Kyson smirked as the ball fell into his hands with ease. He flew upwards and forward, towards the goals. He knew that, in his hands, the ball wouldn't stay in his team's possession. "Savannah!" he called out as he passed her the ball. Hopefully she could hold onto it until they made it to the goal posts.
Team Two Chaser Nat. Flyer | Good Arm | Swift Swipe AC: 14 | Mods: +4 -1 = +3 To the Goals: 1/3 Final Roll: -- ✪ | ✪ | ✪
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.
{ooc: team 1 Mira, Devonte, Raymond : team 2 Tristan, Leon, Savannah, Kyson}
Essy ze Ninja
Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2016 6:09 pm
There’s 7 billion 46 million people on the planet And most of us have the audacity to think we matter The reason there’s smog in Los Angeles is ‘cause if we could see the stars If we could see the context of the universe in which we exist And we could see how small each one of us is Against the vastness of what we don’t know No one would ever audition for a McDonalds commercial again
Aimee was so close! Only a few more feet and she would be within catching distance.
░░░░░░░░▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▓▓▓▓▓▓▓███████ ooc: Position: Seeker AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 catch/spot Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes Life 1 Life 2 Life 3 Above AC to hit 19+ to spot 22+ to catch Seeking 3/3 Catch -/2 0-0
I’m smiling in Los Angeles like I’ve got fishhooks in the corners of my mouth And I’m celebrating on weekends Because there are 7 billion 47 million people on the planet And I have the audacity to think I matter I know it’s a lie but I prefer it to the alternative We’re every age at once and tucked inside ourselves like Russian nesting dolls And that’s the glue between me and you We live in a house made of each other
An arm was curled around the bruise growing on top of the welt she could feel forming, or maybe it was a knot in her muscle, or a broken bone! Savannah was exaggerating, but it hurt like hell nonetheless. At the sound of her name, she rushed forward into an open position to catch the quaffle Kyson had just tossed her. "Got it!" She called out reassuringly then pressed down the field.
[OOC:]
∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷ Chaser, Team Two AC: 16 (2/3) +2+1 experience HP: ═ ═ ══ 75% ∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷∷
Devonte frowned as the ball was stolen from him, watching as he tossed it to Savannah.
Name Here
OOC:
♥ Lola Ye ♥
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Position: Chaser AC: 17 Modifiers: +7 to stealing and scoring Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm Lives: x x x Posts to goal: /3 Final roll: 18 (Stolen!)
Position: Chaser AC: 17 Modifiers: +7 to stealing and scoring Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm Lives: x x x Posts to goal: 1/3 Final roll:
The Shiny Furret rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9Total: 9 (1-20)
Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2016 6:40 pm
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Kyson sighed. Why wouldn't Devonte just go away? He swooped in to steal the ball back, figuring that if he did it once, he could do it again.
Team Two Chaser Nat. Flyer | Good Arm | Swift Swipe AC: 14 | Mods: +4 -1 = +3 To the Goals: -/3 Final Roll: 12 (fail) ✪ | ✪ | ✪
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.
Could she hit anything besides herself?! Mira was so annoyed. She was supposed to be good at this game. What was wrong with her? Getting frustrated more on herself then anything else, the seventh year took a shot at Tristan again. She needed to at least land a hit or keep him distracted. Unfortunately her swing missed yet again and Mira was hit hard. The next thing she knew she saw stars. With enough consciousness she got herself to the ground before practically passing out on the grassy pitch.
Status:Finally year, let's make it memorable. With:Fellow Slytherins...
OOC: Team 1 : Devonte, Raymond. Team 2 : Tristan, Leon, Kyson, Savannah Saving --- - Aimed at Tristan - Total Roll: And She's Out Of There! 3 or lower = miss, + 16 = save AC: 18 Modifiers:+8+5 Hitting (-3 Injury), +8 AC Special Skills: Mean Swing, Dang Healthy, Deft Dodger Lives:[Life][Life][Life][Life]
Anger and resentment, A dark path you tread, I would be careful, young one, But, I know where you belong... Slytherin!
She just wants to be, beautiful She goes, unnoticed she knows, no limits She craves, attention she praises, an image She prays to be, sculpted by the sculptor Oh, she don't see, the light that's shining
αɢє 12 | αםvєитυяєя |sℓчтнєяιи sєcσиם чєαя
☆º°”˜`”°º☆ ★º°”˜`”°º★
ﻬஐ Caty tried again looking for the snitch.ஐﻬ
AC: 13 Modifiers: +3 to Catch Special Skills: Dang Healthy, Great Catch, Natural Flyer Lives: [heart] [heart] [heart] [heart] Final Roll: ~
Quote:
Deeper than the eyes can find it Maybe we have made her blind So she tries to cover up her pain, and cuddle woes away Cause covergirls don't cry, after their face is made
There’s 7 billion 46 million people on the planet And most of us have the audacity to think we matter The reason there’s smog in Los Angeles is ‘cause if we could see the stars If we could see the context of the universe in which we exist And we could see how small each one of us is Against the vastness of what we don’t know No one would ever audition for a McDonalds commercial again
Aimee grinned. She was within reach of the snitch. She reached out for it, hoping she could catch it.
