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

[Professor Tahiri]

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Samuel Meridith
Fourth Year Gryffindor
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✔Age: Fourteen
✔Mood: Pumped.
✔Status: With Caitlin Engels

As soon as Sun was hit by the bludger, Sam's attention was drawn. As the boy went down to the ground, Sam headed towards him. Before his broom even reached the ground, Sam leaped off, falling only a few feet. He knelt beside Sun and spoke closely to the boy. "Don't worry Sun, we're going to get you help." He looked up at Jayden. "Jay, can you take Sun to the Hospital Wing? He's in bad shape."

Out Of Character: ...

 

[Bug430]

Jayden Michael Cloud

Mood: Disappointed
What I am doing: Carrying this kid
What I want to be doing: Who the h*** knows

Jayden winced at Sun's fall. It definitely made him reminisce on his fall; so he definitely felt some sympathy, despite the fact that it was minimal. He walked over to Sun, picking him up off the ground.

"Come on kid, let's get you to the Hospital Wing. But you're going to have to talk for yourself to the Nurse because I don't know what the h*** is wrong with you," he said to him, hoping that he was alright.

 

[IceGrayWolf]

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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 smiled, he stepped onto his broom and kicked his feet, causing his broom to rise up. As he was on air, he slightly bowed his head to Sam, as if he was his bodyguard. His broom was just a broom he borrowed from the school. ....Xavier leaned forward, trying to catch up to the other chasers, and saw David and Caitlin trying to steal the Quaffle from Remy. His broom went faster as he leaned more forward, and went around the three. With a little laugh, he flew just in front of Caitlin, then continued to fly up to the front of Remy. With a fast little swipe, he tried to steal the Quaffle from her.

►►► 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. ☢☢☢

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Mᴏᴏᴅ : Uneasy
Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ: This....will be really hard.
Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ : Trying to steal the quaffle from Remy
Wʜᴇʀᴇ I ᴀᴍ : Quidditch Pitch
Wʜᴏ I'ᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ : Gryffindor Quidditch Team

Height : 5"2
Wearing
Wand

Oᴜᴛ Oғ Cʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ: Am I doing it correctly?

Position: Chaser
AC: 12
Modifiers: +2 ( Swift Swipe) +2 ( Deft Dodger) +2 ( Good Arm )
Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Good Arm, Deft Dodger
Lives: [♥] [♥] [♥]  

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

Second Year↝Gryffindor↝Pureblood↭Chaser↜Single↜

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Romy watched his friend fall to the ground. Sun was quitting? His hand covered his mouth as tears rolled down. He had been beaten to the point of wanting to give up, to quit. He recounted the times his ribs had been broken, simply to prove a point. "I quit too!" he declared, his voice full of emotion. He ran off the field after his friend.

{Headed to you, Sunny!}
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Wearing
{What's on my mind?}{}

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✺ Single✺ Chaser✺ Werewolf✺ Gryffindor✺ Pureblood✺
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Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ watched as Sun collided with the bludger. That made her ribs hurt. Sure, she had been hit there before, but never bad enough to cough her on blood... She was so distracted, she didn't even notice that a first year had swiped the quaffle. Her gold eyes locked on Sam's. "Lucky we're at tryouts. We just had not one, but two of our players walk off the team." she said, anger and annoyance in her voice. She couldn't believe her brother had offered to quit, just to be with Sun. She sighed heavily, then flew closer to Sam. In a soft voice she whispered, "I hope you know what you're doing," before flying back to the chasers. "Next is trying to score. You first." she said, gesturing to the first year who had stolen. She really needed to work on her empathy...
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Wearing
{Out of Chasing:}

────(♥)(♥)(♥)────(♥)(♥)(♥)__ɪƒ ƴσυ'ʀє αʟσηє,
──(♥)██████(♥)(♥)██████(♥)ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɧα∂σѡ.
─(♥)████████(♥)████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ѡαηт тσ cʀƴ,
─(♥)██████████████████(♥)ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɧσυʟ∂єʀ.
──(♥)████████████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ѡαηт α ɧυɢ,
────(♥)████████████(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ρɪʟʟσѡ.
──────(♥)████████(♥)ɪƒ ƴσυ ηєє∂ тσ ɓє ɧαρρƴ,
────────(♥)████(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ɓє ƴσυʀ ѕɱɪʟє.
─────────(♥)██(♥)ɓυт αηƴтɪɱє ƴσυ ηєє∂ α ƒʀɪєη∂,
───────────(♥)__ɪ'ʟʟ ʝυѕт ɓє ɱє.  

