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Odin Moon rolled 10 10-sided dice:
7, 2, 8, 8, 3, 6, 7, 7, 8, 4
Total: 60 (10-100)
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 Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 9:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 17, 2011 9:25 pm
 ==== ☠ ==== мira ====☠====  Mira laughed at the boys attempt to block the goal. "Okay Blondie you were right, your not gonna be keeper. As far as Try- Outs go, I think we can call it a day. Ever one meet me on the grass and I will read off where you will be." After giving orders Mira moved to the ground. Putting down her Broom she looked up and whistled incredibly loud. Both bludgers moved straight for her at alarming speeds. Both coming right for her head. Mira dodged the first one and managed to tackle the next. Quickly she put it in the chest and strapped it in just in time to dive one the remaining one as it came back in. Once both were safely up, she pulled out a paper and filled in the team slots. "Okay guys check the paper to see where your at!" and she put it on the table and started to pack up all the gear.
Team Captain
Mirella Lala
Keeper
Stella Forsyth
Chasers
Blair Frost
Adelaide Obenga
Cassius Barrington
Seeker
~Mirella Lala~
Beaters
Drake Anderson
Ronyo Storm
 Translations{...} OOC{..}
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 9:19 pm
 ==== ☠ ==== мira ====☠==== Mira made her way on to the field, setting up as she did every year, she realized this would be her last chance to pick her team. This was her final year at Hogwarts and she planned to make it last. Setting down the chest of game balls and a bag of gear she pointed her wand at the brooms behind her and moved them to rest on the ground beside her things. Pulling out her broom, she slid her hand over the wood handle. She and the broom had been through a lot here. Games, pranks, escapes, you name it and she'd flown it. Mounting up she flew into the air and started doing a few laps like she always did to warm up. Translations{...} OOC{]==[}
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2011 8:16 pm
Quidditch Pitch / Slytherin Quidditch field time  Ronyo Storm - Slytherin
second Year Out on the pitch once again for Quidditch and this year Ronyo hoped for some more action than last year. He had made the team last year which was a great experience for him in and of itself but this year he really hoped to be able to push his flying abilities. Oddly enough Ronyo was not sure if he was suppose to try out again or if making it on the team last year gave him a spot this year. Seeing Mira on the field already had Ronyo wondering about that one again. He had only talked to her briefly after his sorting last year and then a bit during practices, where she wasn't giving orders or training commands. She seemed like a basic Slytherin student which was not necessarily a good thing for Ronyo but so far he had found no areas they differed on. "Hello Mira, am I the first one out?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2011 5:50 pm
Cassius Barrington Seventh Year☆Prefect☆Chaser☆Slytherin Cass walked out onto the Quidditch Pitch with his broom in tow. He would miss this. He really would. To think that the Seventh Year had hated flying as a First Year, and now he was trying out again for Chaser, it was quite amazing. The boy had done pretty well last year if he did say so himself.
The Prefect noted that Mira was up doing laps. He was certain that she would be putting the team through a lot this year. After all, it was her last chance at winning the cup. He also saw Ronyo, one of the Beaters from last year. He smiled as he walked over. "Hey, ready for this year?" Cass said with a bit of sarcasm.
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 4:51 pm
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2011 5:30 pm
So you wanna call me the devils' advocate
But you don't even know the half of it
I was raised to believe in miracles
My life is so cold  ╔════▄▀▄▀▄▄▀▄▀▄════════════════════════╗
The gentle repetition of anxiety washed over her in coursing waves as she stepped out onto the quidditch pitch in a leisure pair of jeans and silken green shirt hidden under her Slytherin school robes of rich velvet. She gently padded through the grassy fields without a sound, a bounce in her step and a skip to her heel as she proceeded to the center of the field. Already zooming across in the sky was a student, the captain, she could only assume. The regal stance of blonde that hovered overhead had caught the grace of her attention while the rest of the world drowned into a standstill.
