mistymansion | hollow knight voice testing

Please feel free to introduce yourself here and the characters you have to offer/seek/preferences.

Hello there! My name is Coco. I've got three characters to offer, the strongest being Lace here. I've also got Hornet (

silksentinel) and Monomon (

monomon). I've also vaguely considered making a journal for Vespa but haven't thought hard on that.

I am so happy and excited to play with anyone both castmates and crossover. In particular I would love a Phantom to play sibling time and plot out backstory. In terms of crossovers in particular I'd like other spiders or people who are interested in constructs/golems/dolls or have magic to control fabric or string. In more positive ways she could really use some friends but they would need to be incredibly patient people since she can be an asshole lol.

I'm down for playing and expanding canon scenes, playing from any ending, and AUs!

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HELLO I am Jon and I play Relic Seeker Scrounge! Being an adult with money and no one to stop me, I decided to commission Rukafais for some icons of this lovely gremlin! Highly recommend commissioning them if you ever need drawn icons for an obscure character!

Anyway aside from Scrounge I also would love to make The Hollow Knight journal because I love it so much.

As for what I'm looking for, I'd love to play off of anyone! Currently enjoying a thread with Coco's wonderful Lace! But if I had to pick another, Hornet is always fun! And my absolute insane reach of a pick would be Relic Seeker Lemm.

God I would love to see an interaction between Scrounge and Lemm people would need to take bets who would come out the victor in that exchange.

It would be a battle to end all battles. A fierce debate of two passionate misanthropes that would make the battles against The Radiance and Grand Mother Silk look like a children's slap fight.

Glorious.

I place my bets on Scrounge that man is going to be without a shell.

LOL TRUE. Scrounge is really long and has a lot of leverage. If she gets him in her clutches she could crack him like an egg.

Oh this is hilarious. HI SCROUNGE. Big walking living relic just woke up after a long age of silence and decline, what’s up, it’s clueless and could use your help.

If you’d like. :D

GOD YES PLEASE.

It's funny to imagine that Second Sentinel would be the ONE PERSON Scrounge is actually fairly nice to. Since, you know, it's a literal living relic even beyond Lace herself.

AND it's polite!!!

I'm veeery slow these days, but would so be down to start off with a basic intro thread of these two at Bellhart at some point, if that's good with you?

Don't feel bad, I'm a bit slow when it comes to meme tags, too! In a game now and also taking care of other stuff. But I'd LOVE that!

Okay so actually, where do you want to do this? some kind of journal inbox thing or here? Not sure what the protocol is :o

We can do it here! Unless there's a meme that interests you?

And would you like me to write up a starter? Or would you prefer to do it?

Here is fine!

I will admittedly be slow on the starter but it probably makes more sense for it to be on my end, since Senti's the one knocking on Scrounge's door?

Works for me! Take as long as you need. Just shoot me a message once it's done!

got it up! let me know if it works for you <3

Hello hello! I’m Banquo, here to bring in Second Sentinel. It’s more or less the only one I’ve got. I do technically have a journal for the Knight/Ghost as well but it’s very dusty and needs a hell of a revamp.

I don’t know what in particular I’m looking for, but some crunchy things I’ve hit so far is how much the sentinels were probably not told about what was going on behind the scenes of the Citadel at all, being seen as things to give orders but not information. Anything that digs into what it means to be made, not born: given directives, literally constructed as part of a set, long-lived, shut down, all that fun construct angst… Senti has a lot of parallel with a surprising number of the cast of both games, especially the Vessels and especially THK. Would also love a Hornet, Phantom, or… man idk truly anyone.

I live for drama, but I’m not against some plain good fun either. c: Senti’s probably easy enough to get along with anyway. Definition of a good faith thinker and doesn’t really judge because its view of the habits of living bugs is so distant. “Sure, I guess they do that? Whatever.”

I’m down for expanding canon scenes, going off from different endings, AUs, crossovers, “don’t worry about how they got here,” whatever. All cool with me c:

I’m admittedly pretty slow at the moment, but still game to play.

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Gonna be honest I never even conceived of these two interacting before you tagged me but I've really been enjoying their dynamic so far and it has kinda got me thinking of potential interactions that may have happened between the silk sib and the sentinels when the citadel was still functioning. Was curious if you had any thoughts.

