šmitri š²rigori šamenev Ń Š½ŠøŠŗŠ¾Š¼Ń Š½Šµ ŃŃŃŃŠæŠ»Ń of house Slytherin ___________Seventeen Years Old Seventh Year, Captain ā
Dmitri twisted his lip, grimaced, and kept an eye on Yaxley after he'd been hit with the bludger, reaffirming that the fifth year was perfectly fine. He hovered in play, always near his chasers as they tossed the quaffle back and forth. Not much later, he heard the distinct crack of a beater's bat and spotted Mira aiming right for Kenny. So Dmitri rushed to his seeker to defend him, and hopefully redirect the bludger to Devonte. Sooner or later, the younger students would have to get hit.
āāā Silver Beater AC: 19 (+7 to hit) (+9 to dodge) Great Catch, Hold the Line, Deft Dodger, Quidditch MTA Total Roll: 26
Quidditch Uniform5ā9āand172lbs //OOC:// If you have any questions, you may PM myself or Diamond Wales. (Newcomers, please check out this thread on How to Play quidditch.)
Green: Chasers: Ashley, Devonte, and Louis, Beaters: Mira, Yvonne,
Silver: Chasers: Camila, Kenneth, Evander, Beaters: Dmitri
Year One ā Eleven Years Old ā Slytherin ā Single ā Pureblood
Dev noticed the ball being stolen and tossed, deciding to try his luck stealing it.
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Name Here
"You exist because I allow it, and you will end because I demand it."
Position: Chaser AC: 10 Mods: +2 to stealing the quaffle, +2 to shooting the quaffle Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Dang Healthy, Good Arm Lives: ā ā ā ā Posts to goal:
Year One ā Eleven Years Old ā Slytherin ā Single ā Pureblood
Not even close.
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Name Here
"You exist because I allow it, and you will end because I demand it."
Position: Chaser AC: 10 Mods: +2 to stealing the quaffle, +2 to shooting the quaffle Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Dang Healthy, Good Arm Lives: ā ā ā ā Posts to goal:
Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 4:14 pm
I see you in my head and eye. Your eyes are vacant and your mouth is bright. And all you say are things I don't want to hear... So I smash my hands against my broken ears... We'll be the thoughts that you were warned about! We are the shadows in your basement! When you say doomsday, they say everything's alright! But it's all the same, get yourself a number. Oh, we've been watching you sleep. We know your tricks, we know all your bad habits... We know your secrets, we know what you've lost... We sneak into your closet and have dinner with the skeletons!
Vander found himself being passed the quaffle again, this time by an older girl. He headed off towards the goal posts, determined to at least have better aim this time.
OOC: Position: Silver Team Chaser AC: 14 Mods: +2 Catching Snitch Special Skills: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer Lives: (X) (X) (X) Posts to Goal: 2/3 Goals Scored: 0
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All along you've been asking what's wrong with me! All along you've been living your predicament! Saying you were innocent, but what's that got to do with me? We are the cracks in all you dream about! We are the noises in your attic, We'll be the people you were warned about! We are the monsters in your closet! Now despite your hopes, despite your prayers, you're broke like us. We watch you when you're asleep, we hear as you grind your teeth... We're always wearing smiles, but we're never what they seem. You run when you're awake, but we still kill you when you dream!
Year One ā Eleven Years Old ā Slytherin ā Single ā Pureblood
He winced at the sudden pain in his side, having been quite literally nailed by a bludger on his way to steal. In any case, he didn't let that deter him, pushing forward once more, albeit a bit more slowly.
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Name Here
"You exist because I allow it, and you will end because I demand it."
Position: Chaser AC: 10 Mods: +2 to stealing the quaffle, +2 to shooting the quaffle Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Dang Healthy, Good Arm Lives: ā ā ā Posts to goal:
Posted: Fri Feb 06, 2015 4:40 pm
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Year One ā Eleven Years Old ā Slytherin ā Single ā Pureblood
He grinned as he stole the ball right from the older boy, just before he was about to make it to the goal posts. He turned right around, heading to the opposite goal posts in an attempt to score.
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Name Here
"You exist because I allow it, and you will end because I demand it."
