Mira walked out onto the field prepared for a good try-out. Even if Evander was vice captain she wasn't going to take it negatively. Taking a breath as she adjusted her broom in her hand, Mira looked over at Evander as she took a form. "Hello Evander, congratulations on making vice captain. I'm sure you'll take care of the team after Benjamin and I are gone."She said with a smile as she absentmindedly filled out the form. "Of course I expect we'll have an impressive year as always."She added before handing the form in. There now that it was done and over with all she had to do is wait. Glancing around for a moment she could only wonder where their captain was.
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Username: murruelecreuset Character's Name: Mira Mitchell House: Slytherin Year: Seventh Year Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: Six Years Any Special Skill: Mean Swing, Dang Healthy, Deft Dodger First Choice Position: Beater Second Choice Position: Chaser
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Status:Finally year, let's make it memorable. With:Fellow Slytherins... Evander
OOC: Saving --- - Aimed at --- - Total Roll: --- 3 or lower = miss, + 16 = save AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 Hitting, +8 AC, +6 Other (Exp + Flying) Special Skills: Mean Swing, Dang Healthy, Deft Dodger Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life] [Life]
Anger and resentment, A dark path you tread, I would be careful, young one, But, I know where you belong... Slytherin!
Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2016 8:52 pm
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Tristan arrived on the pitch fairly early—earlier than the captain anyway—he didn't see the seventh year anywhere. Everyone else was here pretty much, except his sister and a few other players. With his father's old broom perched over his right shoulder, he acknowledged his teammates with a quick nod then moved to fill out his form and work on his stretches.
Username: Essy ze Ninja Character's Name: Tristan Hastings House: Slytherin Year: Fourth Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 3 Any Special Skill: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Dang Healthy, First Choice Position: Beater Second Choice Position: Reserve
Raymond Ara Yuko Second Year Slytherin Pureblood Parselmouth
Location : Slytherin Try-outs - Quidditch Pitch
Raymond was only taking advanced flying to get him outside during the week. He was only trying out for the team because his mother had talked him into it. Honestly Raymond didn't care much for the sport but at least he was trying to be more of a team player. He'd try anyways if he didn't like it he just wouldn't tryout next year.
Walking onto the field Raymond spotted... that's right Leon... 'Why is he here...?' He thought not wanting anything to do with him after well everything... Keeping his composer, he completely ignored Leon's existence and grabbed a tryout form. Taking a moment to fill it out, he thought about the positions and decided on Chaser. If they wanted him anywhere else well he'd go for it. Secretly he would love to play Beater just to get a chance to nail a bludger at Leon but he didn't think that was his style. No, he wasn't the type although he imagined he could play the role if they needed him too.
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Username: murruelecreuset Character's Name: Raymond Yuko House: Slytherin Year: Second Year Advanced Flying I: Enrolled Advanced Flying II: No Years of Previous Quidditch playing: No experience. Any Special Skill: Good Arm, Deft Dodger, Great Catch First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Anywhere else you want me I guess.
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Status:Why'd my mother talk me into this...? With:Fellow Slytherins
OOC: Stealing from --- - 0/3 to Goal - Total Roll: --- AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 Shooting, +2 AC, +2 Catching Special Skills: Good Arm, Deft Dodger, Great Catch Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life]
Hrm, rather intelligent, I see... Not to mention you seem to have a tendency to think of yourself first... I do believe this house is the perfect fit for you... Slytherin!
Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2016 1:22 am
xSera Maybelle Averyxxxxx xxxx<4th Year>
AC: 17 Modifiers: (+7 Spotting) (+7 Catching) Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes
Sera arrived a little later than some, but still on time, though she had beaten the captain to the pitch. That was hardly surprising. What was surprising was his choice in vice captains. It wasn't a secret that Wendy was not particularly fond of the halfblooded Captain and yet Seymour Ryans chose Wendy's fiance to be vice captain. It merely meant that Sera had no chance to become seeker for another two years, but beyond that she hardly cared. Besides, she was perfectly happy biding her time and honing her skills before she went into battle.
