Yarn Vizier
Paintcia was floating around in Patch Land. she looks very confused on where she is. mainly on how she is floating back and forth and repeating "um um um um" over and over again. she doesn't really know how she got here... just woke up and found herself facing lots of string.

circusguardianpaintcia:

yin-yarn:

Yin-Yarn had been sleeping underneath his own specific tree in Patch Land. It was his choice of location while he was at Patchland, as he did have a specific tree that he liked to snooze under as well when he kept to himself in Dream Land. He was a bit more secretive at this point, hiding away from others, Yin-Yarn did not want to end up failing again as he did last time, but seeing those Wanted posters of himself hung over in some of the towns plaza was irritating when he would disguise himself and take trips there. It was a painful reminder.

Yin-Yarn continued to snore, though he did crack his eyes open a bit to spot a floating pink haired girl not too far of a distance from him. Yin-Yarn would have cared more if he had seen her as a threat, but since she seemed of little importance, he just closed his eyes again and continued to snooze.

"ah im very sorry to wake you b-but i—-" the paintbrush looked at yin-yarn quite confused now. "e-eh p-prince fluff?" who’s that? oh dear, shes so confused. but she thought for a moment maybe to understand a little bit more. prince? royal guard? capture? once more?!? d-did she wake up a outlaw!? and he thinks shes his royal guard?! paintcia shook her head a ton in a panic. 

"nononono! i c-came to ask y-you w-where i am" she took a deep breath… maybe she was just freaking out for no reason and hes not a outlaw at all hahaha “i-i mean i w-woke up here and i dont know h-how i got here at all… oh um! i-if you ever heard of it m-my home is floralia lollypop land to be exact. floralia i-is this b-big flower i-in dreamland” she describes 

One of Yin-Yarn’s eyes grew a bit in questioning curiosity as this girl continued to ramble on. With her questioning as to who Prince Fluff was and not seeming at all familiar with her surroundings, it was becoming pretty clear that this girl did not at all belong to Patchland. She seemed extremely shaken from what was happening, he just let his expression return to normal and decided to use this time to his advantage.

Oh.. now now, my dear. No need to get all tied up in all of this, yes? Be at ease! I have not decided to harm you, nor why should I? After all, you just seem lost after all.. isn’t that a pity. As to your question about Prince Fluff.. he is the.. erm.. dictator of this land. Yes indeed, he is an unjust and lazy ruler who does nothing for his people.. oh.. it is such a shame!

Yin-Yarn floated up from his position and went to the girls side, placing a needle around her in a way to “comfort” her.

Ahh yes.. and no one does a thing to stop that scoundrel, it is a tragedy I tell you! But ahh, you needn’t worry, they try to search and find me to lock me up, and yet I am the one who is in the right, and they are all in the wrong. Yet, the citizens are all brainwashed to believe he is a fit ruler.. such a shame. I see you also speak of Dream Land, though I can’t remember a flower there the last time I visited, it must be new.

Yin-Yarn smirked a bit, giving a glance at the girl every couple of moments. It was much easier when the other he was talking too was a bit more on the “ignorant” side.

Paintcia was floating around in Patch Land. she looks very confused on where she is. mainly on how she is floating back and forth and repeating "um um um um" over and over again. she doesn't really know how she got here... just woke up and found herself facing lots of string.

circusguardianpaintcia:

yin-yarn:

Yin-Yarn had been sleeping underneath his own specific tree in Patch Land. It was his choice of location while he was at Patchland, as he did have a specific tree that he liked to snooze under as well when he kept to himself in Dream Land. He was a bit more secretive at this point, hiding away from others, Yin-Yarn did not want to end up failing again as he did last time, but seeing those Wanted posters of himself hung over in some of the towns plaza was irritating when he would disguise himself and take trips there. It was a painful reminder.

Yin-Yarn continued to snore, though he did crack his eyes open a bit to spot a floating pink haired girl not too far of a distance from him. Yin-Yarn would have cared more if he had seen her as a threat, but since she seemed of little importance, he just closed his eyes again and continued to snooze.

the paintbrush was still in a panic. She encountered a few yarned waddle dees a while back, But when she asked them where she was they just waved there arms and walked off. 

after floating around back and forth for a while spots something under this specific tree. she slowly floats up to this tree and looks to see what it is. well whatever it is, it looks like its sleeping… the paintbrush thought to herself, she should probably leave him alone… but because shes so confused on where she is she needs to at least ask someone who might be able to reply.

