The new forums will be named Coin Return (based on the most recent vote)! You can check on the status and timeline of the transition to the new forums here.
The Guiding Principles and New Rules document is now in effect.
MSPA: my tenuous grasp on the mspa thread is nearing its end
unintentional
smellyRegistered User regular
smellyRegistered User regular
this is still the best part of homestuck
unintentional on
0
This discussion has been closed.
Posts
wait no it wasn't really a hilarious joke, I just said "looks like this thread has ... cancer."
and then
... shades.
flood the thread with art
e: nerd i'll wait til it's on page 2 to do that, it's annoying when the OP is gigantic and people have to scroll past it every post
it's a bug that happens occasionally
you broke everything
but the post got eaten by the bug
I might comb through the thread later just to see if the newest posts are on some random page.
Exile networking I suppose, working together to assure the most bestest tomorrow
it seems like one could potentially follow the stations back and back and back and back and back
I suppose that is why it appears to be SOP to blow those things up
stop being dicks to bugboy
I also came across something while there that blew my mind.
I apologize if this has been already mentioned, but I didnt see anything about it so
1. Why the hell she was shrinking all those planets in the first place
2. That for sure she was taking them to the beginning of the new session through the fourth wall.
I mean the second part was pretty obvious I guess but this removed all doubt from it. However, as far as I know the new session is nowhere near where the trolls are going to meet up with everyone. Of course if the Green Sun actually WAs created and not destroyed, Jade should have the power to get there easilly upon delivering the planets. But if it actually was destroyed...
Also thanks a fucking lot rourus, I spent 15 minutes typing this shit only to be kicked off the page because it was locked, so I had to do it ALL over again >_<
we had
until you
but you knew that
didn't you
it is the best
Not just any random location, but right to the door leading to the universe that station is located in.
Just seems very unusual.
Can do.
Hey, at least you weren't typing up, say, an entire summary of what went down in the flash. Had I been doing THAT at the time of the glitch, I'd have been fucking pissed.
I was waiting for the image to load, until I realized it was just empty space created by your title/location thing.
GC: 1 H4V3 4 T1P FOR YOU
How were you able to contact me?
Never mind, I figured it out instantly.
GC: R34LLY?
Yes, through my limitless intellect.
Occasionally I discover there are things I have not always known.
It gives me the opportunity to make deductions, which are practically always flawless.
It's gratifying.
GC: UH OK
GC: TH4TS N34T 1 GU3SS
You asked your clever friend with the colorful spectacles to trace the source of my messages.
He then established a relay for your messages to reach this source through some sort of computational proxy.
I gather he has recovered from his implementation as a weapon in the sabotage of your mutual friend, whom you both believe to be dead.
GC: OH MY GOD WH1T3 T3XT GUY!
GC: SHUT UP! >:O
GC: 1M TRY1NG TO G1V3 YOU 4 M3SS4G3 H3R3
I have a name.
It is not White Text Guy.
GC: OH WHAT 1S 1T
I'm not going to tell you my name.
But if you wish, you may refer to me as Mr. Vanilla Milkshake.
GC: YOU 4R3 SO W31RD
GC: WHY WOULD 1 DO TH4T
It is perfectly in keeping with a habit which you will develop in the future.
GC: 1 DOUBT 1T
Why?
GC: SOUNDS K1ND OF S1LLY 4ND FR1VOLOUS
GC: BL4R WHY DO YOU K33P D3R41L1NG M3!
GC: YOUR3 R1GHT SOLLUX 1S WORK1NG W1TH M3 4ND W3 H4V3 1MPORT4NT BUS1N3SS FOR YOU TO CONS1D3R
GC: W41T
GC: YOU S41D W3 B3L13V3 OUR FR13ND 1S D34D
GC: 1S SH3 NOT?
Yes, I said you believe she is dead.
And soon, you will believe she is not.
Both statements are true.
And yet each exhibits a trace of falsehood.
GC: WOW WHY D1D 1 BOTH3R 4SK1NG
GC: NO WOND3R SH3 SN4PP3D SH3S GOT TO D34L W1TH YOUR STUP1D R1DDL3S 4LL TH3 T1M3
GC: 4NYW4Y C4N YOU JUST H3LP M3 G3T R3V3NG3 SO W3 C4N C4LL 1T 4 N1GHT
Why would I involve myself in your paltry feud beyond the extent I already have?
I believe the need to exert such influence has come to an end.
GC: B3C4US3 YOULL W4NT TO
GC: WH3N YOU H34R WH4T 1 H4V3 TO S4Y
I doubt it.
GC: H4V3NT YOU WOND3R3D HOW SH3 C4N COM3 CLOS3 TO B34T1NG YOU 1N G4M3S L4T3LY
GC: HON3STLY 1M SURPR1S3D YOU H4V3NT D3DUC3D 1T Y3T
GC: W1TH YOUR SH1NY WH1T3 SUP3RBR41N
[color]It's disturbing.
But sometimes that is the nature of these hollows in my perception.
It feels a bit like dark water, sloshing about the cavity in my head. [/color]
What do you know of this?
