The panic-stricken neckbeard slowly lowers his indoor shades and takes off his fedora. This can’t be right, why aren’t they shrivelling up and dying? He opens up 4chan and puts on his bravest face, heroically typing with cheeto-covered fingertips. There must be something they can do. There must be a way to crack the homestucks. Somebody, somewhere, must have something.

"Someone do something about this."

He puts his hands in his pockets, but there’s too much spaghetti in them. Spaghetti falls all over his shoes, down the inside of his trousers, over his keyboard. There is no euphoria, not anymore. The homestucks are insane. He slowly drowns in spaghetti, watching his my little pony collection bubble and warp. As sweet oblivion takes him, a whisper plays through his mind.

"I told you, bro. I warned you."

The answer is simple. 4chan just needs to send in the only thing worse than Tumblr's Home stuck Fandom: /co/'s Homestuck General.

>inb4 /co/ is love