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 Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 8:51 am
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murruelecreuset rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 10:19 am
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murruelecreuset rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 1:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 2:17 pm
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Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 13
Year at Hogwarts: 3rd year
Height: 5'5"
Wait who is he?
Ronna glanced up surprised to see as someone rushed to her side- someone who wasn't trying out. Was he even in there house? She knitted her brows a bit perplexed as she held her nose with her right hand. Her left shoulder was throbbing, and she felt a bit lightheaded. "Time-out?" She managed. "It isn't that big of a deal. I mean sure it hurts like Hell, but I was able to land safely so it's not that big of a deal. It's not like anything is life threatening."
She glanced around, though, curious why Jacob, the vice captain, or Elli, the captain hadn't investigated. Sure she hadn't made a big scene about it but still... "And, I'm staying here till the end of try-outs, broken nose, welt on the thigh, and whatever is going on with my left shoulder or not. I want to see the outcome in the end. Besides, a few injuries and a little blood is normal in try-outs. It isn't like the Captain should be that worried and it's not like real games are called for time outs over something like this."
She was actually half surprised when she realized there was a hint of anger in her voice as she spoke up on behalf of Elli. Maybe her checking up on Ronna would have been nice but Elli had a lot to focus on and Ronna hadn't exactly scored points with Elli last year. Suddenly Ronna frowned and said, "Wait, are you even in our house?" She let out a laugh and said sure she must have just missed him in the sorting feast being sent to her house, "Sorry, that's ridiculous... but you know first years can try out too."
Doing: At the Quidditch Pitch for Try-outs [Wearing: Try-Out Clothes]
Position: Beater/Red Team
Aiming at:
Roll:
People Hit: 6
Bludgers Blocked: 1
AC: 10 +1 (years playing) + 1 (Advance Flying I) +2 (Deft Dodger) +2 (Natural Flyer)=16
Modifiers: +2 Hit Bludger, +2 Avoiding Bludgers, +2 Flying +2 (1 year quidditch team and Advance Flying I) -3 (loss lives)
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: [X] [X] [X]
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 2:29 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 had been watching the try outs silently from her broom. Jacob was of course doing well. The beaters all seemed to be beating the chiz out of eachother and her chasers were doing well too. It wasn't going to be an easy decision but it was one she would have to make. She turned her eyes to her notes for a couple minutes and when she looked back up, Ronna was bloody and on the ground. She raised an eyebrow and shot to the ground quickly.
As she landed, she heard the first year offer to take the girl to the hospital wing and then the girl refuse to go. She gently patted the boys head and tossed a healing potion towards Ronna. "Bottoms up!" She said with a smirk. "When you're feeling up to it, get back up there." She looked at the rest of team and offered Ronna a smile before heading back up to continue her analysis.
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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0-0
۩I can't гє๓є๓๒єг, but it's alright, I'm คใгเﻮђҭ.۩
۩Just ∂คภςє, Gonna be ๏кคұ.۩
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 2:42 pm
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Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 13
Year at Hogwarts: 3rd year
Height: 5'5"
Guess I wasn't wrong in having faith in Elli coming through with a healing potion.
Ronna glanced up when Elli called over to her bottoms up and laid a hand on the kid who inquired about her health. Elli hadn't mentioned healing potions this year, but she had figured Elli wouldn't leave them hanging either. She smiled through the pain, though her smile was covered mostly by her hand, and made her find a mouthful of blood, "Thanks." She caught the bottle with her left hand, wincing at the movement of her left shoulder and set the bottle on the ground and took a deep breath. She glanced over at Wren and said, "Besides, a good Captain wouldn't leave someone out to dry forever. It's a matter of having faith."
Sitting up she pinched her nose hoping to keep it straight and said before swallowing the potion, "Now, let's just hope my nose heals straight." She drank it, still holding her nose in place and didn't let her nose go as she waited for the potion to sink in. If she had broken her nose over something not so stupid as the fact she hadn't properly dodged a bludger in try-outs she wouldn't have been so worried about it healing without anyone ever knowing she had broken it in the first place. She closed her eyes as she held her nose and letting out a sigh of relief as the pain eased out of her body from the bludger hits she had gotten.
