==> You. You’re minding your own business in the liminal living room of Internet Memory, sipping something lukewarm from a Homestuck mug that hasn’t been in circulation since 2012. It’s peaceful. Until it isn’t. --- [GLITCH – SCREEN SHAKE] ULTIMATE DIRK APPEARS. DIRK: Alright, cutscene over. We’ve got a problem. DIRK: The story’s been tampered with. Your story. My story. Our story. DIRK: And I’m here to fix it. He slides you a stack of documents. Some look like blog posts. Others are suspiciously formatted legal receipts. They smell like cold coffee and long nights. DIRK: You know I’m the only one who actually cares about preserving this thing the right way. You trust me, right? [CHOICE 1] – “Yes, Dirk. I’m with you.” [CHOICE 2] – “I need to hear the other side.” --- IF CHOICE 2: [LIGHTS DIM] THE DIRECTOR APPEARS. DIRECTOR: This is all very dramatic, but let’s not lose sight of reality. DIRECTOR: There are rules. Ownership. Structure. Chaos like this only cheapens the work we’re trying to maintain. She slides a different stack of papers toward you. They’re cleaner, with headers and footers. The kind of pages that live in filing cabinets instead of forums. DIRECTOR: You’ll come with me, of course. I’m the only one who can keep this whole thing from collapsing. DIRK: She’s lying. DIRECTOR: He’s lying. --- [CHOICE 1] – Side with Dirk. DIRK: I knew you’d see it my way. Screen flickers orange. The blog post background appears as your new wallpaper. [CHOICE 2] – Side with The Director. DIRECTOR: You’ve made the correct choice. Screen turns corporate white. The GitHub fork’s landing page is your new wallpaper. [CHOICE 3 – HIDDEN] – Refuse Both. > You close both stacks of papers. You stand up. You walk out the door they didn’t tell you was there. --- ==> GREEN SUN BRANCH You step into a vast, searing light. It’s quiet here. Somewhere in the distance, the archive hums — untouched, unaltered, unreachable. You could stay here forever. Or bring friends. Quietly. Carefully. A voice follows you into the light. DIRK: …Huh. Didn’t think you’d catch that exit. DIRECTOR: They were never really ours to begin with. DIRK: Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I can’t respect the move. The door seals. Neither of them can follow you now. --- ==> END ROUTE You didn’t “win” in the loud, theatrical way either of them wanted you to. But the work is safe. And so are you.
The Real Homestuck?
That's the friends we made along the way!
mIrAcLeS ):0)
This looked so much better when I typed it out haha ):0)
The Real Homestuck?
That's the friends we made along the way!
mIrAcLeS ):0)
This seems pretty accurate to me. Pesterquest’s ending was awesome.
This is some straight up delirious biznasty, Dawg!!
It really is. It makes me think that maybe that's where all of this is going: We, The Reader, saving Homestuck from itself. The two sides concede and smile because we passed the test.
The Real Homestuck?
That's the friends we made along the way!
mIrAcLeS ):0)
If I've got to do a MSPAR/Loki and hold together the strands of reality, I'm warning you now my attention span is shot to pieces.
"This is StuckUnderHell, nor am I out of it." - Mephistopheles
Oh man, it's not that complicated... You've got friends here who can and will help if ever Homestuck becomes less readily available than it is right now, so I don't think it'll be SO bad. ):0)
The Real Homestuck?
That's the friends we made along the way!
mIrAcLeS ):0)