Youâre going through your old itunes library years and years from now, long after homestuck is over. Youâve grown up, started a family of your own, and probably donât hang out on your old blog anymore- you donât have time. For the most part, youâve just about forgotten about most of your old fandoms and if you havenât forgotten, you certainly arenât active in them, anymore. Youâre far too busy to deal with those things, now. But maybe one day you have a free hour or two, so you decide to sort through your itunes playlists- after all these years, you have far too many songs that you donât care about, anymore, and itâs time to delete them. For the most part you just see the title and right click and delete, no big deal. But occasionally one or two catch your eye and you decide to listen to them one more time, just to make sure you want to get rid of them. This is one that catches your eye. You donât really remember downloading it and the title of the track is just âRainy Mood- Alterniaâ Alternia? Why does that sound so familiar, you wonder. It must be something silly from your past, some song you downloaded on a whim from a band that was a one hit wonder just because it was a âhitâ that week (you loop it in with that song, Call Me, Maybe). But for curiosityâs sake you play it one last time. And it all hits you- all at once. From the very first note itâs all flooding back to you; the hours you spent online reading this weird comic, the money you spent trying to organize a cosplay (or twelve), the tears you shed over fictional characters and pairings you loved The friends you made The friends you donât really know, anymore You havenât had contact with any of them for god knows how long and you havenât really thought about most of them for the longest time. But you suddenly start remembering them, wondering how theyâre doing, wondering if theyâve forgotten all about you, too (youâre sure they have) Your kids are at school right now Your significant other at work You had the day off and youâre all alone in the house And you cry You cry. You cry and cry. That is until your kids come home. They go up to you and ask why youre crying. Why youre sad. You dont know what to tell them so you just gather them into a hug. One day maybe theyâll understand. but for now, you just hold them. Your significant other arrives at home, only to hear it quiet. This is unusual for them. Its normally the sound of dinner being made and children laughing. But not today. It starts to rain. your other walks through the house, finding you and the kids in the family room. You in the middle of them with your old laptop that you havent opened in years. You dont know why you kept it, but youre glad you did. All the music that you had from this time is still there, all your fanfics are there, your art. You just sit there with it open, your kids gazing in awe as you scroll through everything. Pictures from conventions that you have long since stopped going to. Costumes you used to have. Friends made. Even some really funny photo shoots with long gone friends. Then you open up a file. Pesterchum. You wonder if it still works. To your surprise, it does. A whole list of people is there, old friends. Your eyes light up. Some of them are online. You make the spilt decision to start talking to them. You laugh, your quirk is ridiculous. âY0u 7yp3 l1K3 7h15â and you cant help but laugh harder when you get a response, that friend of yours forgetting about this application they had downloaded. Time passes as you talk with more and more of your old friends. Your significant other makes dinner and asks you if you want some. You decline. This is too important. You find that some of your friends happen to live in neighboring cities. You make plans for a meetup. Then, you remember the site where everything started. Where it all started on April 13, 2009. You go to that site and begin a new. Like a Phoenix rising from the ashes. There is now a counter on the site, to show how many are reading at this exact moment. Its over a thousand. Maybe your generation has begun to forget, but homestuck, it will live on forever. Â
*Credit to the person that wrote the beginning. The only thing of mine is the last part and the voice*
I just found this on my blog again. Dammit. Made me cryÂ