Taking a form from Evander she began to work on filling it out:
Username: mc2 Character's Name: Sera Avery House: Slytherin Year: 4th Advanced Flying I: yes Advanced Flying II: yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 3 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes First Choice Position: Seeker Second Choice Position: Reserve Seeker
------------------------------------------------------------------------ Clever and well-spoken, With a will to succeed, I believe the house of your forebears is a good one here... Slytherin!
Benjamin was in no rush to get down to the field. He was technically in charge so if he was late no one could yell at him. Well maybe the head of Slytherin, but who cared about that. Besides it was why he picked Evander to be his b***h for this year. Evander could worry about paperwork and all that nonsense. He was sure Evander was expecting to have to to some degree. Walking onto the field, leisurely, broom resting on one shoulder he strolled up to Evander and ruffled his hair, amused the grumpy Evander was shorter than him. (Maybe he relished being taller than everyone like when he was younger and having hit his growth spurt earlier than his classmates, now he was only average height). "Aww... look at little Evander being so responsible," Benjamin joked. Pulling out a squirt bottle out of his bag he winked at Mira and said to Evander, "I hope you don't mind I brought this just in case you don't behave. No rude comments to our team hopefuls, or teammates, and no making decisions based on anything beyond their skill. I may be lazy but I really don't want to be known as the guy who let the team go to shite because he let his vice captain do whatever."
Smirking, Benjamin took a seat on the nearby bench and watched while the other players filled out their forms. Being captain he felt he didn't have to fill out such nonsense. Besides if Evander was so particular he could always pull Benjamin's old form. The only thing that changed was his year.
Stiff fingers coiled around the neck of her mother's old Nimbus and strolled leisurely to reach the rest of the Slytherin's on the quidditch pitch. Her gaze trailed over the spread of second years filling in forms, the newest batch of hopefuls. Then she searched for Captain Kidd; he was off to the side with a squirt bottle in hand, practically counting his gold like the thieving pirate of his given namesake. Somehow, the thought of the seventh year being dipped in tar and strung up on the Thames River would be quite the sight to see—and very possible one day, she reasoned, with that girlfriend of his. Tristan had never seemed to like her (maybe too vehemently, she thought), but Savannah had always thought the Red Harpy was endearing in her own little “touch me and I'll kill you” sort of vibe. But she was graduated and long gone, and anyway, she had never been a part of the team, but it was hard not to think of Ryans without thinking of Vass, she supposed. It was like the King of Spades and his dear Queen of Hearts (she wasn't a fan of quidditch either, so it seemed) but the poor little king would have to wait one more year for his kingdom. Pity.
She didn't breathe a word as she reached for a form and carefully filled it out, one eye focused on her writing while the other kept watch on their vice captain. He certainly wasn't much of a king now, and he almost seemed bigger from afar, now, she was maybe of a height with him, or if not just a few centimeters off. In life, or cards, or chess, a king isn't really much without a queen; a thought she safely filed away in the back of her mind when turning in her form then redirected her attention to her brother, he seemed to be making himself as scarce as possible. Just Wolfbait, she reflected on her own genius; the wolves were coming for him.
Username: Essy ze Ninja Character's Name: Savannah Hastings House: Slytherin Year: Third Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: No Years of Previous Quidditch playing: One Any Special Skill: Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy First Choice Position: Any Second Choice Position: Any
We both pull the tricks out of our sleeves... But I'll believe in anything, And you'll believe in anything. If I could take the fire out from the water- I'd share a life and you'd share a life. I'd take you where nobody knows you, And nobody gives a damn.
