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

[murruelecreuset]

Location: Pitch - Slytherin Try-outs

Being called to break, Mira took a breather. Grabbing some water before Ashley got everyone into teams. She would have saved people but sadly Tristan hadn't really hit anyone and she was doing most of the work. Either way she figured she did well regardless of Ashley's likes or not. When Devonte took aim at Tristan, Mira wasn't afraid to try and save the second year and send it preferable at Sata.

Status: Here goes nothing.
With: Teammates...

Wearing: Try-out Clothes

OOC: Silver Team - Beater Sera, Tristan
Saving Tristan Aimed at Sata Total Roll: 17 (Saved & Hit)
3 or lower = miss, + 16 = save
AC: 17
Modifiers: +7 Hitting, +7 AC
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Dang Healthy, Deft Dodger
Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life] [Life]

Total Hits: 3
Saves: 1  

[The Forgotten Weasley]

There's a war inside of me burning red and honestly-
Any idiot could see that I killed all the hope that I had.
There's a war inside of me, and you watch it silently...
And I wave it constantly like a flag, like a flag, like a flag.
This knife that's in my back keeps twisting; anxiety attacks!
This is a battleground; I'm caught in the crossfire;
My words are weaponry and I'm waiting patiently...

ᵉ ᵛ ᵃ ᶰ ᵈ ᵉ ʳ
ᵗ ʳ ᶤ ˢ ᵗ ᵃ ᶰ
ˡ ᶤ ˡ ˡ ᵃ ᶰ ᵗ ᶤ ᶰ ᵉ
ˢˡʸᵗʰᵉʳᶤᶰ │ ᶠᵒᵘʳᵗʰ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ

Vander continued looking for the snitch.

OOC:
Position: Seeker
AC: 18
Mods: +6 Catching Snitch, +4 Spotting Snitch
Special Skills: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: (X) (X) (X)
Catching Up to Snitch:
Seeking Snitch:

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Username

You win the battle now, but I will return the fire.
'Cause I'd crawl on broken glass to be the one who laughs last!
You're advancing mercilessly; unprovoked and needlessly-
And I'll march you into the sea just to watch you drown in the end.
I am used to these black eyes, to be bruised; antagonized;
But it overwhelms my mind to believe that I call you a friend.
Down the trenches I will go, fight the armies on my own...

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

_______________________________________

Well, that didn't last long. One second he had the quaffle, then he blinked, and it was gone! One of the third years had nicked it from him, and just as he moved to steal from Sata a bludger was headed right for him until Mira knocked it out of the way. He didn't bother to see which way it was deflected, and instead focused on reaching out for that quaffle.

[OOC: ]

∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷
AC: 13
Silver Chaser
(+1 to stealing/shooting)
HP: ═ ═ ═ ═ 100%
(0/3)
∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

There's a war inside of me burning red and honestly-
Any idiot could see that I killed all the hope that I had.
There's a war inside of me, and you watch it silently...
And I wave it constantly like a flag, like a flag, like a flag.
This knife that's in my back keeps twisting; anxiety attacks!
This is a battleground; I'm caught in the crossfire;
My words are weaponry and I'm waiting patiently...

ᵉ ᵛ ᵃ ᶰ ᵈ ᵉ ʳ
ᵗ ʳ ᶤ ˢ ᵗ ᵃ ᶰ
ˡ ᶤ ˡ ˡ ᵃ ᶰ ᵗ ᶤ ᶰ ᵉ
ˢˡʸᵗʰᵉʳᶤᶰ │ ᶠᵒᵘʳᵗʰ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ

Vander smirked as he spotted the snitch and took off after it.

OOC:
Position: Seeker
AC: 18
Mods: +6 Catching Snitch, +4 Spotting Snitch
Special Skills: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: (X) (X) (X)
Catching Up to Snitch: 1/3
Seeking Snitch:

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Username

You win the battle now, but I will return the fire.
'Cause I'd crawl on broken glass to be the one who laughs last!
You're advancing mercilessly; unprovoked and needlessly-
And I'll march you into the sea just to watch you drown in the end.
I am used to these black eyes, to be bruised; antagonized;
But it overwhelms my mind to believe that I call you a friend.
Down the trenches I will go, fight the armies on my own...

