Posts tagged wtfih6
Posts tagged wtfih6
On a scale of this blog to act five, how much has Homestuck updated since the beginning of act six?
Andrew Hussie: I want everyone to use their imagination!
Homestuckk the song. Ray Sipe. (by raysipeladygaga)
An impressively accurate description of Homestuck.
The Greatest Speech Ever Made (by thelakeysisters)
Regardless of who you are, where you are from, or what language you speak, never forget -
You are human. We all are.
We live on this earth together.
That is why we are family, and family means no one gets left behind.
RUNE READS: SWEET BRO AND HELLA JEFF 1
How it will work:
Duke and I will livestream Amnesia: The Dark Descent.
I have never played Amnesia. Ever. I have heard things about it, but that is it.
Duke and I will probably be taking turns playing. One plays while the other watches, after a certain time, we will switch.
The one that is not playing will be able to use the chatroom.
Our chosen livestreaming service will probably be Twitch, however, with Twitch’s chat program you need to register to chat.
If you plan to participate in the stream tomorrow, register now.
Our microphone will be on and will be recording our reactions. The microphone is a very high quality.
The planned time to start is around 12-1PM EST tomorrow, but this is subject to change. The link will be posted around 10 minutes prior to the stream.
The stream will be open to anyone, so please, do invite your friends.
Stream chat rules:
1. No discussing Homestuck or MSPA.
2. No spoilers for this or for anything.
3. No joking about sexual assault, abuse, or anything that is potentially triggering.
Look forward to it!
WTFStuck is here at my house, we’re talking about crazy stuffs.
We’re considering making Let’s Play videos, Two Idiots Play style. Should we buy a capture card and playing games and being stupid idiots like we normally are.
Amnesia may only be the beginning.
BUT SHOULD WE DO MORE?
Looking at the date, it is not yet December 17th! The deadline has been met!
As promised, Duke and I will plan a date for the dual livestream of us playing Amnesia: The Dark Descent, which will be sometime within the next few weeks.
Look forward to it!
There appears to be some sort of raffle bandwagon that Duke has hopped onto before I.
I am considering doing some type of giveaway, but as I have absolutely nothing physical of any worth and am not willing to use the postal system in the near future, my options are quite limited!
If you can come up with unique or interesting ideas for prizes, suggest away.
Note: Chances of in depth, lengthy character analyses as a prize are incredibly slim as it would take time and the winner would have to understand that such things often take a quite while to both research and write.
If captain planet has taught me anything, Heart is the best power ever
A small child crying?
A teenage girl depressed from a lost love?
A middle aged man wondering what to do with his life?
In the middle of broad daylight, I appear, sword in hand, armor shimmering in the sun, cape waving in the sudden breeze.
I look at them.
“Look up.” I demand to their tearful, surprised face.
“Look at the sky. Look, look over there.” I point to the west, far far away, to a place beyond the horizon.
“Have you been there?” I question firmly, not giving them time to answer.
“I will tell you what happens there.” I pause, slowly moving my extended arm to the east.
“…the sun will rise. It will rise for you, it will rise for those around you, it will rise for those that you know, it will rise for those that you have never met, it will rise for everyone on Earth. An array of majestic colors will engulf the sky as a small speck of light quietly lifts itself above the horizon and brightens the land. Even if you are indoors, even if you are still asleep, even if your eyes are shut and you cannot see…”
I look down at them.
“The sun will rise.”
I take a step back, glancing towards the east once again with a thoughtful smile.
“No matter where you go on this planet, no matter what you do, no matter what happens in your life…every single day for the rest of your existence, that sun will rise.”
I look back at them.
“All you need to do is wake up and see it.”
The moment they look back to me, the breeze blows again, and in the blink of an eye, I have already disappeared.
To continue my quest of telling the story to anyone else that needs to hear it.
I do not recall how the topic came to be Homestuck, as it is not exactly a subject that I actively pursue to discuss offline.
I stared at him for a moment and carefully pondered this seemingly reasonable request. Judging by the tone of the conversation up until now, he seemed to be genuinely curious and willing to read it. With that in mind, I wanted to avoid spoilers at all costs, but at the same time I wanted to provide an accurate explanation and intriguing enough summary that could at the very least somewhat begin to express just how in depth and interesting Homestuck really is.
I should be able to do this, I thought to myself. Yes. Yes, out of all people, I should be able to. I should. This is what I do. I write analyses in my free time. That is a thing. That is one of my things. I do this. Yes.
Still actively considering about how I could possibly accomplish this seemingly simple enough task, I realized that I had been staring at him for a while and quickly darted my eyes to the floor, then to the wall, and then to my mobile, which was patiently waiting for me on the table. To simply instruct him to read it would be rude.
This is difficult, said my non-existent inner voice which would likely have been announced to the audience with some sort of mysterious echo had this been in a movie or a scene from an extremely cheesy drama.
Wow, I was the worst possible person to ask this question. Really. Out of all the Homestucks in the world, out of the thousands and thousands of passionate fans out there that are patiently anticipating the day that they are granted the opportunity to answer such a question, he had to ask me. Me. Really, me. What great luck he has. Shit.
I do not know how much time had passed. My awkward silence was surely causing some sort of uncomfortable and unnerving atmosphere. He could not hear my inner monologue, to both of our benefits. Perhaps he thought I was ignoring him. Perhaps he thought I was thinking about something else. Perhaps he thought that I never actually knew anything about Homestuck. Perhaps he doubted that I ever even read it. Perhaps he thought I was judging him. No, I was in the exact same situation quite recently. Really, I was. I decided that I needed to say something. Anything. I needed to open my mouth. Sounds happen. I can make sounds. It is possible for me. I do that.
“It, uh…”, I finally stammered, forcing the words out, forcing myself to respond to his request.
“Some…kids…play a game…and…stuff happens. Oh, and the plot is really deep.”
Way to go, self.
The conversation ended shortly after, but I spent the next 10 minutes quietly reevaluating my life and wondering how I came to this shameful point of becoming so incredibly distressed from the inability to properly explain a webcomic.
I’ll take it!
Following in my footsteps, DH has also selected a name.