Vander hadn't been wrong about the turnout. First on the scene was the little McGregor mudblood, who Vander liked to reserve the word mudblood for not so much because he was very obviously muggleborn, but because he'd reeked of smoke all last year and usually seemed on the verge of starting a fight. Then there was the Blake girl, who was cousins with that Lowery b***h in his year, and sweet Merlin, was she ever going to shut up? Then Mira showed up, of course, and he barely restrained himself for scowling at the blonde girl. He seriously doubted she meant a word of what she was saying, but he wasn't about to start in with her in front of a bunch of bloody prepubescents. "Thanks," he said coolly. At least Hastings, who was next to show up, didn't waste any time filling out the form. Then some scrawny little second year, Zuko or Yuko or whatever his name was, arrived, followed by Sera, who wouldn't be a threat to his position ever again now that he was vice captain, thankfully, and then oh, what a surprise, their captain, the glorious leader himself, decided to put in an appearance, Hastings' freakish little sister not far behind him. He jerked away as the older bot messed with his hair, and retorted, "Look at you, deciding to show up for your own tryouts. It must be a very special day." He eyed the water bottle and stopped himself from sneering that if it came anywhere near him, Ryans could consider himself short a vice captain. Maybe Vander hated half of the people on this team. No, maybe he hated all of them. But the majority were decent players, and Quidditch meant something to him. He wasn't going to spend the year bickering in front of them like an old married couple with Ryans. He handed the forms he'd collected to the older boy without comment. Hopefully he had enough rattling around in his head to manage to put together two practice teams, or however he planned on running this.
OOC: Position: Seeker AC: 19 Mods: +7 Catching Snitch, +5 Spotting Snitch Special Skills: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer Lives: (X) (X) (X) Catching Up to Snitch: Seeking Snitch:
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And I could take another hit for you- And I could take away your trips from you! And I could take away the salt from your eyes- And take away the spitting salt in you! And I could give you my apologies... By handing over my neologies... And I could take away the shaking knees.
Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2016 11:31 am
There’s 7 billion 46 million people on the planet And most of us have the audacity to think we matter The reason there’s smog in Los Angeles is ‘cause if we could see the stars If we could see the context of the universe in which we exist And we could see how small each one of us is Against the vastness of what we don’t know No one would ever audition for a McDonalds commercial again
Aimee walked onto the pitch quietly. She had already spent a lot of time debating if she wanted to join the team. Elli, Ver, and Grace had all played during school and so had her aunt and father too. It was like a family thing apparently. And Elli played professionally now, so it felt like she had to do it to be part of the family, and she was pretty sure it would be good for her. It was a way to take her mind off of.... everything else. She needed something to distract her from the walls breaking down in her memories.
Chasing a tiny golden ball gave her something to focus on, and flying made her feel free. Like maybe she could just fly away from all her problems and never think about it again. She spotted Caty and Leon on the field already and smiled. At least she had friends here too. She had also spotted Raymond who had accosted her during the sorting feast, but she just avoided looking at him. She didn't want a repeat of that night. In the light of day, and a sounder mind (at least for now), she was at least able to differentiate a 12 year old boy from the men that tortured her memories. But now looking at him, just made her think of that night, and everything that had happened. She quietly filled out a form and handed it to Vander. He was a scary kid and rather rude, so she didn't say anything to him, before quickly heading over to Caty and Leon.
"Hey." She muttered, with a small half smile. Her dad had bought her a broom over summer just in case she did decide to try out so at least she had the gear for it. She set the broom down quietly, and chewed on her lip. For some reason she felt awkward around her friends ever since that night. She still didn't know why Leon had protected her. He acted like he hated her most days. And even though she knew he didn't hate her, she would never have expected him to protect her. Its not like she really meant anything to him right?
Username: Devlyn Maycry Character's Name: Aimee McHalen House: Slytherin Year: Second Advanced Flying I: Enrolled Advanced Flying II: No Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes First Choice Position: Seeker Second Choice Position: Reserve Seeker? Keeper?