Also you mentioning Second would not be judgmental of bugs put the funny image of Lace just elbowing them and pointing at some bugs doing some innocuous thing organic creatures do like eating and being all "check it out golden one, how revolting!"

YES I never even thought about the parallels between Sentinel and the silk siblings before I tagged you, but what tasty ones they are! (They’ve even both got something of a death wish, depending on how you read the Sentinel fight.)

I would be so super down to poke at more threads, either while the Citadel was still functioning or even continuous after the one we currently have, or something else. (Seeing Bilewater? the Whiteward pit? other stuff?) :D I don’t have any specific thoughts at the moment though, just enthusiasm.

also LMAO, yeah. Senti’s got a solid Age of observing living bugs to have a good understanding of their cultures and ways, but it was definitely a long labor, and there’s always gonna be stuff it just can’t sympathize with. Like eating. Or spa baths… it’s just wet.

Both. Both is good.

I've got some vague pre-game ideas but I think a lot depends on the role you see as the sentinels having been given. I'm curious as to how you see the faith being played out, what they were told about Silk and the siblings, and how that was carried out by the pilgrims. With Second in particular did it any specific role or was it shared by all the sentinels?

So much of the Pharloom faith is blatantly based off of Catholicism, so continuing in that vein and what we've been told in the game, I think Sentinel sees Silk as like, the all-granter of life, salvation, miracle, etc. etc. and the Silk-children are almost pretty much living proof of that. Maybe almost Christ-like in the sense that the existence of their life is an unorthodox miracle, and divine above the rest. Sentinel knows that the silk siblings are made things, inorganic, but doesn't see them as any less alive and feeling than organic bugs.

(Of course, Lace has recently poked some holes in its view of Silk. Oh well. Notably it's prioritizing the viewpoint and experiences of Lace in front of it rather than the ruling maker high above, even as an all-important deity... something only possible having seen the catastrophic failure of the Citadel as a whole, though. It trusts Lace and is also SO confused about what happened while it was gone.)

As for the Sentinels... The Twelfth Architect says this of them: A gleaming order, clockwork sentinels, so impressive-majestic in function they were charged-b-b-bound to the highest holy duty. Long before the c-c-creation of the core, the sentinels ventured, even beyond these walls, to see all bugs brought-forced safe to serve the Citadel.

It seems to me like they were originally created as a flex of skill to be as lifelike as possible (hence their very broad emotional capacity, among other things) before almost immediately being used as an elite task force used to escort pilgrims safely to the Citadel, during its early stages when the Weavers were trying to gather as many bugs as possible. Probably also used subjugate the lands that they decided to conquer. (oops.) Like a group of extremely chivalric Green Berets, I think that for the most part they were seen as and treated as a group and never really a solo entity. The sentinels think of themselves as such as well. For the purposes of most Citadel bugs it hardly ever mattered which one you were talking to in specific. I can see individual sentinels occasionally being pulled aside for miscellaneous tasks that require someone strong, fast, and pointy, though.

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Aaah Sentinel :< poor thing having to wake up to all this.

That all makes a lot of sense.

Running with that then they could conceivably have met before. I HC that GMS did not create Lace with the intention of being a fighter. Her Needolin dialogue seems to imply she takes pride in being a knight so I like to run with the idea that picking up the pin was one of the few things she was allowed to choose for herself (after a lot of asking).

She was stuck in the Cradle for the majority of her life before then so maybe we can do something where Phantom takes her down to see the rest of the citadel for the first time, but Lace wanders off and comes across Sentinel?

That all makes sense to me! Maybe even Senti could show her a few moves.

Sounds perfect. c: I can start if you like, though you’ll be waiting on me for a while in that case.

I can get something up for us after work! Will ping you once it's up

Here we go! If you need anything changed to make it easier to respond to, please let me know.

Happy New Years! :>

It's perfect, thank you! Happy new years! <3

hi senti! i'd love to play with you...! i was meaning to reach out but got caught up in a few things. i'm pretty interested in your idea of 'has no idea what is going on behind the scenes of the citadel'...i'd love to play that after the true ending especially if you're up for it! i think hornet still has a lot to process herself, haha...i'm also down to bounce around on random memes.

