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Player Info
Name: Alisha/Inmydreamswils
Age: 22 going to be 23 in September
E-Mail: wolfy_willow86@yahoo.com
AIM: Wolfywillow86
Previous RP Experience: I’ve been Rping as long as I can remember; I believe I started back on AOL chats as a character named Cynthia Kiss. And moved on to myspace a year or so later, I started off as a one line roleplayer and than met a group of people who told me to shape up and write more. Than it was no turning back for me; now I Rp no less than three Paragraphs. Grammar is a little rough along with spelling, thank goodness for spell check. If I mess up on something let me know and I will go back and fix it. Right now I Roleplay as a Tara on Myspace, and I also roleplay as Ephiny from Xena.


Character Information
Name: Willow Danielle Rosenberg
Nickname(s): Wils, Green eyed girl, Black eyed girl, Red, hot mama-yama, truck driving Magic Mamma, Cletus the slack jawed yokel, Darth-Rosenberg and so on. I have many names and thou I am not proud of most of them you may call me Willow or Wils and yes even Red, thou hot mama-yama wouldn’t be bad either –Wink-
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Lesbian, yep 100% women lover
Age: March 24, 1981
Place of birth: Sunnydale, California
Marital Status: Dating Kennedy, I’m very happy.
Affiliation: I have plenty of Affiliations; I’ve got Watchers, Slayer, Vampires and Demon friends. It makes good for when you have to call in favors. Since the hellmouth closed I keep in touch with those smart enough to leave, Like Clem. What a good demon guy and boy does he like his snacks.
Occupation: Well right now I’m just coasting around, finding slayers and bringing them to the hotel in LA. I was working with Robin Wood for a while and decided it would be faster to just go on my own. Now I’m looking to help some Wicca’s in training and keep them from traveling down the same path of darkness.
Powers: I’m a Wicca, I got the basic spell casting; Conjuration, transmutation and floating pencils. Now I can do a whole lot more, advanced stuff. I just learned how to fly without going all black roots and scary eyes, so that’s kinda neat.
Personality: Well if you ask most people they would say unsure of myself, well at least I use to be. I didn’t think I could do anything worth doing, than when I met Buffy she helped me get over that. I use to be shy but now I find myself talking to perfect strangers, I’m kind and friendly as long as you don’t make me cranky.
Appearance:
Height: 5’3
Build: Skinny and medium I guess you can say I’m average. I am a little short but hey it’s not the size that counts, but the size of your heart.
Weight: About 125-130
Eye color: Green
Ethnicity: Jewish American
Freckles: Shoulders and in several places you’ll never see –grins- well unless you my girlfriend.
Tattoo’s: Well I’m thinking about it, but nothing to butch.
Piercings: Nope Pierce free, thou my girlfriend does have a tongue ring.
Scars: Well I got a faint bite mark on my neck from Harmony trying to bite me.
Birthmarks: Nope, none on my person.
Dress style: Well I like to dress as casual as I can. in high school, well I don’t even want to talk about that. College it got better and I find myself finding better clothes of the more grown-up nature. So I dress young and cooler than I use to, but not young and sulty because – well just no.
Hair color: Red
Hair Length: Its about to the middle of my back now, I’m thinking of cutting it again. I’m not sure yet, maybe go for the shorter style I had back in my first year of College? a little bit above the shoulders?
Hair Style: Hair down and curving at my face just a little bit. it does curl a little bit at the bottom, its not crazy curls. In high school it just flopped down and stayed and didn’t move, so I use a new shampoo and conditioner and boom, I got bounce and wave and curl.
History: I was born in Sunnydale, California to my very Jewish Father and Mother, Ira and Shelia Rosenberg. Thou my parents are always working I do my best to stop by and see them when I can. Family is important even if they didn’t make a giant effort, I never wanted to miss out on there lives. When Mrs. Summers died it made me realize that anything could happen and from that moment on I decided to visit my parents more.