Doing: At the Quidditch Pitch for Try-outs [Wearing: Try-Out Clothes]
Position: Beater/Red Team
Aiming at:
Roll:
People Hit: 6
Bludgers Blocked: 1
AC: 10 +1 (years playing) + 1 (Advance Flying I) +2 (Deft Dodger) +2 (Natural Flyer)=16
Modifiers: +2 Hit Bludger, +2 Avoiding Bludgers, +2 Flying +2 (1 year quidditch team and Advance Flying I)
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: [O] [O] [O] (Healing)
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 3:02 pm
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Meddlesome Spectator
Some how she'd made him feel really stupid, like he was overreacting - only he was darned sure that by his own standards he wasn't. This girl was definitely made of tougher stuff than he was. Well great, just his luck to agitate the injured player while trying to offer help - maybe he'd get himself chased off the field for harassment now. "Just because it doesn't kill you doesn't mean it'll make you stronger." He shook his head with incredulity, amazed she had no fear of broken limbs. "I hope at 'real games' they have medics waiting on the side lines, then."
Wren coughed and kicked at the dirt evasively as the subject of houses came up. But as if to answer all his questions, the captain herself descended upon the pair and tossed the trooper next to him a - a healing potion? Wren watched in stupefied silence as she drank it down and voila - injuries gone. Well, that would explain pretty much everything. Why people would be willing to risk breaking limbs to play the game - if they could just be magically healed in an instant by drinking a drink. He should've figured that was possible. Still, the pain seemed like a pretty good deterrent to him - even if he had flown a foot off the ground before or had a basic grasp on the rules of the game, he doubted he'd be signing up to try out any time soon. He waved to the no-longer-injured girl, still in a bewildered haze. "Go get 'em." He said listlessly.
He shuffled his feet nervously as he stood next to the captain. Great. He really had brought on the attention of the one person he'd been vaguely trying to skirt around. He felt like he should say 'thanks', but should he really bring any more attention to himself by inviting conversation? Instead he nodded politely to her and kept glancing at her occasionally out of the corner of his eyes as he looked back up at the game.
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The Forgotten Weasley rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 3:33 pm
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Blood Status: Muggleborn
Wand: Inflexible//13 inches//Laurel//Dragon Heartstring
Current Age: 13
Year at Hogwarts: 3rd year
Height: 5'5"
Good... I feel healed.
Ronna let go of her nose as she felt it solidify in place. She was so focused on keeping her nose straight she didn't notice Wren's evasiveness when she mentioned the subject of houses-it would have tipped her off something was off- but instead she had missed it her mind elsewhere. She pulled up her tank top and wiped the blood off her face and said, "It's more about testing my limits for me and supporting my house in any way I can. Besides, the likelihood of me getting on the team-even as reserve- this year is slim. And, in actual games they do have medics waiting, and the actual games usually are less brutal than try-outs."
She let go of her tank top and said to Wren, "My nose is straight, right?" She laughed as she picked up her broom and said, "Guess now isn't the time to worry about that right? Thanks for the good luck wishes." She smiled stretching her left shoulder that had bothered her before and was happy to feel it move smoothly and it didn't pop this time. As she mounted her broom and rose into the sky, rejoining the try-outs she wondered if her lucky streak would hold out. Of course, she wondered if being the first one to be knocked off her broom would exactly be considered lucky-and she had broken her nose and her tank top was ruined unless she was ambitious enough to use cleaning charms on it to get the blood out, which she probably wasn't, since it was a fairly cheap black tank, comfy but not something worth that much effort necessarily.
She took in a deep breath of the air through her nose and let it out of her mouth and then scanned the field and sky around her, re-acclimatizing to what was going on around her and calculating her next move.
Doing: At the Quidditch Pitch for Try-outs [Wearing: Try-Out Clothes]
Position: Beater/Red Team
Aiming at:
Roll:
People Hit: 6
Bludgers Blocked: 1
Lost All Lives: 1 time (healed with healing potion)
AC: 10 +1 (years playing) + 1 (Advance Flying I) +2 (Deft Dodger) +2 (Natural Flyer)=16
Modifiers: +2 Hit Bludger, +2 Avoiding Bludgers, +2 Flying +2 (1 year quidditch team and Advance Flying I)
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: [O] [O] [O] (Healing)
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Sir Spazalots rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 3:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 4:02 pm
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Sir Spazalots rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 4:13 pm
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 Keith grumbled as he missed another shot! He flew after another bludger and aimed at Toby. "Come on!" he said as he swung the bat. Team RedPosition: Beater AC: 10 + 3 (4 years + 1 year due to MTA) + 2 (Deft Dodger) + 2 (natural Flyer) = 17 Modifiers: +5 - 1 Health Aiming at: Toby Final Roll: 22 Special Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer Lives: [ 1 ] [ 2 ] [ 3 ] |
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Xistund rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Feb 06, 2014 4:26 pm
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