GC: SH3S CH34T1NG
GC: SH3 4LW4YS CH34TS 1F SH3 C4N F1ND 4 W4Y
GC: L4T3LY SH3S US3D TH3 S4M3 4DV4NT4G3 SH3 US3S 4G41NST M3 WH3N W3 PL4Y G4M3S
GC: BUT SH3 TOLD M3 4BOUT 1T
GC: SH3 T3LLS M3 LOTS OF STUFF L1K3 TH4T PROB4BLY TO RUB 1T 1N MY F4C3
GC: BUT SH3D N3V3R R1SK T3LL1NG YOU
What advantage is this?
GC: HOLD ON
GC: 1 H4V3 TO T4LK TO YOUR P4RTN3R 1N CR1M3 FOR 4 S3COND >:]
I thought you were hers.
GC: >:P
Text from the first, brief, Doc Scratch interlude:
I am doing this because I can.]
[I am also doing it because I am expecting a guest to arrive shortly. This should enable me to show the man the sort of hospitality he deserves, while doing the same for you.
My apartment doesn't have a doorbell. Why would an omniscient fellow need to be alerted to the presence of a visitor? I know he will be right on time. Which is to say, early. And if I did have a doorbell, you would have just witnessed it ring.
He is already here.]
[My door is not fitted with a peephole either. Those without eyes or without limits to their knowledge have no need for peeping, and I am without either. I have never once peeped at or through something, and I doubt I ever will.
Apertures built into physical surfaces to reveal what's hidden behind them are for those with particular handicaps. They are for those lacking advanced vision to render the opaque permeable to light, or those lacking advanced knowledge to render the concealed information irrelevant, or both. They are for people who I call suckers.
I know the identity of anyone who stands behind this door, even in those cases where I have not extended an invitation to the visitor personally. Pardon me while I let Jack inside.]
[Did you not believe it would be Jack? Who else would it be? Someone who would have suspected anyone else is a person I would also describe as a sucker.
Haa haa.
Hee hee.
Hoo hoo.
Hello, Slick. Won't you please ent...]
[Oh for heaven's sake.]
[Jack. Stop it.
Jack.
Slick?
Which would you prefer I call you? It's one of the strange points of uncertainty which surrounds you. [ I'm bolding this because I wonder what other points of uncertainty surround Spades Slick and/or Jack Noir.] Maybe it is that you don't particularly care. Your flair is for the plain and serviceable, isn't it? Not much of your vanity is tied up in a name, I'd guess.
Not going to tell me? Fine, I won't tell you my name either.
Well, I might. If you would just show some manners and stop hitting me with that ridiculous horse hitcher. I won't crack no matter how senseless the drubbing. If only it were that simple. [That last bit is interesting because it seems to imply that Scratch is in fact interested in dying.]
You're not going to stop, are you. It will be very difficult to discuss our points of mutual interest like this. I was prepared to go about it in a civilized way, even though I knew very well I would spend the first several minutes of our meeting sitting on the floor while being flogged. I have even prepared a bowl of candy for you, which I know you will enjoy. Courtesy is important, Jack.
Do you have anything at all to say? Any form of communication you care to attempt beyond the sound iron makes against my head repeatedly?
No, of course not.]
[What's that? I see. You think you already know my name. You do not know my real name, Jack, just as none of your adversaries on this planet know yours. You only know my nickname.
It's a good nickname too. Befitting of the passive gunslinger charged with initiating the break. I am my master's weapon. His soldier in a war of one bullet fired. But when that bullet clears the barrel, it won't be my finger on the trigger. [Bolded because it's double-true! Metaphorically and literally.] I'm a facilitator, not an assassin.]
[Here.
Jack, why don't you go help yourself to some candy over there on the table? There is something I need to take care of before we continue. I won't be long.]
[Yes, good. Placate yourself with the scottie dogs, Slick. My supply is bottomless. I am an excellent host. [YEAH RIGHT!!!!!!!!]]
color=royalblue]When I am finished with this minor interruption, we will resume our gentlemanly negotiation. I will proceed to beat you severely until you agree to do what I ask. I trust you won't take it personally.[/color
color=royalblue] I have to talk to a teenage girl from another universe.[/color
Nothin' so far but here comes the Rose convo!
http://www.audioentropy.com/
It might also be someone from another session.
Possibly an alternate Dad. Or even a younger grandpa harley, as one of the main players.
It doesn't seem too far-fetched to say that there are apparently some circumstances where the exiles of the child universe might want to visit the victorious players of the parent session before they step through
Perhaps if the child universe isn't optimal they could offer the players the choice of scratching and maybe getting it right next time or accept stepping into an imperfect universe
goodness I haven't wildly speculated like this in a while
it's cool
it reminded me that I don't actually like homestuck very much and don't want to put the effort into it
plus the eoa was underwhelming
and so I fufilled a promise of mine from a few threads back
I seem to remember that the wording is very subtle.
I'm going to guess that you find very few, if any lies that he doesn't deliberately point out, but a lot of misleading statements.
So blame Andrew basically
I do
Post Scratch!
Guys guys guys.
Post Scratch.
MAIL.
GET IT?!
REVOLT
I'm losing sleep over this one.