░░░░░░░░▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▓▓▓▓▓▓▓███████ ooc: Position: Seeker AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 catch/spot Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes Life 1 Life 2 Life 3 Above AC to hit 19+ to spot 22+ to catch 0-0
I’m smiling in Los Angeles like I’ve got fishhooks in the corners of my mouth And I’m celebrating on weekends Because there are 7 billion 47 million people on the planet And I have the audacity to think I matter I know it’s a lie but I prefer it to the alternative We’re every age at once and tucked inside ourselves like Russian nesting dolls And that’s the glue between me and you We live in a house made of each other
Devonte walked out onto the field and grabbed a sheet of paper swiftly, wanting to just get it filled out and have the paperwork done so he could get on with this.
Username: Deviled Dregs Character's Name: Devonte Bannister House: Slytherin Year: Fifth Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 4 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Chaser
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Position: Chaser AC: 16 Modifiers: +6 to stealing and scoring Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm Lives: x x x Posts to goal: /3 Final roll:
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Kyson strutted out onto the field, ready for another year of tryouts. He hoped he would be good enough to make the starting team again this year, although he didn't really have a doubt about that. He was definitely improving more and more each year. As he approached his new vice captain, Kyson gave him a nod as he took out a form, filled it out and handed it back to him. Then, he began his second round of stretches. Of course he had stretched prior to showing up for the tryouts. He wanted to be as prepared as he could possibly be.
Username: The Shiny Furret Character's Name: Kyson Macclellan House: Slytherin Year: Third Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Enrolled Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 2 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Reserve Chaser
Blank Team Chaser Nat. Flyer | Good Arm | Swift Swipe AC: 14 | Mods: +4 To the Goals: -/3 Final Roll: - (--) ✪ | ✪ | ✪
And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name. 'Cause I was only born inside my dreams. Until you die for me, as long as there is a light, my shadow's over you. 'Cause I am the opposite of amnesia. And you're a cherry blossom, you're about to bloom. You look so pretty, but you're gone so soon. Some legends are told. Some turn to dust or to gold. But you will remember me, remember me for centuries. And just one mistake is all it will take. We'll go down in history, remember me for centuries.
Benjamin rolled his eyes at Evander's retort and said with a shrug before standing as Devonte, Kyson, and some second year girl arrived on the field and finished filling out their forms. "I always show up," Benjamin answered before taking the forms Evander handed to him. He scowled as he began to look through them, before he made a sigh and came up with a plan. There were a lot of seeker hopefuls. Someone was going to be disappointed. He'd just claim it was Evander's idea if someone got mad on his final decision.
"Alright, for those who don't know me I'm Benjamin Ryans. Okay technically my first name is Seymour but call me that name and expect spiders in your bed," Benjamin began, "I'm the Captain of the team and Mr. Grumpy over there is Evander Lillantine and he's your vice captain. Anyways, we're going to start out with all of you in your preferred first positions and then mix it out the second time for the team's needs for this year and planning for the future. Slytherin has had a pretty good record so far and I don't want to be known as the one who screwed it up." Grinning he joked, "Besides enough of the house hates me as is."
"Alright, seeker hopefuls, Aimme, Caty, Sera, you'll be battling it out on your own to catch the snitch. Evander will be watching you three especially closely to see how you hold up. For the rest of you, I'm playing keeper for both teams and we're doing half field. Team 1's Beater is Mira, and Chasers are Devonte and Raymond. Team 2's Beaters are Tristan and Leon, and Chasers are Kyson and Savannah. Positions everyone and go!" He called out releasing the snitch and then tossing up the quaffle before taking his position at the goals he would protect for practice.
Sera crossed her arms and scowled slightly as Benjamin Ryans began to speak. Ugh, whoever decided he should be captain was obviously out of their minds. He had no discipline and joked around way too much. Everyone knew he was a pervert with a camera who hated doing any work. Mira would have been a wiser decision. As for Evander as vice captain... well at least that choice made sense. She supposed the lazy Slytherin was trying to do things right though. However so many seekers trying out seemed stupid. It was obvious she deserved the reserve position and there was no reason for three reserve seekers. Either way she knew one thing for sure: a second year was going to take her spot on the team over her dead body. She was to be the next seeker and they could step aside. They should just go fight over the upcoming keeper position or beater position.