It only took a short moment before she plundered towards the small gathering of students, none of whom she had ever personally met, or even truly seen before for that matter. It hadn’t phased Belle in the slightest, her only concern was rejection from the team, which, could end quite traumatically—or hysterically. She had never quite been denied anything before in her life, and as she approached the others, she became more aware of this fact than ever before. ”’Ello,” Belle chimed with a British tongue. ”Is this where the try-outs are being held?”
Location: Slytherin Try-outs with Ronyo, CassiusDesires: Quidditch! Troubles: Anxiety ╚════════════════════════▄▀▄▀▄▄▀▄▀▄════╝ Does what I'm wearing seem to shock you? Well, that's okay 'Cause what I'm thinking about you is not okay I've got it on my mind to change my ways But I don't think I can be anything other than me
No, I don't think I can be anything other than me
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 8:52 pm
==== ☠ ==== мira ====☠==== Mira was so wrapped up in her own mind that she didn't notice the students arrive till they were all in a huddle watching her. Swooping back down, she jumped off her broom at a seemingly dangerous speed. "Supp kiddo's! and Cass" she added with a chuckle as she greeted them all. Moving over to her things she grabbed out some forms and self-inking quills, and passed them around. "Here you guys go, just fill the paper with your name, year, and desired position. After you give it back, go get in the place you wish to hold and we will put you to the test." Her smirk had fell into place during her instructions. She was proud of her team and knew they would be just as bad a** this year. Being her final year she was hoping one of them would prove worthy of taking the team and leading it on to victory once she was gone. Her house was a proud one and this team was an important part of that. Translations{...} OOC{]==[}
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2011 10:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 24, 2011 5:15 pm
Cassius Barrington Seventh Year☆Prefect☆Chaser☆Slytherin Cass walked out onto the Quidditch Pitch with his broom in tow. He would miss this. He really would. To think that the Seventh Year had hated flying as a First Year, and now he was trying out again for Chaser, it was quite amazing. The boy had done pretty well last year if he did say so himself.
The Prefect noted that Mira was up doing laps. He was certain that she would be putting the team through a lot this year. After all, it was her last chance at winning the cup. He also saw Ronyo, one of the Beaters from last year. He smiled as he walked over. "Hey, ready for this year?" Cass said with a bit of sarcasm. Cass took a sheet from Mira, as well as a quill. He honestly saw no reason why he should have brought a quill himself. This was try-outs, not some written test. Besides, he had come to rely quite a bit on Gwen for that. Even in class, she was the one who was more prepared. After filling out the paper and handing it in, he took his place, ready to make his last attempt at making the team. Cass Name: Cass Barrington Year: Seventh Wanted Position: Chaser still.
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2011 8:42 pm
So you wanna call me the devils' advocate
But you don't even know the half of it
I was raised to believe in miracles
My life is so cold ╔════▄▀▄▀▄▄▀▄▀▄════════════════════════╗
A brilliant smile played at the soft demure lips of Annabelle Rich as her eyes of misted pale greens focused upon the Slytherin Team Captain, and Prefect, Mirella Lala, as she swept across the open blue skies in fiesty circles before she plummeted towards them at the grassy fields. Belle, enraptured by the sheer visage and spunky attitude, felt determined to impress as she quietly withdrew a slip of parchment and quill and filled out the details of her form.
