yeah so act 1 of homestuck is just. what if you had the smallest most constrained life in the whole world and every tiny thing that went wrong like the mail being delayed felt unbearably painful and every routine action you took like walking to the kitchen to grab an envelope had the significance of a life threatening spy mission and then, finally, something Happened to you, and for the first time in your whole existence you were part of a world bigger than the fence around your yard