 

[shabatha]

Sata Snow
Slytherin~~~Third Year~~~Reserve Chaser~~~PureBlood

We are who we are ~ Shoot, I'm late...
Even if we are not who we want ~ Slytherin Team
Or where we want ~ Pitch

Sata dodged Tristan but went right into a bludger. Getting his in the back, Sata almost lost the quaffle but kept his grip somehow as he went towards Kyson. So close. And Benjamin was no where in sight...


Position: Green Team Chaser
AC: 12
Modifiers: +4 to stealing and scoring
Special Skills: Good Arm, Swift Swipe, Mean Swing
Lives: [<3][<3][Final roll: No roll 2/3 to goals

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

_______________________________________

Tristan missed. He really needed to get his head in the game if he wanted to keep his position. Gritting his teeth, he swiped down on Sata to try and steal.

[OOC: ]

∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷
AC: 13
Silver Chaser
(+1 to stealing/shooting)
HP: ═ ═ ═ ═ 100%
(0/3)
∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷

 

[shabatha]

Sata Snow
Slytherin~~~Third Year~~~Reserve Chaser~~~PureBlood

We are who we are ~ Shoot, I'm late...
Even if we are not who we want ~ Slytherin Team
Or where we want ~ Pitch

Sata barely dodged Tristan that time as well. And he was at Kyson. He reared back his arm. Ignored the pain and tossed. Aiming for the right goal.


Position: Green Team Chaser
AC: 12
Modifiers: +3 to stealing and scoring
Special Skills: Good Arm, Swift Swipe, Mean Swing
Lives: [<3][<3][Final roll: 5 + 3 = 8
3/3 to goals

 

[The Shiny Furret]

★ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ★ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ★



Kyson hovered on his broom in front of the goal posts. He was ready for Sata when he finally made his way to him and took the shot. The blonde dove for the ball, reaching out to catch it.

★ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ★ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ★
PUREBLOOD SLYTHERIN FIRST YEAR xxx

And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name. 'Cause I was only born inside my dreams.
Until you die for me, as long as there is a light, my shadow's over you. 'Cause I am the opposite of amnesia.
And you're a cherry blossom, you're about to bloom. You look so pretty, but you're gone so soon.
Some legends are told. Some turn to dust or to gold. But you will remember me, remember me for centuries.
And just one mistake is all it will take. We'll go down in history, remember me for centuries.

★ ▬ ★ ▬ ★



Slytherin Keeper
Nat. Flyer | Good Arm | Swift Swipe
AC: 12 | Mods: +0
Final Roll: 1 (not even close)
★ | ★ | ★

 

[The Shiny Furret]

★ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ★ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ★



Well, he dove to the right, and the ball went to the left. Kyson missed the shot by... well, a long shot. He huffed, frustrated with himself, and flew over to fetch the Quaffle. "Tristan, heads up!" he called to the other boy, tossing the Quaffle his way. Hopefully, by the time the Quaffle got back to him the next time, he would do better.

★ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ★ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ★
PUREBLOOD SLYTHERIN FIRST YEAR xxx

And I can't stop 'til the whole world knows my name. 'Cause I was only born inside my dreams.
Until you die for me, as long as there is a light, my shadow's over you. 'Cause I am the opposite of amnesia.
And you're a cherry blossom, you're about to bloom. You look so pretty, but you're gone so soon.
Some legends are told. Some turn to dust or to gold. But you will remember me, remember me for centuries.
And just one mistake is all it will take. We'll go down in history, remember me for centuries.

