Oliver missed his shot, but it was a good go. Caty just had the better luck of it. But she passed it off to Kimberly, who passed it off to Savannah. With the red ball tucked under her arm, she dodged Raymond and bolted further down the field.
Silver Team: Chasers – Kyson, Vannah, Kim Beater - Leon Seeker - Aimee
Green Team: Chasers – Ray, Oliver, Flick Beater - Reyna Seeker - Byuch
Caty as Keeper for both teams
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Caty caught Oliver's shot; he felt a little disappointed in himself but that was what he got for getting cocky about avoiding all of the steal attempts thus far. The blond dove after Savannah, reaching for the quaffle.
Team: Green Armour Class: 16 Modifiers: (stealing quaffle +6) (shooting quaffle +6) Skills: Swift Swipe, Good Arm & Deft Dodger Total Roll: 7 (missed) Post: 0/3 Lives: [1] [2] [3] Score: > than keeper Steal: > than AC Block: > than roll
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
I don't quite understand a manicure But you're the only friend I'd take a shower for ♫
Yeah, it's been a ride I guess I had to, go to that place, to get to this one Now some of you, might still be in that place If you're trying to get out, just follow me I'll get you there
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Leon figured he knew who he wanted on the team this year and who was going on the bench as a reserve. Thankfully, he had a good core to work from, and the only part that sucked was that he was going to see two of the chasers leaving the school. That and several were leaving when he graduated as well. Ugh. Blowing a whistle, he gestured for everyone to come down so that he could announce the end of tryouts."Alrigh' that's th' end o' tryouts. Me an' Oliver're gonna go talk fer a bi' b'fore we announce th' teams. Go ahead an' ge' th' balls back inta th' case while ya wai'."Giving Oliver a look, they went to the side to discuss the team dynamics before they announced the results.
Silver Team Beater AC: 19 Modifiers: Hitting Bludgers +7 Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger, Mean Swing Lives: [✔] [✔] [✔] ✘ Final Roll: --
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Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: Why th' bleedin' bells did Wallis 'ave ta come down wiff me? OOC: JSYK, no, the tryouts didn't end until today because I figured I'd announce the results right before Slytherin's first game considering the amount of time before their first game as they had to wait two weeks.
And I just can't keep living this way So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage I'm standing up, I'ma face my demons I'm manning up, I'ma hold my ground I've had enough, now I'm so fed up Time to put my life back together right now!
Devlyn Maycry
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Kiska166
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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2017 12:41 pm
Slytherin Quidditch Team
2036-2037
Captain Leon McGregor
Vice Captain Oliver Davis
Keeper Caty Blake
Chasers Kyson Macclellan Savannah Hastings Oliver Davis
Beaters Reyna Whyte Leon McGregor
Seeker Aimee McHalen
Reserve Raymond Yuko – Chaser #1 Flick Horne – Chaser #2 Kimberly Leon – Beater Byuchuch Horne - Seeker
I don't like the music other people tend to share Hate your loser lyrics, middle fingers in the air I'm a starving artist nowhere close to millionaire I prefer my Kia, middle fingers in the air
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Leon honestly was glad that he was graduating this year. No more having to deal with hotshots that thought they were the next dark lord, no more idiots that were trying out thinking they were going to be quidditch stars, he was just done with them entirely. At least he wouldn't have to deal with all of that for much longer. Settling back after he was finished setting up for the new year, he eyed the pitch, waiting for the new players and expecting someone to get pissy with his decisions for quidditch. So far, since he'd been captain, they'd won the cup and didn't disgrace themselves too badly the year that Tristan quit. He at least had that to his credit.