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HI yes i'd love to as well! All of that sounds good to me; post-true ending is a great place to jump off of, pretty much all of my threads so far have been that haha.

Did you have any ideas for how to go about that or shall we brainstorm?

I think Hornet is probably checking up on old friends after...all that, so she can come find Senti somewhere they'd be found, if you have a suggestion. Doesn't necessarily have to be any of their ingame locations if they've gone wandering. Alternatively, they can visit her at Bellhart!

ok so sorry to get back to do so many days later, i Freakin Died but!!! yes that would be lovely! I wrote in a thread with the Lace

threadsbared that after the quakes settled it would start scouring Pharloom's length looking for supplies to keep the remaining pilgrims up in the Citadel going, so that's an easy thing to jump from. Especially since it's finding a lot has changed since it was last awake.

Location is up to you; Greymoor was the starting place for that one, so maybe somewhere else. Vaults? Far Fields? Moss Grotto with its old abandoned towns?

hi! i'm spider (yes that is my actual handle) and i just have Hornet here...!!! i'm open to absolutely anyone from canon and fandom OCs as well! i'm really invested in my ship right now and not really looking for any others but i'm very much open to anything gen/platonic/family/antagonistic etc.

ideas/themes i'm super interested in particularly -

- knight/fantasy AUs
- any kind of gore, body horror or violence
- hornet getting to hang out with her siblings and actually be semi-normal for once (or not normal. let's show sis weird void stuff)
- expanding on the aftermath of any of the endings (of either game) or revisiting/expanding canon events
- hornet having to come to terms with what the weavers left behind and their legacy, both good and bad
- i particularly love writing miscellaneous meme chit chat and stuff involving the weather. it's easy and fun and a good way to get stuff flowing

some important info about me -

- i am not new to DWRP, but i no longer use plurk and am not particularly social here anymore. this is not for any negative reason, just me being a massive introvert and controlling my time more wisely than i have in the past. i am always happy to talk over DM and if things go well we can exchange discords!
- i love plotting, AUs and am pretty receptive to the vast majority of ideas so please don't be afraid to throw anything my way
- i'm EST and i tag fast on all days. i do work full time but i tag on the clock if i get a chance (lol...)
- with that being said, i am disabled and suffer from more than one chronic condition that causes me pain, so at times i may slow down or take a few days off

ok...reply or shoot me a message ^_^ i also have an inbox/open post that you can post in any time, no need to ask.

Edited 2026-01-11 21:52 (UTC)

So aside from Scrounge here I also have plans to make a journal for The Hollow Knight. Big fan of sibling fun times, so I'd be more than happy to thread that out as long as you don't mind me voice testing.

As for my main girl Scrounge, I'm drawing a blank right now on ideas but I know I want to thread out her and Hornet. Drag this shut-in out of her home kicking and screaming.

WAHHH I'd be delighted to play with THK! and of course. voice testing is always a-OK with me!

I wonder if Hornet could drag Scrounge out and take her to see an old Weaver artifact that's too big for her to carry??

GREAT I don't often play characters who don't speak, but I love that little blorbo so it's worth the struggle. It's such a good bean...

Also 100% tbh. She'll piss and moan for most of journey, but I think she'll enjoy being out in the field. I head canon that she used to do it a lot in her younger days, but as her collection and funds grew she opted to stay in Bellhart and protect it.

[Time meant little when your entire existence thus far had been a singular room. The only thing that had punctuated her memories were the moments that Phantom had come up to visit her. Otherwise it had been an eternity of singing and tending to the roses. If not for her sibling Lace was certain her mind would have eroded long, long ago.

Lace has no doubt that it is in large part thanks to Phantom, that their Mother finally relented and allowed her to venture outside of the Cradle. The world beyond that garden she only knew about thanks to the stories she had been told and finally seeing it with her own eyes was overwhelming. The color, the majesty, the noise.

It was exhilarating, frightening, fascinating, wondrous---fantastic as Phantom had been at weaving the stories and descriptions without even any manner of basis of what the outside world was like, Lace couldn't have been prepared.