★ ▬ ★ ▬ ★



Slytherin Keeper
Nat. Flyer | Good Arm | Swift Swipe
AC: 12 | Mods: +0
Final Roll: -- (?)
★ | ★ | ★

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Essy ze Ninja

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

_______________________________________

Tristan waved with appreciation as he caught the quaffle, but doubted he'd last long. He never saw himself as much of a chaser, still, he had to try. So he tucked the ball under his arm, flew to midfield, and then bolted down the pitch to try and score.

[OOC: ]

∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷
AC: 13
Silver Chaser
(+1 to stealing/shooting)
HP: ═ ═ ═ ═ 100%
(1/3)
∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷

 

[shabatha]

Sata Snow
Slytherin~~~Third Year~~~Reserve Chaser~~~PureBlood

We are who we are ~ Shoot, I'm late...
Even if we are not who we want ~ Slytherin Team
Or where we want ~ Pitch

Sata smiled slightly for he had made a goal. But Tristan was tossed the ball. And it was time to try and steal


Position: Green Team Chaser
AC: 12
Modifiers: +3 to stealing and scoring
Special Skills: Good Arm, Swift Swipe, Mean Swing
Lives: [<3][<3][Final roll: No roll 2/3 to goals

 

[Essy ze Ninja]

_______________________________________

Tristan dodged, miraculously enough, and charged deeper down the field towards the goal posts.

[OOC: ]

∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷
AC: 13
Silver Chaser
(+1 to stealing/shooting)
HP: ═ ═ ═ ═ 100%
(2/3)
∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷

 

[The Forgotten Weasley]

There's a war inside of me burning red and honestly-
Any idiot could see that I killed all the hope that I had.
There's a war inside of me, and you watch it silently...
And I wave it constantly like a flag, like a flag, like a flag.
This knife that's in my back keeps twisting; anxiety attacks!
This is a battleground; I'm caught in the crossfire;
My words are weaponry and I'm waiting patiently...

ᵉ ᵛ ᵃ ᶰ ᵈ ᵉ ʳ
ᵗ ʳ ᶤ ˢ ᵗ ᵃ ᶰ
ˡ ᶤ ˡ ˡ ᵃ ᶰ ᵗ ᶤ ᶰ ᵉ
ˢˡʸᵗʰᵉʳᶤᶰ │ ᶠᵒᵘʳᵗʰ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ

Vander kept after the snitch, gaining on it.

OOC:
Position: Seeker
AC: 18
Mods: +6 Catching Snitch, +4 Spotting Snitch
Special Skills: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: (X) (X) (X)
Catching Up to Snitch: 2/3
Seeking Snitch:

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Username

You win the battle now, but I will return the fire.
'Cause I'd crawl on broken glass to be the one who laughs last!
You're advancing mercilessly; unprovoked and needlessly-
And I'll march you into the sea just to watch you drown in the end.
I am used to these black eyes, to be bruised; antagonized;
But it overwhelms my mind to believe that I call you a friend.
Down the trenches I will go, fight the armies on my own...

 

[murruelecreuset]

Location: Pitch - Slytherin Try-outs

Seeing her swing make it's mark, Mira looked around. She noticed that Tristan was doing fine on his own for now. So it seemed like a good time to take aim on Benjamin. Winding up her bat she took a swing at her classmate. He was the most threating if he went for Tristan.

Status: Here goes nothing.
With: Teammates...

Wearing: Try-out Clothes

OOC: Silver Team - Beater Sera, Tristan
Aimed at Benjamin Total Roll: 18 (Hit)
3 or lower = miss, + 16 = save
AC: 17
Modifiers: +7 Hitting, +7 AC
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Dang Healthy, Deft Dodger
Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life] [Life]

Total Hits: 4
Saves: 1  

[Deviled Dregs]

Third Year │ Slytherin │ Chaser

Seeing that Mira was aiming for Seymour, he flew in to try and direct it away from him and back towards Mira.

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OOC:

━━━━━━

Position: Green Team Beater
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 to stealing and scoring
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm
Lives: x x x
Aiming at: Mira (miss)
Final roll: