Hello Homestuck Fanbase
A Friday the 13th special. I take aim at the Homestuck fanbase now that they have a project updating again, to clue them in on what they've been missing about life
Caliborn “annoying” the readers to listen to his music trained the comics and cartoons community to avoid engaging with how I incorporate songs into my content. Part of the meaning of this song for my content is that I fight evil with far worse monsters, “pouring gasoline on fire” which my abstract, memetic creatures thrive in. The name of the band also ironically spotlights how Homestuck fans have deceived themselves to spite me, but you need to learn how to experience all that
Homestuck^2 resuming to update is a landmark moment in the course of utterly garbage artwork. When I was born, people ascribed no real spiritual significance to creativity, which was a truly strange situation. I later found out that the spiritual situation was very complicated, which explained it to some extent.
horse.jpg explained, a gift for ipgd which Homestuck fans completely disregarded due to the theological content and for other reasons like establishing me and my brother as “young kings.”
Since then notions of artistic evil have been fully solidified. People commonly speak of them even though when I was a teenager people like me were treated as John K fan freaks. Instead of artwork being divided into “good” and “bad” to enjoy, big projects like animated movies or video game sequels are grilled for their ideology, ill intentions, groomer behavior, and so forth
But we're still waiting on the world which can see how truly lousy the Homestuck fandom is. Window of opportunity there
My Dispute
It is truly incredible that after years the Homestuck fandom has failed to meet a very simple challenge of acknowledging that my best friend joined their team. Next, moving on to acknowledging that my life fell apart into a grotesque cosmic nightmare as a result. Perhaps it is a sign of a limit to the awfulness of their character that they don't want to get to the next part. Then again perhaps not, as in their slogan for responding to me “I don't care.”
As in my series exposing homosexuality in culture, there is another sign of her being a girl who secretly sabotages lgbtq culture because she doesn't actually like it, she has just adopted a maternal role for it. There are signs from other female artists like Rebecca Sugar: if you're really gung-ho about fusion being a metaphor for sex, then the series ended with Steven having sex with his Dad instead of finding fulfillment in his relationship with his Dad. That's sabotage.
The famous painting of Davepeta and Arquius is set shortly before the ending. Didn't really recall that. (If you have a brain you can notice that me using AI to expose the Homestuck fandom is another example of Arquius’s relevance to my future-present) Just like Steven Universe, the ending is sabotaged through Andrew's pornographic desire to prove that his fans feel no emotion about the concept of myself and ipgd reuniting symbolized by the bizarre fusion characters. There was a number of problems with this, as I've previously explained his fan base is actually convinced I’m 23 years old and this painting is still in my future within their minds. It also makes the ending of Homestuck about Andrew's desire, as leader of the homestuck community, to humiliate heterosexuality which was destroyed by his exploitation of my creativity, ipgd herself being a mechanism for that exploitation as her spirit contains my artistic inspiration.
Attack of the Future
Truly appreciating the songs also depends upon not misinterpreting the relevance. “Where's your God now” is not a statement of atheism, it is taunting the sudden silence of the invented god of protestantism, or the highest figures in the current lives of those I address, like Andrew Hussie who has become a pathetic hiding clown.
I keep thinking about introducing this fact, but I stumble over the question of who. Not just any random message recipients that may not read it. This will be explained to the Homestuck fandom for the first time.
When I was a teenager, I had nothing. I had some old games systems including Metal Gear Solid 2, and I guess they were eventually sold for a few dollars. My father was absent, my grandmother was a psychotic fake-nice Protestant who attacked my Catholicism and the “ghetto” traits my father passed on to me and my siblings, my mother was a workaholic and when my teenage Revolution fell apart she lost her mind. I would do things like try to raise my sister, then came in Grandma to screech “you're not her father” to defy tradition on taking responsibility.
And so, I took my traditional and Italian sensibilities to the internet. (Nice reception to get vilified by a mobster right? But after all I suppose the heavens made monster so close to mobster for a reason) I went into the comics and cartoons community and insisted that they needed to be better than they currently were. As a kid I was left in front of cartoons and I suppose that would have kind of worked as an Italian if they were actually good. But instead those horrible cartoons only taught me to have a mind capable of breaking the animation industry, which I did by posting. (The next part of inspiring Lord English)
I directly interacted with people like Rebecca Sugar and Dana Terrace. My principles and my original creativity became imprinted upon their minds as an anonymous 15 year old. At the same time through my imagination I started to see what my bold heroism for the sake of children had got me. The main thing was the Underrealm. It is a type of heavenly destination called a Cosmic Setting, essentially a “galaxy” of the Cosmos wholy distinct from other “galaxies.” in fact one of my most important monster residents of this setting was given the name of Cosmic Galaxy to represent my special role in introducing the cosmos. I believe that Rebecca Sugar also has one.
