It has been years. It has literally been years since I touched this fic. Here's the thing: I haven't even read Homestuck in years. I tried to catch up recently, when the comic was coming to its end, but it just never happened. I maintain my affection for the characters though, and when I think back to the good ol' trash heap Homestuck days of 2012, I just about always remember the crude joke with my friends that sparked this idea, and I consider how much effort I put into writing this fanfiction.
My writing has changed so much, and it's mind-blowing (ntm a little cringe-worthy) going back and reading some of my older stuff, looking at how I've improved, picking out all the little flaws that I'd like to beat my 16-year-old self over the head with.
This is getting convoluted, but to get to the point: this might not be goodbye. Frankly, I'm a hoarder, and somewhere in a junk pile in my room (the one full of notebooks and stationery, not the one with books and scattered craft supplies) exists the notes I once wrote to plan this story. I still have that whole system, all bundled up together in my bedroom.
To extra get to the point: I don't think I can overlook the things I want to beat my younger self over the head for and continue this fic as-is, but I might restart it. Revamp, maybe even go the distance this time. It all depends on if there's still interest in this story. I am a servant to the readers, so... reviews are henceforth a vote to revamp. PMs also work. Maybe, just maybe, we can do this. We can make this hapen.