[kiska166]

✌ Cameron Rowley: Reserve Beater ✌
Third Year: Gryffindor

If I Was Your Boyfriend..
I'd never let you go.

Cameron watched as one player, Sun, was taken to the Hospital Wing while another player, Romy, quit the team. What got into them? Cameron wanted nothing more than to make the team, and two boys that made it last year want to quit? That did not make sense. Well, if he was going to prove he's worthy of being a full time beater for this team, he'd better continue hitting those bludgers. The third year rose back into the air and prepared his bat for an oncoming bludger.

Armour Class: +14
Modifiers: (hitting bludger +4)
Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Dang Healthy
Total Roll: 1
Hit Target: Above their AC / 10+
Hit Bludger: 4+ without Modifier
Lives: [1] [2] [3] [4]

wearing

 

[Rawwry]

♫ Feeling: Angry.
♫ Company: Gryffindors.
♫ What I'm thinking: p***k is going down.
♫ What am I doing; Quidditch Tryouts.
♫ Dating: Samuel Meridith.

Caitlin bit her lip when she missed. Oh well, she'd get it soon enough. Then she heard a laugh and clenched her jaw. The first year was laughing at her? Cait turned around and sped toward the first year. She was going to get it from him. She reached her arm out, trying to knock it out of his hand and into her own.

Position: Chaser
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4
Special Skills: Good Arm, Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe
Lives: [1] [2] [3]

OOC:
Translations:

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[Professor Tahiri]

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Samuel Meridith
Fourth Year Gryffindor
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✔Age: Fourteen
✔Mood: Pumped.
✔Status: With Caitlin Engels

After Jayden took Sun off the field and Romulus up and left, Sam sighed. When he heard Xavier? laughing at Cait, he wanted to pick up a Beater bat and pelt it at him, but he kept his temper in check. "Xavier, keep a check on that gloating. Gloaters don't make the team," he said with a smirk, throwing a glance at Remy. He looked back to his girlfriend and silently willed her to steal the ball back.

Out Of Character:
Position: Seeker
AC: 17
Modifiers: +7
Special Skills: Sharp Eyes, Natural Flyer, Good Catch
Lives: [1] [2] [3]

 

[Xistund]

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

•°o.O ₮evye ℳurphy O.o°•

☾☆☽Single☾☆☽Muggle Born☾☆☽First Year☾☆☽Gryffindor☾☆☽

Teyve got distracted by the boy who got hit with a bludger and nearly missed what Remy said. He needed to stop daydreaming and flew closer he saw that another girl had stolen the ball from the boy and he smiled as he moved to try to grab the ball.

OOC: ....

He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect

Position: Chaser
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 to AC
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger and Dang Healthy
Lives: [x] [x] [x] [x]  

[IceGrayWolf]

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Xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ Nɪᴄʜᴏʟsᴏɴ
╚══════════════╝
✔ 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 heard what Sam said and looked at him, saying, " I have no idea what gloating means but if it's bad I'll do my best not to do it! " He turned to Caitlin, who was trying to steal the quaffle from her. He grinned, and intentionally let the quaffle go to give it to Caitlin. Flying next to her, he said, " If you're angry about the laughing, don't worry. I was just having a lot of fun. " He slightly slowed down his broom and flew to Remy. " I'll score later. But what I wanna know is...if those 2 players really did quit. I know I shouldn't meddle with things like this but since we're not acquainted with one another yet, tell them to take care of themselves. Especially the one that got hit by the bludger...big time. " he said as he looked at them going out of the pitch. He smiled at Remy then flew back to Caitlin and David, when he saw another fellow first year trying to steal the quaffle from Caitlin. He leaned forward as his broom got faster and went near the two, hoping to steal the quaffle once again if it gets loose.

