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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

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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

Oh, so it's basically modern fantasy with humans? Or like, set in an earlier time like the 1970's or something? I may be getting this all wrong.
What exactly would that entail? I'm not too hip with the terms for things. Wow, I sound ancient.
"Maybe because we're not crazy." Yolanda mused, taking the rag away from her head and looking down at it, seeing it was now brightly decorated with red. It was quite a pretty colour. She stood and walked over to Daniel, first discarding the rag onto the bed before crossing her arms. "How we can see them isn't the point. The point is, we have to find a way to get rid of them. Because I don't know about you, but I don't want them floating around here, just waiting to strike."
Hey, guys. I'm back with a hankering for an MxM plotline/pairing. I don't have any that I really want to do, I'll leave that up to you. I hate rhyming. Anyway, I'll do pretty much any genre besides historical/medieval, sci-fi or anything to do with animals or animal hybrids. As for-- --No, there's no grilled cheese sandwiches here. I'm sorry for lying to you. As I was saying. As for particular pairings, go for your life. Vampire x Human? Sounds sick. Psychiatrist x Mental Patient? Awesome. Noodles x Cheese? Delicious, but I don't think an RP would work for it. Now, genres. As you can probably see from the tags and as aforementioned, I'm interested in pretty much all besides the ones listed above. I also really enjoy horror and thriller, psychological being one of my favourites. And now, requirements and details! Super boring, but necessary: - I live in Australia. So, timezone is weird but I reply as I can. I'm on most every day. - I write anywhere from two to four paragraphs and beyond. I'd like someone who can do the same or write more so that prompts me to write more. - Acceptable grammar and spelling is awesome. Of course, mistakes are made and it's fine! - I don't do smut. However, I do relationships, flirting, dubious situations, etc. The 18+ warning was for possible gore and suchness if it was a horror plot. - I prefer to RP via PM. And that is the end of my topic. Thank you for paying attention, even if it's just to the gifs. Chuck me a message or reply here and we can work something out while I clumsily attempt to befriend you.
Yolanda held the rag to her head, pulling it back briefly to look at how heavily she was bleeding. Her own blood had always sort of fascinated her; she knew it only came about when there was an injury, and knew that pain should be there, too. Sometimes, ludicrously, she wished to experience pain, just once. Placing the rag back to her head, she contemplated Daniel's question. "I don't know if there's a reason, but you can see the connection, can't you?" She used her other hand to gesture to her head. "We both got hit on the head and we could suddenly see them. I don't know what that means, but it can't be just a coincidence."
Yolanda hadn't looked at Daniel for the duration of his story, only looking at him when he had revealed his scar. Her mind felt a little confused, a little disoriented, a little tired. It all combined to slowly eat away at her already thinning sanity. She shouldn't be here. She shouldn't be in an asylum, discussing what shouldn't be there. Then again, what else was there to do? She bit at her thumbnail, staring down at the floor. There was a faded stain on the linoleum and she wondered how it got there. The blonde glanced up at Daniel for a moment before returning her eyes to the floor. "When I was little, my parents would tell me this story," Yolanda murmured, her thumb falling away from her mouth and into her lap. "Death had grown tired over history. He was exhausted, growing more and more weary as the years wore on and the human population continued to grow." As she spoke, she moved her shoe against the stain, as if trying to erase it. "So, he hired help. Souls, those who didn't mind stealing away human life. He distributed them throughout the world. But he made a mistake. The souls, they were almost at the level of demons. They didn't want to help the dead to the other side as he had for so long, rather steal the souls for themselves." Yolanda turned to look at Daniel then, suddenly looking tired and continuing in a resigned tone. "He had already taught them how to harvest souls. He could never truly stop them. So, now they roam around, taking souls for themselves rather than showing them the light." The woman smiled thinly and it looked wrong, as if the corners of her mouth had been simply pulled up by invisible strings. "Isn't it funny what parents tell their kids?"
Yolanda instinctively took a step back at the sound, as if trying to distance herself from the sound itself. For the first time during their time together, she didn't want to retort to Silas' command. She didn't want to argue or playfully defy. She wanted to listen, and that was just what she did. The blonde moved to a corner of the room, sitting down and pulling her knees up to her chest before wrapping her arms around them. She was suddenly aware of how cold it was in the room, and shivered, allowing her chin to rest on the top of her knees. That sound had made reality come crashing back into her concious mind. Silas was really a criminal, had really taken her hostage and they had really kissed. Yolanda felt sick.
Abaddon flew for a while, attempting to sense the angel. It seemed that she was, whether conciously or not, blocking him out. He could sense her slightly, a kind of buzzing sound indicating whether he was getting closer or not. The buzzing grew much louder as he neared a familiar scene. Landing softly on the roof top, he saw and felt her at the same time. More than that, he felt her sadness, her regret and shame. That turned his stomach a little, but he moved towards her nonetheless. "The world is falling, isn't it, angel?" He asked softly, his words reminiscent of the first he had spoken to her.
Yolanda gripped his other arm, forcing his attention towards her. "Look at me. Look at me, Daniel," She said firmly, shaking him slightly. "You need to calm down. We both need to relax. Otherwise one of those dumbass orderlies will come in and throw us in a padded cell." She lead him over to the bed and sat him down before taking a seat beside him. "You need to take a moment to think. When was the first time you saw them?"
Yolanda breathed hard as she looked at Daniel, her hands squeezed into tight fists as she tried to calm down. She took a moment to process all that he was saying; they were real? How could they be? If he knew about them, how could they not? She closed her eyes tightly for a few moments before nodding slowly and standing up. She walked with him to her room, opening the door tentatively, peering in first before stepping inside. Yolanda immediately turned to him and gripped him by the arm. "What the fuck is going on?" She demanded in a whisper yell. "How do you know what I saw?"
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