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

[The Shiny Furret]

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◉ 𝓴𝒆𝒆𝓹𝒆𝓻 ◉ 𝓿𝓲𝓬𝒆 𝓬𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷 ◉

A beautiful day for tryouts! Kimberly jogged onto the field, running a little late. She wanted to be one of the first on the field, along with Gideon, but she was always running late. It seemed to be a reoccurring thing for her. The little brunette quickly joined her teammates, flashing them all a wide smile. "Hey guys, sorry I'm a little late," she said, nervously scratching the side of her head. Kim spotted Jilly, giving her a friendly wave, as well as Brandon. Her eyes lit up before she quickly filled out her form. Why did she have to fill this out again? She was the Vice Captain, after all. After turning her form back in to Gideon and nodding to him, saying she'd be right back, she tried to regain her cool and walked over to Brandon. "Hey, are you ready for a great year?" she asked him, deciding on the subject of Quidditch to chat about. It was easy for her to talk about, so maybe she would be able to avoid acting strange around him.


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Username: The Shiny Furret
Character's Name: Kimberly Umber
House: Gryffindor
Year: Sixth
Advanced Flying I: yes
Advanced Flying II: yes
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 4
Any Special Skill: Deft Dodger, Hold the Line, Great Catch
First Choice Position: Keeper
Second Choice Position: Seeker


Gryffindor Keeper
Deft Dodger | Hold the Line | Great Catch
AC: 17 | Mods: +9
Final Roll: - - -
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Is your lover playing on your side? Said he loves you, but he ain't got time.
Here's the answer. Come and get it at a knocked down price.
Full of honey, just to make him sweet. Crystal balling, just to help him see
What he's been missing. So come and get it, while you've still got time.
Take a sip of my secret potion, I'll make you fall in love.
For a spell that can't be broken, one drop should be enough.
Boy, you belong to me, I got the recipe and it's called black magic.

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[MJ Spooks]

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spaceJazzy gave Gid her best pout when, the second he saw her, he shoved a clipboard at her with a form on it for her to fill out. "Aw, you're no fun," she told him, but took the clipboard nonetheless. She liked agitating him, it was her job as his ex-girlfriend/second best friend, but he'd pointed out before that it somewhat undermined his authority as captain if she used him like furniture in front of the team. A fact that was echoed and backed up by Eve. Jazzy wasn't sure if she found that funny, or annoying. But, then again, that sort of seemed to be the general consensus about that girl, unless you asked Sebastian, who was just annoyed with her at all times. Even now, she could see them making their way onto the pitch, her prattling on (probably about strategy), and him glaring ahead, trying to ignore her.

spaceThe seventh year snorted at the two of them, clicking her tongue as she pointed it out to Gid. "Hope Kim can handle that drama train next year," she said with a faint huff. Honestly, she was sure Kim would do fine with the team... but she didn't at all envy the fact that the girl had to deal with Eve's attitude. The fourth year was far too open with her so-called superiority, at least in regards to Quidditch. The only reason Jazzy gave her any slack on the subject was that she was actually pretty good, and almost excessively knowledgeable, so she wasn't just talking out her arse. Of course, it sucked having to admit the brat was right a lot of the time, but Jazzy wasn't captain, so that wasn't her burden to bear. Thank God.

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Character's Name: Jasmine Pierce
House: Gryffindor
Year: Seventh
Advanced Flying I: Yes
Advanced Flying II: Yes
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 5
Any Special Skill: Sharp Eyes, Great Catch, Dang Healthy
First Choice Position: Beater
Second Choice Position: Second Beater

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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: Whatever

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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
Second Choice Position: Whatever?

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[Devlyn Maycry]

I can see your eyes turning blue
I can see the weather changing you
Cold summers one after the other
Got old fast, grew tired of each other
Proud sleepless child, followed her


Aine bounced onto the field, full of excitement. She had decided to try out for quidditch only seconds after being officially sorted. She was excited to be in Gryffindor, and she was excited to try out. She hoped if she made the team that her parents would buy her a broom over summer so she could really play well. The school brooms kind of sucked. But she was determined. She quickly filled out a form and handed it back to the captain before beginning her stretches.


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Username: Devlyn Maycry
Character's Name: Aine Ellis-Hall
House: Gryffindor
Year: First
Advanced Flying I: No
Advanced Flying II: No
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0
Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
First Choice Position: Chaser
Second Choice Position: Anything else?



Position: Chaser
AC: 12
Modifiers: +2 steal/throw
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Life 1 Life 2 Life 3
Above AC steal/throw
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It's getting harder to find it in me
I scab my wounds and fall asleep
But now, but now can be
Falling down
Filling, filling the empty

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[Cinnabun Gryffie]

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❇𝔓𝔯𝔢𝔣𝔢𝔠𝔱❇𝓗𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔅𝔬𝑦❇𝓒𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫❇

Gid 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

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AC: 18
Modifiers: +8 {Stealing} +8 {Shooting}
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
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[The Forgotten Weasley]

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.

𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛
𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢
𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛
muggleborn │ fourth year │ 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.

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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

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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.

 

[CatWaffle]

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
Lives: [1] [2] [3]

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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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[Graydon Ironshield]

Fianna Grey
Gryffindor │ Fifth Year │ Fifteen Years Old │ Single │ 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.

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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]

I can see your eyes turning blue
I can see the weather changing you
Cold summers one after the other
Got old fast, grew tired of each other
Proud sleepless child, followed her


Aine nodded as she was placed on Gold team. She ran her laps and then flew hers as well before getting ready for the toss up. When the game began she darted into the air to get the quaffle first.


Position: GOLD Chaser
AC: 12
Modifiers: +2 steal/throw
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Life 1 Life 2 Life 3
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It's getting harder to find it in me
I scab my wounds and fall asleep
But now, but now can be
Falling down
Filling, filling the empty

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[The Forgotten Weasley]

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

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third year │ gryffindor │ 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.

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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

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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.

 

[Devlyn Maycry]

I can see your eyes turning blue
I can see the weather changing you
Cold summers one after the other
Got old fast, grew tired of each other
Proud sleepless child, followed her


Aine snatched the ball from the air and immediately began racing towards the opposing team's goal post. She looked around for a team mate to pass the ball too.

Position: GOLD Chaser
AC: 12
Modifiers: +2 steal/throw
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Life 1 Life 2 Life 3
Above AC steal/throw
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It's getting harder to find it in me
I scab my wounds and fall asleep
But now, but now can be
Falling down
Filling, filling the empty

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[kiska166]

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Mackenzie Hawthorne
Gryffindor - Fourth Year - Fourteen Years Old - Reserve Seeker - Halfblood - Adopted
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Mackenzie flew up into the air, eyes peered for the snitch. She really wanted to make first string this year, so she had to find the tiny, golden ball.

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+

((OOC: outfit in left picture))

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𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓃'𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝑒

 

[kiska166]

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Brianna Kaylie Overton
Gryffindor - Twelve - Second Year - Chaser - Muggleborn
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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: > opponent’s AC
Score: > opponent’s 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.

 

[kiska166]

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Brianna Kaylie Overton
Gryffindor - Twelve - Second Year - Chaser - Muggleborn
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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: > opponent’s AC
Score: > opponent’s 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.