder then, most cosplayers want to live out their ship fantasies, not fuck themselves.

...

This. You can fuck a Dave probably, and a Kanaya easily, but you're looking for a lesbian who is into incest roleplay, which narrows things down.

I can work with those

Then you've got a good chance, and there's a fair amount of decent Kanayas out there. Avoid Johns, even the female petite ones with huge boobs, because Rosemary fans are just that fucking insane. You MIGHT be able to pull a Jade or two but everyone JadeRose I've encountered is... better off being not something you want to pursue.

>even the female petite ones with huge boobs, because Rosemary fans are just that fucking insane.
I don't see how these are related

Why are cosplayers such easy lays?

I enjoyed it throughout, some parts not as much as others but I honestly think it was still good

These are the people who threaten to curbstomp people if they see them wearing a JohnRose shirt. They're not sane.

They're only easy lays if you're a 7/10 and up.

>short stacked fem John
Weirdest boner right now

Just rewatched collide and then the end, man I'm still pretty confused as to what the hell even happened. I get they all fought and activated the frog and got to go into their new universe, but what was the deal with LE and vriska? How did Terezi go back out of the universe to look for Vriska? Why is John just being a NEET at home while all his pals are doing big things? How did Caliborn get John's snapchat?

Even 1 year later and I'm flummoxed

>How did Caliborn get John's snapchat?

googled it.

>comic behind a paywall
Yeah fuck off

The definition of failing to deliver, blue-balling, and failure to payoff despite all of the parameters being filled.
>Rose and John get to fight Jack! And John gets axed and Rose's amazing fight sequence is too much to properly animate so we get some weird sprited panels
>Half the kids and trolls have finally met each other, face to face! And then proceed to have nothing but issues and maybe 2 happy moments in THREE YEARS of travel. John and Jade just get depression flat out.
>Jade got an absurd powerup that will help them beat an unbeatable foe! And instantly gets gimped for the entire final acts.
>The final clash is finally here! Everybody's going all out! And the 2nd half of the video is each villain getting an extremely slow and unsatisfying final hit as the protags...suddenly all start to lose at once
>The 4 kids have finally met in person! They're right fucking next to each other! And don't have a conversation together. Or hell, 3 of them never, EVER, have one solid convo together.
>Act 7, climaxes! have a frog lmao

do you know what a paywall is?

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>very first tag
>#if finished will be up for sale

Did we even get a three-way kid conversation?

John Dave and Rose I think?
That whole part is a blur and totally unmemorable other than Vriska is a good pal and Humans can totally feel blackrom

Kinda with John Dave and Jade with the whole karkat fiasco. But other then that. Never.

>rose never got her god tier tights ripped open and her tight butt fucked
Homestuck is just a pile of missed opportunities

blackrom is just a relationship similar to that of sitcom relationship where they parents hate eachother but also love eachother i guess?

Not in the least. Hussie's reversal on how trolls worked mentally was fucking stupid. Just once can't we have aliens where the series acknowledges they're fucking aliens, rather than this shit where if we all just try we can hold hands and sing campfire songs?

Potato had a great butt.

Except that goes against everything pre-established about how that shit works, just to get retconed post-retcon to being 'someone you wanna fuck but kind of pisses you off' all of the nuance of it, implied and stated is brushed off. And for what? To tease Johnrezi after building up Joxy?

the implication seems to be that John, Dirk, and a few others are going to wind up going into the black hole, which will ultimately send them to Caliborn's session. The 'Masterpiece' fight will take place, and end with Caliborn plus some stuff getting sealed in Lil Cal, and John plus others trapped inside the house juju

ears in the future, but also in the past, Vriska uses the house juju thinking its some huge weapon. Instead it lets out John and the others who were trapped within it. Maybe it also traps LE in their place. Maybe they do something else to thwart LE. Who knows

>girls with nice bodies but weird faces

Why and how is this possible

And thats about all she had

the wigs are the wrong size and shape for their heads. there's a few photos where she's not wearing the wig and she's much less weird looking

>WV and PM just kinda flounder about at the end, Jade breaks up her fight with Jack for really stupid reasons
>JACK FUCKING LIVES
>A few threads in act 6 (Condy's own plan, DD in the robot, serenity) don't go anywhere
>Vriska is awkwardly written in and out of the story
>Fucking Aradia we don't even know if she survived, along with Meenah I guess
>Ghost army served no purpose since there wasn't a need to stall LE really as he already completed his circle and would never fucking find Callie(s)
>Kanaya and Karkat do jack of all in the finale
>John is the only planet quest shown, and it's complete shit with paper-thin character ties
>Denizens are still vague and mostly unanswered. designs are also the definition of a letdown
>What does Blood do? And Doom/Mages, kinda

You think that's weird? Clickbait sites posted pics of her Rose nudestucks claiming it was Maise Williams

So was serenity muse-caliope the whole time or that? How'd she even get stuck in the amber?

Holy shit

>shit analogy

my sides

So... You read from beginning to end?

I know right?