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Ghost: [pogos a buzzsaw]
Royal Retainers in the distance: Oh mah guh... Oh mah— he on X-Games mo’...
Hornet: I screamed your name like three times! Have you not heard me?
Ghost: [signs]
Hornet, trying not to laugh: Don’t use that tone of voice with me!
Nightmare King Grimm, launching a bunch of Fire Bats: B R E A C H
Ghost, at two masks: oh damn.
Memorial to the Hollow Knight: [eternalises the legend of a knight of no will, voice, or mind, who sacrificed themselves so Hallownest may stand eternal]
Ghost, stuffing Geo into their cloak after selling a bunch of dead bugs’ fanfics to Lemm: haha, i do that
Pale King, holding baby Hollow Knight: This bitch EMPTY!
Hollow Knight: ?!?
Pale King, hurling them into the Black Egg: Y E E T !
Radiance: Is that a WYRM freeing mi— HEY! ARE YOU— WH— WHERE’D YOU LEARN TO FREE MINDS?
Pale King: [wyrm noises]
Radiance: WHAT?
Leg Eater, twitching and probably dead:
Ghost: Uh, hey, you— you okay?
Leg Eater, not so dead: W’sah? Hey, you wanna buy a charm for $5?
Ghost, holding up an airhorn: Airhorn prank.
Airhorn: IF THE VOLUME OF KILLED VESSELS IS HIGH ENOUGH, EVEN IF THE CONTAINMENT SUCCEEDS, IT’LL BE A PHYRRIC VICTORY AND YOU’LL BE KNOWN NOT AS THE KING WHO SAVED HIS KINGDOM BUT THE ONE WHO PERFORMED A GENOCIDE ON HIS OWN CHILDREN IN A NEARLY IN VAIN ATTEMPT TO KEEP THE WORLD IN STASIS AND YOUR KINGDOM ETERNAL
Pale King: Did someone say something?
Grimm: Hmph! Had enough yet?
Ghost, on one mask: [shows Fury of the Fallen]
Grimm: GH—!
Hornet, looking around Ancient Basin: Where’s the little ghost...?
Ghost, stepping out of the darkness at one mask, missing their cloak, and looking like they just fought Radiance with a spoon: hi welcome to deepnest
Pale King, directing a new annex to be built: you better watch out,
Pale King, putting spikes everywhere: You Better Watch Out,
Pale King, lining everywhere with buzzsaws and spikes: YOU BETTER WATCH OUT,
Pale King, making the end of the whole-ass Path of Pain two bugs looking at each other for five seconds: Y O U B E T T E R W A T C H O U T
Lace: Hey, look how cute these flowers are.
Hornet: That’s gay.
Lace:
Lace: Horny, we’ve been dating for—
Pale King: SAW YOU INVADIN’ THE MOTHS’ DREAMS LAST NIGHT
Radiance: W- WRYM, IT’S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!
Pale King, preparing to stage a mass genocide: I WON’T HESITATE, BITCH
Ghost, at one mask: oh no
The Hollow Knight, staggered: oh no
Hornet, embedding her needle in their face: O H Y E A H
Monomon, showing Quirrel a slab of runes: LOOK A’ THIS GR A P H
Quirrel, staring in silence:
Pale King: Did you hang out with Grimm last night?
Ghost: Y’know, yeah, I did.
Pale King: Aw! I— I love Grimm!
Ghost: You hate Gr—
Pale King: Yeah, nO SHIT, HONEY!
Herrah: Do you ever wanna talk about your emotions, Monomon?
Monomon: No.
Lurien: I do.
Herrah: I know, Lurien.
Lurien: I’m sad.
Herrah: I know, Lurien—
Ghost, at the Blue Lake: It’s a fuckin’ friend— [sees the nail on the beach] NOOO O O OOO O O OO OO—
Quirrel, completely fine and swimming through the lake: [waves]
Ghost: oh shit he’s right there
Pale King, giving a royal address: So, basically, uh, what I was thinking of, uh, was—
Radiance: [comes back from the dead and infects the entire moth tribe]
Pale King: Aw fuck. I can’t believe you’ve done this
The Hollow Knight: [collapses into their chains] I have crippling infection.
Monomon: Is there anything better than Dreaming? Yes, a really good book.
Quirrel: [stares in concern as she plays the synth again]
White Lady: [offers a harmonica]
White Lady: If you play it, you’ll get a hundred million vessels, but a hundred million children will die.
Pale King: [starts playing frantically]
White Lady: wYRM N O
Radiance: There’s only one thing worse than Grimm...
[rips off paper with ‘child’]
Radiance: Boom.
Pale King: A child.
Radiance: No—