Confessor Jiji, Being Given Their Fiftieth Rancid Egg: An Eeeeeeegg! Thaaaaaaaaanks!

I post way too much PK stuff, I swear—

Leg Eater: yo, how much money do you have?

Ghost: 69 geo

Leg Eater: ay, you know what that means

Ghost, nearly in tears: i don't have enough money for new charms

Ghost, seeing the Pale King: Dad? This is where you’ve been for the past ten years? [pokes him]

The Very Dead Pale King: [falls over]

Ghost: DAD NO—!

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

Lace: Hey, look how cute these flowers are.

Hornet: That’s gay.

Lace:

Lace: Horny, we’ve been dating for—

Ghost, at the Forgotten Crossroads: tram work ahead? uh, yeah, i sure hope it does.

Tram: [doesn’t]

Ghost: >:^/

Hornet, in Greenpath: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GHOST!

Ghost, without Isma’s Tear: i can’t swim

Ghost, trying to find their way out of Mantis Village: [panicked vessel noises]

Every mantis in the area: why are you running? WHY are you running?

Hey, a PK account! It’s great to see him getting some love. So what would you rather: Hornet being tall or the Pure Vessel being small?

“Love appears to be a strong word, considering some of the responses to my presence.” Not entirely inaccurate, though. It had been quite mixed. Odd, how some spoke kindly of him, despite what he had done.

He considered the question, mouthparts working in introspection. “Do we speak in terms of age, or height alone? I am sure Hornet would be quite fine with growing more.”

“But if we speak of age, and the Pure Vessel being returned to their youth...”

“They deserve an actual childhood.”

Soul Master: Welcome to the Soul Sanctum! We're all servants of the k i n g

Soul Master, watching hundreds of bugs being sapped of their souls: Kumbayaaaaaaaa my looooooooord...