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AllOurPrettySongs female Member

STATUS: It ain’t easy being a bird parent ~ 3 yrs ago

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3 yrs ago
Current It ain’t easy being a bird parent ~
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3 yrs ago
@nooget bird: ‘you … CLIP the CLAWS ??? you sniP SNIP????? oooh jail !!! jail for you for 10000 years !!!!’
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3 yrs ago
Tried to write ‘ratbag’ in a post and accidentally wrote ‘rathag’. Please refer to me from this point forward as The Rathag
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4 yrs ago
Happy birthday to me! 🥳
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4 yrs ago
Forever thankful of the ability to look up words when wanting to write ‘perennial’ in a post and initially writing ‘perineal’ which is,,,,,,,a very different word
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Bio

Ignoring life for RP like:



Welcome!
This is my bio, where you will find some information on me and what I like to roleplay. You will not find any recipes, nefarious schemes, or insecurities, even though I have a plethora of all those things - as well as a combination of some, like my recipe for homemade insecurity pie. Delicious, tangy insecurity pie.

Pies aside, I'm AllOurPrettySongs. That's a long username that holds absolutely no deep meaning to me, but is simply part of the chorus to a Nirvana song I was listening to when I created my account. You can call me Songs, or perhaps Pretty, because that's the easiest way for me to get a compliment. I don't like Piña Colada, or getting caught in the rain. As far as I can tell, I don't have half a brain. But then if I did, I probably wouldn't know. What I do like is music and movies; if you talk to me about old rock/alternative music, I will be your best friend forever, whether you want that or not. The same goes for movies. If you talk to me about eighties horror, stupid horror we can laugh about (sometimes the lines blur), psychological thrillers, or comedies (and most everything else that I can't be bothered to list), I will never leave your side.

So, roleplay. Why did I take so long to get to the main reason we're all here? Because I don't get to talk about myself a lot. It's my time to shine, dammit. Anyway, roleplay. What do I like? What don't I like? Well:

+ Slice of Life is my thing, and I RP exclusively MxM pairings. Does that mean I can't play other gender and sexuality side-characters? No. No, no. I can do that. No worries. It's just that my main will always be a homosexual male. Does Slice of Life mean that I want fluff all the time? That's another no, because it's unrealistic. There is sadness and conflict in life, as well as other unpleasant emotions and situations. But I don't want something that is really dreary and depressing, because I have my actual life for that. A different way of putting it would be that I enjoy realism, but a reality that could be found in a romantic movie. There's drama, there's conflict, but there's a big dose of sweetness, too. That is not to say I don’t enjoy a cliché or two you’d find in the movies.

What don't I like? How many more question marks can I get in this bio? Well:

+ Smutty RPs, or any RPs that involve smut. No touchy. Our characters can be in love and hold hands and and whatever it is couples do (shop for lawn gnomes together?), but anything other than that is a no-no.

+ Sci-fi. Don't like it, don't really understand it, can't get into it. I will not be partaking.
+ Medieval. Can't get into it and I'm not good at writing it.
+ Historical. Which is similar to Medieval, I suppose. Same reasons as to why I don't do it. It can be a bit of a grey area, however, as it depends on what you class as historical. I love modern settings, and I classify back to the twenties onwards as modern, but I guess it could be classified as historical? Kinda? Probably not really.

+ Fantasy. Again, another grey area. I'm fine with elements of fantasy, but just straight up fantasy is not for me. Same goes for horror. You want to set it in a terrifying place full of terrifying nightmares? Awesome, that sounds fun. But I want romance in there. How? I don't know. We can put our imagination craniums together and come up with something!

+ Along similar lines: Supernatural. Supernatural elements are fine (ghosts, vampires, werewolves, etc.), but there has to be that romance. Gotta get that romance, people. Just inject it directly into my vein.

What are my rules? Well:

+ As I said up above, I don't do smut. Sorry, my friends.
+ I only RP with people who are eighteen and over, as I fall into that bracket.

+ I write a minimum of four paragraphs. I can go many more if I am inspired and also not on my mobile. I'm sorry if that number fluctuates, but as I said, I'm sometimes on mobile and it’s uncomfortable to write so much. Plus, replies tend to look bigger than they actually are on mobile, so I might think that I've written more than I actually have if I don't look at the character count.

+ Please be able to write just as much as me! If you'd like to write more, then that's great. I would love to read your clever words.
+ Spelling and grammar. Everyone makes mistakes - I make them, you make them (probably?), we all make them. I'd just like it if you could keep the mistakes to a minimum, and I'll do just the same for you!

+ If you don't like the RP, please tell me. We can try and fix it! If you still don't like it, there's no hard feelings. I really hope that you find a plot you enjoy a lot more! Along the same lines, if you don't like how I write, that's okay. Sometimes styles don't mesh well. I'll wish you luck in finding someone who compliments your own writing better!

+ I'm frequently online but may not be able to reply every time I am. Aside from real life commitments, I'm not always in the mood to write, or may be without my muse for a while. I try to keep up the posting as much as I can, though! And I will tell you when I know that I'm going to be away for a long period.

+ OOC chat is fun, and I like it. If you don't really want to talk to me, that's okay, but I might be a bit sad about that. </3
Really though, I'd love it if we could be friends.

I think that's about it! Likely not, this bio will never be left as is. I am never satisfied.
But if you like what you see here now, why not send me a message and we could maybe roleplay? Or even just have a chat!

