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Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 9:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 2:20 am
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╔══════════════╗
Xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ Nɪᴄʜᴏʟsᴏɴ
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✔ Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ ✔
❄ Fɪʀsᴛ Yᴇᴀʀ ❄
♛ Sɪɴɢʟᴇ ♛
☺ Hᴀʟғ-Bʟᴏᴏᴅ Wɪᴢᴀʀᴅ ☺
☀☀☀ I don't go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me. ☁☁☁
☛☛☛ It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, remember that. ☚☚☚
Xavier was running like hell when he realized he was late for the try outs. " God....Dammit..." He cursed as he continued to run, slightly tripping over. He approached the person who seemed to be the Captain this year and gave him his form. " Am I still in? I was preoccupied so I didn't notice the time. " he said as sweat nearly covered his face. He wiped his face though, and his hair. It took some time with his hair but, he could bear with it. After all, this is the Quidditch Team of Gryffindor. There's no time for nonsense here.
►►► After all, to the well-organized mind, death is but the next great adventure. ◄◄◄
☣☣☣ Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light. ☢☢☢ x
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Mᴏᴏᴅ : Nervous, Tired
Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ: Oh please let tell me I'm not late.
Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ : Submitting my form to the Captain, which is Sam.
Wʜᴇʀᴇ I ᴀᴍ : Quidditch Pitch
Wʜᴏ I'ᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ : Gryffindor Quidditch Team
Height : 5"2
Wearing
Wand
Oᴜᴛ Oғ Cʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ: Alexander would not be taking part this time. :I
Username: IceGrayWolf
Character's Name: Xavier Nicholson
House: Gryffindor
Year: First Year
Advanced Flying I: No
Advanced Flying II: No
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0
Any Special Skill: Swift Swipe, Good Arm, Deft Dodger
First Choice Position: Chaser
Second Choice Position: Beater |
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 6:52 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 7:18 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 5:51 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 7:10 pm
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Rawwry rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 7:16 pm
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 7:25 pm
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We're going at it tonight, tonight
There's a party on the rooftop top of the world
Tonight, tonight and we're dancing on the edge of the Hollywood sign
I don't know if I'll make it but watch how good I'll fake it
It's all right, all right, tonight, tonight
𝕰lizabeth ♚ 𝕭urke  Third Year, Gryffindor
She wandered to the quidditch pitch lazily, a certain dance in her step as she twirled in her school robes on her way to watch the try outs for Gryffindor House. She had half a mind to try out, but decided against it, after all, she wasn't all that interested in a broken nose and bruised ribs. But that didn't mean she could watch a certain someone else get bludgeoned.
She watched the last of the forms being filled in and handed to the captain, Sam, just as she reached her seat at the front of the stands closest the team in the stands of gold and red banners. She waved down to Remy and the rest of her house with a bright grin on her face.
"Good luck mates!!" Cersei shouted, waving her hand above her head.
♫ My voice---♪Half Witch-Half Veela------ ♫ Quidditch Stands----------♪ with the Gryffindors --------------♬ ♪ ♫ ♪
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kiska166 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 7:28 pm
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murruelecreuset rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 7:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 7:53 pm
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 Sun ☼ Henrick
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Gryffindor || Second Year || Beater ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
With the bludgers released, Sun flew up into the air, a beater's bat firmly in his hand. His competition wasn't that bad, just Cameron and a first year. Where was Keith, Sun didn't know. This would be interesting, because the three were more evenly matched than the second had predicted. As soon as Sun spied a bludger, on his broom, the boy sped forward until he was a good way ahead of the bludger. He kept his eye on a target int he distance, then using all of his strength, swung at the bludger.
Only... Sun had swung too high, and the bludger crashed into his ribs. No no no, why at the first swing?! Pain rippled through his body as he felt several of his ribs give way. However, unlike his previous experience, this was much, much more painful. It felt like he was stabbed by sharp knives where the bludger had hit, and Sun's body felt numb as he fell backwards, tumbling onto the ground below. The Gryffindor growled and clenched his teeth, rolling onto his stomach and trying to stand up, only to be met with more pain.
Sun sunk back to the ground, kneeling, clenching over where the bludger had collided with his ribs. In a sickening, wet cough, a glob of blood emerged and was hurled onto the ground as Sun leaned forward, feeling as if he suddenly couldn't breathe. Until now that he hadn't seen blood, his own blood, he didn't realize just how much damage a bludger could do.
That was a lie. Sun knew. Memories from the Gryffindor vs Hufflepuff game sat at the front of his mind, fresh and like it only happened yesterday. Sun saw how much damage a bludger could do, how he bludgeoned Heather into the unconscious. Surely... A beater's job was hurting others. What if Sun hit a bludger at someone, and it bashed their skull? Or neck? What if a bludger killed someone? He heard of those stories, where quidditch players died in-game. Sun didn't want to hurt others anymore. But most importantly, he didn't want to get hurt either. He felt selfish for feeling that way.
"I'm dropping out of the tryouts," Sun declared, vomiting another glob of blood. "I'm quitting quidditch." He wasn't sure who was there to hear him. Perhaps the quidditch captain, Sam was there. Perhaps a friendly and worried Romy? Who knew.
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❝ I changed. Now I don't know who I am anymore. ❞ |
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 8:01 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 8:01 pm
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Jacob Drage
First Year - Gryffindor
`•» »-(¯`v´¯)-»
Jacob was just hovering at the hoops, waiting, when he heard a crunch from somewhere below. Looking down, he cringed as he saw one of the beaters, Sun?, Crouched on the ground coughing up blood. He looked around wildly, trying to see if he could catch anyone's attention. "Woah, hey, hey! Someone just got hit with a bludger, and he really doesn't look good!" He wanted to get sick, but steeled his nerve and moved to see if he could go and help him out.
Position: Keeper
AC: 10
Modifiers: Hitting the Bludger +2, Blocking +2
Skills: Mean Swing, Dang Healthy, Great Catch
Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life] [Life]
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
State: Unnerved
OOC: ...
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Posted: Mon Feb 04, 2013 8:13 pm
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