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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 walked onto the pitch. This was his last time trying out for a school Quidditch team, but not his last time trying out for Quidditch. Whether or not he would make a professional team was a different story, but he would still try out. Either way, he had to at least make Hogwarts' team this year because if he didn't, what kind of a chance did he have in making a professional team? The beater hopeful picked up a form and filled it out before handing it back to his girlfriend, the Quidditch captain. After handing the form to Elli, Cameron stretched his muscles for a few minutes before jumping onto his broom and flying several laps around the pitch. When he landed, he was surprised to see Ronna had actually showed up. One more person to beat out, he thought while picking up his water bottle and taking it sip from it.
Username: kiska166
Character's Name: Cameron Rowley
House: Gryffindor
Year: 7th
Advanced Flying I: Yes
Advanced Flying II: Yes
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 5
Any Special Skill: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Dang Healthy
First Choice Position: Beater
Second Choice Position: Beater
Team: --
Armour Class: +17
Aiming At:
People Hit: 0
Bludgers Blocked: 0
Modifiers: (hitting bludger +7)
Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Dang Healthy
Total Roll:
Hit Bludger: 4+ without Modifier
Block Bludger: 16+
Lives: [1] [2] [3] [4]
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
As long as you love me, we could be starving,
we could be homeless, we could be broke. As long as you love me.
Format by XxXDevil-Chan |
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 4:46 pm
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Alexandria walked onto the pitch. She decided to try out for Quidditch again this year even though her chances of making the immediate team were just as bad as last year, but she thought she would give it a shot. After all, she still got the opportunity to play during practices even if she wasn't needed during the matches. The twelve year old grabbed a form and filled it out. Idly, she wondered if Theo would be trying out this year. The boy was upset with last year's try outs because he hadn't even made reserve, but trying out was still worth a shot, wasn't it?
Username: kiska166
Character's Name: Alexandria Quimby - Scott
House: Gryffindor
Year: 2nd
Advanced Flying I: Currently enrolled
Advanced Flying II: Not yet
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 1
Any Special Skill: Great Catch, Hold The Line, Natural Flyer
First Choice Position: Keeper
Second Choice Position: Uhh.. Chaser
Team: --
Armour Class: +13
Shots Blocked: 0
Modifiers: (blocking goals +5)
Skills: Great Catch, Hold The Line, Natural Flyer
Total Roll:
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: outfit in left picture))
It's m a g i c you know. Never b e l i e v e it's not so. |
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 5:07 pm
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 Looking: Adorable!
Feeling: Bubbly!
Thinking: Hope I make it!
Doing: Flying around! Minn skipped onto the Quidditch Pitch, hoping for a spot on the team this year. Her hair was tied back in low pigtails, done by her brother's steady hands that morning at breakfast. Bright green eyes sparkled in the sunlight, the fourteen year old excited for today's fun. She walked over to the tryout forms and filled one out, her curly script filling the page. Once finished, she handed it to Elli, then skipped off to the side before flying her required few laps. Username: Miss GryffindorK Character's Name: Minerva Nolynn House: Gryffindor Year: Fourth Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 3 Any Special Skill: Great Catch, Hold the Line, Deft Dodger First Choice Position: Keeper Second Choice Position: Chaser Position: KeeperAC: 17Modifiers: +9Special Skills: Great Catch, Hold the Line, Deft Dodger Lives: [✿] [✿] [✿] {OoC:} |
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 7:04 pm
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I don't patronize, I realize
I'm losing and this is my real life
I am half asleep, and I am wide awake
This habit is always so hard to break I don't want to be the bad guy
I've been blaming myself and I think you know why
I'm counting time, and time's counting you
Every way that I do
Tobias Philemon Walsh - Halfblood Gryffindor - Third Year - Twin - [feeling: hopeful] [thinking: things better go smoother than last year...] [with: Gryffindor Team] [at: Tryouts]
Toby jogged onto the Pitch, ready to take part in tryouts again. After taking Advanced Flying last year, he hoped he had gotten better at the game. more than that, he hoped things went more smoothly than they had last year, or he'd be hitting things other than bludgers with his bat. Just kidding. Maybe. He took a form and hastily filled it out, scrawling the necessary information. Then he stretched as they were told to, and eagerly hopped on his broom, taking off. He missed the feeling of the wind in his hair and being up in the sky.
