Gryffindor Quidditch Practice: Tryouts Open [[Jun-Aug 2024]]

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✬Ƭнιя∂ Ƴєαя Ɠяуƒƒιη∂σя Ƈнαѕєя✬

Gid blinked when the first year grabbed the quaffle, though it was just by a hair. Gid followed the boy, reaching out an arm to try and steal the quaffle back. He yelped as he avoided a bludger, then hunkered down to focus on the blonde boy. With an outstretched arm, he reached for the quaffle.

Position: Gold Team Chaser
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 {Stealing} +4 {Shooting}
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Total Roll 15
To The Goals: x/3
Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]

{OoC}

 

[MJ Spooks]

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ωє кєєρ σ υ я ѕ є ℓ ν є ѕ α муѕтєяу вυт ωє ρяσνι∂є xxxxxxxxxxxx
ρ я σ ν ι ∂ є тнє ¢ℓυєѕ ѕσ тнє я є ѕ т ιѕ υρ тσ у σ υ xxxxxxxxx
αи∂ ∂σи'т f σ я g є т тσ ¢нє¢к тнє σ в ν ι σ υ ѕ , ωє αяє ѕ σ ѕ є я ι σ υ ѕ xxxxxx
ѕσ ι gυєѕѕ ιт ¢σмєѕ ∂ σ ω и тσ нσω ¢ υ я ι σ υ ѕ уσυ ¢αи в є xxx

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spaceJazzy wondered, briefly, if the other teams had to do these laps, or if it was just Gryffindor. Not that she cared, except that it made things that much harder on Gid. At least they were on the same team this year; she didn't know if Pru had done it on purpose or what, but she was relieved to not have to aim at the guy this time around. She'd messed him up pretty bad last year, after all. She kept pace with her friend when they did the laps, just in case something went awry, and was glad when it didn't. Then they were in the air, and she relaxed some, figuring that she didn't have much to worry about now. As soon as they were ready to start, though, she watched the toss up, somewhat surprised when one of the first years managed to beat Gid to the quaffle. Well, she couldn't let that stand, could she? Carefully, she took aim for the kid, hoping like hell that he could take a hit. He was only a first year, after all.


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xxx ∂ я α м α ∂σєѕи'т f σ ℓ ℓ σ ω мє, ιт я ι ∂ є ѕ σи му в α ¢ к
xxxxxx ι мαу вє υ g ℓ у , вυт тнєу ѕυяє ℓ σ ν є тσ ѕ т α я є
xxxxxxxxx ∂ я α м α ∂σєѕи'т f σ ℓ ℓ σ ω мє, ιт я ι ∂ є ѕ σи му в α ¢ к
xxxxxxxxxxxx ι мαу вє υ g ℓ у , вυт тнєу ѕυяє, тнєу ѕυяє ℓ σ ν є тσ ѕ т α я є


Position: Gold Team Beater
AC: 16
Modifiers: (+4 to Hitting)
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger
Lives: ❤ ❤ ❤
♡ ♡ ♡
Aiming At: Bas
Final Roll: xx
Score
00 to 00
TIED

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xx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xx
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[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✬Ƭнιя∂ Ƴєαя Ɠяуƒƒιη∂σя Ƈнαѕєя✬

Gid nabbed the quaffle and turned sharply, headed back for the goals. He was going to score for sure! Then again, he was against Joel.... so he might get crushed. There was no time to think about defeat, so he zoomed on his way, carefully holding the quaffle.

Position: Gold Team Chaser
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 {Stealing} +4 {Shooting}
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Total Roll ____
To The Goals: 1/3
Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]

{OoC}

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

When the feeble of the spine crumble underneath the grind...
When the blessings of the meek lead to lessons of the blind...
When Heaven shows its teeth and the planets are aligned...
You don't want to have an escalation of the maimed sort.
And you don't want to feel the flame that burns pride.
Now you know the reason why those sleeping dogs lie.
And underneath most money and most power is the tip-
Of something very dangerous strengthening its grip.

