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[Gryffindor Try-Outs]



Crash held his wand in hand as he enchanted the school trunk encasing the quaffle, bludgers, and snitch to levitate behind him followed by a cluster of school brooms for first years to borrow. He set up the forms on the trunk and left a pen to weigh down the parchment. He still hadn't decided on a vice-captain, and time was running out. Neither Toby nor Ronna seemed to express any interest; which is weird, right, doesn't everyone want to be vice-captain? Maybe he could choose one of the fifth years? Leonette or Tanya? Then the vice-captain would at least have time to learn, and more than one year to captain. With gritted teeth, Crash had a feeling he was going to go with 'eenie, meenie, minie, mo' and screw it all to hell. Oh well, at least he could only screw up for one year, and then he was done.



Username:
Character's Name:
House:
Year:
Advanced Flying I:
Advanced Flying II:
Years of Previous Quidditch playing:
Any Special Skill:
First Choice Position:
Second Choice Position:




L1 L2 L3
AC= 17
Mods= (+9 to block the quaffle) (+7 to flying)
Hold the Line, Great Catch, Natural Flyer
Total Roll:

Position:
Aiming at/Blocking for: XXX/XXX

Opponents hit: XXX
Opponents missed: XXX
Bludgers blocked: XXXX

Ronna sighed stretching and wasn't all that surprised she arrived on the pitch as early as she did. She had always failed to understand the whole 'fashionably late' concept and brushed it off as an excuse made up by people. She saw Crash standing there not looking all that thrilled-then again-did Gryffindor even have a vice-captain for their team or was Crash still solo. She picked up a form and then pulling out a ballpoint pen quickly scribbled the typical responses, more or less:



Clipping her pen closed and pocketing it she held the form out to him and said quietly to avoid being overheard by Leo or anyone else who would show up, "It would be awkward if you selected me as vice captain and I'm not stupid enough to think it wouldn't be. Besides, I'm heading the dueling club, am a prefect, there is the whole Youth Representative of the Wizengamot thing I was selected for..." She took a deep breath, "And, Hell, it would probably still be awkward if Toby got it, but he may just feel obliged to say what he did. I mean it was a blow to his ego to be moved to reserves after being on the starting line for as long as he was. Granted you don't have to pick a sixth year."

She sighed and said returning to her normal voice, "Anyways, I'm here and trying out. Be happy I'm a creature of habit. How's a year without the typical seeing how much blood I can cough up or broken bones, right?"


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A confident smile was on Dani's face as she made her way out to the Quidditch pitch. After watching the game at Holyhead with her grandfather was itching to get the chance to prove she could be on the first string this year. She only hoped she could escape tryouts this year without broken bones.

Though the autumn air was crisp and cool and crystal clear, the sun made her feel warm. 'Perfect weather for tryouts,' she thought. As she walked along she couldn't help but start whistling the Holyhead Harpies chant. She certainly looked the part, wearing her green Harpies jersey over a pair of rather snug-fitting jeans, and a white long-sleeved Tee shirt. Sadly, instead of her favourite pair of sneakers (her grandmother retired them to the trash), she wore a brand-new pair of trainers, accented with a pair of crimson Gryffindor shoelaces with House Lannister golden lion charms attached the ends.

Slung over her shoulder was the case containing the broomstick her grandparents got for her last year.

As she walked out onto the pitch, she saw she was not far behind Veronica, as she'd picked up upon her habit of being early for practices, tryouts and games. She went over to where Crash was standing, and greeted him cheerily, "Hi, Crash," she said, as she collected the form and started filling it out.

User Name: Graydon Ironshield
Character name: Danica Stewart
Year: Third
Years of Play: Two (Reserve Chaser One last season)
Advanced Flying I: Completed
Advanced Flying II: Enrolled
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm
First Position Choice: Chaser
Second Position Choice: Seeker or Beater, whichever the team needs most.


OOC: Quidditch Data

AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 to Steal / Shoot the Quaffle
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm
Lives: (X) (X) (X)

OCC: Somebody double-check my math, please.
OOC: Math corrected, thank you.






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OOC:

Arianna walked onto the pitch she smiled as she picked up a form and filled it out. At least I'm on time this year. She felt the nerves as she wrote with a quivering hand.