Cosmic Theology
Prelude Eternal continues with Pages 44 - 45. “The perspective of the panels had been cast off by the massive power of Hellhound Ragnaroking, tearing irreversibly into the currents of the mainstream world in a neverending scream.” Revu
The trickster introduced himself as I had unlocked a secret quest and accomplished it, which was essentially about helping children's media become oriented towards the Cosmos. As with the metaphors of the Justice League, people were supposed to learn about the Cosmos in the 20th century and there is plenty of works with clear evidence of that. (trickster voice into phone) but the Protestants ruined this by defying tradition and works. Their children, wokesters, advance this project by aiming to destroy all of the creative works from before 2012 and their legacy in the ongoing present. I was the single person who did incredibly drastic actions, including outside of the physical world, to fix this situation, and so I received a cosmic army of monsters who are represented by ants.
Shameful Past
But again, I had nothing. Nothing actually changed. My mom got a restaurant, I got no money from working there. I dropped out of high school at 15. In the spiritual realms, I became a king of monsters. On Earth, it was still all up to humans to react to my activities.
The Protestant kids marched forth against me, feeling rage, entitlement and a desire to humiliate. But I was just an Italian acting upon my ethnic principles which are associated with creativity. Aside from existing, I had done nothing to offend them, and so they concocted images of bigotry against my exact sort of identity, like Lord English. The green skeleton goes around blasting ghosts and scary indiscernible monsters, making him essentially an exorcist. John Egbert, himself, is a big fan of Ghostbusters, and so bizarrely John's ultimate enemy is a version of himself in ultimate masculine fulfillment. No wonder the fanbase decided he was trans.
In the rubble of all the onslaughts I received, I had no money, no friends, no opportunities, no community. The animation industry blared propaganda against people who fit my exact description, like through Bill Cipher or Simon from Infinity Train. Desperately seeking to attack the person who had hurt their Protestant kid feelings. This made the cultures of the world inhospitable towards me. There was nothing to do but continue to look at spiritual visions. In them I viewed myself making a webcomic in a future beyond this life named Hauntlyre. Some Homestuck team members and big name fans were characters, as Andrew had drawn in people who should have been my friend instead for his garbage. I was boldly fighting a war in the spiritual dimensions with a ton of main personas. The damned were being pulled out of the afterlife into Hell, and so forth.
Again, nothing actually physically changed. I had no money. I was alone. All my social interactions were torturous or quickly became that. One thing I liked to do was look at the skin of my right hand as my youth faded over the years, as then at least someone would see it.
Every single moment of queer culture activity was off the back of my ruined Revolution. The utterances they use to communicate and manipulate outsiders are profane and obscene to my ears. Every dollar made as Homestuck fans through commissions, projects, and other things like through social connection was exploitation I allowed for the greater good. Their culture, their angst, their ideas of what is wrong in the world were targeted mainly towards me - which in addition to other things channeled the profanity they spewed against God's design away from Jesus towards me, who had joined the divine order because of my teenage Revolution. They persecuted people who chose my side of things in life, even if it was very difficult (nowhere near as difficult as my life, but merely fitting the mold gives credit), belittling them and finding ways to violate them psychologically through their connection to me as I have found out because so many times in the past couple years they have turned those methods against me, himself. And Homestuck fans cannot deny any of these things because they are just the story of the Sufferer in non-stupid (basically a synonym for non-queer) form.
There's a thought experiment I have played through many times with basically the ghost of protestantism. True protestantism is dead, but will return in the Multiverse. The phantoms I speak with are within the swirling material of the forming Multiverse Big Bang event.
“Why, exactly, would God allow profane obscenity and devastation against the proper order for no reason? Why unless there was a massive backlash coming for all this, and very soon? And how can the evidence be denied that I am intimately involved in the very heart of this backlash? That all the whining and fake problems used to indirectly critique it are merely childish utterances to be swallowed in favor of seeing the truth like that monster armies as in Revelation 9 are part of the glorious new Earth to come, and they will absolutely put fire in the ass of your children as we (not including you, evil spirits of protestantism) get there? The grotesque agony that my shambling armada of horrors will inflict upon people like true Homestuck fans will have such scale and intensity that God himself saw fit to warn people about the torment that will come in Revelation 9? Indeed, consider horse.jpg. it almost seems as if God himself is reasoning with the fury that will come which can be called unholy in an alternate sense I knew in childhood. This sense of unholy is fun, like the scourge faction of Warcraft 3. But the fun is interpersed with an incredibly dire sense of a certain dimension of existence that is not truly associated with God but is allied with God? These monsters will inflict atrocities, agonies and horror stories beyond imagining at this current point, all of them essentially reflecting the pain of people not accepting my teenage Revolution, and God is timelessly distracting this ungodly alien wrath until the time of the end times through horsing around with me, which calms down my creatures for just a while longer?”
And so my message to you Homestuck fans, to help you realize it through your queer mental barriers, is that God has already officially canonized that what I did as a teenager which will be comprehensively depicted in my webcomic is one of the best things that ever happened so far, I was just being polite, now I'm just going to keep shoving Revelation 9 into your faces until I get what I want.