That was probably why it made it hard for her not to be enraptured. Lace didn't even realize that Phantom had become distracted talking to someone else when she began to follow behind a line of citadel bugs as if in a trance, their staves and hands raised as they sang, intricate robes trailing behind them.

People. There were other people. They really existed. It was not just her, her Mother and Phantom. For a long time no one noticed the silk creature following behind them till they came to a room where it seemed their ritual was to end. All turned around and then froze upon seeing her, and she did the same.

Ah.

Hmm. Nope.

For a moment her hand instinctively went to her pin, a tool only recently given to her and which she had yet to be given any proper training in, before she caught herself and instead turned around to race off. Oh. Oh. Where was Phantom? This was bad. She was supposed to stick near them. What if she caused trouble? Would Mother revoke this privilege?

Lace had been too distracted by the singers to pay attention the route they had taken was now scampering around, lost.]

[ The orderly grace with which the Citadel moves, its bugs and its machines and its rituals all, means that disarray is easy to pick out—even more so when the bug running frantically about is no bug at all. She's a flicker of pale light against the Citadel's grey polished stone. She could be mistaken so easily for Phantom if not for how different some parts of her were. For one thing, there was no white mask.

Is there a second silken child? That would be miracle beyond miracle. A sibling for the loneliest of them all.

The sentinel's gaze tracks her for a while. It becomes very, very clear that this one is not merely late to something and is, in fact, very, very lost, worse than a newly arrived pilgrim. The task becomes clear.

The sentinel leaves its patrol route to approach, and bows. ]

In need, do you seem. Assist, will this s-s-sentinel, if it is desired.

[Lace tenses a little when she sees the....bug(?) approach her. At the very least this time it is only one and so she stands her ground against the urge to flee once more.

When it bows she's taken back and unsure of what to do or say. It is her first time interacting with anyone other than her mother or Phantom and she's at a loss to what to say or do. When it speaks, however, the question of why they look so different is answered.

Phantom had told her about the sentinels. They are constructs, more similar to them than the average bug, and creations of great prowess. Indeed, they'd always spoken highly of them.]

...do you know where my sis---sibling is?

[ "Sibling." That can only mean Phantom. This close, it can make out the threads of her body. Did the sentinels miss an announcement? How is this the first time they're hearing about a second child? ]

Aware, this sentinel is not. Tracking, is it c-c-capable of.

[ Its voice is steady and even—monotonous, by all accounts, and yet that evenness reads less like cold and unfeeling austerity, and more like... confidence. Perfectly calibrated temperament. A hundred lifetimes of offering the comfort of security.

A marvel of mimicking life, truly.

The sentinel's gaze drifts down just slightly, noting the untrained grip on her pin. Hm... ]

[It's manner of speaking was odd but Lace didn't exactly have much in the way of experiencing other people's speech, so anything other than Phantom's voice would seem strange to her. It's...pleasant. If Phantom spoke well of the sentinels, then she should be safe with it.

She draws herself up, trying to appear stately and gives a nod.]

Then. Yes. Take me to them.

[She was staring and quite intently. Now having overcome her initial surprise she's brimming with curiosity]

There's a lot to do after the black quakes cease and the dust settles. The pilgrims in the Songclave need someone like the sentinel to make sure they survive, that their needs are looked after, especially having made the climb to their holy reward. Food. Water. Medicine. Clothes. Weapons. It's a long list of things to provide. The Caretaker can lead them, but so many of the deliverybugs are gone, and no one else is as capable as it at traversing this dangerous land to provide.

The problem is, the land has changed greatly since it was last awake. Pharloom is nearly unrecognizable now. Where it's meant to find all of those things is still unknown; at every turn it's reminded just how long it's been and how much it's missed.

It's...

...

The hunter in red, when it finally found her again, pointed it towards Bellhart. If it's history you seek, that town has one far better suited to teach it than I. A relic-seeker, kin of the holy Vaultkeepers. It's a good place to start.

On Scrounge's door is a metallic knock, knock, knock.

