#dasniichts

[reignreturned]

@dasniichts // from here.

Dan Heng spends a few moments contemplating the reasons anyone would put lemon in water. Was it a taste thing?

[TXT] I see.

The wonders of human stomachs, truly. Citrus would burn his stomach lining if not for the magic inherent to his physiology.

[TXT] What about lemon desserts?

[astrxlfinale]

@dasniichts replied to your post “Caelus's very realistic reaction to anyone telling...”:

You’ve been doing /what/ to the trash cans? ☹️

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"Mr.Yang, I ensure you it's absolutely not what it looks like."

"I never knew you were a fan of drilling THERE--"

AHEM. Caelus proceeds to ahem before those wild words took flight.

"Nothing at all."

[lunaetis]

─「エデン」─  she got a super boop from mr yang ( @dasniichts ) ! achievement unlocked !

[evervita]

Following her newfound freedom from Cloud Knight custody, Magnolia didn't quite know what to do with herself. Most of her time before was spent working and the occasional allowed outing to get some groceries or reading material, and that was it. Now the woman was given all the time in the world now that her sentence was revoked. She was given freedom, but she kind of liked the structure provided. Though, not being watched by a Cloud Knight at all hours was the best part.

What were her hobbies before her imprisonment? She had a garden, but her previous home with the garden was no longer available to her. She could start a new one at her current lodging, though...

But all of this thought and aimlessness had her feeling stir crazy, so Magnolia decided that she'd pick up a new book and get some freshly brewed tea. Her house arrest has made her quite good at brewing tea, and sometimes the supervising Cloud Knights would even accept her invite to join her after she brewed a fresh pot, but she wanted to try something new.

So here she was, enjoying a particularly fragrant brew and sitting down with a new book. The bookstore owner said this was a good book for those who liked romance, and it was Magnolia's favorite genre. Hopefully the recommendation worked out in the end.

@dasniichts

[reallyrandomtj]

@crimsononiarataki said HERE: Perhaps putting the brownie down would be a good idea? @dasniichts said: Putting the brownie down would be a very good idea.

Two men sharing the same brain cell? they sounded like an echo of each other, not a perfect one but she found it rather impressive.

"... I'll accept the words from two 'old' wise men as a valid warning .." she puts the brownie down and quickly washes her hands "What was done to it that caused such a strong reaction in Eros?" quiet concerned dragon noises as Meilu stares at the culprit instead.

@draconicfool said: Eros cannot comment she's locked in the cabin rn.

Concerned 'mama' dragon noises from the outside of the cabin

[ofmusicandmagic-a]

@dasniichts

Constantly traveling was an exhausting existence, which was perhaps why he enjoyed his occasional chances to visit the Express so much. He didn't have to be in charge for a day or two, even if he knew that wasn't completely true. He still had to decide when to disembark for the time being and continue on his own journey.

But for now, he had a place to rest and company.

"Ah, Mr. Yang," he said when he saw the man sitting in the parlor car. "You or Miss Himeko likely are the best to ask. My next primary destination is somewhere I might be able to get an instrument repaired, though given its nature, I haven't had much luck so far. You wouldn't happen to know somewhere I could try?" 'Magical violin' wasn't exactly on the shortlist of things a typical store could restore for some obvious reasons.

[capravulpes]

@dasniichts

The man was holding out an apple to the small Qilin, and she found it intriguing.As she approached the apple and took a bite, her small, fluffy tail started to wag excitedly.

[pastincarnate]

@dasniichts

He cleared his throat and handed paw pa a data pad. "It should all be in there. " he stated "I find it to be something that has no business in the archive but alas, it is knowledge."