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AC: 20 Modifiers: Hitting Bludgers +8 Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger, Mean Swing Lives: [✔] [✔] [✔] ✘ Final Roll: --
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Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: I be'er no' 'ave some bleedin' idiots decide tha' they can run th' ********' team be'er than I can... OOC: -♡-
I'm a simple loner who the hell thinks that I care I am not the party, middle fingers in the air
Posted: Thu May 04, 2017 9:42 pm
Raymond Ara Yuko Seventh Year Slytherin Prefect Pureblood Parselmouth Team Reserve Chaser
Location : Slytherin Try-outs
To say that Raymond wasn’t worried about tryouts would be an understatement. It wasn’t even the tryouts he was worried about. In fact it was just the fact that the seventh year didn’t know if Leon would want someone like him on the team. After what happened down in the dungeon last year he wouldn’t blame him. However, he was still hoping he could play. It was the only thing that kept him grounded.
Walking onto the pitch with his broom in hand, Raymond took a breath before approaching Leon. “Hey Leon,” He greeted the captain before continuing on. “I know I majorly screwed up last year and I’ve been working on that. I certainly wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t want me on the team after all that. However, I was wondering if you’d consider letting me tryout.” He spoke before waiting to hear what Leon had to say. Hopefully he wasn’t still pissed at him for being a complete lunatic.
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Username: murruelecreuset Character's Name: Raymond Yuko House: Slytherin Year: Seventh Year Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 5 years Any Special Skill: Good Arm, Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Anywhere else you want me I guess.
OOC: Stealing / Passing: --- - 0/3 to Goal - Total Roll: -- AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 Shooting, +8 AC, +8 Stealing, +6 Blocking (Exp + Flying) Special Skills: Good Arm, Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life]
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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!
Kimberly enjoyed playing Quidditch. Since it was the one thing that gave her any real reason to hit something, why not continue it. Walking onto the pitch, the fourth year picked up the usual form. She eyed her captain and Raymond before going about her business filling it out. Handing it back in she decided to work on stretches. It was better than listening in on something that didn’t concern her. She was there to try out for the team probably make reserve and wait for practice to roll around. That worked for her. Hopefully she could get to the dueling club this year. She felt bad missing out last year but her classes took some getting used too.
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Username: murruelecreuset Character's Name: Kimberly Leon House: Slytherin Year: Fourth Year Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 3 Years Any Special Skill: Dang Healthy, Deft Dodger, Mean Swing First Choice Position: Beater Second Choice Position:Anything...
OOC : Aiming: --- Saving: --- - Total Roll: -- AC: 17 Modifiers: +7 AC, +7 Hitting, +5 Other (Exp + Flying) Special Skills: Dang Healthy, Deft Dodger, Mean Swing Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life] [Life]
Aren't you quite outspoken? In spite of that, you are still a loyal person, One who seeks order. I see you doing well in... Slytherin!
Posted: Thu May 04, 2017 10:27 pm
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Rey jogged onto the Quidditch field early as usual, smiling and carrying her broom with one hand. Today was a good day: the sun was shining brightly, breakfast was delicious, and most importantly, Rey actually had good night's sleep. The month wasn't even over and she was already doing better than last year. Hopefully she'd do well in the tryouts today; just because she was on the team last year didn't mean that she could slack off now. They'd won the cup last year and if they wanted a repeat of that then Rey had to play her best.
On the pitch, the only other people were Leon and Raymond, who seemed to be having some deep conversation, and Kimberly. While she dearly wanted to know what it was about and ask Raymond if it had anything to do with what she heard happened last year, it wasn't a good time nor place to ask that. She waved when she approached but other than telling both Leon and Raymond good morning when she filled and handed in her form, she didn't say anything else. Instead, she moved away and started her own stretches to give them some privacy.