Most Recent Posts

In Camp Corona → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Good morning-ish, guys. It's not quite close enough to qualify as afternoon.
In Fugitive Powers → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Good morning-ish afternoon, my loves. Yeah, you're all my loves.
In Fugitive Powers → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Yolanda jolted awake as the train conductor called for all to get off. The end of the line. She mentally cursed herself for falling asleep. How could she be so reckless? Smacking her cheek lightly as a way of waking herself up further, she stood up and joined the small crowd exiting the train. Yolanda eventually stepped out onto the platform and glanced up at the sign that displayed the name of the station.

Rockaway Station. She wasn't sure if she had ever been down this way before, at least not via this route. Shrugging slightly, she moved through the crowd and out into the street, attempting to look as inconspicuous as possible. Her appearance made that all the more difficult. Squinting through the still falling rain, she spotteda sheltered bus stop with a perhaps less than pleasant looking man sitting on the bench within.

Yolanda gave pause at the man but decided it would be more suspicious not to take a seat. She was just a girl waiting for a bus. Nothing more. Jogging through the rain, she arrived shortly at the bus stop and sat down, perhaps a little further from the man than would be deemed just social etiquette. She set her bag down at her feet and removed her jumper, adrenaline having heated her body.
In Fugitive Powers → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
I have no idea if the train I'm on actually goes to that station but I'm going to say it does. :P
In Camp Corona → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Yolanda had left the table of strangers to follow Claire on the tour, silently taking it all in. It was a beautiful place, she had to admit, and it seemed quite high class. She recalled staying in places that boasted three and a half and higher stars that didn't have the same kind of quality of accommodation. She smiled a little at the leader, bemused at her attitude. Yolanda wondered briefly if all the officials at the camp were just as full of life and joy. She thought that might grate on her nerves after awhile.

She realised that a question had been asked about inquiries. She had learnt to always ask questions, something her father had instilled in her at a young age. 'A questioning mind shows intelligence', he had often said. Yolanda missed him. Shaking her head slightly, she stepped forward from the group and cleared her throat.

"I have a question," She said, her accent prominent. "I know that there is a twenty four hour buffet. But is there any kind of curfew in place?"
In Fugitive Powers → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Would anyone be partial to plotting with me?
Yeeaah, see that? That's right, I know some RP lingo. Thanks, Tumblr RPs.

Um. Anyway. Yeah, would anyone be up for that?
Yolanda needs a [eventual] friend. Or enemy. Or lover. It don't matter.
In Users in Australian timezone wanted → 10 yrs ago Forum: Roleplaying Discussion
Hey, guys.
So, I'm in Australia and that of course, poses an issue for me due to timezones. I'd love to RP more frequently than I can with users in American timezones. Not to say I don't love to RP with them!

But yeah, I'm not sure what exactly to call the timezone. I know that there is, at least, an hour's difference all around. Currently it is 5:57 in the evening.
If anyone is in this kind of timezone, I'd love to hear from you. I can do most any kind of RP at a casual level but in terms of in game relationships, I don't do 'scenes', you feel? Otherwise, I'm good.

[I don't know whether there are other countries with similar timezones but of course I don't mean exclusively Australians. Just in that timezone].

Thank you!
In Camp Corona → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Yolanda turned and exited the building as she saw that most were gathering near a table occupied by a group of girls. All except one seemed to be enjoying themselves; she focused on the one male who seemed to be less sociable. Ignoring her mantra of 'friends aren't necessary to have a good time', she moved over to the table and stood by it, her arms still folded as she attempted to guess the personalities of each present. Yolanda scowled lightly; it seemed as if most had already formed cliques. She had hoped the camp would be different from high school.
In Fugitive Powers → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Yay, exploitive Yolanda post!
Morning, guys. (:
In Fugitive Powers → 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Yolanda ran through the rain, cursing quietly at her choice of a simple singlet and jeans. She would be soaked to the bone - but at the moment, there were more important things to worry about. Moving her bag up and over her head to provide at least a little shelter from the cold droplets, she ran towards 7th Avenue Subway Station. Yolanda didn't know where she would go when she got onto that subway, only that she wouldn't stop moving. She couldn't stop. She squeezed her eyes shut against the rain and the cold for just a moment.

"I think he's dead." Alu spoke in her quiet voice, just a hint of unsteadiness to it. She was fighting back tears as she looked down at the bird that had crashed into the east facing window of her home. Alu looked up at her sister, a pleading look on her face.

Yolanda looked back at her sister and grimaced slightly. The sweet young girl was right; he was dead. Yet, she seemed to doubt herself. Maybe her big sister could fix it. Maybe her big sister could fix death. Alu thought too highly of her but Yolanda didn't want to disappoint.

"I'll see what I can do, okay?" Yolanda said as she reached for the bird. Her fingers twitched, unsure if she wanted to touch the creature. The bird's wings twitched. She frowned and withdrew her hand, only to have the bird fall forward, as if connected by strings to her fingers. Alu looked up at her sister, her eyes now wide.

"Yolanda, what's happening?"

Yolanda barely heard her as she stood up, her hand still outstretched. The bird followed her lead and jerked up into the air, hanging, clearly dead and yet mimicking life. Alu had stood as well and had run inside, yelling for her parents. The next thing she knew, her mother and farhert were dragging her backwards into the house, away from the bird, who now flopped to the ground as her arm was forced down. She looked down at her hands. What had just happened?

Yolanda tore herself from the memory and found herself at the subway station. Glancing around, she slipped aboard the waiting train, unsure of where it was headed, not caring, and sat down. Her teeth chattered and her hair dripped. She unzipped the bag and removed a jumper that she had luckily made it into her bag. Pulling it on, she wrapped her arms around herself and put her face against hee folded arms, only allowing herself a small, relieved smile as she felt the train begin to move.
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