►►► 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. ☢☢☢

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Mᴏᴏᴅ : Curious, Excited
Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ: I wonder why those two quit..
Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ : Checking the quaffle which is being held by Caitlin
Wʜᴇʀᴇ I ᴀᴍ : Quidditch Pitch
Wʜᴏ I'ᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ : Gryffindor Quidditch Team

Height : 5"2
Wearing
Wand

Oᴜᴛ Oғ Cʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ: Imma edit some things in my quidditch statistics. But for now I'll just leave it blank.

Position: Chaser
AC:
Modifiers:
Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Good Arm, Deft Dodger
Lives: [♥] [♥] [♥]  

[murruelecreuset]

David Clarisse
Gryffindor
First Year

Location: Quidditch pitch

'Well I was close but not close enough...' David thought watching Xavier take the quaffle from Remy. He then looked over to see Sun and Romy say the quit after Sun got badly injured. 'I hope he's okay...' he thought. Turning back he noticed Xavier no longer had the quaffle, Teyve stole it. "Alright time to try again." he muttered fly off towards Teyve now.

Status: Trying to steal from Teyve
With: Gryffindor Quidditch team

List of Knowledge: Progress

OOC: When we get a hold of the Quaffle do we do the three posts saying we're going down the field? Or do we just try and toss in? Not sure if tryouts worked the same as actual games.
Position: Chaser
AC: 12
Modifiers: +2 steal, +2 catch, +2 dodge
Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Great Catch, Deft Dodger
Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life]

 

[Rawwry]

♫ Feeling: Angry.
♫ Company: Gryffindors.
♫ What I'm thinking: p***k is going down.
♫ What am I doing; Quidditch Tryouts.
♫ Dating: Samuel Meridith.

Caitlin raised an eyebrow at the boy. She just turned the other way and took off toward the other goals. Only for the quaffle to be stolen again. What the hell was wrong with her? Why couldn't she dodge the steals? Cait spun around and shot after the first year, she needed to get the quaffle back. Pnce she had caught up, she reached an arm out and tried to pop it out of his hand.

Position: Chaser
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4
Special Skills: Good Arm, Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe
Lives: [1] [2] [3]

OOC:
Translations:

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[Cinnabun Gryffie]

Red and Gold Lions
If you’re one of us, then fly with us
‘Cause we make the others fall in shame
And we've got our points going up and up
And yes of course we does, we running this pitch just like it’s ours
And no, you don’t wanna mess with us
Got a snitch on my necklace!

I’ve got these goggles on my eyes
Goals protected on both sides
Lets take a broomstick ride
So let’s go-o-o (Let’s go!)

Tonight we’re gonna scor-scor-scor sco-sco-Score!
Just like the gold is our our-our our-our-ours!
We’re tearin’ it apart part-part pa-pa-part!
You know we’re superstars, we are Gryffindor!!
We’re flying like we’re pro-pro-pro pr-pr-pros!
Our bodies go num num-num num-num-numb!
We’ll always catch the sni-sni-sni sn-sn-snitch!
You know we’re superstars, we are Gryffindor!!
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Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ watched her Chasers for a second, before a first year flew over. "I know my brother. If he didn't want to quit, he wouldn't have. I'm sure he knows his friend." she assured. She looked him in the eyes when he told her to tell them to take care of themselves. "I fully intend on making sure they are well cared for." she said plainly.

She watched the chaser hopefuls continue to steal, despite her order to shoot. She blew her whistle, then cringed. That hurt her own ears! "Chasers! I do believe I said to get to the goals and shoot!" she lambasted. She threw a quaffle to each of the hopefuls, making sure each had a ball. "The game is simple. Make as many goals as you can. Keep track of them and which Keeper you scored past. That will influence a lot. Keepers! Keep track of how many goals you block, and against whom. Thank you." she said, sounding frazzled. What was Sam doing in this mix? She hoped he was working with beaters, since she couldn't do it all!
Wearing
{Out of Chasing:}
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Points be catching up
It’s about dang time to score it up
I’m so sick of being so serious
It’s making my brain delirious!
I’m just scorin’ goals!

I’m telling you ’bout the catch we made
We’re wearin’ our robes, guardin’ the goals
Flyin’ around, hittin’ bludgers (HARD!)

AC=17
Modifiers=+7
Skills: ~Natural Flier ~Great Catch ~Swift Swipe