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โ ๐ด๐๐๐น๐๐ป โ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ ๐ฌ๐ช๐น๐ฝ๐ช๐ฒ๐ท โ
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 8:46 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 9:03 pm
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space"Sebastian, are you even listening to me?" Eve's tone was incredulous as she followed the middle Blythe sibling out onto the pitch, matching pace with him easily, a fact that she knew annoyed him to no end. Balder's growth spurt, and hers, had the blonde boy on edge, mostly because he was starting to wonder if he'd ended up with the same short genes Ada had. Where they'd come from was anyone's guess, since none of their family that Eve had met was short like that, but apparently the latent genes were bound and determined to ruin the fifteen-year-old's life by making him end up shorter than his little sister's girlfriend.
spaceShe watched him huff, the hand that wasn't holding his broom thrust in his pocket, probably fiddling with something in it, judging by the way it was moving. "I'm trying to be helpful, you know," she hissed at him, obviously irritated. Normally, he would at least banter with her a bit before giving her the cold shoulder, but right now, he was doing his best to ignore her. She knew he'd been King of the ******** over the holiday and all, but if he was going to have that kind of attitude, he didn't need to be on the pitch.
spaceStill, it was sort of shocking when he suddenly stopped, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. More shocking when, once that was done, he apologized. "Sorry, Eve. Really. I know you're trying to help. I just..." She blinked as he struggled for a moment. "I'm not even sure I should be bothering with this."
spaceA pause, and then, "Well, that's stupid." His eyes shot open, and he glared at her. She met the look with an arched brow. "I thought you wanted to play pro. If you want to play pro, you have to play here first. I mean, you don't have to, but no team's even going to look at you if you quit now." He continued to glare, and she shrugged. "You've still got a whole life, you know. I get that the guilty cloud hanging around all the time is your thing right now, but it's stupid to throw your whole plan for your future out the window just because you did something stupid."
space"People died, Eve."
space"Yeah, and you didn't, and unless you wanna go off and be homeless or mooch off your parents or Aleah for the rest of forever-" he turned a little green at the comment, particularly at the mention of his supposedly not-girlfriend, "you gotta buck up and find some damn ambition. I know you're not a Slytherin, but you know enough. Learn something from them." With that, she marched past him, leaving the older boy gaping at her like she had an extra head or something. Or maybe it was more like she was missing her extra head, since 99% of the time, Melody would've been attached to her hip and backing her up for this conversation. Whatever.
spaceShe smiled at Gid as she approached, taking the form and filling it out quickly before handing it over. She figured that, with Aster gone, she stood a chance at making first string this year, finally. Of course, there was always Brandon, but she could take him... probably. She could try, anyway. And even still, this would probably be her last year benched, if that. Jazzy graduated next, and then it'd be her and Brandon, which she was cool with... as long as he could talk strategy with her.
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Username: Cara MiaKitty
Character's Name: Aiobheal McHalen
House: Gryffindor
Year: Fourth
Advanced Flying I: Yes
Advanced Flying II: Yes
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 4 (1 from MTA)
Any Special Skill: Mean Swing, Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger
First Choice Position: Beater
Second Choice Position: Whateverxxยป โณ โฅ โณ ยซxxxxยป oฯ
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 9:45 pm
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spaceBas watched Eve walk away with a faintly dumbfounded expression. She couldn't just- how could she just brush it all off like that? Like it was no big deal?! People. Were. DEAD. Because of him, and Balder, and-
spaceHis best friend's name in his own mind gave him pause. He didn't want Balder beating himself up over this. He knew he was, unlike most other people he could see clearly through the cheerful facade. He knew the difference between really happy Balder and faking it Balder. But... if he didn't want Balder to beat himself up over it, he shouldn't want himself to, either. If Balder didn't deserve it... he didn't either, right? Or maybe they both deserved it, and he was just being gentler on Balder because he was his best friend.
spaceUgh, it was complicated! To be honest, he didn't even think he should be allowed to play Quidditch. Or do anything that could be characterized as fun. But... Eve was right, this was the future he wanted, this was what he'd planned on. And... he couldn't mooch off of people forever just because he'd let guilt ruin his chances at accomplishing anything himself. That was messed up. Quidditch, sure, he could slack on that, but they were barely into the year and already his grades were far below what he was capable of, just because he didn't feel worthy of anything. He didn't want to study, because what right did he have to study, and take exams, and have a career and a life, when there were people dead because of him? But... the options were to either do that, or mooch forever (which was not an option), or... well, the last one was even less of an option than the second one. He wasn't stupid, another death wouldn't make those other deaths go away or atone for them. All it would do is cause more pain.
space... Which meant he should probably actually finish his way to the pitch and try to get a spot on the goddamned team. Ugh. He hated it when Eve was right. Closing in on Gid, he offered the older boy an attempt at a smile, though it came as more of a grimace, and filled out his form. He had three more years to really make a go at developing some impressive skills... Which meant he'd be asking Eve for even more help. Ew.