I have a childhood best friend, Xander Harris, who I am still best friends with to this day. Were always there for each other and he always makes me feel better when I’m down. He makes me crazy sometimes but not as much as he did in high school. I tried everything to get him to notice me, but the only one he ever noticed were all the other pretty girls. Cordelia Chase was a prime example of Slut bomb 101, but Cordelia changed over the years, helping the helpless.

College was a whole new experience and I was very excited, and I couldn’t wait for things to begin. For the first semester things were kind of crazy, I had this roommate who had party’s all the time. But when we found out that Buffy’s roommate was a demon and was sent back to where she belonged, well me and Buffy became roomies. Everything was great until I started to notice Oz looking at someone else, a girl who was the lead singer of a band. Veruca. One day I was bringing Oz breakfast because he was always hungry in the morning during the full moon and there they were, Cuddle close. He explained that she was a werewolf too and he took her into the cage to protect the people of Sunnydale, but I knew there was something more. Oz Left not to long after that, I was heartbroken and caused a little trouble.

I joined the campus Wicca group and met someone that would change my life forever. Tara Maclay was sweet and funny and a great friend, we did magic together and we talked about everything. As we spent more time together, I came to realize this was turning into something very new, at that moment I was falling in love with my new friend and I knew she felt the same way. We started dating secretly a week later, I was afraid to come out to my friends, afraid of what they would think. I did tell them about it eventually, Oz had come back and it kind of came out into the open. Now I had to choose between my high school sweetheart and the new love of my life, in the end I picked Tara.

For the next year and a half we all were faced with terrible things. that year we face Adam, a cyborg-human-demon mix that was created by me and Buffy’s psychology professor Maggie Walsh. The next year we fought a hell goddess name Glory, who was forced out of her dimension and made to share a body with a human man named Ben. The goddess was in search of a Key, a mystical energy that monks formed into a human being and sent to Buffy; a sister named Dawn. She needed Dawn’s blood to get back to her own world, but in the process people got hurt, Tara got hurt. Dawn was saved and Tara was back to normal, but Buffy sacrificed herself to save the world.

Buffy was dead and we were planning to bring her back to life. Tara, Xander, Anya and I had a plan to bring Buffy back from the dead. Using the urn of Osiris, it was hard and difficult but I endured everything I had to. At first we didn’t think we brought her back, because the urn was crushed and we had to make a quick escape. She turned up later, dazed confused and empty. We thought she was pulled from a hell dimension, but It wasn’t until much later when she revealed she wasn’t in a Hell dimension, but in heaven.


I started doing heavy magic’s and hurting the people I loved, Tara. I used magic to make her forget a fight we had, and she got angry with me. I understand now, isn’t it funny how you always understand when it’s too late? She told me not to do magic for one week and than she would stay with me, I couldn’t even last a half a day before I magically decided to make Buffy and Tara forget there pains. Of course it backfired and everyone forgot who they were, even me. Tara left once the spell was reversed and she stayed away for a while, but once I finally kicked the habit of magic, and only after I place Dawn’s life in jeopardy did I really see the course I was on. When she came back it was the happiness three days of my life, but on that third day it all came crashing down.

This year our nemeses weren’t the grand demons or vampires we were use to fighting. This year it was three little boys, Warren, Jonathan, and Andrew (Tuckers brother), when Buffy stopped Warren’s last plan he was looking for revenge. Warren had a gun and came into Buffy’s backyard, he shot her and than as he was leaving the last Bullet fired came thorough the window and killed Tara. I went to the darkest place I had ever been, at first I was looking for vengeance and than it turned into something more, something primal. I wanted Justice I wanted blood and not just from the man who shot the bullet but anyone who dare sided with that murder. If not for Buffy I would have killed Jonathan and Andrew too, I would have done worse than flay them alive like I did with Warren.

Buffy had stopped me twice from killing them and than we faced off. It pains me to think I could have killed her, would have to if Giles hadn’t stopped me. Giles and I had a fight and near the end of it I sucked his magic’s, it was nothing like I ever felt before. Soon I felt everything and everyone, I felt everyone’s pain and suffering and I knew I had to make it stop. I went to Kingman’s bluff and raised an old temple; I was going to burn earth to a cinder. The magic Giles had allowed me to suck from him sparked a small ounce of humanity I had left, and all Xander had to do was tell me he loved me and the world was saved.