Name: Annabelle Rich
Year: First
Position: Chaser
Location: Slytherin Try-outs with Ronyo, Cassius, Mira, DrakeDesires: Quidditch! Troubles: Anxiety ╚════════════════════════▄▀▄▀▄▄▀▄▀▄════╝ Does what I'm wearing seem to shock you? Well, that's okay 'Cause what I'm thinking about you is not okay I've got it on my mind to change my ways But I don't think I can be anything other than me
No, I don't think I can be anything other than me
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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2011 10:13 am
Quidditch Pitch / Slytherin Quidditch field time Ronyo Storm - Slytherin
second Year Ronyo nodded but did not speak as Mira made her introduction and announcement, almost verbatim from last year. This would be Mira’s last year at Hogwarts which meant her last year in Quidditch unless she applied for one of the major teams. Ronyo still had six more years before he would be in such a spot, technically five but the current year had not gone that long yet. Ronyo took the form and looked it over as he thought about the position he would like to go for this year. He had been placed as a beater last year and while he enjoyed it he also remembered how much he enjoyed the chaser role from the tryouts last year. He should try all the positions at some point to find out where he fit best when it came to the game. He would love to play seeker but felt he did not have the best of brooms to attempt such a speedy position. Name: Ronyo Storm
Year: Second
Wanted Position: Chaser, but will be happy to fill whatever spot is needed After placing the form back Ronyo hoped on his broom and made his way up with the others as Mira had instructed them to do. He placed himself in the chasers position and waited to see if he would need to move.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 5:27 pm
Slytherin Practice Pitch  Ronyo Storm - Slytherin
Third Year It felt odd being the first one out on the field for Quidditch try-outs, it felt even odder knowing that he was in fact the captain for the Slytherin team. He had not expected Mira to pick him of all people to represent the Slytherin house one the pitch but there he was, forms in hand with the enchanted truck floating behind him. Ronyo had gotten the news about half way through summer and really had not thought much about it up until now. He actually even neglected to mention it to his friends which thinking back seemed like an odd thing. The time Ronyo had over the summer that he put to the team he set out to help put together some formations and possible plays they might try and run this year. With a smile Ronyo set the trunk down and hoped on his broom, which he would need to get a new one of with being the captain. His mother and he had decided it would be worth dipping in to the school fund his family on his mother side put up for him to get the broom, in fact it might even make the usually stoic Morningstars happy to know it was being used for something such as a new broom for being elected captain. Ronyo kicked off the ground and took a few laps around the area to help get himself in better rhythm with his broom and help bide the time to wait for the returning members, who were likely few and far between, and the new hopefuls.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 5:57 pm
Arnez Antonio Cesare de la Frontera First Year -- Slytherin 
As Arnez walked on the field, he saw the he was the first one there, apart from a lone flyer. He squinted to see if he could recognize who it was, but he didn't even know anyone's name other than his fellow classmates. Arnez walked to where a trunk was set in the pitch and looked all around.
He stood in silence as he continued to watch the person flying around.I can't wait to play. Arnez thought as short films ran through his head of him effortlessly bettering any competition placed in front of him and scoring at will against any keeper. It always ended with him and his teammates celebrating a magnificent victory. Arnez wanted to be a chaser. He liked scoring the points and Arnez felt he was capable of carrying that burden.
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2012 6:19 pm
So you wanna call me the devils' advocate
But you don't even know the half of it
I was raised to believe in miracles
My life is so cold ╔════▄▀▄▀▄▄▀▄▀▄════════════════════════╗
Softly placed and precarious steps had leaded the glowing beauty of Slytherin glide across the quidditch field. She didn’t have a broom in her hands, and she probably never would unless she had found the financial means of her own accord. Her father would likely have a stroke if he had ever found out that his precious little daughter would soon be engaged upon the bludgeoning sport of quidditch. A haughty, pristine smile had been laced on her delicate features as she approached the field, a bounce in her step as if she didn’t have a care in the world.
”You must be a first year,” Belle acknowledged the Hispanic boy that stood alone amidst the open field. ”It’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m Belle.” She gestured with a smile.
Location: Slytherin Try-outs with Ronyo, Cassius, Mira, DrakeDesires: Quidditch! Troubles: Anxiety ╚════════════════════════▄▀▄▀▄▄▀▄▀▄════╝ Does what I'm wearing seem to shock you? Well, that's okay 'Cause what I'm thinking about you is not okay I've got it on my mind to change my ways But I don't think I can be anything other than me
No, I don't think I can be anything other than me
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