AC: 12
Modifiers: +2 Shooting, +2 Catching
Special Skills:Good Arm, Great Catch, Natural Flyer
Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]

Position: Seeker
Currently: LOOKING FOR THE SNITCH or CHASING THE SNITCH or ATTEMPTING TO CATCH

Chasing the Snitch: XXX/3
Catching the Snitch: XXX/2


Julius raised a brow at Celeana and smiled as she spoke up. Meanwhile, the freckled upperclassman, Ronna, mouthed a thank-you towards Celaena. She had looked like a cross beyond contemplating murder, merely exasperated, and a bit flustered when Tanya had assumed the girl had been selected. Julius didn't know what the story was there but obviously there was a reason she didn't want the position. Maybe it was just because the girl was prefect or something-she took her job way too seriously anyways. Granted that wasn't exactly Julius's concern. As long as certain Slytherin prefects didn't start giving him a hard time for no reason, Julius was happy. He stayed out of trouble and he planned to keep it that way.

As Celaena joined his side Julius raised a brow for a moment watching her eat the apple, "Leana is right, you know. It was never confirmed whether she was vice captain or not. I'm sure Crash will let everyone know when try outs start. I don't see why it is that big of a deal. I'm sure whoever it is, is capable enough. I mean those of us on the team last year have a good idea what all the other people who've been on the team for a while are like. No one has left any of us hanging or what not."

He shrugged and pulled the apple away from Celeana and took a bite and joked to her quietly, handing it back to her with the extra bite he just took, "So, the apple why you're as late as you are? Doesn't taste any different than what you find in the Great Hall in the morning... or did you have to pick up a special one instead of the ordinary apple to keep the doctor away?"

Weep for yourself, my man...
You'll never be what is in your heart.
Weep, little lion man...
You're not as brave as you were at the start.

[feeling: calm] [thinking: ...] [with: Gryffindor Team] [at: Tryouts]

Toby was pretty sure he should have been here just a bit earlier, but he'd- alright, he didn't actually have an excuse, but he plastered an "I totally have an excuse" look on his face as he deftly stepped around the younger members of the team and their broom to stand beside Ronna and Crash. "Captain," he said only a little awkwardly because the other boy was only a year older than him, after all, Uriel's age, and Toby hated it when his brother rubbed the age thing in his face. He glanced at Ronna with a hint of a smile. "Girlfriend," he said cheekily, then busied himself writing out a form.

Username: The Forgotten Weasley
Character's Name: Tobias Walsh
House: Spy from Slytherin. Just kidding. Gryffindor.
Year: Sixth
Advanced Flying I: Yeah
Advanced Flying II: Yep
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: Four
Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy, Mean Swing
First Choice Position: Beater
Second Choice Position: ...Beater.

He handed it off to Crash, and scuffed a sneaker in the mud absentmindedly, eyes on the sky, rather than anything going on below. He still didn't know what the whole Ronna-Crash-Vice Captain deal was, and while he did want to know- seriously how bad could it be, though, maybe they were just exaggerating the whole thing- he didn't want to get into it right now. Gryffindor House had had enough drama at tryouts before, he did not plan to be the Nosy Boyfriend Catalyst that started everything up again. Even if that "Curse of Gryffindor" thing people had gone on about and had been complete and utter rubbish.

Position: Beater
AC: 17
Mods: +7 Bludger Hits
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy, Mean Swing
Lives: (X) (X) (X) (X)

But it was not your fault but mine!
And it was your heart on the line!
I really f***ed it up this time...
Didn't I, my dear?

Position:
Aiming at/Blocking for: XXX/XXX

Opponents hit: XXX
Opponents missed: XXX
Bludgers blocked: XXXX


"Toby, use my name like a normal person," Ronna said at Toby's cheeky greeting towards her and she let out an exasperated sigh before glancing back at Crash who looked fairly uncomfortable at the whole thing. It was one of those things where people were already assuming a decision was made and there was several reasons her as a vice-captain wouldn't work well-or be for the best-and furthermore it wasn't as if she had the most experience on the team as a beater and most people didn't need a ton of nosy people offering advice on how that person should make choices as a leader. Toby had seemed to be trying to ignore the whole situation all together and Ronna wondered if she should have just showed up late.

When Crash raised his voice to catch the attention of the group he asked Toby about the vice-captain position and Ronna stepped back a few more feet. She raised a brow at Toby, crossing her arms. The idiot had better chose the position. Because, Ronna was not up to forming a proper explanation on why she had no interest in being the vice-captain.