A S T E R I A
C E C I L Y
F R E Y
fourth year │ gryffindor │ muggleborn

Aster swore under her breath as her bludger missed. She noticed Jazzy taking aim at the little first year kid, Sebastian, but proceeded to hit herself instead. Ouch. She tried to line up another bludger at Gid.

OOC:
Position: Red Team Beater
AC: 18
Mods: +6 Bludger Hits
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Mean Swing, Deft Dodger
Lives: (X) (X) (X)

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And I don't have to tell you that you're turning pale with albinism.
I am no one's keeper, but I keep my own morals.
And isn't everything we do just a matter of decision?
So if life is just a prison, then I'm breaking out this minute.
Cowards will always step aside as the criminal mind takes hold.
They'll tell you; "Welcome to the jungle, where deception is the code."
But brother will fight brother as their avarice corrodes.
Let the flies swarm, let the noble die strong.

 

[MJ Spooks]

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ï ќṉøώ øṉlÿ τ ï ṃ ε ώïll τ ε l l ïƒ αll τhε с α ɾ ḋ ṡ ώïll τɾεατ ṃε ώ ε l l xxxxxxxxxxxx
'сαυṡε τhïṡ h α ṉ ḋ τhατ ï'ṿε вεεṉ ḋ ε α l τ ќεερṡ ṃε ώ ø ṉ ḋ ε ɾ ï ṉ ' xxxxxxxxx
ṡø ṉøώ h ε ɾ ε ï τυɾṉ τhε ρ α ģ ε , ï'ṿε lεαɾṉεḋ τø ṡ ï l ε ṉ с ε αll ṃÿ ɾ α ģ ε xxxxxx
τεll ṃε ώ h ø сαṉ ɾεαllÿ ṡ α ÿ ώhατ ώïll τ ø ṃ ø ɾ ɾ ø ώ вɾïṉģ? xxx

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spaceSebastian wasn't surprised when he got stolen from, but he was a bit disappointed. It would've been awesome if he could've evaded the other team's chasers. But, no such luck (or skill). Oh, well! He'd just have to get the ball back. Zeroing in on the older player, he got in close and hoped that he could get the Quaffle.


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xxx ï ƒεεl lïќε ώ α ќ ï ṉ ģ υ ρ , ï'ṿε hαḋ τhïṡ ḋ ɾ ε α ṃ в ε ƒ ø ɾ ε
xxxxxx ï'll ταќε τhεṡε ƒ ø ø τ ṡ τ ε ρ ṡ , ģø hïģhεɾ, ģ ø h ï ģ h ε ɾ
xxxxxxxxx ï'ṿε ώαlќεḋ αṉ ε ṃ ρ τ ÿ ṃ ï l ε , ώøɾε ḋøώṉ τhïṡ l ø ṉ ε l ÿ ṡ ø υ l
xxxxxxxxxxxx ï'll ταќε τhεṡε ƒ ø ø τ ṡ τ ε ρ ṡ , ģø hïģhεɾ, ģ ø h ï ģ h ε ɾ


Position: Red Team Chaser
AC: 12
Modifiers: (+2 to Stealing) (+2 to Shooting)
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Lives: ❤ ❤ ❤
♡ ♡ ♡
Currently: Rolling to Steal // To the Goals 0/3 // Shooting to Score
Final Roll: xx
Score
00 to 00
TIED

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xx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xx
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[MJ Spooks]

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ωє кєєρ σ υ я ѕ є ℓ ν є ѕ α муѕтєяу вυт ωє ρяσνι∂є xxxxxxxxxxxx
ρ я σ ν ι ∂ є тнє ¢ℓυєѕ ѕσ тнє я є ѕ т ιѕ υρ тσ у σ υ xxxxxxxxx
αи∂ ∂σи'т f σ я g є т тσ ¢нє¢к тнє σ в ν ι σ υ ѕ , ωє αяє ѕ σ ѕ є я ι σ υ ѕ xxxxxx
ѕσ ι gυєѕѕ ιт ¢σмєѕ ∂ σ ω и тσ нσω ¢ υ я ι σ υ ѕ уσυ ¢αи в є xxx

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spaceJazzy knew it was coming; she'd been off on her swing, and was going to have to pay the price. The third year braced herself for the impact, but it didn't really make it hurt any less. When she focused her attention again, she realized Aster was aiming a hard hit at Gid. Frowning, she took off, hoping to redeem herself by saving her friend, and redirecting at the blonde girl.


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xxx ∂ я α м α ∂σєѕи'т f σ ℓ ℓ σ ω мє, ιт я ι ∂ є ѕ σи му в α ¢ к
xxxxxx ι мαу вє υ g ℓ у , вυт тнєу ѕυяє ℓ σ ν є тσ ѕ т α я є
xxxxxxxxx ∂ я α м α ∂σєѕи'т f σ ℓ ℓ σ ω мє, ιт я ι ∂ є ѕ σи му в α ¢ к
xxxxxxxxxxxx ι мαу вє υ g ℓ у , вυт тнєу ѕυяє, тнєу ѕυяє ℓ σ ν є тσ ѕ т α я є


Position: Gold Team Beater
AC: 16
Modifiers: (+4 to Hitting) (-1 for Injuries)
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger
Lives: ❤ ❤ ♡
♡ ♡ ♡
Aiming At: Aster, redirecting from Gid
Final Roll: xx
Score
00 to 00
TIED

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[EmrysStorm]

Maybe it's the way she walked (Wow)
Straight into my heart and stole it
Through the doors and past the guards (Wow),
Just like she already owned it

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Gryffindor Third Year ღ Halfblood ღ Single

┏━━━━━☆━━━━━┓

Annie came barreling down to the pitch with her borrowed school broom in hand and an apple still caught in her mouth. She had woken up suuuuuper late because, like an idiot, she'd stayed up late last night working on some weekend homework...and maybe reading a few comics she had bought over summer break. But then she'd woken up with a quill stuck to her face and her watch saying that it was still only seven am. When she had walked down to the Great Hall for breakfast she had really believed that had been the time and had been about to tear into a stack of hotcakes when she saw the actual time and promptly squawked and ran back to the tower to get dressed and run out here. All after she had grabbed the nearest items of food which happened to be an apple and a slice of wheat toast. She didn't really like toast so she wrapped it to give to her mouse later while tearing into her apple while running outdoors. Merlin she was so stupid! And so friggen late! She was so begging her uncle for a new wristwatch this Christmas! She slid to a halt in front of the captain gasping for air and not caring when her half eaten apple fell onto the grass. "Sorry...late...want...try out...please?!" Annie gasped out between heavy breaths. She grabbed one of the forms when she was sure she could move without vomiting and filled it out with a slightly jerky hand before handing it back to the older teen.

Username: EmrysStorm
Character's Name: Anna-Marie Curts
House: Gryffindor
Year: Third
Advanced Flying I: Yes
Advanced Flying II: Taking
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 1
Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
First Choice Position: Chaser
Second Choice Position: Keeper?

┗━━━━━☆━━━━━┛

AC: 14
Modifiers: +3 Stealing +3 Shooting
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Lives: [ emotion_bigheart ] [ emotion_bigheart ] [ emotion_bigheart ]
Total: ~
To goal: ~/3

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The Forgotten Weasley

☯Wearing
☯Where ~ Quidditch pitch
☯With ~ Team
☯What ~Trying out...I hope

And we danced all night to the best song ever
We knew every line, now I can't remember
How it goes but I know that I won't forget her
'Cause we danced all night to the best song ever  

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✬Ƭнιя∂ Ƴєαя Ɠяуƒƒιη∂σя Ƈнαѕєя✬

Gid was able to keep the first year from taking the quaffle, and flew on toward the goals. Aster hit hard in his direction, but Jazzy popped out and deflected it, thus saving Gid from pain. "Thanks Jazz!" He yelled over to her, grinning as he went back to focusing on the goals.

