2016 still has three months to go and it is an absolute wreck. kyle broflovski might have been gay for eric cartman, there are clowns running amok in the streets, homestuck ended, five nights at freddy’s got another fucking game, creek is canon, donald trump, a literal billionaire who has never had anything to do with politics is running for president alongside a woman who got a rapist out of jail and knew he was guilty and then laughed it off when asked like it was a joke, and after seven years of being strung along we get told dave strider and john egbert are not, in fact, gay for each other. the mayan calendar ended in 2012 but this is the literal end of the world
cats do cat things in a forest rife with political strife, environmental disaster, and human intervention as magical dead cats fuck around in the afterlife and mess with said forest cats through prophecies and pseudo-religiosity. combines the adorableness that is cats with the savagery embedded within every wild animal and goddamn is its age group misleading as all hell.
intense as fuck, hundreds of characters die, but the series itself is apparently immortal because it refuses to ever fucking cease or desist.