Giles had taken me to England to be reformed, helping me harness my powers for good rather than evil. I wasn’t done with my training before I was whisked away back to Sunnydale. A great evil was coming and I would be needed there, I wasn’t sure if I would be welcomed back after what I had done. I took it a day at a time and eventually bad things started to happen, false messages coming to me from The First itself. Telling me Tara was talking to me, trying to get me to end my life. We tried to research it and came up with nothing, not until Giles appeared on our doors with three potential slayers.

Kennedy was persistent and commanding and she had fallen in love with me. She was pretty and gorgeous and loved me for me and soon we were dating but not before Amy placed a Hex on me. So the first time I kissed Kennedy I turned into him, into Warren. My mind had picked the form of punishment and soon he started to take over my body slowly. I found myself in the backyard of Buffy’s house, gun pointed at Kennedy and ready to fire. Kennedy talked me down and slowly helped me come to terms with Tara’s death, she brought me back with a kiss.

The battle with The First had many causalities and a lot of fights among the group. In the end we even had Faith’s help; she had come back from LA with me when I helped restore Angel’s soul. By the end of the fight, Sunnydale was just a big hole in the ground. All because the potentials weren’t potentials any longer, they were slayers. I harnessed the power of the scythe and turned them all into Slayers, connecting me with a power beyond the darkness.
Favorite song? I got several, Fate and Pain from Dingo’s ate my baby. Sugar water from Cibo Matto, not sure why I like that song but it makes me feel like dancing slowly and sex with someone, oh did I just say that out loud? Err um, Wild horses from Sundays and That kind of love from Alison Krauss. I think I should stop now or we’ll be here all day, -chuckles-
Favorite Color? I like Blue, Red, and Yellow the best. I’m a fan of the rainbow too, -grins-
Favorite number? Um, 23?
Favorite day of the week? I like Fridays, because that means I get the weekend off (if I’m lucky). Saturdays and I do I like the mid week reports I have to turn in, so Wednesday’s too.
Downfalls/weaknesses: Chocolate and sappy romance movies, so if there is a marathon on than don’t expect much from me. –Laughs-, well I guess my downfalls can be how easy I was sucked into the dark place. I mean I was all fueled by grief but still, I let myself get to the place I never wanted to be in, a place where I became darkness itself. I hurt the people I cared about, its not a pleasant memory but it’s a weakness and a downfall.
Talents/Strengths: Well I’m good with computers and can hack into government files with ease, well with timely like ease. I can do spells that can take out several vampires at a time; I can cook and sing but not very good so don’t ask me. I’m smart I have a 4.0 as my college GPA, lets see what else; Ohhh I can also kick butt in a game of scrabble?
Likes/Favorites: Ok here’s a list of things I like, Chocolate, Pizza, Romantic comedies, action movies, magic, Computers, Pancakes, beaches, moonlight, sunsets, sunrises mostly. I like cuddling with my girl and I like it when we solve a mystery, it gives me that good feeling inside. I like homework, tests and books. I like the sounds of rolling waves and the smell of lilac and fabric softener. I like seafood and Mexican food, oh and the double meat palace medley meal. Starbucks and Dunkin Donuts and the mountains and Rain. I like the smell of spring time and I like summer, I like the smell of incense and candles. Their are a lot of things I like and I could probably keep going and going.
Dislikes: Oh dislikes now aright, I defiantly dislike Evil, demons, and soulless vampires. I hate ignorant people, waiting in line at the RMV, feeling alone, being alone, losing someone I love, losing control of my power, I hate snakes and spiders and other creepy crawly bugs. Fighting with my girlfriend, being apart from her for to long and horses still creep me out.
Hobbies? I like to study on my spare time, ancient texts; Latin is the most fun. I like spending time sleeping these days, does that count as a hobby? Well it should if it doesn’t. I like to do crosswords and puzzles and trying to get better at handling weapons, I mean a basic stake and axe can get tedious. I’ve also started to study different languages; I’m starting with Chinese languages. Poor Cho Ann, she’s still having trouble speaking English.
How does your character relax? Times are getting harder and harder and relaxing time comes far and few. I try and keep my cool these days and try to prepare myself for whatever comes, I get as much down time as a slayer does, very little. I mostly mediate or spend time relaxing on a beach somewhere, its all very Zen. I read romance novels and surf the web and spend time cuddling with Kennedy.
What’s your character’s biggest fear? Oh well that’s easy, become the ultimate evil. Becoming what I once was again, dark haired and black-eyed scary vein-y Willow. Something so bad happening that I find myself returning to the dark place I said I would never return to, and also losing the one I love again. If Kennedy would die I don’t know how I would react, I don’t know if I could stand to lose another love.
What’s your characters greatest dream? I don’t dream for something great anymore, my last biggest dreams thou was to spend the rest of my life with Tara. To spend the rest of my life with her and only her, to have a family and live a normal life one day. Well you know what, I guess I would like that to. To spend the rest of my life with Kennedy. I know Tara wouldn’t want me to be unhappy, so maybe I can have a long and happy life with Kennedy?
Religion? Jewish/Wicca, hey I can be both. There is no law saying I can—well ok that part about putting no other gods before me, but I can’t completely turn my back on my heritage can I? My father would crucify me, literally. I had to hide a cross in my room when Angel was Angelus, if my father saw that he would have had a heart attack.
What’s something your character finds beautiful that most people wouldn’t? I think math is beautiful and most people don’t. I don’t know it’s just something about doing the math and cracking a code that is beautiful to me. Its weird I know, but Binary, Calculus, Algebra its come natural to me and it’s sort of comforting.
PB: Alyson Hannigan
Journal: http://inmydreamswils.insanejournal.com/profile
Writing Sample:

