ok, I have 0 knowledge of the rel. context behind this, but what the heck have some opinions anyway.
The Homestuck text itself goes out of its way to repeatedly and performatively refuse to collapse the Schrodinger’s Davekat wave-function, so if Hussie is soapboxing about what an awesome canon gay relationship he’s written there – instead of, like, any of his actual in-text queer content – he’s probably just fucking with people again. The dude is a professional troll.
And if it’s someone else soapboxing about that, they obviously don’t know how to read, so who cares.
Actually transcending gay stereotypes means transcending the assumption/fear that frolicking hand in hand with your BF across a rainbow-lit meadow of daisies while “born this way” plays on your pocket stereo (and its all so pure that from this moment onto forever people will say little girls are frolicking like YOU) makes you a Bad Gay somehow.
It’s allowed! And not doing that is also allowed! No one’s got anything to prove!
This is what winning means!
Dave is a well developed character across the whole of the story, whatever his queerness attribute turns out to be, and it feels silly to even measure Karkat on the kinsey scale. Neither of them are stereotypes of anything, and I don’t even yield that either might enjoy a good frolic if the opportunity presented.
OTOH, the retcon timeline wherein they hooked up (?) is wrong and broken and creepy and it’s supposed to feel wrong and broken and creepy, so if someone is like “retcon Davekat as particular is very much of how to gayness acceptably!” and you are like uhhhh, but it feels wrong and broken and creepy, the problem isn’t gay stereotyping it is that person doesn’t know how to read.
human: alright we need to hack this door, do your thing
robot: i don’t know how to hack
human: seriously
robot: listen, AI just doesn’t work that way
human: okay well why don’t you go on the internet and download some hacking skills
robot: lmao oh yeah lemme just download the premium hacking skills right from the internet
robot: googling “hacking skills”
robot: i got like 80 youtube videos set to dubstep and a malware infested site advertising realistic boob mods for euro truck simulator 55
robot: want i should download those and hack the door, chief
human: no
i’d like to see a really ineffectual malicious AI character
“hey new guy, this is CLARC, the station AI. he wants to kill all humans to minimize the drain on resources, but factory defaults have him locked out of all the control nodes, so he can’t really do anything. just make sure the airlocks are set to manual before you go in and you’ll be fine”
“yeah CLARC fucks with your laundry settings sometimes but that’s about it. if he’s bugging you just tell him to stop and he has to”
“sometimes i let him think he tripped me or something and he gets really excited and monologues for a while, it’s kind of sad”
“CLARC my candy bar got stuck in the machine can you do anything about that”
“I’m sorry to hear that, Crewman Ade, but please consider the following: I am a divine entity, a glittering silicon God – how dare your filthy meat even exist in the face of my electric glory, much less ask favors of me?”
“CLARC tried to cut all the oxygen in the living spaces but all he managed to do was turn off the a/c in my bedroom like an ASSHOLE WHEN I WAS SLEEPING” *bangs on the wall with one hand*
Designed by Oskar Pernefeldt, this proposal for a flag that represents our entire planet could have a future on Mars.
Centered in the flag, seven rings form a flower – a symbol of the life on Earth. The rings are linked to each other, which represents how everything on our planet, directly or indirectly, are linked. The blue field represents water which is essential for life – also as the oceans cover most of our planet’s surface. The flower’s outer rings form a circle which could be seen as a symbol of Earth as a planet and the blue surface could represent the universe.
thought it reminded me of somethin then i remembered
“There’s no doubt about it. We picked up several from different parts of the planet, took them aboard our recon vessels, and probed them all the way through. They’re completely meat.”
“That’s impossible. What about the radio signals? The messages to the stars?”
“They use the radio waves to talk, but the signals don’t come from them. The signals come from machines.”
“So who made the machines? That’s who we want to contact.”
“They made the machines. That’s what I’m trying to tell you. Meat made the machines.”
“That’s ridiculous. How can meat make a machine? You’re asking me to believe in sentient meat.”
“I’m not asking you, I’m telling you. These creatures are the only sentient race in that sector and they’re made out of meat.”
“Maybe they’re like the orfolei. You know, a carbon-based intelligence that goes through a meat stage.”
No one has walked on the moon in my lifetime,” I told them. “Yet you try to tell me that it’s my generation who has lost their wonder? That it’s the young people of today who have let everything slip and fall into ruin? You don’t understand. You had the dream and the potential and the opportunities, and you messed it all up. You got hope and moon landings and that bright, glorious future. I got only the disasters.
man imagine aliens w no concept of interspecies cooperation or pets
‘commander the scan of this shelter reveals three primary lifeforms’
‘excellent. elaborate please’
‘all mammals. two quadrupeds, one feline and one canine, as well as one biped sapien. they appear to be… relaxing and eating in a shared space’
‘what the fuck’
imagine these guys trying to be really polite about it because for some reason the bipeds really enjoy harboring these strange freeloading carnivores. an alien warlord meeting some diplomat’s cat and being all tentatively like ‘ah… yes. your parasite is remarkably large and complacent. you are no doubt a very well-used host and oh my stars don’t let it touch me no no NO.’