[trlblzd]

@dasniichts sent : ❛ there’s no black or white, only gray. ❜

     MR.  YANG'S  INPUTS  ALWAYS  MAKE  THE  MOST  SENSE     to them.     in a fit of hysteria within their own mind, it is his voice that lulls them into tranquility.     in this world that seemingly sees everything as a blanket of good     &     bad,  no one reaps      SATISFACTION.     it is merely a battle of ideals      -      the conflict that overrules one another in the long run.     his words strike a chord in them.    it brings comfort, in a way.     they know that out of everyone else in the express, he would be the best in     GIVING     his input.     heart feeling a little less heavy with burden, they nod solemnly.     every trailblazing excursion brings forth a new tale, a new story, a new     LESSON      to be learnt.     so as they take in a deep sigh, they smile at him.     at their trusty mister welt yang.     they will never know what they would do without him in the express.     it is to no wonder that everyone seems to respect him so much.

"  you're right.     the world is far too broad for something as simple as that.  "      there is always something that lies underneath the seams.      &      even in this     VIBRANT     world, everyone remains to live in a monotone realm, navigating their own paths to grasp at ideals.     "  if we judged everything through means of     MERE     pure and evil, i doubt that anyone will ever get their answers.  "     they doubt that anyone would ever be able to live normally if a verdict was always haphazardly strewn along without regard of anything else.     

so, as they remain in this place     (  ...  )     with wind sweeping across hair     &     caressing their face, their eyes remains     TRAINED     on the distant black hole of dreamflux reef.     even choices are not meant to be interpreted as a mere     BLANK SLATE     of virtue or vices.    "  thank you, mr. yang.     i hope to be as wise as you are as time passes.  "

[wingsoar]

but platonically cuz the age gap is beyond Real—

Are you Robin's type? | accepting

"You   truly   are   a   dashing   man.   Hehe.   I'm   looking   forward   to   our   next   visit!"

(Now I am thinking of a platonic dance between them and how wholesome it would be ..omg. )

[astrxlfinale]

“Now, spin-offs and inspired animations can do surprisingly well when handled with tact and well—when I was designing this I had made sure to keep you in mind.” He’s awfully proud of the effort, flipping over the sketchbook to show off the sketch of the Clockie and friends inspired mech complete with notes.

“See, this takes from a genre on my planet called super sentai. The pilot for each piece of the Clockie mech would be specifically chosen because of how they embody the specific traits and beliefs of the characters themselves. Their hardships may mirror as well, but together they truly show what they can all overcome.”

When it comes to learning about the imaginary realm of creations, whether fashioned by the pen, discussed through word or simply express in each artist's language, it felt as if there was a ravine of treasures awaiting him. Terminology such as spin-offs he's seen met with mixed reception on the internet, while the initial thought in his mind was Isn't it better if there's more? His journey within Penacony has broadened his horizon on a few matters.

Keeping a spirited sense of the base concept's authenticity felt like a important pre-requisite.

So color him surprised when Welt invited him for a momentary sit down. His own reading material being contently pushed to the side for the time. "Me in mind? Gotta ask Mr.Yang, just how so?" Believe it or not, this man was one of the few who could stir that genuine sense of respect out of the Trailblazer. That innate curiosity to simply explore remains as a guiding torch within his eyes as he studiedd the sketches introduced below.

Somehow, it feels like he almost gets how it'd feel to be in workshop similar to the sort Mikhail grew in. Except the comparison are these imagined mechs vs the gear imbued industry of pocket watches. A sense of wonder courses through Caelus as he scoots closer, hands placed upon the table, a ways away from the parchment of his work as he surveys again, again and again. Simply admiring how the work of pen, pencil and the golden note of practice managed to draw this concept to the living world.

"Goddamn I.. Look at this! You've been in the art lab puttin' life into these?"

Somehow, there's a sentimental note that rings as Welt explains the motivations. A prideful flame blooms within the Trailblazer's chest, coursing freely, extending to each and every member of the Astral Express in question. It felt impossible to keep such a jubilant expression at bay when the pieces just click. "Just like us, just like the Express." The words found themselves freed without second thought.

