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So I have a story to tell.
That story is about a man whose name I do not know, but he is not a Homestuck. I don’t know if he plans to read Homestuck. He might, after the events of this convention. But I will be explaining this as I go along, so please bear with me.
On Friday, as I was running around being a derp and enjoying myself, I ran into a cool dude in a very familiar cosplay. And I decided to actually be brave, since I’d had pretty good luck running up to people and asking them for hugs already that day. So I walked up to him, and I informed him that there was a particular photoshoot happening later in the day that he might want to attend.
He arrived at the Homestuck photoshoot just as the ship shoot was about to begin. He was standing at the top of the stairs, watching, when the two lovely ladies running the shoot (seerofsarcasm and cancerously, who are fantastic people by the way) stood up and announced that they had a special guest today.
As soon as they called his name, everyone started chanting. EVERYONE did. He made it two steps down and stopped, and the look on his face was amazing. Stunned, honored. He regained his balance after a moment, threw back his head, and did the rooster-call, and the yells of “BANGARANG!!!” from the gathered Homestucks went out in return.
He came back on Saturday for a photoshoot that was twice, nearly three times as big as the one on Friday, to an equally vibrant and warm reception. That night, he came to Promstuck and danced with a Tavros, before slipping off into the night to go get some well-deserved rest.
The point of this story, ladies and gents, is this. Imagine your life before Homestuck (I know, it’s hard, but think hard with me for a second). Imagine showing up to a convention in a costume you’re not sure anyone is going to recognize, purely because you love the character. And then imagine being received with such warmth and admiration and love, by enough people to make your head spin. Imagine them chanting your character’s name, awed that you’re even there to join them.
Our fandom made that man’s day, and possibly his entire convention. We welcomed him, even though he had no idea who the fuck we were or what the fuck we stood for, and he felt welcomed and appreciated. That’s something we can be proud of, I think.

It’s stories like these that regain my hope in the fandom- We aren’t all bad, and sometimes we can be the nicest, sweetest collection of people that truly care.
-Mod C
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homestuckconfuckery:

butiwouldntwanttolivethere:

So I have a story to tell.

That story is about a man whose name I do not know, but he is not a Homestuck. I don’t know if he plans to read Homestuck. He might, after the events of this convention. But I will be explaining this as I go along, so please bear with me.

On Friday, as I was running around being a derp and enjoying myself, I ran into a cool dude in a very familiar cosplay. And I decided to actually be brave, since I’d had pretty good luck running up to people and asking them for hugs already that day. So I walked up to him, and I informed him that there was a particular photoshoot happening later in the day that he might want to attend.

He arrived at the Homestuck photoshoot just as the ship shoot was about to begin. He was standing at the top of the stairs, watching, when the two lovely ladies running the shoot (seerofsarcasm and cancerously, who are fantastic people by the way) stood up and announced that they had a special guest today.

As soon as they called his name, everyone started chanting. EVERYONE did. He made it two steps down and stopped, and the look on his face was amazing. Stunned, honored. He regained his balance after a moment, threw back his head, and did the rooster-call, and the yells of “BANGARANG!!!” from the gathered Homestucks went out in return.

He came back on Saturday for a photoshoot that was twice, nearly three times as big as the one on Friday, to an equally vibrant and warm reception. That night, he came to Promstuck and danced with a Tavros, before slipping off into the night to go get some well-deserved rest.

The point of this story, ladies and gents, is this. Imagine your life before Homestuck (I know, it’s hard, but think hard with me for a second). Imagine showing up to a convention in a costume you’re not sure anyone is going to recognize, purely because you love the character. And then imagine being received with such warmth and admiration and love, by enough people to make your head spin. Imagine them chanting your character’s name, awed that you’re even there to join them.

Our fandom made that man’s day, and possibly his entire convention. We welcomed him, even though he had no idea who the fuck we were or what the fuck we stood for, and he felt welcomed and appreciated. That’s something we can be proud of, I think.

It’s stories like these that regain my hope in the fandom- We aren’t all bad, and sometimes we can be the nicest, sweetest collection of people that truly care.

-Mod C

(Source: racingatthespeedoflove)

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