Username: The Forgotten Weasley
Character's Name: Tobias Walsh
House: Gryffindor (Nah, I'm a Slytherin who showed up for kicks)
Year: Third
Advanced Flying I: Yep
Advanced Flying II: Nope
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 1
Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy, Mean Swing
First Choice Position: Beater
Second Choice Position: Chaser I guess?
I just can't decide what I'm running from.
Position: Trying Out for Beater
AC: 14
Mods: +4 Bludger Hits
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy, Mean Swing
Lives: (X)(X)(X)(X)
Did you say "please just follow me?"
I thought you wanted me
'Cause I want you all to myself
I can try to suck it up I just can't suck it up
Make me feel like someone else
Please just follow me
I thought you wanted me
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 10:31 pm
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When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
And the bullets catch in her teeth
︵ ︶ ︷ ︸ ︹ ︺︵ ︶ ︷ ︸ ︹ ︺
Tanya came out onto the pitch towards the others with her nerves in a complete twist. This was the day she had been counting down to all summer and now that the day was here she was surprised she made it through breakfast without vomiting! She gripped the handle of her newly acquired Nimbus tightly as she tried to settle her breathing. In..and out....in.....and out. You can do this, you can do this, you can do this was her personal silent mantra as she joined the group of young and old and took the piece of paper and began to write her information down. Tanya Username: Yukina101 Character's Name: Tanya Cherri House: Gryffindor Year: 2 Advanced Flying I: Currently taking Advanced Flying II: No Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0 Any Special Skill: Swift Swipe, Sharp Eyes, Great Catch First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Seeker When that was done and placed in the pile with the others Tanya began the designated stretches before hopping onto her broom and taking off into the air. As soon as the wind began to kiss her cheeks and flow through her loose curled hair a bright smile began to erupt with each passing lap. She could do this, and she would.
︵ ︶ ︷ ︸ ︹ ︺︵ ︶ ︷ ︸ ︹ ︺
Position: Chaser...or Seeker!
AC: 10
Modifiers: +2 +2 +2
Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes
Lives: [1] [2] [3]
Wearing ☆ Where: Quidditch Pitch~Gryffindor tryouts ☆ With: Leo and everyone else ☆ Thinking: This is it... ☆ OOC: So lying underneath those stormy skies.
She said oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
I know the sun must set to rise. |
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 11:11 pm
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ＧＵＩＤＥ ＭＥ ↻ ｙｅａｈ ↘ ＴＡＫＥ ＭＥ ＴＯＧＥＴＨＥＲ ＷＩＴＨ ＹＯＵ ＴＯ ＴＨＥ
ＰＬＡＣＥ ＷＨＥＲＥ ＹＯＵ ＬＩＶＥ ♡Ｈ ＥＶＥＮ ＩＦ ＴＨＥ ＷＯＲＬＤ ＥＮＤＳ ↩
ｉ’ｌｌ ｆｏｌｌｏｗ ↯ ｆｒｏｍ ｂｅｈｉｎｄ ｙｏｕ ｓｏ ｐ ━ ＰＬＥＡＳＥ ＤＯＮ’Ｔ ＧＯ !.
ᴇνᴇɴ wнᴇɴ ᴛнᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴιɴɢ cᴏᴍᴇs ⋮ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅιsᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ
❀ ᴛнιs ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴛнᴀᴛ ι'ᴍ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍιɴɢ ⋮ ʏᴏu'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴀuᴛιғuʟ ʙuᴛᴛᴇʀғʟʏ ❀
The day was, so far, good. No rains, no thunders or any possible thunderclouds, just some peaceful fluffy white clouds drifting on the sky. It was a good day for try-outs. Xavier jogged, wondering how he’ll do this year. ”This is definitely our year, I can feel it,” he muttered to himself as he finally made his way to their captain. Taking a form, he began to answer it, just like how he did the last four years. Handing hid form back, he laid his broom on the warm grass and began stretching. As sweat began to show itself, Xavier began to walk. After he walked a quarter of the pitch, he jogged. Another quarter then he ran. Another quarter and he walked again. He repeated the process several times, making sure his body was ready.