Position: Gold Team Chaser
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 {Stealing} +4 {Shooting}
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Total Roll ____
To The Goals: 2/3
Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]

{OoC}

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day!
The sun is up, the sky is blue...
It's beautiful and so are you!
Dear Prudence, open up your eyes.
Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies.
Look around, round and round-

p r u d e n c e
" p r u "
l o w e r y
gryffindor pureblood │ captain & keeper │ sixth year

Pru groaned. Someone was always late, but she knew she should be glad more people were showing up. She simply shook her head at the younger girl, trying not to snicker, and took the form. "Go play chaser on the Red Team with Joel and Sebastian."

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EmrysStorm

The wind is low, the birds will sing...
That you are part of everything!
Dear Prudence, let me see you smile.
Dear Prudence, like a little child.
The clouds will be a daisy chain,
So let me see you smile again.

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

When the feeble of the spine crumble underneath the grind...
When the blessings of the meek lead to lessons of the blind...
When Heaven shows its teeth and the planets are aligned...
You don't want to have an escalation of the maimed sort.
And you don't want to feel the flame that burns pride.
Now you know the reason why those sleeping dogs lie.
And underneath most money and most power is the tip-
Of something very dangerous strengthening its grip.

A S T E R I A
C E C I L Y
F R E Y
fourth year │ gryffindor │ muggleborn

Aster yelped in outrage when Jazzy blocked her shot, then redirected it back at her. The bludger slammed into her leg, while, not hard enough to break it, certainly hard enough that she knew she'd be limping, bad. She tried to channel the pain into fury and the fury into focus. Undeterred, she took aim at Gid once more.

OOC:
Position: Red Team Beater
AC: 18
Mods: +6 5 Bludger Hits (-1 due to life lost)
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Mean Swing, Deft Dodger
Lives: (X) (X) (X)

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And I don't have to tell you that you're turning pale with albinism.
I am no one's keeper, but I keep my own morals.
And isn't everything we do just a matter of decision?
So if life is just a prison, then I'm breaking out this minute.
Cowards will always step aside as the criminal mind takes hold.
They'll tell you; "Welcome to the jungle, where deception is the code."
But brother will fight brother as their avarice corrodes.
Let the flies swarm, let the noble die strong.

 

[EmrysStorm]

Maybe it's the way she walked (Wow)
Straight into my heart and stole it
Through the doors and past the guards (Wow),
Just like she already owned it

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Gryffindor Third Year ღ Halfblood ღ Single

┏━━━━━☆━━━━━┓

Annie grinned brightly up at Pru and greatly resisted the urge to hug her. "Thankyousomuch!" she rushed out before jumping onto her broom and flying into the hair. She knew who Joel was but had no idea who Sebastian was. But guessing that "Gid" wasn't short for "Sebastian" in any way she assumed that he friend was on opposite team as her and thus she needed to get the quaffle from him. With a nod at her own somewhat shaky logic (how'd she know Gid wasn't his middle name?!) she flew after the boy and reached over to try and steal the quaffle.

┗━━━━━☆━━━━━┛

Red Team Chaser
AC: 14
Modifiers: +3 Stealing +3 Shooting
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Lives: [ emotion_bigheart ] [ emotion_bigheart ] [ emotion_bigheart ]
Total: ~
To goal: ~/3

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The Forgotten Weasley

☯Wearing
☯Where ~ Quidditch pitch
☯With ~ Team
☯What ~Trying out

And we danced all night to the best song ever
We knew every line, now I can't remember
How it goes but I know that I won't forget her
'Cause we danced all night to the best song ever  

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✬Ƭнιя∂ Ƴєαя Ɠяуƒƒιη∂σя Ƈнαѕєя✬

Gid flew faster, holding tight to the quaffle. Annie came out of nowhere and tried to steal, but he managed to avoid pretty easily. Gid got close enough to the goals, then threw hard, hoping to make a score. His opponent was a first year named Jameson. Well... here goes nothing.

