Does anyone else ever wonder what happened to Rose in the doomed timeline Davesprite came from? I mean in that timeline John and Jade were dead, and since John had died before he could bring Jade into the game Bec was never prototyped, so Bec Noir never existed. The trolls in that timeline would never have had to talk to them again because Noir would never have come into their session through the scratch that never happened. I wonder what happened to Rose after Dave was gone.
No seriously though. I’m referring to the majority of the cosplayers there that blocked the ballroom, screamed during the meetups, smeared gray everywhere, and didn’t clean up after their mess. You guys made the rest of us look horrible, even when respectfully asked to discontinue your game of spin the bottle, you guys could not stop. Fantastic! So here’s how the non-homestucks on the Sacanime page have seen it.
Now you could argue that “oh don’t pick on the Homestuck fandom, we’re nice :(((” No. You were the only ones that caused trouble during the con and the staff had given up on even trying to stop since you wouldn’t listen.
Prayers out there for the good Homestucks that were so badly represented though, I respect you guys, thanks for cleaning up the mess that the big part of the fandom left for us to pick up. Bless you all.
Here’s a prime example of the problem with the Homestuck fandom as it currently is. I speak here as someone who is entrenched so deeply in Homestuck I doubt I’ll ever be able to not call myself a fan, so trust me, I understand that there are people who don’t go around making fools of themselves in the fandom. The issue with the Homestuck fandom as a whole is that there is such a large part of the fanbase that is composed of kids who range from thirteen years old to sixteen. I have nothing against kids of that age group—hell, I was one three years ago—but a lot of them still have a very long way to go when it comes to maturity.
The thing is, most of the characters in Homestuck are assholes in one way or another. At the very least, most of them behave like assholes at one time or another. As a Homestuck, I can say that in the comic itself they are mostly very loveable assholes who tend to redeem themselves at least enough so you can shrug and not be all that bothered by their behaviors. But to someone who is younger and has yet to mature enough to understand that the following train of thought is utter dreck, i.e., people who are thirteen to sixteen years old, if you’re cosplaying someone who kind of acts like an asshole, it must be totally okay to run around acting like a total asshole because of course you’re just acting in character. And sure, wanting to be in character isn’t necessarily a bad thing. But it’s all about how far you take it.
To the younger Homestucks who somehow miraculously manage to see this post, because I won’t even begin to pretend I have all that many followers to distribute this to any kind of larger audience, it’s incredibly important that you not take the canon behaviors of characters you’re cosplaying as an excuse to act in a way that is rude, offensive, or otherwise asinine, especially at cons. Be considerate of your fellow con-goers, clean up after yourselves, and if you accidentally smear body paint on someone, apologize profusely. (Better yet, seal your body paint properly. Youtube is one hell of a site.)
Again. Repeat after me. Cosplaying as an asshole is NOT an excuse to act like one. If you can remember that, you’ll have a much more positive experience in your Homestuck cosplay anywhere you go, whether it’s at a con or not. And so will everyone else.
Ok, this kind of breaks my heart, and I feel like it’s exemplary of something that I think is one of Hussie’s greatest strengths as a writer. Well, two things.
The first thing is that he has this incredibly strong grasp on the fact that for the people sad things are actually happening to, they are not dramatically resonant or bittersweet or poetic. They are just sad.
When Vriska and John meet in dream-bubbles, Vriska doesn’t consciously think about how heart-wrenching it is that, in death, she’s meeting the one person that she kind of tied her hopes of redemption to, only for him not to remember any of the stuff they shared that she remembers as meaningful. She’s just a little sad about it, and a little unsure, and trying to make the best of it all.
And just recently when Dave sees Dirk for the first time and we all went batshit trying to figure out what tender, tragic things might be going through his head, and then his reaction is basically “DO NOT WANT.” He’s not thinking about the godforsaken tragedy of it all, he’s thinking that he’s upset and wishes he wasn’t. Like real people do tend to react to stuff at first.
Which kind of brings me to the other thing I wanted to talk about. Which is that Hussie completely and totally gets that he doesn’t need to spell out what a character is feeling. He understands the power of audience empathy and he uses it to his advantage. When presented with an opportunity to make it crystal clear to us what a character is feeling, he will leave it vague almost every time.
And not only that, but when he does tell us how a character feels (as above) he keeps it general. He understands that he can tell us that WV feels sad, and we understand immediately that sad is a severe understatement of how WV must be feeling, without needing to be explicitly told. Hussie implies, rather than states, and he leaves it up to us to understand and imagine based on our comprehension of the characters involved and the situations they’re in.
What he expects of us is to fill in the blanks and flesh out the story with our own emotional reactions and with our empathy. He asks us to participate on an individual level in constructing the emotional resonance of the story, by embellishing it for ourselves as we go.
This is a good post because it lists the perfect examples that make Homestuck what it is: a story driven primarily on the reader’s emotions.
this is everything i have ever wanted to say about homestuck
I feel so sad and lonely i wish i had just one friend who had the same interests as me. And what’s even worse is I have one. She’s just been in bootcamp for nearly 3 months and I miss her so much. She is the one constant reason I have to live, because hurting her would destroy me.
And this isn’t even taking things like bullying, barely-edible school lunches, peer pressure, etc. into account. School can be the worst kind of hell. It was my hell. Hell to me would be being stuck in high school for eternity.
WOW I RLLY WANNA START HIGH SCHOOL IN A FEW HOURS NOW