"u-um e-excuse m-me?" 

Oh, this was just fantastic. After a long day of knitting, now he had to be disturbed by someone while he was trying to rest. All of the pedestrians of Patchland were starting to become a nuisance. But this girl was perhaps not a resident of Patchland? After all, she wasn’t formed of yarn and her voice was definitely new. He cracked his eyes open a bit to see her floating just above him a bit at his front, she seemed a bit fidgety, but she was actually somewhat interesting to behold. Interesting or not, Yin-Yarn was still somewhat grumpy from being woken up.

"Oh what is it now..? Can I not get any good sleep anymore? Were you sent from Prince Fluff’s Royal Guard to come and try to capture me once more? Well, I can assure you it won’t work if that’s what you’re planning.. *Yin-Yarn’s needles eye had flashed a bit, their eyes glowing their normal colors as usual* But.. you don’t seem like the type.. or am I wrong?

Paintcia was floating around in Patch Land. she looks very confused on where she is. mainly on how she is floating back and forth and repeating "um um um um" over and over again. she doesn't really know how she got here... just woke up and found herself facing lots of string.

Yin-Yarn had been sleeping underneath his own specific tree in Patch Land. It was his choice of location while he was at Patchland, as he did have a specific tree that he liked to snooze under as well when he kept to himself in Dream Land. He was a bit more secretive at this point, hiding away from others, Yin-Yarn did not want to end up failing again as he did last time, but seeing those Wanted posters of himself hung over in some of the towns plaza was irritating when he would disguise himself and take trips there. It was a painful reminder.

Yin-Yarn continued to snore, though he did crack his eyes open a bit to spot a floating pink haired girl not too far of a distance from him. Yin-Yarn would have cared more if he had seen her as a threat, but since she seemed of little importance, he just closed his eyes again and continued to snooze.

Rp/image rp with Yin-Yarn (Closed rp)

ask-sirmetaknight:

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The lone Knight stood on top of the cliffs edge, looking down at Dreamland below. It was nearing summer and the surrounding landscape was blooming with a multitude of flowers. Many different shapes and colours. The sweet scent of nectar drifted through the light breeze that made the emerald grass dance and wave.

"Hmm…"

His sharp eyes caught the sight of the pink Puffball below, running about and playing with a couple of other Dreamlanders. He smiled under his mask. As much as he hated being lazy… Peace was nice.. He looked to his left, his royal purple cape fluttering lightly. He thought he had seen something..

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Yin-Yarn had been traversing through Dream Land again, keeping a low profile as usual. It didn’t seem to help considerably though as it still seemed as though Dream Land wanted his head, considering there had always been a “Wanted” poster or two with his picture on it. Yin-Yarn wandered about a bit, looking from side to side occasionally just in case.

"This land has always looked so nice.. I really need it for myself.. and I was so close once before.. but just look at its splendor..! It’s no wonder I tried it.. this place has always looked much better than even Prince Fluff’s stringy castle..! I already have a few things ready.. I just need a few more.of.."

Yin-Yarn was lost in thought for a moment, but this made him careless as he accidentally bumped into Meta Knight a bit from the side. Yin-Yarn and Meta had gone through some “interesting” adventures in the past, but he still needed to keep wary of Meta Knight, after all, no matter what the relation.

"Oh uhh.. oh yes ehh.. hey there Meta Knight..! Just uhh.." Yin-Yarn bit at his needle a bit. “Just catching the breeze here..! Nyahaha..! Erm.. how about you..?”

sassyspidermage:

Just watching with wide eyes as his puppet self come to life on it’s own (even though Yin-yarn said it’s a lifeless creation) and behaving as such simply baffled the real Taranza, to the point it nearly frightened him. This must be this “spectacular” things the sorcerer have mentioned before that he chose to ignore, now he floated there in a stupor that he actually meant it seriously. 
"…I… err…." 

