I Am Legend; a Discord-based RP

Thank you, both LadySeer and WonhosTiddies for applying!

I'll be PMing you both shortly!

Wolvden User: Skyblaze #3120

Discord User: @SkyTheStorian #5585

Knowledgeable on IAL movie: Yes

Typical Response Length/Time: I'm not always on, but I am very active. It can take from a couple of minutes, to maybe an hour if I'm writing something particularly long. The length itself can vary from 2 paragraphs to several, as long as I have enough time to expand on what my character is doing.

Roleplay Sample:

It had been a long day for Acacia. Her limbs were sore, eyes tired, and it hurt to keep moving, to keep swimming through the salty water, but move she did. She couldn't afford to stay in one place for too long, not with that ridiculous bounty on her head, with the Hunters after her. A shudder rolled through her lithe frame, and she shook out her folded wings in an effort to get the heavy water off, and hauled herself onto the white beach, letting the fine sand roll over her scales.

'Was it worth it in the end?' Acacia wondered, her eyes fluttering closed. As she struggled to breath through her torn chest, she asked herself, 'Did it really change anything?'  After all that careful planning, after all the losses, after her family was torn apart, and this is the result? A banishment, and blood staining her talons.

'It's still there. I can see it.' She thought distantly, clutching her neck. Acacia could feel the dark red substance on her claws, and wished she wouldn't care. Not because of her still-bleeding wounds that burned against the warmth of the sand. When she first hit the water to try and get away from the Hunters, she thought that the blood would've finally come off. She sat up, digging furrows in the fine sand as she stared at the red claws, breathing quickening. Acacia could feel the panic welling up, just under her chest, and stood. The female swayed, but steadied herself, and looked towards the dark, warm, jungle in front of her. 

The breeze swirled around her, and the paw clutching at her neck came down onto the sand. The sun coming down on the jungle painted it in a beautiful light, and the warm scent that was familiar and yet so strange beckoned her forward. The female stumbled forwards almost clumsily, before grounding herself again and continuing. As soon as her paws left the sand and stepped onto the strange, warm-soft-comforting moss, a melody passed her ears for just a second, and she breathed. 

Maybe she was always meant to run away from the Kingdom. In a palace filled of blood everywhere she looked, maybe she was better off here. "I'm home." She whispered.