░░░░░░░░▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▓▓▓▓▓▓▓███████ ooc: Position: Seeker AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 catch/spot Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes Life 1 Life 2 Life 3 Above AC to hit 19+ to spot 22+ to catch Seeking 3/3 Catch 1/2 0-0
I’m smiling in Los Angeles like I’ve got fishhooks in the corners of my mouth And I’m celebrating on weekends Because there are 7 billion 47 million people on the planet And I have the audacity to think I matter I know it’s a lie but I prefer it to the alternative We’re every age at once and tucked inside ourselves like Russian nesting dolls And that’s the glue between me and you We live in a house made of each other
They're gonna𝔠𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔫 𝔲𝔭your looks With all the𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔰in the books To make a𝔠𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔷𝔢𝔫out of you
┏━━━━━━━━━┓ Where? Quidditch Pitch Who? Slytherin Quidditch Team and other hopefuls Thoughts?I hope Mira's okay... ┗━━━━━━━━━┛
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Jack froze for a moment in horror as for a third time, Mira was nailed by a bludger she tried to hit. For a moment, it looked as though she was going to fall and he started towards her to help. But after a moment, she lowered herself down slowly and flopped onto the ground. He hoped she'd be okay as he turned his gaze back to the pitch. He was the only beater left for his team, he had to double down and make up for this loss.
Sizing his possible targets up, he hopes that Devonte could hold onto the ball long enough for this to work. He slapped down on a passing bludger, aiming for the Keeper...who also just so happened to be the team captain. Briefly, he wondered why no one had swung at him yet...oh well, what's the worst that could happen? He aimed the bludger right at Benjamin.
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mc2
Roll = 5, +2 Mean Swing, -1 injury Total roll = 6, whiffed Benjamin.
Team One, Beater AC: 10 Special Skills: Mean Swing +2 to hit bludgers, Dang Healthy, Hold the Line +2 goal defense. Life: | | | |
Because they𝔰𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔭with a gun And keep an𝔢𝑦𝔢on you, son So they can𝔴𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥all the things you do
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.
Sera reached out in attempt to catch the snitch...
------------------------------------------------------------------------ Clever and well-spoken, With a will to succeed, I believe the house of your forebears is a good one here... Slytherin!
Benjamin was waiting at the goal, playing a neutral character when he spotted a bludger coming his way, which though he was able to dodge it easily enough, irritated him. "Pipsqueak! What the Hell are you trying to do? Aim at your opponents not neutral players..." Shaking his head, and very tempted to get his water bottle and spray a certain first year on the nose, he resisted the temptation but instead whistled and said, "Break time!"
Landing he called out, "Over here is some healing potions for anyone who needs it. We're going to mix up teams again. Vander if you'll go round up the snitch for us that would be great." He picked up the paper that James had filled out and looked it over along with the other applications and said, "Alright, minus the seeker we're going to have full teams and play a regular game. Team 1 Beaters are Mira and Leon, Chasers Kyson, Raymond, and Sera, Keeper Caty. Team 2 Beaters are Tristan and James, Chasers Devonte, Savannah, and I'll play that position to even things up, and Keeper Aimee. When everyone is ready take the field again."
He set the papers down and walked over to James and said with a grin, "Don't worry about that stray bludger, mistakes happen, last year Savannah stole from her own teammate. Besides, if you did hit me I'm sure you'd win plenty of admirers. Half the school has been itching to bust me in the nose for years now." Grinning he winked at James and took his position on the field, sort of dreading he was playing his old position that was just so much work. Better than chasing after some errant snitch like he told Evander to do. And it meant by playing he'd get a better feel of the other players. He knew he'd start nodding off if he had to just sit on the sidelines.
Diamond Wales rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16Total: 16 (1-20)
Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2016 6:53 am
This is a black, black ski mask song So put all of your anger on In the truly gruesome do we trust I will always land on you like a sucker punch
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Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ||Sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ Yᴇᴀʀ||Mᴜɢɢʟᴇʙᴏʀɴ
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Leon hadn't been able to hit the most experienced beater, but he at least got in a hit on Raymond. Which caused the second year to scowl when the lineup for the next round of tryouts was announced. He was supposed to work with the barmy git now? Lovely. He'd deck the barmy git if he managed to get all in Leon's space during tryouts. It was bad enough that he had to stay in the same dorm as him. He launched himself up into the air, already seeking out bludgers to knock into the path of the opposing players. Which, since he'd noticed the new kid aiming at him (he ignored quite well that technically he was new to the game too), he decided to take a swing at James.
Position: Team 1 Beater (Mira, Kyson, Raymond, Sera, Caty) AC: 14 Modifiers: Hitting Bludgers +2 Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger, Mean Swing Lives: [✔] [✔] [✔] ✘ Final Roll: 18 (Hit!)
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Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: Here I am. Can I hit something now? OOC:
I’m just a problem that doesn’t want to be solved So could you please hold your applause Take this sideshow and all its freaks And turn it into the silver screen dream
Raymond Ara Yuko Second Year Slytherin Pureblood Parselmouth
Location : Slytherin Try-outs - Quidditch Pitch
Raymond was happy for the break. Lowering himself, he got a potion to heal up and got a drink of water. Sitting down for a bit, he listened to the new order of things. At least this time Leon wouldn't be hitting on him. Hearing the match up he was pretty sure the chasers on his side were out numbered in experience to the one's on the other but he'd over look that. Getting back into position after the break, Raymond took after the quaffle to get it first.
Status:Why'd my mother talk me into this...? With:Fellow Slytherins...
OOC: Team 1 : Chaser Stealing from --- - 0/3 to Goal - Total Roll: --- AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 Shooting , +2 AC, +2 Catching Special Skills: Good Arm, Deft Dodger, Great Catch Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life]
Teams:
Team 1: Beaters : Mira and Leon Chasers : Kyson, Raymond, Sera Keeper : Caty
Team 2: Beaters :Tristan and James Chasers : Devonte, Savannah, Benjamin Keeper : Aimee
Hrm, rather intelligent, I see... Not to mention you seem to have a tendency to think of yourself first... I do believe this house is the perfect fit for you... Slytherin!