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Hearing a knock on the door is a strange occurrence for Relic Seeker Scrounge. Very few people ever seek her out willingly, and those that do often just barge right in. Not that she really cares much, since it's usually Hornet and that one always provides her with tasty morsels of history. Still, this does not seem to be her. What a curious position the relic seeker finds herself in. Especially since the smell of history is heavy in the air even through the door.

"What?" she calls out, her gravelly voice booming from behind the door. "What, what? What is it? What do you want? What do you have?"

"Nothing to p-p-provide, has this sentinel," echoes a tinny, mellow voice, as though through a long metal channel. But—no, even then, something about it is just a little too off from the intonation of most bugs. Of beasts, even.

"Instead, it would seek the knowledge held by the keeper of relics."

Hold on a tick. That voice...she has not heard it specifically, but her guest's manner of speaking is not unlike the Citadel's automatons. Has she heard something like it before? Or merely heard of it? It's difficult to recall at the moment, but it's clear that this is no dullard resident of Bellhart or dreary pilgrim seeking refuge from the current state of Pharloom. Many have had their lives uprooted by the disaster, were they lucky to keep them at all. But not Scrounge. She is as she always has been. Though that mention of being a sentinel...could it be? On the rare moments when she has chosen to leave her home for one reason or another, she's heard the masses speaking of something similar. A golden savior carving away those who would threaten the denizens of Pharloom.

A rare opportunity presents itself here.

"It would, would it?" her tone is noticeably more relaxed. Her voice remains loud, but only enough to pierce through the closed door. "Then it's come to the right place. Enter, the door's unlocked. Hurry! Let me have a look at you."

The door swings open. The figure has to duck to step through, so tall and gallant is the gilded knight, its limbs and joints clicking the mechanisms inside of a rosary stringer.

It enters, and it bows, crossing two gleaming scissor-blades across its chest, elegant and asymmetric in form. The whole of its shell is chipped, scratched, and worn. Recent damage—likely from the restless black dead.

"Presented, is this s-s-sentinel. Its shell, it offers for inspection."

Even if Scrounge was more than confident that the guest who had approached her home was an automaton, there really is something to be said for seeing it in all of its glory. Her eyes widen and her voice grows quiet. All she can do is stare and marvel at the sight before her. She inches cautiously forward at first, and then within seconds she is upon the Second Sentinel, head out in front, to excitedly perform the inspection. Oh what a joyous day this is! Why, she feels like a young larvae again.

"Fascinating." she says, giving it some space as her body coils to and fro, inspecting it further. "Expertly-crafted. Good working condition, though not without wearing. No doubt thanks to those outside, yes?" she shakes her head. "No respect for history found by them outside. Living or dead? Ensnared or otherwise? Pah! Doesn't matter."

And it really is a shame. But alas, it is what it is. Having satiated her curiosity for the moment, and I do mean the moment, she pulls back a smidge. "You mentioned seeking my knowledge, yes? What for? To repair your shell? Proper maintenance? Something else? Speak plainly."

One moment Lace was unconscious, the next she was fully awake. It was as if a switch had simply been flipped and she grimaces, pushing herself up to a seated position and rubbing the back of her head. Abruptly she stops in her motion when she gets a look at her surroundings: bars all around her, a barely illuminated cavern, and to her side another dangling cage where she can see a familiar figure.

She blinks, then abruptly stands up.

What was the meaning of this?

Lace had only ever been here once before when curiosity had overtaken her, and she had quickly left it. The Slab was a filthy, horrid place and while she held pity by all those trapped there--prisoner and guard alike--she would have happily never set foot in the place again. Memories return to her of her and the spider dueling once more only to be ambushed by some Wardens.

"...imbeciles. Utter imbeciles." At this point, this long stuck in such a soul crushing place it was no wonder the guards minds were addled and they just took whoever they came across.

When she got her hands on them.....

Sadly that threat will have to wait for some time. Lace is without uniform or pin and unfortunately she isn't much of a combatant without a weapon. Her eyes drifted over to the still unconscious spider.

"Wake up, spider." She snapped.

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for scrounge @smellshistory

SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER i'm in a game now and also Life

NO WORRIES i'm the same, i feel ya!

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im so sorry i Freakin Died

it's ok! i also died

@weavered