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Current It ain’t easy being a bird parent ~
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@nooget bird: ‘you … CLIP the CLAWS ??? you sniP SNIP????? oooh jail !!! jail for you for 10000 years !!!!’
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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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Happy birthday to me! 🥳
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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!

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Sounds good to me!
Forgot to mention that I don't do sex scenes. Hope that's not a problem.
I'm feeling seduction, death or creation of nightmares. What do you think?
Thanks. Interested to see the demon OCs. :3
Here's my CS. :3

Name: Yolanda Grieg
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 132 lbs

Appearance: Yolanda is average in height and slender in build with faint muscle definition. She has short hair that has been slicked back and dyed bleach blonde. Pale skinned. She has dark brown eyes, which in contrast with her skin, appear to be black. The pale skin of her back has been elaborately inked with the solid lines of a tattoo depicting a grotesque scene of demons and the Devil himself.

Personality: Yolanda is a sly woman. Conniving and secretive, it's often difficult to tell what she is about to do. Despite this, however, she is loyal to those she feels are deserving. Once her loyalty has been secured, she is protective and fierce. Yolanda has a tendency to be sarcastic, dryly humorous and cynical but has the capacity to be kind and tender. Able to be extremely persuasive when need be. She has a touch of nihilsm to her.

Yolanda likes to keep her emotions in check but sometimes loses control. When angered or frightened, she lashes out at any who surround; whether it be friends, family or strangers. She often enters a period of regret after these episodes, though the level of regret is relative to how firmly she believes her anger or fear was justified

Other: Yolanda was born and raised in South Africa and as such has a strong South African accent. She is able to speak both Afrikaans and English fluently. She has always had an interest in both the occult and both the good and evil of religion, hence her tattoo.
Abaddon was silent for what seemed like hours but was truly only minutes. "I was dissatisfied with how things were going in heaven. I was bored and felt suffocated," He glanced up at the sky, as if in a silent beg for forgiveness. "You would never know how persuasive a few pretty words can be to someone who felt as I did."

He was, of course, referring to his master. The one loathed by above and feared below. Lucifer. The fallen angel didn't fall without reason, nor did he do so alone. Afterall, his plan had been to overthrow heaven. How could he do that by himself?
Abaddon's eye twitched, suppressed rage boiling too close to the surface. "I was beautiful," He whispered, looking down now. The rage seemed to ebb away, replaced by something akin to sadness.

"I was...majestic. I had strong wings, beautifully feathered. Everyone was envious of them. I was a strong warrior, too. One of the strongest."

Abaddon glanced back up at Camael, looking vaguely pained. He was out of control and he knew it, hated it, but could do nothing to rectify it. Not now.
Abaddon's smile fell as he suddenly un-crossed his arms and stalked over to Camael, coming within inches of the angel, caring not for the consequences of his actions. It was his turn to radiate anger.

He knew that angels were self righteous but something about her tone angered him. Demons were arrogant? Had no one met an angel?

"You know nothing of the destruction of beauty," He growled in a low voice, eyes dark. "Nothing. Do you truly believe, that I was always like this? Do you?"

Abaddon's hands twitched by his sides, wishing for nothing more than to rip the angel's throat. He was constrained - barely. "You know nothing." He repeated, in an even quieter tone.
Abaddon heaved a sigh as he slowly crossed his arms, furthering the image of peace. "Why do I seek chaos? Because it's fun. That's all; it's fun. It makes demons feel something in their rotted chests," He allowed her to catch his gaze and smiled. "I'm sorry if you were looking for something more profound. But really, everything needn't be so complex. Not everything has a deeper meaning."

He shifted his gaze and looked out into the sky, the smile never wavering. "Do you really think that humans don't do things for the simple exhibition, the fun? Charles Manson, Jeffrey Dahmer. They weren't mentally disturbed. Their brains weren't wired wrong by your Creator," Abaddon's smile stretched into a grin as he looked back at the angel. "They simply knew how to have a good time."
Yolanda stared at him as he spoke, inwardly groaning at his attempts at lying. Whether he knew it or not, his forced neutrality of an expression only made his unconscious tics more obvious. Her mother had taught her how to read a person a few months before she had left on her travels. "Just so you know whether someone is trying to cheat you." Her mother had said.

She went over the statements again in her mind, replaying how Baylen's mouth had moved around the words, looking for hesitations between words. She smiled at him, though it was less a friendly gesture and more a thinly veiled sneer. "You're a fucking bad liar," Yolanda commented abruptly. "You're not an alcohol person. What are you into, shrooms? Weed? Yeah. Anything but alcohol."
Abaddon raised a slightly shaking hand to his chin and wiped away the blood before turning back to Camael with a thin smile. "I'm perfectly fine. I'm surprised that you care," He put on his jacket, which had been hanging over his shoulder, and straightened his tie. "So, even demons are worthy of compassion, hmm? That's quite admirable, given the circumstances."

He stepped closer to her in a respectively short manner, his arms remaining by his side in a show of peace. "As I was saying, Camael, I simply enjoy your company. I think it would be quite something to watch the world burn with you," Abaddon's smile grew. "And, I think you're not entirely opposed to my company, either, despite your vehement display."
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