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godfeels
@godfeels

the second half of the godfeels double album premieres with the first chorus of the title track, DEATH HANDS!!! follow a mysterious woman in white as she traverses a deadly desert...

don't let the title fool you, this one's friendly to new readers :)


SamKeeper
@SamKeeper

I've been excited to get to this part of the story for a long time now. we've seen all these hints about it before now but it's always been supplemental to a continuation of "the story we care about", Homestuck.

this chapter turns that on its head and presents an almost stand alone story in which Homestuck's concepts are just one iteration of a much grander whole.

and that means that yeah despite this being sort of in the middle of an ongoing story... this chapter's also a place to jump onto the wider, weirder cosmos we're building with the Legion. this for example is a hook designed specifically for people who haven't necessarily read Homestuck and are new to the cosmic backstory of the comic:

For the vast majority of living things, the rule of reproduction is quantity over quality. Most eggs never hatch; most hatchlings die young. To persist for generations, the dandelion must shed countless seeds to the wind. Every seed possesses equal promise, but if only one in a hundred are likely to take, then multigenerational survival necessitates the production of at least ninety nine broken promises.

The reproductive cycle of the cosmos is no exception.

Of those worlds seeded with the necessary conditions to host the Universe Engine, most never manage to trigger it. Those that do are subjected to a punishing test of strength, ingenuity, intelligence, patience, and tolerance for the absurd. It takes the form of a game, most often picking impressionable pre-adolescents for its players, which rewards the victorious with godhood and a newborn universe to call their own. It has no natural name and manifests its constants around a sea of variables.
...
The process begins some notional hours ago in the heart of a sentient neutron star. An incandescent light bulb blinks, one in an array of millions, and the facility’s domed ceiling boils over in a violent oscillation of color. Its operator, long dead, notices the flag and turns towards the console for more information.

An uncoded and messageless UE distress call, signal weak, barely detectable above background radiation. Reading on, the operator grows perplexed. An analysis of the signal’s known and unknown layers yields untold quantities of information about the planet and its inhabitants to the incomprehensible superintelligence above, and what’s on screen now shows all the characteristics of a low-priority lost cause. But the star pulses insistently, as it only ever does when it has noticed something important.

The operator is skeptical, but knows better than to refuse the call.

if the vibes of this feel good, I really do recommend jumping on the current Godfeels arc. I'm so excited for the sprawling Weird Space Fantasy that Sarah's cooking up.


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