Willow Rosenberg

[private gift request - way backdated.]

Fri, 28 Dec 2012 21:35:20 GMT

...Give them a book.

Their favorite.

[That's all.

Someone's still a grumpy puss. She's only doing this because you made her. :|]

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14 - accidental video; give up.

Fri, 30 Nov 2012 18:41:07 GMT

[No one should be surprised to see Willow sulking in her room - though perhaps the flash of pink kitty nose might take some aback. It presses against the screen, as Madame Smudge noses the comm. Her paw bats out against it, angling the camera towards her mistress's face.

Willow hasn't seen it yet. She would have wiped the tears away, otherwise. Maybe pasted on a smirk. Instead she's curled up in a ball, head pressing between her thighs. She shudders every few moments, for several minutes, before finally catching sight of the communicator.

Her face transforms instantly. She lunges at it in anger, her cat dodging out of her way. She tosses the communicator away from her. Though it doesn't go black, all that will be visible is her ceiling.]

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013 - video; all grown up (Backdated to a little after the flood).

Mon, 29 Oct 2012 10:17:13 GMT

Not very nice, Admiral. [Her face is twisted into a snarl, the hand not clutching her communicator wrapped into a tight fist. Madame Smudge sits on the bed besides her, the little kittens face looking worried.]

I'm not her anymore. She's dead. They killed her. [Her fist tightened further, enough that blood began to seep from her palm.]

Bastard.

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012 - video; not who she used to be.

Tue, 09 Oct 2012 08:27:46 GMT

[Willow holds a cobweb in her hand, staring at the gossamer strands as if over a great distance. Besides her, Madame Smudge sits on the floor. Immaculate as always, if somewhat haggard from her mistress's lack of recent attention.

When Willow speaks, it's softly - not quite warm but not so cold as it has been of late.]

Used to like Halloween. Me and Xander would dress up and get candy. Was cute.

[She scrunches her hand into a fist, before wiping the sticky webs off on her clothes. Her eyes come back to the present.] Stupid holiday.

The real monsters don't come out on Halloween.

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011 - video; When Life Lets you down.

Thu, 27 Sep 2012 12:13:27 GMT

That was almost fun.

[There's a smirk of a smile on Willow's face. It doesn't reach her eyes.

They aren't angry anymore. They're... not quite anything, really. As dead as she is.]

Not like the boat at all.

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010 - Accidental video; the gift that keeps on giving.

Sun, 09 Sep 2012 04:15:39 GMT

((Backdated to before thursday's NA meeting; because mun is behind. >,> Warning for BDSM references in comments.

She is affected - and lies give her something remarkably similar to hunger pangs. So beware.))

[There's a flash of kitty paws; a bit of black snout from Madame Smudge; and then Willow enters the screen, dressed in her usual leather dress - the only outfit she owns.

A case of true blood lies besides her, along with two books. Those used to such things might recognize them as rather popular titles - though anyone could tell that they're rather... kinky, in their subject matter.

Another of the books lie open in her laps, and one of the bottles in her hand. She tastes it, making a small noise of disapproval.] Blech...

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[009 Video - Don't like this ]

Sun, 26 Aug 2012 08:18:27 GMT

[There's a deep growl emerging from Willow's throat; though she hasn't transformed. There's something huddled in her arms. The observant viewer might even notice that it's moving, a moment before the golden eyes appear. Though Madame Smudge is trying to look stoic, it's quite clear she does not approve of this situation. Looking close enough, they might even find two more pairs of eyes, their owners hidden in the crooks of willow's arms...

The wooden spikes shooting through the walls - missing by mere centimeters in some cases - doesn't seem to be amusing Willow either. If it doesn't dust her, it might just hit the kittens...

The picture shifts for a moment as Willow is forced to leap - a pit of spikes apparently beneath her; she almost misses the ledge... except for the serendipitous ledge, allowing her to catch a foothold.]

