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

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✯I used to bite my tongue and hold my breath
✯Scared to rock the boat and make a mess
✯So I sat quietly, agreed politely
✯I guess that I forgot I had a choice
✯I let you push me past the breaking point
✯I stood for nothing, so I fell for everything

✯I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire✯
✯Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar✯
✯Louder, louder than a lion✯
✯Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar✯

Remy flew in perfect sync with Caitlin, then looked up when her name was called, followed by "catch." The gold eyed girl gave a nod, then easily caught the ball. "Thanks, Cait!" She took the ball in her left hand then threw hard at the goals, hoping to bypass Crash and score.

TEAM ONE CHASER
AC: 18
Modifiers: +8
Total Roll: 25
03//03
Skills: Good Arm || Natural Flier || Swift Swipe
Lives: [✭] [✮] [✭]
{OoC:}

You held me down, but I got up ✯
Already brushing off the dust✯
You hear my voice, you hear that sound✯
Like thunder gonna shake the ground✯
You held me down, but I got up ✯
Get ready ’cause I've had enough✯
I see it all, I see it now✯

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

They said all teenagers scare the living s h i t out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

The boys and girls in the clique
The awful names that they stick
You're never gonna fit in much, kid
But if you're troubled and hurt
What you got under your shirt
Will make them pay for the things that they did

Christian Barrett

Crash
Third Year Gryffindor

Damn, he thought, and cursed under his breath as the quaffle was instantly stolen. He should have seen that. He braced himself as the chasers gained speed and closed the distance between. He hovered in place between all three of the goal posts, the shadow of the rings made it hard for him to see through the stark sunlight in his face. The glint of the red ball caught his eye as it was thrown to him to make a score. He pushed his broom hard and reached out to steal it out of the air, if he was lucky.

((So is the 6+ hour wait limit not pertinent to the tryouts??))

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Team Two: Keeper
AC= 12
Mods= (+4 to block the quaffle) (+2 to flying)
Hold the Line, Great Catch, Natural Flyer
((on mobile))
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[The Forgotten Weasley]

Some things we don't talk about
Rather do without
And just hold the smile
Falling in and out of love

Ashamed and proud of
Together all the while
You can never say never
While we don't know when

Tobias Philemon Walsh

- Halfblood Gryffindor - Second Year - Twin -

[feeling: nervous] [thinking: I'm probably not going to get an actual spot...] [with: Gryffindors] [at: Gryffindor Team Tryouts]

Toby yelped in pain when the bludger he was trying to hit instead slammed into his leg. He didn't think he'd broken it, well he hoped not, but it hurt like the...he searched for an appropriate word in his mind. Dickens. It hurt like the Dickens. That sounded like something Jess would say. He trailed behind the other flyers, trying not to move his leg too much.

Younger now than we were before.

TEAM 2
Position: Trying Out for Beater
AC: 12
Mods: +2 Bludger Hits (-2 Lives Lost)
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy, Mean Swing
Lives: (X)(X)(X)(X)

((This is my first time, ever, rping a character playing Quidditch. The dice system confuses the heck out of me but I'm going to try. Please let me know if I do anything wrong, guys. Thanks!))

But time and time again
Younger now than we were before
Don't let me go
Don't let me go

We're falling apart and coming together
Again and again
We're growing apart but we pull it together
Pull it together, together again

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

They said all teenagers scare the living s h i t out of me
They could care less as long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone, but not me

The boys and girls in the clique
The awful names that they stick
You're never gonna fit in much, kid
But if you're troubled and hurt
What you got under your shirt
Will make them pay for the things that they did

Christian Barrett

Crash
Third Year Gryffindor

Aw, naw! He practically screamed in his head as he hurled left, to where he thought the quaffle would go, but it went to the right goal post instead and he missed it. He snapped his fingers and sighed. The quaffle fell down to the grass and he banked down around to scoop it up with a firm hand. He waited for an open chaser and tossed the quaffle back in the game toward Alex.