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Username: Cara MiaKitty
Character's Name: Sebastian Blythe
House: Gryffindor
Year: Fifth
Advanced Flying I: Yes
Advanced Flying II: Yes
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 4
Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
First Choice Position: Chaser
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2017 3:16 pm
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๐ฌ๐ฆโ๐๐๐ญ๐ฑ๐๐ฆ๐ซโGid watched as everyone walked out to the pitch, saying hellos to people as they came to get their paperwork. He would occasionally check his watch, fingers tapping nervously on the bar of his crutch. When Kim walked over, apologizing for being late, he nodded once, grinning when she asked about the year. "I think we'll be fine. Only thing I'm worried about is that we play the first three games of the year, back to back, and then we're pretty much done for the year. I'll probably just do practices to keep in shape. Won't want the team to forget how to play by the time you're captain, eh?" He grinned, hoping she was in a good mood. Then again, he wasn't sure he'd ever seen her in anything other than a good mood. Next to the pitch was Jazzy, and he promptly made his face to serious as he pushed a clipboard into her hands. She said he wasn't fun, so he stuck out his tongue at the girl. He wasn't about to admit he was just in too much pain for her to write on him. The next two walked over, seemingly arguing with one another. Jazzy casually remarked that she hoped Kim would be able to handle it next year. "Pfft, have you met Kim? She's like... one of the most relaxed people I know. She'll be great." He glanced at his vice Captain with a small grin. After the last few people wandered to the pitch, Gid stepped out to the middle, standing as tall and imposingly as one such as he could. "Hello everyone, and welcome to this year's Quidditch Tryouts. For those that don't know me, my name is Gideon Reid, I'm the Captain and one of the Chasers. My Vice Captain, Kimberly, plays as Keeper. That is, of course, not to say you can't try for either of those spots. After this year, I will graduate, so we'll need reserves. Plus, judging by track record, I tend to get hurt during gameplay." He paused, laughing quietly. "Anyway, I figure we ought to get on with the first round of tryouts, eh? I've got you sorted into teams, but they'll switch up at halftime. So, for the Red Team we have Alec and Brianna are Chasers, Jillian and Jazzy are Beaters, Lucinda will be Keeper. Gold Team will be Bas and Aine as Chasers, Brandon and Eve are going to play Beater, and Kim will be the Keeper. Seekers, Esther, Mackenzie, and Fianna are going to be doing a free-for-all for the snitch since there are three. I have medical potions if anyone should need them. For now, let's run three laps, fly three, and get in the air!" He sighed quietly, waiting for everyone to start running. Once they did, he sat and hooked himself to his broom, hovering as he prepared the game balls. Once everyone was set up, he released the bludgers and snitch, then threw the quaffle for tossup. Red Team
Chasers: Alec & Brianna
Beaters: Jillian & Jazzy
Keeper: Lucinda
Gold Team
Chasers: Bas & Aine
Beaters: Brandon & Eve
Keeper: Kim
Seekers: Esther, Mackenzie, & Fianna
AC: 18
Modifiers: +8 {Stealing} +8 {Shooting}
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
ฦฌฯัฮฑฦ Rฯฦฦ:xx {xxxxxx}
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Lives: [โฌ] [โฌ] [โฌ]
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The Forgotten Weasley rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2017 5:07 pm
Hurry, hurry, come quickly!
And leave all logic aside.
Don't say a word...
Just listen carefully to me.
The world is ours if we could only let it be.  ๐๐๐๐๐๐
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muggleborn โ fourth year โ gryffindor
Essie immediately flew up in the air and began looking for the snitch. Fianna was likely to get first string, but if she wanted to make reserve she needed to do well. Besides, she was a bit nervous, having never officially played as seeker before. OOC: Position: Seeker
AC: 16
Mods: +6 Spotting, +4 Catching
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy, Sharp Eyes
Lives: (X) (X) (X) (X)
Post to Goal: n/a
Number of Goals Made: 0 Every move we make will trigger another;
And every small mistake will be a messenger...
Our lives are weaving like a thread;
Within each other, faithfully...
Sharing in our joys and miseries.