You are more speechless now I see.. are you not used to gazing into a mirror? Take a good look at yourself! I have made sure to pin down this puppet to the exact detail, from hair to stinger. Perhaps you should be introduced to yourself for the first time?
Yin-Yarn clacked his needles together and watched as the puppet hovered over towards the other Taranza. The puppet had a simple smile on its face, acting as if it was a truly alive version of Taranza. The puppet stuck out one of its six hands on the right side out to Taranza for a handshake, though it’s movement seemed a bit off, as though it was some sort of clockwork mechanism. Its eyes having a slight haze in them, changing from a very mild yellow purple to yellow from time to time.
Perhaps you will find some sort of interest in my work..

sassyspidermage:

Just watching with wide eyes as his puppet self come to life on it’s own (even though Yin-yarn said it’s a lifeless creation) and behaving as such simply baffled the real Taranza, to the point it nearly frightened him. This must be this “spectacular” things the sorcerer have mentioned before that he chose to ignore, now he floated there in a stupor that he actually meant it seriously. 

"…I… err…." 

You are more speechless now I see.. are you not used to gazing into a mirror? Take a good look at yourself! I have made sure to pin down this puppet to the exact detail, from hair to stinger. Perhaps you should be introduced to yourself for the first time?

Yin-Yarn clacked his needles together and watched as the puppet hovered over towards the other Taranza. The puppet had a simple smile on its face, acting as if it was a truly alive version of Taranza. The puppet stuck out one of its six hands on the right side out to Taranza for a handshake, though it’s movement seemed a bit off, as though it was some sort of clockwork mechanism. Its eyes having a slight haze in them, changing from a very mild yellow purple to yellow from time to time.

Perhaps you will find some sort of interest in my work..

sassyspidermage:

"More like not very interested in a conversation sir," he replied in a blunt manner with a tone that hinted his need to have solitary time at the moment, his terrible mood already sinking faster with every second the sorcerer lingered and it’s aggravating the arachnid. 
"…Wait what?" A puppet of himself? He looked over to the sorcerer again since before tossing the spool to him to see him playing with the puppets of himself and Kirby, unsure what to say at this point.

Not interested in the conversation you say? Oh.. that is a shame! Here I was just having some fun with you.. and another you! Well, a puppet you.. this lifeless creation of mine.. my yarn has some grand effects. It has your identity, your looks.. it is practically as if I have you right here in my needles! 
Yin-Yarn continued to play with the Taranza puppet, it’s eyes flashed a yellow and purple before returning to its normal look again. Yin-Yarn unhooked the puppet off of his needle and watched as it floated around on its own, bowing and acting noble.
Quite interesting I would say.. wouldn’t you?

sassyspidermage:

"More like not very interested in a conversation sir," he replied in a blunt manner with a tone that hinted his need to have solitary time at the moment, his terrible mood already sinking faster with every second the sorcerer lingered and it’s aggravating the arachnid. 

"…Wait what?" A puppet of himself? He looked over to the sorcerer again since before tossing the spool to him to see him playing with the puppets of himself and Kirby, unsure what to say at this point.

Not interested in the conversation you say? Oh.. that is a shame! Here I was just having some fun with you.. and another you! Well, a puppet you.. this lifeless creation of mine.. my yarn has some grand effects. It has your identity, your looks.. it is practically as if I have you right here in my needles! 

Yin-Yarn continued to play with the Taranza puppet, it’s eyes flashed a yellow and purple before returning to its normal look again. Yin-Yarn unhooked the puppet off of his needle and watched as it floated around on its own, bowing and acting noble.

Quite interesting I would say.. wouldn’t you?

sassyspidermage:

"Close." That was Taranza’s immediately response to the first statement the yarn sorcerer made, however right after that he visibly appears to be irritated in the little drama act. Mentally noting for an act like that to be taken to theatre stage or plays, not here where he finds it nothing more than a mockery. 
"Greetings Yin-Yarn, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Sir Taranza of Royal Road." And he ignored everything else the other added, all he wanted was a name and that’s that.