Username: oyehh Character's Name: Reyna Whyte House: Slytherin Year: Fifth year Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 4 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Mean Swing, Deft Dodger First Choice Position: Beater Second Choice Position: Reserve beater
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And sometimes when you're on, you're really ******** on And your friends they sing along and they love you But the lows are so extreme that the good seems ******** cheap And it teases you for weeks in it's absence But you'll fight and you'll make it through You'll fake it if you have to
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ﻬஐ Caty took her time finishing her apple as she walked out onto the pitch. It was all rather bittersweet; this would be her last tryout, her last Quidditch season, it was all happening so fast! She could've sworn just a day ago she had been ranting about ceiling mice. Actually she might have. In her haste to get everything together for her NEWT's she sorta forgot to take two days of meds and had a mild upswing. Luckily she recognized what it was and was able to rectify her mistake but was still a tad embarrassed it happened. She finished her apple and vanished her core briefly wondering where exactly it would go before jogging the rest of the way towards the group. She gave a wave to everyone there and took a form sitting on the grass to fill it out.
Username: Yukina101 Character's Name: Caty Blake House: Slytherin Year: Seventh Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 6 Any Special Skill: Dang Healthy, Great Catch, Natural Flyer First Choice Position: Keeper Second Choice Position: Wherever I'm neededஐﻬ
AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 to Catch Special Skills: Dang Healthy, Great Catch, Natural Flyer Lives: [heart] [heart] [heart] [heart] Final Roll: -
And you'll show up for work with a smile You'll be better you'll be smarter And more grown up and a better daughter Or son and a real good friend You'll be awake and you'll be alert You'll be positive though it hurts
Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 1:38 pm
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 got to the pitch just as tryouts were opened and quietly filled out the paperwork before handing it back to Leon with a smile. She returned to where Caty was and began stretching silently. She was hoping they could win the cup again this year. That would make for a great end of school victory.
Username: Devlyn Maycry Character's Name: Aimee McHalen House: Slytherin Year: Seventh Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 5 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes First Choice Position: Seeker Second Choice Position: Ha
Position: Seeker AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 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
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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
Devlyn Maycry
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2017 1:52 pm
You can fake that smile For a hollowwhile But thekidsall learn Once those bridgesburn
Flick marched onto the pitch, and as always, was feeling rather twitchy. She just couldn't keep her own thoughts under control anymore. The littlest changes set her off completely and she was sure to end up getting kicked out of school if she kept getting in trouble for fighting other students. She sighed and unclenched her fists to fill out the form and then began stretching.
Username: Devlyn Maycry Character's Name: Flick Horne House: Slytherin Year: Fourth Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 3 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Anything else?
Position: Chaser AC: 17 Modifiers: +7 steal/throw Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe Life 1 Life 2 Life 3 Above AC steal/throw 0-0
And don't be surprised If they don't buyyour lies Some of us can seethrough Your stained glasseyes
xxxThe s**t gets thicker.... It's toxic xxxxxxPot kettle, pot kettle black... Talk that, talk that smack xxxxxxxxxDid you hear about that b***h, and what she did? I don't believe it xxxxxxxxxxxxWhat a ho. What a tramp. What a slut. xxxxxxxxx Pot kettle, pot kettle black... Watch your, watch your back
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╔═════════════════════════════════╗ Oliver Davis Slytherin - Fifth Year - Fifteen Years Old - Prefect - Vice Captain - Chaser - Pureblood ╚═════════════════════════════════╝
Oliver hurried onto the pitch. He thought he’d have enough time to get ready this morning and grab a bite to eat, but the damn Prefect bath had a line. So, he had to trudge all the way back to the common room to shower, then to the Great Hall to eat – after all, he couldn’t tryout for Quidditch on an empty stomach. That only asked for a disaster to happen. Only then did the idiot realize he left his broom in the dormitories, so he ran through the castle, grabbed that (and his water bottle which he almost forgot as well), and tore onto the pitch; his forehead glistening in a light layer of sweat. “I’m – here!” he called through breaths. Luckily, Ollie wasn’t too late. Maybe Leon wouldn’t kill him. Besides, the captain looked like he was busy speaking with Raymond anyway. After drinking a quarter of his bottle, the vice captain filled out a form and joined Reyna for some stretches. He didn’t say a word to her, expecting that she’d tease him for being late.
Username: kiska166 Character's Name: Oliver Davis House: Slytherin Year: 5th Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 4 Any Special Skill: Swift Swipe, Good Arm & Deft Dodger First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Come on..