Username: IceGrayWolf
Character's Name: Xavier Nicholson
House: Gryffindor
Year: 5th
Advanced Flying I: yes
Advanced Flying II: yes
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 4
Any Special Skill: Swift Swipe , Good Arm, Deft Dodger
First Choice Position: Chaser
Second Choice Position: Still Chaser
Position: Chaser
AC: 17
Modifiers: +7 to stealing and shooting
Special Skills: Swift Swipe , Good Arm, Deft Dodger
Lives:[♥] [♥] [♥]
Score : + roll of keeper
Steal : + AC
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Final Roll =
Mood ⋮ Ready ❇ Location ⋮ Quidditch Pitch ❇ Company ⋮ Gryffindors ❇ Currently Reading ⋮ The Noble Sport of Warlocks ❛ooc❜ |
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 11:28 pm
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Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
Twelve year old Football Prodigy
House: Gryffindor{|}Football Club: Borussia Dortmund{|}Second Year
Theo walked out onto the pitch on a new broom, knowing that he very well might not make the team, but it was worth a shot: wasn't it? He really didn't know how to play Quidditch significantly well, but he might as well learn how. He knew that he wouldn't be able to compete this year, but with the right training, he might very well be able to compete someday, which is what he aimed for. In Quidditch, he knew he didn't have a present, but he might very well have a future.
As he walked, he saw Elli, the captain of the team. He took a form and had started writing things down on it and answering the questions. He didn't know that there had been an advanced flying class and he probably should've taken it, but that was beside the point, because now, he had to try to, or at least, hope to beat out two seekers for sure, and maybe a third, which in his mind, was not likely. Why am I so down on myself right now? Would I do this if it was football...no! I got to stay focused
He walked around with the broom, when he saw Alex standing over there idly. he went up to her and said,"Looks like another day that I might leave disappointed." He laughed a bit when he said it, knowing he was a long shot to even make the team. He never felt so hopeless before. In his sport, he was always the first one on the team sheet, and now he was struggling to even be the last. He found it as some kind of cruel irony.
I hated every minute of training, but I said, 'Don't quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.
Username: RedEagleEye007
Character's Name: Robin 'Theo' Gibbs
House: Gryffindor
Year: 2nd
Advanced Flying I: no (OOC: didn't know when I could enroll sweatdrop )
Advanced Flying II: no
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0
Any Special Skill: Sharp Eye, Great Catch, Natural Flyer
First Choice Position: Seeker
Second Choice Position: Chaser
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2014 11:29 pm
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Since I was born they couldn't hold me down
Another misfit kid, another burned-out town
Never played by the rules I never really cared
My nasty reputation takes me everywhere
I look and see it's not only me
So many others have stood where I stand
We are the young so raise your hands
Crash
Fourth Year Gryffindor
Crash was a little rusty; he had to admit it. The summer had given him less time to practice than he would have liked (which was a total sum of zero hours, unfortunately.) Although he hardly doubted tackling and chasing the younger students as practice, it certainly had to help in certain areas. Right? He blinked. He wasn’t even sure why he was here, to be honest. At first, he’d done it be better friends with David and Ronna, but now that was just an awkward memory. Stilll, it was bittersweet. The sense of belonging that he’d felt, practicing, flying drills and suffering in their games with his teammates had been unlike anything else he’d ever done. It was... fulfilling, even if they never won a game. But that was going to change this year, he knew it. He was excited. He strolled onto the field empty handed; Crash had to borrow a quill to sign up on the sheet and would eventually have to borrow a school broom, but none of that mattered.