Yin-Yarn had his right eye widened a bit out of curiosity and suspicion, the other seemed to be a bit pompous, though in reality Yin-Yarn had been a lot like that too, a bit hypocritical.
A boy of few words aren’t you? Do you always keep yourself on the concealed side like this? At least you were.. “noble” enough to give me your title, I suppose. It gives me a new puppet to play with when I want to have a little roleplaying.
Yin-Yarn quickly knitted up together a life-sized model of Taranza and hooked it onto the end of his right needle, and knitted up a life-sized model of Kirby and hooked it onto the end of the other needle, making them both act like marionettes. He chuckled to himself as he made both puppets talk to each other.
Taranza.. I will have to remember that name, a puppet with your identity needs it after all. You are quite the character, I must admit..

sassyspidermage:

"Close." That was Taranza’s immediately response to the first statement the yarn sorcerer made, however right after that he visibly appears to be irritated in the little drama act. Mentally noting for an act like that to be taken to theatre stage or plays, not here where he finds it nothing more than a mockery. 

"Greetings Yin-Yarn, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Sir Taranza of Royal Road." And he ignored everything else the other added, all he wanted was a name and that’s that.

Yin-Yarn had his right eye widened a bit out of curiosity and suspicion, the other seemed to be a bit pompous, though in reality Yin-Yarn had been a lot like that too, a bit hypocritical.

A boy of few words aren’t you? Do you always keep yourself on the concealed side like this? At least you were.. “noble” enough to give me your title, I suppose. It gives me a new puppet to play with when I want to have a little roleplaying.

Yin-Yarn quickly knitted up together a life-sized model of Taranza and hooked it onto the end of his right needle, and knitted up a life-sized model of Kirby and hooked it onto the end of the other needle, making them both act like marionettes. He chuckled to himself as he made both puppets talk to each other.

Taranza.. I will have to remember that name, a puppet with your identity needs it after all. You are quite the character, I must admit..

sassyspidermage:

"Hm, I’m very familiar with formality since my youth given my position in class and previous occupation. Taught more precisely. But enough about me, you still haven’t introduced yourself to me." Taranza acknowledged his claim to be "famous" in Dreamland but decided to ignore it, the sorcerer caught him on a bad time and he barely have any patience for not having a direct answer.
This didn’t make matters many better however. Taranza was focused on his work when the sorcerer’s needle partially obscured his frontal vision and that only irritated him, he fought the strong urge to shove that thing away. “Fascinating.”

Wealthy boy were you? Well now, that is truly something to be happy about, I wasn’t able to partake in such delights.. *Yin-Yarn placed his needle over his forehead, looking distressed in an act* Oh woe is me.. I was the one who was abandoned and forgotten for such a long time.. but you would not know of such misery would you..?
Yin-Yarn nodded and chuckled, he supposed it was time to give an answer, though of course he was going to let that drag on.
Ahh yes well, where are my manners, eh? I am Yin-Yarn, the stringed magician and overseer of all things yarn! I can weave things only though possible in dreams and make any extraordinary sight come to life before your very eyes using only my needles and some thread. Wonderful things.. hmm..

sassyspidermage:

"Hm, I’m very familiar with formality since my youth given my position in class and previous occupation. Taught more precisely. But enough about me, you still haven’t introduced yourself to me." Taranza acknowledged his claim to be "famous" in Dreamland but decided to ignore it, the sorcerer caught him on a bad time and he barely have any patience for not having a direct answer.

This didn’t make matters many better however. Taranza was focused on his work when the sorcerer’s needle partially obscured his frontal vision and that only irritated him, he fought the strong urge to shove that thing away. “Fascinating.”

Wealthy boy were you? Well now, that is truly something to be happy about, I wasn’t able to partake in such delights.. *Yin-Yarn placed his needle over his forehead, looking distressed in an act* Oh woe is me.. I was the one who was abandoned and forgotten for such a long time.. but you would not know of such misery would you..?

Yin-Yarn nodded and chuckled, he supposed it was time to give an answer, though of course he was going to let that drag on.