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Team Two: Keeper
AC= 12
Mods= (+4 to block the quaffle) (+2 to flying)
Hold the Line, Great Catch, Natural Flyer
((on mobile))
T1: 10
T2: 00
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[mc2]

Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"

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Location: Quidditch Pitch
[Wearing:Try Out Clothes]
Company: Gryffindor Team Hopefuls

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Yep... totally forgot how bad those things can hurt.

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Ronna let out a few swear words as the bludger hit her right ankle: she had forgotten how hard one of them could hurt. She was pretty sure her boots had protected her mostly but from the feel of it she could possibly have a fracture. Yay for a first broken bone, Ronna thought holding in her swears and the temptation to let a few tears of pain out. She had to focus.

She decided that Crash was having a bit too much good luck and she thought it would be interesting to see how he handled a bludger. She had awful luck with her swing last time but swinging in batting cages and swinging a bat on a broom were two very different things.

Team One
Aiming at: Crash
Roll: 2
Total: 2 +1 +2 = 5
Position: Applying for Beater
AC: 10 +1 (years playing) +2 (Deft Dodger) +2 (Natural Flyer)=15
Modifiers: +2 Hit Bludger, +2 Avoiding Bludgers, +2 Flying +1 (1 year quidditch team)
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: [X] [O] [O]

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Essy ze Ninja

((OCC: sorry after work I had something to go to so no internet access. Let's see if I get better luck rolling this time. And of course one life down))  

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✯I used to bite my tongue and hold my breath
✯Scared to rock the boat and make a mess
✯So I sat quietly, agreed politely
✯I guess that I forgot I had a choice
✯I let you push me past the breaking point
✯I stood for nothing, so I fell for everything

✯I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire✯
✯Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar✯
✯Louder, louder than a lion✯
✯Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar✯

Remy gave a small smile as her shot sailed through the goal. Oh yes. She was back. Gold eyes twinkled a bit, the girl grinning. The Keeper passed toward one of the first years, whom Remy thought to be called Alex. She darted after the ball, smiling wildly.

{OoC to Essy: The 6+ hour rule is still in effect for try-outs, but as Remy was passed the ball, she was able to be immediately posted... at least, that's how it's always been played.}
TEAM ONE CHASER
AC: 18
Modifiers: +8
Total Roll: 13
00//03
Skills: Good Arm || Natural Flier || Swift Swipe
Lives: [✭] [✮] [✭]
{OoC:}

You held me down, but I got up ✯
Already brushing off the dust✯
You hear my voice, you hear that sound✯
Like thunder gonna shake the ground✯
You held me down, but I got up ✯
Get ready ’cause I've had enough✯
I see it all, I see it now✯

 

[mc2]

Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"

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Location: Quidditch Pitch
[Wearing:Try Out Clothes]
Company: Gryffindor Team Hopefuls

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And, now I just look like an idiot... and OUCH!

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The pain from her ankle caught her just enough off balance that she managed to make connection with her lower right arm with the bludger. She had grazed it mostly but the iron ball was still going to leave a nasty bruise. If there was a reward for taking a beating from bludgers, Ronna had a feeling she might just win it at this rate with her ankle and now her arm with the growing, swelling bruise.

Did the summer away from flying really make her that bad? She knew she could hit a ball... hitting a bludger was generally the same concept. She gritted her teeth and flew higher taking a few calming breath getting used to the pain in her arm-and more so the pain in her ankle. She needed to keep her focus. All she had shown this new captain so far is she apparently had bad luck with bludgers and must have stumbled on the team, even as a reserve, out of Remy's pure pitty.

Team One
Position: Applying for Beater
AC: 10 +1 (years playing) +2 (Deft Dodger) +2 (Natural Flyer) -2(lives lost)=13
Modifiers: +2 Hit Bludger, +2 Avoiding Bludgers, +2 Flying +1 (1 year quidditch team) -2 lives lost
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: [X] [X] [O]


((OCC: Seriously, I suck at rolling apparently... who wants to bet Ronna knocks herself out in tryouts?))  