Don't like this flood.

ooc: since I'm not sure what's happening with vampires and daylight for this flood yet, you should probably assume that this is at night. ^^

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[008; on the asking for kitty chow - private video and spam for the halls]

Thu, 26 Jul 2012 04:28:18 GMT

Pivate to the admiral: [

Willow's a little fidgety about asking the admiral for anything; for the last month, she's been mostly feeding Madame Smudge little scraps from the meals - but the kitty is fast growing up, and it's not going to be enough.

So, with some trepidation, she uses her com to ask: I... need food; Just... for the kitten? Enough for every day.

Spam for the hallways, and whoever wants it:

[Willow's pretty much just wandering at this point, trying to calm her nerves over actually having asked for something; Madame Smudge - currently splayed held in her arms, head splayed across her breasts - certainly looks satisfied enough, though; and that's some small comfort.

Still, it's not quite enough - and she hopes a walk will calm her down.]

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[007; what are abandonment issues? - video&spam]

Tue, 17 Jul 2012 01:12:08 GMT

Video: [Willow's face is transformed at the start of this - and it doesn't shift back.]

Claudia's gone.

[That's it. No more.]

Spam for anyone who wants it: [Willow's not handling this that well; she's had exactly two (Wanda somewhat count as three) people in her life that have ever really seemed to care. The first one's dead, and the second fled after a weekend in Willow's form. The fact that she's coming back doesn't register - at least not next to the fact that her only goodbye was homework. So far as Willow's concerned, she must really be a monster.

Which is probably why she's walking with her head down, a scowl on her face - now finally returning to human form. She needs something to eat.]

ooc: Backdated to the end of the flood, 'cause derp. DX

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006; don't mess with the kitty - [public video]

Sun, 08 Jul 2012 20:59:05 GMT

[Willow's lips pull back into a vampiric snarl, face momentarily filling the screen before she pulls the camera back, and reveals her position - straddling Medusa, following their fight. For those who can tell such things, Medusa's shoulders are dislocated - her legs possibly damaged as well; and most importantly of all, unconscious, not dead.

She barely seems to notice Madame Smudge, now sniffing at Medusa's head; though she's uncertain how the kitten had escaped her room. She's more fixated on keeping on the snarl, glaring into the camera.]

Nobody threatens my cat.

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005; What do? [Video]

Mon, 02 Jul 2012 12:48:32 GMT

[This one's under a friend filter - a fairly generous one, but a filter all the same; if only to keep to keep it away from Xen.]

....I think someone threatened to dissect me.

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004; Kitty Chow - [Public Video.]

Sun, 01 Jul 2012 04:32:08 GMT

[A pair of yellow eyes momentarily viewed the comm screen, before Willow backed the communicator away - her face carefully still as she struggled to ignore the kitten atop her head, and the smile tugging at the corner's of her mouth.

Madame Smudge, for her part, was more interested in the communicator than the vampire nested beneath her magnificent belly. Her claw darted - momentarily filling up the screen before Willow again maneuvered it away.]

Does anyone know where to get kitty food?

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003; sorry? - [Public Video]

Thu, 21 Jun 2012 22:40:39 GMT

[When the video clicks on, Willow mostly just.... stares at the camera.

There's a lot she wants to say. Or feels she should say. But most of it, she has no idea how to go about saying; or she's downright scared too talk about.

She'll let Claudia reveal the successful re-ensoulment. For now all she says is...]

Sorry.

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Fourth Wall Video

Sat, 09 Jun 2012 05:53:53 GMT

[Willow pouts into her video; she feels... defeated. Trapped by the bracelet on her wrist, and a growing feeling of helplessness as her life is plotted out for her.]

Don't like this place. It's boring.

ooc: People on the ship, people off the ship - Willow wants entertainment, and since she can't find it in the flesh...

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001 what's this? - [public video]

Sat, 26 May 2012 08:08:11 GMT

[It's not quite an accident that Willow's face pops into the screen - Hannibal taught her how to use the thing; now she's just playing on it... and while her once human self would have been gleeful just to see something this advanced....

...this particular version of Willow's more interested in seeing who will show up on the other end.]

Hello?

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