Username: Essy ze Ninja
Character's Name: Christian “Crash” Barrett
House: Gryffindor
Year: Fourth
Advanced Flying I: yes
Advanced Flying II: yes
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 1
Any Special Skill: Hold the Line, Great Catch, Natural Flyer
First Choice Position: Keeper
Second Choice Position: Chaser
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Height: 5' 5" ☠ Weight: 134lbs ☠ Age: 14
Keeper
L1 L2 L3
AC= 16
Mods= (+8 to block the quaffle) (+6 to flying)
Hold the Line, Great Catch, Natural Flyer
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They call us problem child
We spend our lives on trial
We walk an endless mile
We are the youth gone wild
We stand and we won't fall
We're the one and one for all
The writing's on the wall
We are the youth gone wild
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Posted: Sun Feb 02, 2014 12:23 am
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It may sound absurd but don't be naïve
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed but won’t you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
And it's not easy to be me
Jacob stepped onto the pitch, his expression determined. Last year, well, to be honest, it sucked. He was hoping that this one was a lot better. If anything, they had a better team. Well, better than everyone else at the moment. He sighed, rubbing his face as he remembered the last year at tryouts. Who knew he would experience two bad ones in a row? If anything, they just made him wish he had probably never gotten into the sport. Then he wouldn't have risked dying, or being thought a pariah by other people in his house. Banishing those thoughts, he focused on the present. Jaslyn might have been joking, but he wondered if there wasn't a grain of truth in her statements. After all, he recalled the losing streak started when Remy was a vice captain, and he was a first year. He could be the thing that jinxed his team to lose every game, but it could have been Remy too. Ugh, he hated thinking that way. Who'd he turn into, his brother? He wasn't a jinx, he just had bad luck.
He walked up to Elli and gave her a grin as he examined the people trying out. So far they had a good turn out, but he still had yet to see some of the others. Caitlin wasn't there, and neither was Romy yet. Hmmmm. Maybe they decided not to try out this year? Shaking his head, he crossed his arms and watched. "So, everyone figured out what positions they're trying for?"
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
State: Determined
OOC: ...
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I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
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Posted: Sun Feb 02, 2014 8:04 am
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 Keith strolled onto the pitch, his broom over his shoulder. "Hey Everyone." he said as he took a form and began to fill it out. Glancing up he saw all the usual hopefuls, and a new girl. Well hopefully the team would do their best to make a good impression. Let's hope we actually win this year. he thought with a mental sigh. Username: Sir Spazalots Character's Name: Keith Alvern House: Gryffindor Year: Seventh Advanced Flying I: No Advanced Flying II: No Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 4+ Any Special Skill: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer First Choice Position: Beater Second Choice Position: Keeper Position: Beater AC: 10 + 3 (4 years + 1 year due to MTA) + 2 (Deft Dodger) + 2 (natural Flyer) = 17 Modifiers: +5 Aiming at: Final Roll: Special Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer Lives: [ 1 ] [ 2 ] [ 3 ] |
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Posted: Sun Feb 02, 2014 8:15 am
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Posted: Sun Feb 02, 2014 3:34 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 02, 2014 9:05 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 03, 2014 10:24 pm
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♫ Pureblood ♫ Chaser ♫ Dating Cameron Rowley ♫
۩I love this гєς๏г๔ baby, but I can't see รҭгคเﻮђҭ anymore.۩
۩Just ∂คภςє, Gonna be ๏кคұ.۩
Elli took all the forms and looked through them quickly before blowing her whistle loudly, calling everyone back to her. "Okay everybody listen up. We have enough people here to make 2 more than full teams, so that is what we are doing. I will be above watching you all play and assessing who I want on my team. Jacob will be playing with you to assess you all as well. " She paused in her drill-sergeant-esque rant to quickly form teams in her head. Those would work fine.
"The Red Team, will consist of Xavier, Tanya, and Minn playing Chasers, Ronna; Keith, and Tevye playing Beaters; Alexandira as Keeper, and David as Seeker. The Gold Team will consist of Leonette, Rosabella, and Robin as Chasers; Toby, Jacob, and Cam as Beaters; Crash as Keeper; and Eun as Seeker." She flicked her wand quickly and summoned coloured jersey's for each of her designated teams to wear. "Play it like an actual game, and play your hardest. And remember I'll be watching." WIth that, she released the bludgers, released the snitch and sent the quaffle high into the air. She herself darted up above the pitch on her broom with a clipboard and quill to take notes.
OOC: Position: Chaser
AC: 18
Modifiers: (+8 for shots) (+8 for steals)
Special Skills: Good Arm, Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe
Life 1 Life 2 Life 3
Above AC steal
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۩I can't гє๓є๓๒єг, but it's alright, I'm คใгเﻮђҭ.۩
۩Just ∂คภςє, Gonna be ๏кคұ.۩
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Location: Quidditch Pitch (Gryffindor Try-outs) 