S1.

Willow sat on the mountain peak just before sunset, she watched as the sky turned from blue to spectacular colors of purple, orange and gold. it was beautiful and she had seen so many like it before. She had been all over the world these days, and she never thought anything would come of her life. What if she were a normal girl, what if vampires and demons never existed? Would she have gone to Harvard or Yale or maybe even Oxford? Would she have gotten married to Oz if he were not a werewolf? Those were some of the question she had once asked herself and now she rather be doing nothing but this. Helping Slayers come to terms with their abilities and helping fellow witches keep on the straight path. she was doing good in this world and she wanted nothing else but too keeping doing good.

Willow had stopped to relax and enjoy the beautiful surrounding of this world. It had been weeks since she had just taken time for her, to sit and enjoy nature. To watch it bloom and become one with everything around her, to help it grow. Smiling she placed a hand over a small patch of dirt and focused, suddenly a flower rose from the soil and she smiled. “Hello little flower.” she grinned and petted its gentle pedals and smelled its beautiful fragrance. “Back you go.” she waved it goodbye as she sent it back into the earth, back to where it belonged. She folded her legs underneath her and closed her eyes, listening to the sounds of nature. The clouds were rolling in from the west, it was going to storm. She could smell it in the air and her body tingled with anticipation. She loved the smell of rain and the way it tasted on her tongue and on her skin. She loved how the rain made her hair cling to the sides of her face, and how it cooled her down from a hot day.

S2.

Willow had been away for months and now she was finally going home, home into the arms of the woman who helped make everything so clear. She had missed Kennedy very much and these last months had been hard without her. Without someone holding her close and kissing her lips and she couldn’t wait to wrap her arms around her and feel those lips on hers again. She had called Kennedy at the last stop and would again when she arrived in LA; one hour from now. She sat in her first class seat, enjoying her complimentary meal and the crappy movie that played. It was something about sports so she had removed the headphone twenty minutes ago. Willow Decided to just mediate to her Ipod’s play list.

