Honestly Mira wasn't prepared for Tristan to hit her bludger back at her. Sadly there was nothing she could do and she got nailed. Taking a breath composed herself for a moment. She then decided on sending her next bludger at Ralph. Maybe the newbie could handle it.
Status:Secretly Heartbroken... Trying to focus With:Fellow Slytherins...
Devonte frowned as he was stolen from yet again by one of the younger chasers, reaching his arm out to try and grab it back.
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Position: Chaser AC: 16 Modifiers: +6 to stealing and scoring (-1 due to injury) Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm Lives: x x Posts to goal: /3 Final roll: 13
A smirk curled at his lips as he came away with the ball again, tucking it under his arm and making sure to hold it securely this time.
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Position: Chaser AC: 16 Modifiers: +6 to stealing and scoring (-1 due to injury) Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm Lives: x x Posts to goal: 1/3 Final roll:
Essy ze Ninja rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9Total: 9 (1-20)
Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 4:36 pm
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Before he knew it, the bludger was rebounded back towards Ralph by Mira, bloody Merlin, this was getting pretty competitive. He just hoped he'd have good enough luck this time to defend his cousin and hopefully redirect the canon over to Devonte.
It was no surprise to him that suddenly everyone was watching his moves. He knew it was going to happen; he was holding the big, red ball, which meant that he was extra popular in the game right now. But he couldn't have even predicted how much of the attention he was going to get.
The poor little first year could only handle so much his first time playing Quidditch.
Before he knew it, the older student he had taken the ball from was hot on his tail again. He could feel the distance between them closing; it was only a matter of time before he managed to steal back the quackle. And with no one to pass to that he could see, Ralph was quickly running out of options. Ralph's moment of glory was snatched away as quickly as he had snagged it for himself.
The opponent yanked it from his arms with a sinister smile, cutting through the air like a bullet. He was heading for Ralph's team's goal now, "No!" His cry was sharp as he sped after the other chaser, determination in his face.
Suddenly, something bright was coming straight to Ralph. He blinked a few times before he realized what it was. The wind whistled around it as the bludger came straight towards him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tristan soar towards it, preparing to swing. Ralph's heart filled with happiness as he watched his cousin try to defend him. It was the real, first time Tristan had tried to protect Ralph from anything.
And it showed.
Tristan gloriously missed the bludger, his bat just barely slicing through the air underneath it. Ralph's face fell as he watched the nasty black orb zero in on him. Smack! The left side of Ralph's body was suddenly on fire and the first year lost balance on his broom.
He clung to the broomstick, his life literally depending on it. His feet dangled underneath him and, every time he looked down at the ground, he got a nasty case of vertigo. With his side hurting and now that he was completely humiliated, Ralph could feel the glory moments ago dissipate. Evaporated into steam. Poof. Gone.
Ralph struggled to climb back onto his broom. It was hard now that he had a huge welt the size of a grapefruit growing out of his ribs. Tears filled his eyes and he was quick to wipe them away with the back of his hand. His cousins didn't need to see him cry. They needed to see him try harder.
While falling off his broom had set him back, Ralph mentally checked back into the game and rushed after the fourth year that stole his quiffle.
Team Setup
Green Team Chasers: Devonte, Savannah, Kyson Beater: Mira
Silver Team Chasers: Caty, Camila, Ralph Beater: Tristan
Keeper: Benjamin Seekers: Sera and Evander
Silver Chaser
AC: 12 (10 base + 2 (DD)) HP heartheart Posts to goal: 0/3 Great Catch - +2 catch the quaffle/snitch Swift Swipe - +2 steal the quaffle from an opponent Deft Dodger - +2 avoid bludgers
Essy ze Ninja
Tristan and Savannah Hastings; Camila Rojas
Deviled Dregs
Devonte Bannister
Posted: Mon Nov 09, 2015 6:03 pm
I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes. I know it's daft, but I guess that I know it deep inside. It feels like we're ready to crack these days, you and I; When it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die. We're gonna separate ourselves tonight... We're always running scared but holding knives... But there's a black chandelier, casting shadows and lies.
Vander kept after the snitch. Sera still seemed to be looking for it, not that he was worried.
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: 2/3 Seeking Snitch:
Quote:
I'll sit in silence for the rest of my life if you'd like. Dressing our wings with industrial gloves made of wire; Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax, When it's just the two of us, and a cute little cup of cyanide. You left my heart like an abandoned car: Old and worn out, no use at all... But I used to be free.
Posing as the best threat against Devonte, Camila raced in on his left side to reach out with her right and hopefully snatch the quaffle away in one fell swoop.
ﻬஐ She almost had it! She could literally feel the quaffle under her fingertips if he hadn't moved at the last minute. Drat! But luckily Ralph managed to steal it away, although she could've certainly lived without the screaming it was kinda rude, but she won't deny it got results! Unfortunately though Devonte managed to steal it back and had thwarted the attempts from her teammates. So she decided she would also give it a go. Couldn't hurt right? ஐﻬ
Position: Chaser AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 to Catch Special Skills: Dang Healthy, Great Catch, Natural Flyer Lives: [heart] [heart] [heart] [heart]
I'll think of a mermaid lagoon Oh--underneath a magic moon I'll think I'm in a pirate's cave I'll think I'll be an Indian brave Now, everybody try--one, two, three! We can fly! We can fly! We can fly!
Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2015 10:23 am
Fourth Year │ Slytherin │ Chaser
Avoiding both steal attempts from both Camila and Caty, he kept speeding towards the goalposts.
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Position: Chaser AC: 16 Modifiers: +6 to stealing and scoring (-1 due to injury) Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm Lives: x x Posts to goal: 2/3 Final roll:
Bloody hell, Tristan didn't think he was ever going to land a hit on that bloke. And still being in possession of the quaffle made him a clear target to help his chasers. Or, he reasoned, perhaps going at Mira again would be best? No, screw it. He'd already gotten her once. Now it was Devonte's turn--if he can even hit him, anyway. He was bloody fast.
I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes. I know it's daft, but I guess that I know it deep inside. It feels like we're ready to crack these days, you and I; When it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die. We're gonna separate ourselves tonight... We're always running scared but holding knives... But there's a black chandelier, casting shadows and lies.
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: 3/3 Seeking Snitch:
Quote:
I'll sit in silence for the rest of my life if you'd like. Dressing our wings with industrial gloves made of wire; Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax, When it's just the two of us, and a cute little cup of cyanide. You left my heart like an abandoned car: Old and worn out, no use at all... But I used to be free.
I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes. I know it's daft, but I guess that I know it deep inside. It feels like we're ready to crack these days, you and I; When it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die. We're gonna separate ourselves tonight... We're always running scared but holding knives... But there's a black chandelier, casting shadows and lies.
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: 3/3 Seeking Snitch: 1/2
Quote:
I'll sit in silence for the rest of my life if you'd like. Dressing our wings with industrial gloves made of wire; Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax, When it's just the two of us, and a cute little cup of cyanide. You left my heart like an abandoned car: Old and worn out, no use at all... But I used to be free.
Location: Slytherin Try-outs - Quidditch Pitch 