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

✯I used to bite my tongue and hold my breath
✯Scared to rock the boat and make a mess
✯So I sat quietly, agreed politely
✯I guess that I forgot I had a choice
✯I let you push me past the breaking point
✯I stood for nothing, so I fell for everything

✯I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire✯
✯Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar✯
✯Louder, louder than a lion✯
✯Cause I am a champion and you’re gonna hear me roar✯

Remy barely intercepted, but she did regardless. Another grin and the girl decided to pass. She knew the First Years were the ones who really needed to be tested, so she threw at Leo. "Leo! Go!" Hopefully the girl was paying attention! Now just to assist the girl to the goals, and hope for another successful score.

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murruelecreuset

TEAM ONE CHASER
AC: 18
Modifiers: +8
Total Roll:
01//03
Skills: Good Arm || Natural Flier || Swift Swipe
Lives: [✭] [✮] [✭]
{OoC:}

You held me down, but I got up ✯
Already brushing off the dust✯
You hear my voice, you hear that sound✯
Like thunder gonna shake the ground✯
You held me down, but I got up ✯
Get ready ’cause I've had enough✯
I see it all, I see it now✯

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

Some things we don't talk about
Rather do without
And just hold the smile
Falling in and out of love

Ashamed and proud of
Together all the while
You can never say never
While we don't know when

Tobias Philemon Walsh

- Halfblood Gryffindor - Second Year - Twin -

[feeling: nervous] [thinking: I'm probably not going to get an actual spot...] [with: Gryffindors] [at: Gryffindor Team Tryouts]

Toby tried to ignore the aching in his stomach and searing pain in his leg as he got ready to take another swing. He really hoped this shot worked out. The second year aimed at Leo, swinging his bat toward the bludger, bracing himself.

Younger now than we were before.

TEAM 2
Position: Trying Out for Beater
AC: 12
Mods: +2 Bludger Hits (-2 Lives Lost)
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy, Mean Swing
Lives: (X)(X)(X)(X)

((This is my first time, ever, rping a character playing Quidditch. The dice system confuses the heck out of me but I'm going to try. Please let me know if I do anything wrong, guys. Thanks!))

But time and time again
Younger now than we were before
Don't let me go
Don't let me go

We're falling apart and coming together
Again and again
We're growing apart but we pull it together
Pull it together, together again

 

[mc2]

Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"

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Location: Quidditch Pitch
[Wearing:Try Out Clothes]
Company: Gryffindor Team Hopefuls

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Focus Ronna... forget the ankle and focus.

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Ronna's blue eyes scanned the field and she spotted Toby and she forced a smile through the pain, she hadn't tried for her classmate. And, to tell the truth she was a bit irked that he had the nerve to show up trying out as yet another person trying out for a beater. There was enough beater hopefuls! He had already taken a couple hits but she figured another one for him wouldn't hurt. Besides, it was normal for beaters to get hit a lot. If he wanted to be beater so bad, he needed to learn to take a few hits.

She focused on her irk at Toby and the weight of the bat in her hand and swung at a bludger aiming for Toby. Luck had not been on Ronna's side so far in try outs but who knows maybe she'd rear her head-or maybe Ronna would get more time to focus on studies and not even make reserve. Her blue eyes narrowed and she swung the bludger aimed towards Toby.

Team One
Aiming at: Toby
Roll: 12
Total: 12 +1 +2 -2 =13
Position: Applying for Beater
AC: 10 +1 (years playing) +2 (Deft Dodger) +2 (Natural Flyer) -2(lives lost)=13
Modifiers: +2 Hit Bludger, +2 Avoiding Bludgers, +2 Flying +1 (1 year quidditch team) -2 lives lost
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: [X] [X] [O]

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The Forgotten Weasley

 

[murruelecreuset]

murruelecreuset

Location: Quidditch Try-outs

Leonette watched as Caitlin took the quaffle back and then passed it to Remy. Watching the older Gryffindor score Leo clapped almost falling off her broom. Then the ball was tossed at one of the first years Alex she guessed anyways. When Remy reclaimed the quaffle she was ready to either get it back if taken or catch it. As Remy called to her Leonette flew right under the quaffle and grabbed it flying off. Quickly dodging a bludger that was aimed for her she went towards the goal.

Status: I can do this... That hurt...
With: Quidditch Team...