Ahh yes well, where are my manners, eh? I am Yin-Yarn, the stringed magician and overseer of all things yarn! I can weave things only though possible in dreams and make any extraordinary sight come to life before your very eyes using only my needles and some thread. Wonderful things.. hmm..

sassyspidermage:

"…Pardon?" The way the yarn sorceror referred to him as such came across to the arachnid as a red flag, or did the other mean it genuinely? Unfortunately, he doesn’t trust anyone and became slightly suspicious of the yarn character, though appearing to hide it behind the blank look he gave to the sorcerer. 
"It’s merely a hobby I do to pass time I suppose, but sometimes I weave to keep my natural skills in touch. I am a spider after all." He paused in his speech but continued on weaving the thread without much thought to what the outcome he intended it to be. "Forgive me though, I didn’t catch your name sir."

Ahh, I was merely mentioning my first thought on the way you present yourself.. formality seems to be something you hold dear when it comes to explaining yourself, which I find interesting.
Yin-Yarn kept his big grin spread across his face, curving around the edges a bit as he continued talking to this “Spider-Mage”. While Yin-Yarn may have been no good by any physical means, mental manipulation was one of his favorites.
You do not know of me? I am surprised you haven’t seen my face on any.. posters.. in your travels to Dream Land. I am famous there you know. *Yin-Yarn waved his left needle in front of Taranza’s face a bit, showing it off with its bright yellow eyes* These needles can perform spectacular things with any sort of stringy material imaginable. Why, I could show you much! Yes.. much indeed!

sassyspidermage:

"…Pardon?" The way the yarn sorceror referred to him as such came across to the arachnid as a red flag, or did the other mean it genuinely? Unfortunately, he doesn’t trust anyone and became slightly suspicious of the yarn character, though appearing to hide it behind the blank look he gave to the sorcerer. 

"It’s merely a hobby I do to pass time I suppose, but sometimes I weave to keep my natural skills in touch. I am a spider after all." He paused in his speech but continued on weaving the thread without much thought to what the outcome he intended it to be. "Forgive me though, I didn’t catch your name sir."

Ahh, I was merely mentioning my first thought on the way you present yourself.. formality seems to be something you hold dear when it comes to explaining yourself, which I find interesting.

Yin-Yarn kept his big grin spread across his face, curving around the edges a bit as he continued talking to this “Spider-Mage”. While Yin-Yarn may have been no good by any physical means, mental manipulation was one of his favorites.

You do not know of me? I am surprised you haven’t seen my face on any.. posters.. in your travels to Dream Land. I am famous there you know. *Yin-Yarn waved his left needle in front of Taranza’s face a bit, showing it off with its bright yellow eyes* These needles can perform spectacular things with any sort of stringy material imaginable. Why, I could show you much! Yes.. much indeed!

sassyspidermage:

The mage was busy fumbling with a different spool of thread that is obviously his, just about to begin weaving again but stopped and gave the sorcerer the subtle look of ‘are you serious?’ and confusion mixed with it.
"Uh… Why would I be interested in such unnecessary and pointless action? I do not know you and therefore will not intend in said activities, and besides bringing trouble to others is not a characteristic I possess. As for your first question, I’m merely an arachnid, a spider more specifically."

Yin-Yarn shook his head, by the vocabulary and tone, he knew exactly what kind of person this was. Unfortunately, he knew nothing of the others background, but deemed it as not being worth his time to figure out too much of it just yet.
Mmm.. pretentious, but I encourage that sort of behavior! *Yin-Yarn floated behind Taranza and place his right needle on the others shoulder.* You seem like an interesting piece of work.. tell me, what sort of interest do you have in weaving?

sassyspidermage:

The mage was busy fumbling with a different spool of thread that is obviously his, just about to begin weaving again but stopped and gave the sorcerer the subtle look of ‘are you serious?’ and confusion mixed with it.

"Uh… Why would I be interested in such unnecessary and pointless action? I do not know you and therefore will not intend in said activities, and besides bringing trouble to others is not a characteristic I possess. As for your first question, I’m merely an arachnid, a spider more specifically."

Yin-Yarn shook his head, by the vocabulary and tone, he knew exactly what kind of person this was. Unfortunately, he knew nothing of the others background, but deemed it as not being worth his time to figure out too much of it just yet.

Mmm.. pretentious, but I encourage that sort of behavior! *Yin-Yarn floated behind Taranza and place his right needle on the others shoulder.* You seem like an interesting piece of work.. tell me, what sort of interest do you have in weaving?