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2017 5:10 pm
Oh, I don't know what you've been told
But this gal right here's gonna rule the world
Yeah, that is where I'm gonna be, because I wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty
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Jillian nodded while bouncing slightly she was ready to go! Once they started she zoomed trough the laps and went to a good vantage cheering a bit as she flew as her new broom was indeed fast. With her beater bat ready she scanned to look for the best target. The seekers would be safe from her as they where not nessarilly on one particular team. She decided if one of the gold team chasers got it she would start off sending a bludger their way. Position: Red Beater
AC: 13 (10+2(Deft Dodger)+1 experience)
Modifiers: +3 to hit (beater) +3 spot (seeker)
Special Skills: Sharp Eyes, Mean Swing, Deft Dodger
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I know the other girlies
Wanna wear expensive things
Like diamond rings
But I don't wanna be the puppet
That you're playing on a string
This queen don't need a king
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 Fianna Grey
Gryffindor โ Fifth Year โ Fifteen Years Old โ Single โ Seeker
Fianna ran down to the pitch, eager to take to the air once more, as today marked the beginning of the season. Tryouts was where it all began, and the young lioness was hoping they might get the Cup all to themselves this year While a share was okay, since Gryffindor hadn't won it since before some of the students trying out were born, Fianna really wanted her House to hoist the Cup solo this year. Of course, nobody's position was secure, except Gid's, of course, and Fianna knew Essie and Kenzie would be gunning for her starting position, but this was given with the Lions. Their House was always spoiled for choices among the candidates whom came to try their luck.
"Hi, Gid," she said happily, as she collected a form from him and started filling it out. "Looks like we're getting a good turnout today."
Username: Graydon Ironshield
Character's Name: Fianna Grey
House: Gryffindor
Year: Fifth
Advanced Flying I: Yes
Advanced Flying II: Yes
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 4 (1 year as Seeker, 3 years as Reserve Seeker)
Any Special Skill: Great Catch, Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes
First Choice Position: Seeker
Second Choice Position: Whatever the team needs
Fianna happily took to the air, deciding it would likely be fun to have a race for the Snitch between three Seekers. It would get interesting if they ended up jockeying for position in the same airspace. More importantly, the season started now, and they had to do their winning all before Christmas break. Yikes. Before all that, though, she needed to settle in to seeking the Snitch and get on the team.
. OOC: AC: 17 Modifiers: +7 to Spot and catch the Snitch Special Skills: Great Catch, Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] Action: Seeking the Snitch (8.40 pm) Effect Value: 12 Results: Someone's rusty here     
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Devlyn Maycry rolled 10 10-sided dice:
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The Forgotten Weasley rolled 10 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2017 8:37 pm
I can't seem to face up to the facts;
I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax.
I can't sleep 'cause my bed's on fire...
Don't touch me; I'm a real live wire.
Psycho Killer; qu'est-ce que c'est-
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa far better ฮฤฟฦำพฮะDฦล
แนฤคฤชฤฟฤฟฤชแน
ฮัดฦลY
third year โ gryffindor โ pureblood
Alec grinned at Lucy briefly before tryouts began, and immediately shot up for the quaffle, just as one of the first years trying out, a slightly scruffy looking blonde girl, went up for it as well. Determined to get to it before her, he flattened himself against his broom. OOC: Position: Red Team Chaser
AC: 16
Mods: +4 Stealing, +2 Scoring
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Dang Healthy
Lives: (X) (X) (X) (X)
Post to Goal: n/a
Number of Goals Made: 0 Run run run run run run run away...
You start a conversation, you can't even finish it.
You're talkin' a lot, but you're not sayin' anything.
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed.
Say something once, why say it again?
We are vain and we are blind.
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kiska166 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Gryffindor - Fourth Year - Fourteen Years Old - Reserve Seeker - Halfblood - Adopted
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Team:
Armour Class: 16
Modifiers: (looking for snitch +6) (catching snitch +6)
Skills: Sharp Eyes, Great Catch & Natural Flyer
Total Roll: 26 (spotted)
Post: 0/3 & 0/2
Lives: [1] [2] [3]
Spot: 19+
Catch: 22+
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kiska166 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 11 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2017 10:31 am
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Brianna Kaylie Overton
Gryffindor - Twelve - Second Year - Chaser - Muggleborn
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Brianna watched intently as Alec and Aine went for the quaffle; however, when Aine was the one to grab it, the blonde flew in after her to try and steal it away. There was no way she'd allow a first year to do better than her.
Team: Red
Armour Class: 13
Modifiers: (stealing +3) (scoring +3)
Skills: Good Arm, Swift Swipe, Deft Dodger
Total Roll: 14 (stolen)
Post: 0/3
Lives: [1] [2] [3]
Steal: > opponentโs AC
Score: > opponentโs roll
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
I've got a f e e l i n g you could use a little smile, h o p i n g you could stay there for just a little while.
Makin' a lot of n o i s e up there, t h r o w your hands up in the air.
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Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2017 10:33 am
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Brianna Kaylie Overton
Gryffindor - Twelve - Second Year - Chaser - Muggleborn
โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Ha! Brianna turned around immediately and headed for the goalposts.
Team: Red
Armour Class: 13
Modifiers: (stealing +3) (scoring +3)
Skills: Good Arm, Swift Swipe, Deft Dodger
Total Roll:
Post: 1/3
Lives: [1] [2] [3]
Steal: > opponentโs AC
Score: > opponentโs roll
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
I've got a f e e l i n g you could use a little smile, h o p i n g you could stay there for just a little while.
Makin' a lot of n o i s e up there, t h r o w your hands up in the air.
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