When the snitch was released Sera shot off the moment she was given the go ahead to start her search of the golden ball.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ Clever and well-spoken, With a will to succeed, I believe the house of your forebears is a good one here... Slytherin!
She just wants to be, beautiful She goes, unnoticed she knows, no limits She craves, attention she praises, an image She prays to be, sculpted by the sculptor Oh, she don't see, the light that's shining
αɢє 12 | αםvєитυяєя |sℓчтнєяιи sєcσиם чєαя
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ﻬஐ Caty had going back to bother talk more with Leon when Aimee appeared out of the blue giving her pause before she eventually ran over to give her friend a hug. Despite seeing her literally every day they hadn't spoken much over her attack during the Sorting Feast. She desperately wanted to but could never find that perfect moment to actually go "so..why exactly did you run out of the Great Hall that night?". Maybe after tryouts were over she could corner her friend. She had just complimented her on her broom when the captain began speaking to them. She remembered him from last year and thought he was sort of funny which apparently the rare thought towards him according tot he rest of their house. Her green eyes bugged out slightly when he said that she, Aimee, and another girl named Sera would do a seeker trial and began to vibrate with excitement right then and there. Last year she had done chaser trials and ended up as a reserve keeper. That was all great but she had at least wanted to try for seeker and now she was getting that chance! This was amazing! When the balls went into play she gave both her friends bright grins and shouts of "Good luck!" before she jumped on her broom and began straining her eyes for the snitch.ஐﻬ
AC: 13 Modifiers: +3 to Catch Special Skills: Dang Healthy, Great Catch, Natural Flyer Lives: [heart] [heart] [heart] [heart] Final Roll: ~
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Devlyn Maycry
Deeper than the eyes can find it Maybe we have made her blind So she tries to cover up her pain, and cuddle woes away Cause covergirls don't cry, after their face is made
There’s 7 billion 46 million people on the planet And most of us have the audacity to think we matter The reason there’s smog in Los Angeles is ‘cause if we could see the stars If we could see the context of the universe in which we exist And we could see how small each one of us is Against the vastness of what we don’t know No one would ever audition for a McDonalds commercial again
Aimee grinned when she was told to battle it out with Caty and Sera. She wasn't really caring what spot she got on the team or where she ended up. She was happy to just play and try her best. The other girl.... Sera seemed like a b***h honestly, but she was just going to ignore her. She shot off into the air and began searching for the snitch.
Username: Devlyn Maycry Character's Name: Aimee McHalen House: Slytherin Year: Second Advanced Flying I: Enrolled Advanced Flying II: No Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes First Choice Position: Seeker Second Choice Position: Reserve Seeker? Keeper?
░░░░░░░░▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▓▓▓▓▓▓▓███████ ooc: Position: Seeker AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 catch/spot Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes Life 1 Life 2 Life 3 Above AC to hit 19+ to spot 22+ to catch 0-0
I’m smiling in Los Angeles like I’ve got fishhooks in the corners of my mouth And I’m celebrating on weekends Because there are 7 billion 47 million people on the planet And I have the audacity to think I matter I know it’s a lie but I prefer it to the alternative We’re every age at once and tucked inside ourselves like Russian nesting dolls And that’s the glue between me and you We live in a house made of each other
So she hadn't spotted the snitch yet, but neither did the other two girls, and she was far better trained to spot the snitch. She would just have to keep her focus and continue her search.
------------------------------------------------------------------------ Clever and well-spoken, With a will to succeed, I believe the house of your forebears is a good one here... Slytherin!
Location: Slytherin Try-outs - Quidditch Pitch 