Wearing: Try-out outfit

OOC:
Team 1 (2/3)
Position: Chaser
AC: 10
Modifiers: +2 block, +2 steal, +2 shoot, -1 hit
Special Skills: Hold the Line, Swift Swipe, Good Arm
Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life]

 

[kiska166]

I'll be your soldier, fighting every second of the day for your dreams.
So don't stress, don't cry, we don't need no wings to fly.





Cameron grabbed a bat before soaring into the air. He could aim at chasers or other beaters. Sounds like a plan, he thought, keeping his eyes peeled for anything headed his way, whether it was a bludger or a player. A voice called out to him from below. The sixth year looked down to see Keith warning him about potential dung bombs. "Ugh, gross," the boy muttered under his breath. If Luke really did plant them in the brunette's trunk, he would have to get him back for that somehow. The sixth year looked back at the players flying around. As a bludger flew towards him, Cameron swung his bat and aimed towards Ronna. There was no way he would let her beat him out for the beater position.

Team: 2
Armour Class: +16
Aiming At: Veronica Kiss
Targets Hit: 0
People Hit: 0
Modifiers: (hitting bludger +6)
Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Dang Healthy
Total Roll: 21
Hit Bludger: 4+ without Modifier
Block Bludger: 16+
Lives: [1] [2] [3] [4]





As long as you love me, we could be starving,
we could be homeless, we could be broke. As long as you love me.

((OOC: outfit in right picture))

 

[kiska166]

Alexandria nodded. It was her turn to try for chaser first. Once the game began, the eleven year old grabbed a broom and flew for the goal posts. She wouldn't let any silly quaffle get by her. After Crash let it get by him, he threw it to Alex, but her catch was intercepted by Remy. Dang it! she thought as she flew towards the seventh year, going in for a steal.

Team: 2
Armour Class: +12
Shots Blocked: 0
Modifiers: (blocking goals +4)
Skills: Great Catch, Hold The Line, Natural Flyer
Total Roll: 16
Block Quaffle: Higher roll than shooter
Lives: [1] [2] [3]

Oh, oh, oh, it's m a g i c you know. Never b e l i e v e it's not so.

((OOC: GAH! I'm so lost right now.))

It's m a g i c you know. Never b e l i e v e it's not so.

 

[kiska166]

((Definitely had no idea what was happening, so this is my roll for Alexandria now that I understand xD))  

[mc2]

Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 12
Year at Hogwarts: 2nd year
Height: 5'3"

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Location: Quidditch Pitch
[Wearing:Try Out Clothes]
Company: Gryffindor Team Hopefuls

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Pathetic... absolutely bloody pathetic... bloody... I'm coughing blood... see the humor? Yeah, I think I'm a bit delusional at the moment.

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Ronna was so focused on watching as the bludger made contact with Toby, feeling a taste of success it was only last minute she heard the bludger coming towards her. She turned just in time to have it slam squarely into her ribs and she clutched her stomach trying to steady her broom as she coughed up blood, ruining a perfectly good hoodie if it wasn't for the fact there was no doubt some magic to probably get the blood out.

She managed to circle her broom down to the ground and landed, hands on and knees on the ground coughing up blood from the bludger hit which she was pretty sure was from Cameron. Guess he was really determined to get a spot on the team with his girlfriend though she saw Tryv as more of a threat. The more important thing was she felt awful, was a mess, only made one hit, did awful in try outs due to horrible luck and probably not being on a broom all summer and she couldn't get back up there-not in this condition.

The world around her was spinning and she inched her hand towards her hurt ankle and realized she would have to go to the hospital wing and the pathetic thing was after all that she still probably wouldn't even get a reserve spot as beater.

Team One
Position: Applying for Beater
AC: 10 +1 (years playing) +2 (Deft Dodger) +2 (Natural Flyer) -3(lives lost)=12
Modifiers: +2 Hit Bludger, +2 Avoiding Bludgers, +2 Flying +1 (1 year quidditch team) -3 lives lost
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: [X] [X] [X] NO LIVES


{OOC: Seriously? Well there goes Ronna's last life. Good hit by Cameron, though.}