October Sixteenth, year of our lord twenty-fourteen.
it’s been four hours since the Homestuck update went live, and the soldiers are restless. For a moment we glimpsed the link upon the page, only to be thwarted by a thousand clogged tubes of internets. It seems every able-bodied man woman and child has rushed into the embrace of Hussie. We’ve refreshed the page so often that the left-click and CTRL-R has lost all meaning and purpose, seeming now for all the world to be an involuntary muscle reflex while our bodies lie in coma awaiting the coming winter. My God we’ve been waiting for so long. There is talk of mutiny among the commanders.
This war of silence has gone on for a full year, and as we return into Autumn for a second time, I sense a pale irony that our mission has succeeded, though we may never see its fruits.
God damn this Unavailable Service. God damn it all to hell.
Zachariah G Hedgiewoodkinsenvillemon, esq.