Let Me Tell You About Homestuck

So a whole lotta chumps on the internet seem pretty into this Homestuck thing. But normal people, with lives and rich interpersonal relationships? They can't be bothered with bullshit like this: I mean, what the fuck am I even looking at here? A bunch of god damn nonsense, that's what.Well, okay. That's not true. I know exactly what I'm looking at. Lord English the time-traveling billiards-themed pimp demon is descending in his magical sarcophagus onto a Time Quest Bed in a dream bubble collusion of The Felt's mansion, The Land of Heat and Clockwork, Skaia, one of Alternia's moons, Prospit, and Derse, somewhere out in the void of the Furthest Ring. This is a sentence that makes perfect sense if you're reading Homestuck.See, the terrible truth is that I'm a can of grey body paint and a pair of fake horns away from being the most wretched and disgusting Homestuck fan you can find. My knowledge of this convoluted nonsensical 6000 page long clusterfuck of a webcomic is nigh on encyclopedic. Thankfully, not everyo