Position: Gold Team Chaser
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 {Stealing} +4 {Shooting}
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Total Roll 08
To The Goals: 3/3
Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]

{OoC}

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[Cinnabun Gryffie]

{Forgot to Roll}  

[The Shiny Furret]

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Before she could hear Brandon's response, Pru called everyone together to start the practice match. Brandon was on her team as a Chaser, along with Gideon, the boy with the crutches. She was playing Keeper, which was good because there wouldn't be quite as many Bludgers flying towards her, she hoped. Kim started her running laps, making sure to pace herself evenly to not wear herself out. After those were done, she hopped on her school broom and took three laps around the field on it, getting a good feel of the borrowed broom. Maybe her mother would buy her a broom for her birthday next year if she asked really nicely. When her laps were done, Kim took her position at her goal posts and watched the other team closely. Gideon made away with the Quaffle and managed to take it all the way to the other side of the field as well, tossing it towards the other goals. Hopefully her team could come out with a point.


Gold Team Keeper
Deft Dodger | Hold the Line | Great Catch
AC: 12 | Mods: +4
Final Roll: -- (--)
♥ | ♥ | ♥


◉ ╍ ╍ ╍ ╍ ╍ ◉ ╍ ╍ ╍ ╍ ╍ ◉
𝒮𝐸𝒞𝒪𝒩𝒟 𝒴𝐸𝒜𝑅 𝒢𝑅𝒴𝐹𝐹𝐼𝒩𝒟𝒪𝑅 x



They said change your clothes, she said no I won't.
They said comb your hair, she said some kids don't.
And her parents dreams went up in smoke.
She's a wild one with an angel's face.
She's a woman-child in a state of grace.
When she was 3 years old on her daddy's knee,
He said you can be anything you want to be.
She's a wild one runnin' free.

◉ ╍ ╍ ◉ ╍ ╍ ◉

{ooc: Red Team is Jameson, Ivy, Joel, Sebastian and Aster : Gold Team is Kimberly, Fianna, Gideon, Brandon and Jazzy.}

 

[Graydon Ironshield]

Fianna Grey
Gryffindor │ First Year │ Eleven Years Old │ Single │ Position



Fianna wasn't surprised an older girl was competing with her for the Seeker position,her sister told her the post was a coveted one, and Gryffindor always had a good turnout for tryouts. It was kinda funny though that the two of them were pretty similar, both kinda small with red hair. After getting the instructions from Pru, whom was the team captain, Fianna started her laps around the pitch. Though she was small, Fianna was pretty quick, and she ran her laps as fast as some of the other, older players, before she got a school broomstick from the barrel, and taking to the air.

Yeah, this broomstick wasn't as fast or nimble as the one Linny owned, or the one her sister owned, but she was reasonably sure it wouldn't pick today to fall from the sky. She whipped through the aerial laps far quicker than she did the ones on the ground, and soon found herself lined up against the older girl. As soon as the scrimmage started, and the balls released, Fianna started her search for the Snitch.

Username: Graydon Ironshield
Character's Name: Fianna Grey
House: Gryffindor
Year: First
Advanced Flying I: No
Advanced Flying II: No
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: None
Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes
First Choice Position: Seeker
Second Choice Position: Wherever the team needs help

OOC:
Gold Team Seeker
AC:12
Modifiers: +2 to Catch and Spot the Snitch
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes
Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
Action: Searching for the Snitch (2.31 pm)
Effect Value: 15
Results: Close, but not quite

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