Daily Hollow Knight: Silksong News – Day 1000 (The Great DSN Game Show)

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Welcome to Day 1000 – The Great DSN Game Show! We’re gonna answer some very hard questions and see who’s the smartest head.
Context: This game show was recorded on August 5th 2023 and was originally planned for day 950, but was pushed back to allow this to be edited in this. This is not the full game show as the full version was too long.

Full game show: https://youtu.be/jMyh3_Q5I_w (Audio is out of sync, fixed version will be up soon)
Credits: 1:19:05

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41 thoughts on “Daily Hollow Knight: Silksong News – Day 1000 (The Great DSN Game Show)”

  18. Day 318 of milking this gimmick for all its worth.
    It took 457 days to write this letter by letter.
    Overall Day 775 of writing Pharloom's Folly and Elegy for Hallownest until Silksong drops:

    They see your beauty, so frail and fine,
    They see your peace, woven of faith and toil,
    They forget your heart, bound in slumber and servitude,
    When you wake they shall see your truth,
    A beast's nature bare to all.
    -From "Pharloom's Folly" by the Conductor Romino.

    In wilds beyond they speak your name with reverence and regret,
    For none could tame our savage souls yet you the challenge met,
    Under palest watch, you taught, we changed, base instincts were redeemed,
    A world you gave to bug and beast as they have never dreamed.
    -From 'Elegy for Hallownest' by Monomon the The Teacher.

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  19. Day 890 of adding an o to pog. What a TRULY disheartening day. Poooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooog

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  20. Day 104 of commenting lyrics from All The Times from Rhythm Doctor

    I just can’t refrain
    Bitterness so quaint
    One more shot, never again
    All the excuses, always the same

    All the times, I tried
    I just couldn’t get over you
    I just cannot hide
    The satisfaction you can brew

    One more sip embraced
    My worries disappear for a while
    Then it all comes
    Comes kicking in

    [instrumental] [this is automatically added on the same day as the most recent word]

    They tell me it’s alright
    They say that I’ll get through
    But however hard that I try
    I just cannot get over you
    When it all comes…
    Kicking in again

    [instrumental]

    Now I’m shaken
    Stirred, awakened
    It’s taken this pain
    To realize the truth

    You have been through
    All the

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  25. Reading Homers Iliad 1 word per day 217:

    Sing O Goddess, the anger of Achilles, son of Peleus, that brought countless ills upon the Achaeans. Many a brave soul did it send hurrying down to Hades, and many a hero did it yield a prey to dogs and vultures, for so were the counsels of Zeus fulfilled from the day on which the son of Atreus, king of men, and great Achilles first fell out with one another. And which of the gods was it that set them on to quarrel? It was the son of Zeus and Leto; for he was angry with the king and sent a pestilence upon the host to plague the people, because the son of Atreus had dishonored Chryses, his priest. Now Chryses had come to the ships of the Achaeans to free his daughter and had brought with him a great ransom. Moreover, he bore in his hand the scepter of Apollo wreathed with a suppliant's wreath, and he besought the Achaeans, but most of all, the two sons of Atreus, who were their chiefs. "Sons of Atreus," he cried, "and all other Achaeans, may the gods who dwell in Olympus grant you to sack the city of Priam and to reach your homes in safety; but free my daughter and accept a ransom for her, in reverence to

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