Position: Chaser AC: 10 Mods: +2 to stealing the quaffle, +2 to shooting the quaffle Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Dang Healthy, Good Arm Lives: ā ā ā Posts to goal: 1/3
Mira had completely missed an opportunity because her head wasn't in the game. On top of all that, her vice captain wasn't impressed. Feeling mentally pissed at herself she could only say one thing back to him. "It won't happen again." she called back to him. Getting her head back into the game she fired a shot at Camila. She had to be the next biggest threat.
OOC: Green Team Beater - Ashley, Devonte, Louis, Yvonne Aimed at Camila - Total Roll: 22 (Hit unless Blocked) 3 or lower = miss, + 16 = save AC: 14 Modifiers: +4 Hitting, +4 Shooting, +4 AC Special Skills: Mean Swing, Good Arm, Deft Dodger Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life]
Y V O N N EM O R E A U ā āā xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx______beater__fifth year__slytherin__
"Kay," Yvonne haphazardly answered before taking off. What was her babysitting duty this time? Admittedly, being late didn't help her cause, because two of her try-outs teammates were nailed by these unhappy iron ores. She shrugged. They're big boys: They can handle some pain.
Tsk, tsk. While Silver Team beaters were picking on the weaker players, Yvonne wanted to remind the returning players of their mortality and fragility on the quidditch field, and how each and every one of them was at the mercy of a crazed beater's bat. Herself included, but that was if anyone dared to aim their weapons at her (nobody should complain of a few broken ribs when one declares war on the girl). With a swing of her bat, her eyes locked on her target: Dimitri, the captain himself.
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Team: Green AC: 18 Mods: +6 to Hits Skills: Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer, Mean Swing Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] Aiming At: Dimitri
šmitri š²rigori šamenev Ń Š½ŠøŠŗŠ¾Š¼Ń Š½Šµ ŃŃŃŃŠæŠ»Ń of house Slytherin ___________Seventeen Years Old Seventh Year, Captain ā
He would have been lying if he said he felt bad for the first year; what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger, or so they say. He took charge at the head of the skies, overseeing the game when he noticed both opposing beaters each gunning for their own bludger. Mira struck at Camila first, he hurried to try and meet it while keeping his eye open for the second bludger, but it soared overhead and missed. He raised his bat to defend Rojas and hoped to redirect it back at Moreau. Try and teach her to aim at him.
āāā Silver Beater AC: 19 (+7 to hit) (+9 to dodge) Great Catch, Hold the Line, Deft Dodger, Quidditch MTA Total Roll: 20
Quidditch Uniform5ā9āand172lbs //OOC:// If you have any questions, you may PM myself or Diamond Wales. (Newcomers, please check out this thread on How to Play quidditch.)
Green: Chasers: Ashley, Devonte, and Louis, Beaters: Mira, Yvonne,
Silver: Chasers: Camila, Kenneth, Evander, Beaters: Dmitri
Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2015 5:26 am
Sata Constant Snow Slytherin///First Year///PureBlood///Single
I'm not going anywhere Quidditch Pitch, Slytherin Tryouts... I'll be in tryout clothes... I'm not plotting anything Bloody Hell... I'm late and it's only my first day!
Sata had growled obscenities at his older sister as she chuckled at him. She had taken great measure to make his first day trying for the quidditch team difficult. So he was late... No thanks to her. He wished he could just apparate to the field. Like his Da' would have done. But he wasn't that good yet. OF course, he would be though. His da's blood ran through his veins. And that made him happy. He missed breakfast in his attempt to get to the field sooner than later and when he finally saw the pitch in the distance... He could see others there already doing their thing in the air. He ran for the pitch, cursing his sister's existence and hoped they wouldn't ban him from tryouts because of this. He came to the door of the gate and took a deep breath if only so he seemed calmer. He did happen to be in the house of the Slytherins so it made sense. But at the same time, he didn't want to be too cocky. He took more deep breathes as he headed onto the field and straight towards where the application forms were. He filled one out to his best ability before looking towards the skies, watching the players attempt their best. He was so excited.
Sata's Application
Username: Shabatha Character's Name: Sata Snow House: Slytherin Year: First Advanced Flying I: No... I'm a bloody first year Advanced Flying II: No Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0 Any Special Skill: Swift Swipe, Good Arm, Mean Swing First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Beater
((Please excuse my lateness.... I got really sick just as tryouts started and I couldn't get on....))