Team: Armour Class: 16 Modifiers: (stealing quaffle +6) (shooting quaffle +6) Skills: Swift Swipe, Good Arm & Deft Dodger Total Roll: Post: 0/3 Lives: [1] [2] [3] Score: > than keeper Steal: > than AC Block: > than roll
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
I don't quite understand a manicure But you're the only friend I'd take a shower for ♫
Ever since I could remember, Everything inside of me, Just wanted to fit in I was never one for pretenders, Everything I tried to be, Just wouldn't settle in
Byuch swore that if he got called midget again by the captain of Slytherin, he was going to look up a hex to give the captain. Jerk. Giving Angrish a glare, he grabbed a form and filled it out before settling back to wait for tryouts to start. He was pretty sure that he didn't have that long to wait.
Username: Diamond Wales Character's Name: Byuchuch Horne House: The one with the snake, dumbarse Year: Second Advanced Flying I: I'm in it. Advanced Flying II: If I haven't passed the first class yet, what makes you think I've passed the second one? Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 1 Any Special Skill: Deft Dodger, Sharp Eyes Great Catch First Choice Position: Seeker Second Choice Position: See above if you can't read.
AC: 13 Modifiers: +3 for spotting, +3 for catching Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Sharp Eyes Great Catch Lives: {Life 1}{Life 2}{Life 3} Final Roll: -- -/3 Catch Up -/2 Attempts
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Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: If I hear midget one more time... OOC: - ☣ -
Can I clear my conscience If I'm different from the rest? Do I have to run and hide? I never said that I want this, This burden came to me, And it's made its home inside
Posted: Tue May 09, 2017 9:17 pm
I don't like the music other people tend to share Hate your loser lyrics, middle fingers in the air I'm a starving artist nowhere close to millionaire I prefer my Kia, middle fingers in the air
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Leon wasn't surprised when Ray came up to talk to him. He should have been considering that they both screamed at each other last year, but he wasn't. Snorting as Ray decided to go on some stupid speech about giving him a chance, Leon leveled the other Slytherin with a look and crossed his arms."Yer 'ere, ain' ya? I din' bea' ya inta a pulp ta preven' ya from comin' down ta th' pitch. An' considerin' th' turnou' this year, I ain' sayin' no ta anyone playin', so yer in luck, ya ge' ta try ou'. Pull any bleedin stupid shite, an' I ain' gonna guarantee tha' I won' decide ta knock ya down a peg or two."
With that said, he turned toward the rest of the team and considered who was here and who wasn't. If nothing else, he was going to drag some first years to the team next year if he had to, even if that meant that he had to come back to school to do it. This was the worst turnout he'd ever seen for the team ever."Oi, listen up! I kna' ya all kna' me by now, so I ain' doin' no fancy bleedin' speeches. Ya kna' wot I expec', an' wot I don' expec', so don' be ********' idjits an' things should still be good. Wot I am gonna do is tell ya ta run three laps an' then ge' up inta th' air. Ollie, you an' Kimberly are on green team as chasers wiff me as beater an' Aimee as seeker. Ray, you an' Flick are on silver team wiff Rey as beater an' th' bleedin' midge' as seeker. Caty, yer gonna be keeper for boff teams. Now, 'op ta yer laps!"
Green Team: Ollie, Kimberly - Chasers Leon - Beater Aimee - Seeker
Rey smirked at Oliver when he joined her late, but didn't say anything else. She saw him heading for the prefect as she was leaving and seeing the line that had formed made her glad that she decided to shower in her dorm instead. Leon then rounded them up and addressed them with his usual gruff manner before sending them running laps. Rey did hers without protest although she paused for a moment to catch her breath before climbing onto her broom and taking off. She took a quick look around the pitch before moving to chase a bludger to try and hit Aimee.
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Green Team: Ollie, Kimberly - Chasers Leon - Beater Aimee - Seeker
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