-Ten Minutes later-

Willow could not concentrate on her mediation; she missed Kennedy way to much. She wanted to express how much and would once in Kennedy’s arms. Audience or not she would take Kennedy’s lips into a steamy hot kiss and not stop. It wouldn’t take that much to get Kennedy to respond, she was sure Kennedy missed her just as much. Her mind flashed back to the last time they were together, how it felt like she could never let go. That next morning she would be off with Robin and leaving Kennedy behind, they would apart for the first time since they started dating. Willow had been right it was hard to let her go and when she held Kennedy in her arms that day, she felt the tears sting her eyes. “I'll miss you everyday.” Kennedy had whispered in her ear and Willow replied back, “I'll miss you more.”

S3.

Willow let out a yawn and licked her lips, her mouth was dry and rough. She reached for her canister of water and twisted the cap off. the water was so cool, Beads of water perspired down the sides. She brought it to her lips and let out a small sound of satisfaction and than placed the cap back on and wedged it between the rocks again. She pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them tightly, her mind still spinning and her eyes puffy and red from all the crying she had done. How long had she been back, how long had Tara stayed away? When she had laid eyes on Tara she had thought it was The First, or a sick cruel joke some enemy was playing on her? But than Tara’s eyes connected with hers and she felt the spark, Willow had stumbled backwards and ran the moment she saw her. She was unable to face this now, so she ran.

Willow looked to the sky; it was a clear blue with white wispy clouds. The sun shown brightly in the sky but Willow didn’t care; today it felt as if her world was coming to an end. She closed her eyes and let the warmth of the sun warm her skin, but she still felt numb inside. She jumped as her cell phone went off, she reached into her pocket and pulled it out. It said; Xander. She sighed and weighted the pros and cons of this call, asking herself if she should answer? He probably make her feel better, but she just couldn’t face Tara right now. He probably convince her to come home anyways and sort it all out, but she didn’t want to do that. Willow wanted to be alone right now; she needed to sort it all out in her head. Her phone stopped ringing and she sighed in relief and looked back towards the sky.

S4.

“The Happiest moment of my life, well ok maybe not the happiest moment of my life. Their are a few close ones, when I was six and met Xander for the first time. I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him and than when I learned to ride a bike. The first time I learned to use a computer and hack into files, files I probably wasn’t suppose to be in—don’t look at me like that its fun. Oh and when I got my very first A+ in school, that’s when I knew education was important. Than when I met Tara and now you, you’re the most important thing in my life now and I never ever want that to change. Your apart of me forever and I won’t lose you without a fight. From this moment on I--I am breathing.” Willow stuck out her tongue and than kissed her girlfriend’s lips, smiling when she broke apart.

*~*~*~*

Willow squeezed her eyes shut as Tara stood several feet behind her and hummed there song. It was too much for her to take in, to many memories and to many pains. “Stop.” Willow’s voice was barely above a breath, so Tara probably didn’t hear her. Minutes passed and she found herself humming gently with Tara now. Tears running down her cheeks faster than before and than finally she couldn’t take it anymore, the sound of Tara’s voice and even her smell was way too much. She felt her body react and magic crackled from her fingertips, she yelled once more causing the ground to shake around her as the rain slapped against them both like hale, “Your not her!” she watched as Tara finally stopped and stepped back, tears in her own eyes now. “c-can’t be her.” Willow collapsed to her knees and instinctively Tara reached out her hand and tried to touch, Willow recoiled. If Tara touched her it would be true, it would be her and everything would be different again. Now backed into a Wall, Tara moved in closer and lightly traced her fingertips over Willow’s tear stained cheeks.

“T-tara?” she saw the blonde nod and than instinct kicked in, pure instinct. She wrapped her arms around Tara and cried as she hummed their song. When Willow was calm she looked up to Tara’s face and spoke, wiping her tears away. “I did terrible things that I can never forgive myself for, I lost myself in darkness and I let myself go. You were gone and I didn’t care who I hurt anymore, I hurt our friends and nearly killed them all. With the help of Giles, Xander stopped me from destroying the world. I couldn’t even stay for your funeral, I couldn’t say goodbye. I was never able to say goodbye not until—oh god Kennedy I—Tara what should I do please tell me what I should do. I don’t want to hurt anyone I don’t want to make anyone hurt, not again.”

“D-do w-what m-makes you H-happy.”