I see you in my head and eye. Your eyes are vacant and your mouth is bright. And all you say are things I don't want to hear... So I smash my hands against my broken ears... We'll be the thoughts that you were warned about! We are the shadows in your basement! When you say doomsday, they say everything's alright! But it's all the same, get yourself a number. Oh, we've been watching you sleep. We know your tricks, we know all your bad habits... We know your secrets, we know what you've lost... We sneak into your closet and have dinner with the skeletons!
Vander was not about to let the quaffle go that easily. He didn't really even want to be playing this stupid position, but like hell was he going to be too horrible at it. He went after Devonte with every intent of swiping it back.
OOC: Position: Silver Team Chaser AC: 14 Mods: +2 Catching Snitch Special Skills: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer Lives: (X) (X) (X) Posts to Goal: Goals Scored: 0
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All along you've been asking what's wrong with me! All along you've been living your predicament! Saying you were innocent, but what's that got to do with me? We are the cracks in all you dream about! We are the noises in your attic, We'll be the people you were warned about! We are the monsters in your closet! Now despite your hopes, despite your prayers, you're broke like us. We watch you when you're asleep, we hear as you grind your teeth... We're always wearing smiles, but we're never what they seem. You run when you're awake, but we still kill you when you dream!
Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2015 7:28 am
I see you in my head and eye. Your eyes are vacant and your mouth is bright. And all you say are things I don't want to hear... So I smash my hands against my broken ears... We'll be the thoughts that you were warned about! We are the shadows in your basement! When you say doomsday, they say everything's alright! But it's all the same, get yourself a number. Oh, we've been watching you sleep. We know your tricks, we know all your bad habits... We know your secrets, we know what you've lost... We sneak into your closet and have dinner with the skeletons!
Vander smirked in triumph as he came away with the quaffle, immensely pleased with himself for getting it back. He headed for the goals, it tucked under his arm.
OOC: Position: Silver Team Chaser AC: 14 Mods: +2 Catching Snitch Special Skills: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer Lives: (X) (X) (X) Posts to Goal: 1/3 Goals Scored: 0
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All along you've been asking what's wrong with me! All along you've been living your predicament! Saying you were innocent, but what's that got to do with me? We are the cracks in all you dream about! We are the noises in your attic, We'll be the people you were warned about! We are the monsters in your closet! Now despite your hopes, despite your prayers, you're broke like us. We watch you when you're asleep, we hear as you grind your teeth... We're always wearing smiles, but we're never what they seem. You run when you're awake, but we still kill you when you dream!
Mira was getting rather irritated as her hit was sent deflecting back at Yvonne. Racing over she wasn't going to let her teammate get hit not this time. Like she told Ashley it wouldn't happen again. Hoping to save Yvonne Mira hoped to send it right back at Dmitri herself.
OOC: Green Team Beater - Ashley, Devonte, Louis, Yvonne Saving Yvonne Aimed at Dmitri - Total Roll: 10 (Fail to Save) 3 or lower = miss, + 16 = save AC: 14 Modifiers: +4 Hitting, +4 Shooting, +4 AC Special Skills: Mean Swing, Good Arm, Deft Dodger Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life]
The Beast and Harlot rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-20)
___ He hadn't been doing too well, in hindsight, he shouldn't have expected any differently. It was a wonder he hadn't caught the sniffles or was already short of breath yet, but, so long as he avoids bludgers, he should be fine, right? Merlin, his mum'll kill him if she ever finds out about this. But, he swallowed down his worries and burst forwards on Evander's tail to try and steal the ball.
[OOC: Let me know if I did anything wrong!]
Green Chaser AC: 10 ā¤ ā¤ ā¤ ā¤ Mods: (+2 Spot the Snitch) (+2 to catch snitch/quaffle) Special Skills: Dang Healthy, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes __ out of 03
Year One ā Eleven Years Old ā Slytherin ā Single ā Pureblood
Dylan turned tail as he felt the ball being stolen again, from the same boy he had stolen it from in the first place. How persistent. He reached his hand out, intent on grabbing it.
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Name Here
"You exist because I allow it, and you will end because I demand it."
Position: Chaser AC: 10 Mods: +2 to stealing the quaffle, +2 to shooting the quaffle Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Dang Healthy, Good Arm Lives: ā ā ā Posts to goal:
