my brain is a hungry beast for it. it chomps and it bites and it gnarls for a mere scrap of classpecting. i think just because when I was first reading it, it was kind of the main way i had to interact with it irl? I, like a lot of people, was kind of obsessed with the idea of homestuck but REAL?? in REAL LIFE?! and classpecting was the best vehicle i had for that. and now we're half my life later and i'm still a periodically falling down the rabbit hole