When it comes down to it, their beliefs may differ, they each hold a pillar of resolve that serves as shining stars amidst the deep cosmos of space, nonetheless they come together happily with courage in their hearts. He couldn't deny the emotional stir as a certain hat blooms into being, pressed close to Caelus's chest as he turns to Welt.

It was... Hard to put exactly how he feel into words. How do you articulate appreciation like this exactly?

Welt's art has reached him.

"Thick or thin, from the hottest planes to the coldest ends of space. Mr.Yang, I want you to know that I'll always have your back. That I'm a pretty selfish guy when it comes to looking out for those I care for, our Express."

Super Sentai, huh? He'll have to genuinely check out some reccomendations.

@dasniichts

[lunaetis]

@dasniichts asked :

gifts the raccoon an apple

unprompted. || always accepting

─「エデン」─  the apple was immediately accepted before a HUGE BITE was taken into the juicy red fruit. the space raccoon was munching away happily as her poofy tail wagged back and forth in contentment. it was sweet and crispy ! perfect apple ! though, realizing that she was eating it all by herself, she extended the half-bitten apple towards him as though wordlessly asking if he wanted a bite. food tastes better when shared, right ?

[captivemuses]

He comes out of the Archives after holing up for over two days because existential issues and he walks out to overhearing that in the parlor car---

[reallyrandomtj]

RP Starter: @dasniichts

The Adeptus knew that 'blind jumping' through a portal with an unknown exit point was risky but Meilu had already decided to leave Teyvat and start 'fresh' in a new world/universe so all she could hope for - while staring at the open portal, waiting for an exit point - was the opportunity to step out into an open space so the 'repercussions' weren't too severe on the people or environment.

After a deep inhale, Meilu would step into the portal and appear in a completely foreign environment.

Intense anxiety immediately struck as she mumbled out "No-- this is... worst case scenario--" golden eyes scanned the area; the space was long but more enclosed than she hoped, people were present, the environment outside looked hostile and uninhabitable with things looking like the only thing keeping these innocent people safe inside were a bunch of windows that could potentially be damaged or shattered should the portal 'backfire' like Meilu was anticipating.

She had to think quickly... Feeling that these people that now stared in her direction were INNOCENT and did not deserve to be put at risk of harm for something the Adeptus desired in a new world. The conclusion reached began with an outstretched arm and glowing golden eyes - along with the rest of her body - as Meilu used her power to create shields of GEO along the walls of the Astral Express in an attempt to protect the windows from what was to come.

Meilu closed her eyes with a heavy sigh "Forgive me.. and-- brace yourselves ~" she openly warned in a clear tone of voice; the portal behind her was beginning to become violent as she had feared - the best the Adeptus could do was stand directly in front of it and take the BRUNT of the energy expelled while the rest of the cabin had to deal with a potential wave of fast moving air.

The portal erupted and immediately closed as the majority of the energy released assaulted the woman's back with such a force it threatened to knock her unconscious; only sheer determination to keep the barriers on the windows active kept her from an immediate collapse. "I'm so sorry--" she mumbled with the last of her strength before losing consciousness and falling to the floor as the barrier against the glass windows slowly dissolved away.

[ancientforgcd]

@dasniichts replied to your post “In terms of Timeline”:

moon's gone

[wingsoar]

Send 🌼 to give my muse a flower | accepting.

@dasniichts asked: 🌼 papa welt brings Gifts--

"Oh,   Mr.   Yang!"   his   mere   presence   brought   a   warm   smile   to   her   face   but   it   grew   even   wider   once   he   presented   the   little   flower   to   her.

What   a   sweet   man   he   was!

"Awwwe.....   you   didn't   have   to..."   despite   saying   that   she   still   eagerly   accepted   his   gift.   "thank   you   ....   I   have   to   admit,   I've   missed   your   company..   are...   you   staying   in   penacony   long?   I'd   love   to   catch   up."