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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 5:17 pm
  ❤Second Year❤Gryffindor❤Keeper❤ Minn skipped onto the pitch, not caring at all that mud was splashing on her boots. This would be a fun game, and her first against Slytherin. She knew her brother was on his way to the stands, since he walked her here after tying her hair in a fancy french braid. He was so nice, always there to make sure she looked pretty. Her bright smile was there to stay, as it always seemed to be. AC: 13 Modifiers: +3 -1 for Rain Total Roll:__ Skills: Great Catch, Dang Healthy, Hold the Line Lives: [ღ] [ღ] [ღ] [ღ] Scores: 00//00
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 7:15 pm
Amanda walked onto the pitch. Although it had been raining, she expected her team to win this match. It was their last game of the year, and they hadn't won once yet. Half of Gryffindor's team was out anyway, so it couldn't be that hard to win, right? Plus, the captain made a bet with Remy, the other captain, and she definitely wasn't going to lose that. The sixth year scanned the field. So far, only a couple Gryffindor team members showed. Amanda squinted her eyes slightly as she looked at Remy. This will be an easy five galleons, she thought amusingly. The best beaters on the opposing team were out, the keeper was a tiny, second year, and Romy had yet to catch a snitch.
Armour Class: +17
Modifiers: (stealing quaffle +7) (shooting quaffle +7) (rain -1)
Skills: Swift Swipe, Deft Dodger, Good Arm
Total Roll:
Post: 0/3
Lives: [1] [2] [3]
Score: + than keeper
Steal: + than AC ((OOC: outfit in top picture))
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 10:36 pm
I settled down a twisted up frown
Disguised as a smile, wellYou would have never knownI had it all
But, not what I wanted
'cause hope for me was a place uncharted and overgrown
𝕯ominic 𝕸ontague
𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯i𝔫 𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡
Fifth Year Vice Captain, 𝔅eater
Dominic strolled out onto the pitch with a borrowed school broom perched upon his wide shoulders. Bright blue eyes paled in the winter morning and he felt a bare wisp of chills crawl over his flesh with the fresh, crisp wind that breezed by and tousled dark hair. The biting rain slung down heavy from thick clouds that hid the sun up above, but he could clearly make out the members of the team, for now. He heaved a heavy sigh as he ran through different tactics, strategies, and plays in his mind that would be effective against Gryffindor. He strapped his goggles on tight and slithered out to join the rest of his team out on the pitch. Dominic barely bit back the chattering urge itching at his jaws.
(ooc: on mobile,)
╔═══════════════════╗ Height: 5’7” ☣ Weight: 152lbs ☣ Age: 1500—00L1 L2 L3 Natural Flyer, Mean Swing , Deft Dodger
3 and below lose a life,
16 and above to defend AC: 19
+7 to bludger hits, -1 rain
Total Roll:
╚═══════════════════╝ You'd make your way in
I'd resist you just like this You can't tell me to feel
The truth never set me free
So, I did it myself razz
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 12:53 am
 Edajin Tarot Slytherin/Second Year/Single/Half-blood/Wearing __________________________________________________________ Edajin came out onto the pitch quietly, squinting his eyes to see through the rain. It was their last game of the season... and they had blown it so far, all year. He had little faith for their success, but he had to try. Mounting his broom, he waited for the signal for the start of the game, his clothes already drenched, which only intensified his sour mood.__________________________________________________________ Position: Chaser
AC: 13
Modifiers: (AC +3) (+1 Steal) (+1 Shoot) (Rain -1)
Skills: Natural Flier, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes
Post: 0/3
Total Roll:
Lives: [x] [x] [x]
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 9:46 am
 So what am I not supposed to have an opinion
Should I be quiet just because I'm a woman
Call me a b***h cos I speak what's on my mind
Guess it's easier for you to swallow if I sat and smiledEretria walked onto the pitch, her gaze travelling over the quidditch teams assembled. Of course she was ready for the game, as she gave a nod toward Amanda and the other members. However, they had yet to win a match. Her eyes traveled over the assembled players. Some of them were a bad pick for the team, since Gryffindor had lost a lot of their better players. Two beaters and their keeper, by her count, on the fact they had succumbed to the mysterious condition sweeping through the school. Whatever it was, it had yet to hit the Slytherin house, while people from the others were dropping left and right. Just great. Yet more reasons to suspect that Slytherin was behind some kind of evil. "Ready to play today?" It was just this side of an asinine question. She knew that her team was probably ready to steal one from Gryffindor.AC = 17
Modifiers: +7 to all (-1)
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
{Life 1}{Life 2}{Life 3}
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
State: Determined, focused
OOC: ...
----------------------------------Fenris
So what am I not supposed to say what I'm saying
Are you offended by the message I'm bringing
Call me whatever cos your words don't mean a thing
Guess you ain't even a man enough to handle what I sing
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 10:25 am
 Sun ☼ Henrick________ _______________________ ____________ Gryffindor || Fourth Year || Beater ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
Okay, let's try to survive longer this time. Sun had forgotten how, by hesitating, it would be him who would get hurt. The beater's position is a hit or miss deal, either you got it or you don't. And Sun, who was previously on the team, definitely got what it took, but after nearly two and a half years of silence, it was time for that skill to get out of bed and get to work.
AC:16
Modi: +4
Skills: Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer, Mean Swing
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❝ I changed. Now I don't know who I am anymore. ❞
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 12:30 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 1:21 pm
 
❖❖❖ Halfblood ❖ Fourth Year ❖ Single ❖❖❖
❖❖❖Please just follow me. I thought you wanted me.
Cause I want you all to myself. Make me feel❖❖❖
❖❖❖Darius came to the pitch his bat already in hand. He was already soaking wet and his hair was getting in his eyes. He just hopped he could get a grip on his bat. The last thing he needed was to have it slip out and hit someone.❖❖❖
❖❖❖This was his last game of the year and though both teams are doing badly all year one of them had to win. He wanted it to be them. This was the last game and he needed to prove his worth.❖❖❖
OOC: ...
❖❖❖I'm under the gun, you're the only one.I just can't decide what I'm running from.
This isn't what I wanted, but I can't keep my filthy ❖❖❖
Position: Beater
AC: 16
Modifiers: +6 Hit
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Mean Swing and Dang Healthy
Lives: Ⓛ Ⓘ Ⓕ Ⓔ
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 1:27 pm
♌♌♌ Pureblood ♌ Fourth Year ♌ Single ♌ Slytherin ♌♌♌
I'll dedicate it to the fact that it's so hard for you to dream
A million heartbeats all around you make it hard to sleep
♌♌♌♌♌Love love, kiss kiss... blah blah blah....
Virgil came to the pitch thogh he was starting to wonder what was the point. The team was not going to win the cup. If they where not going to win why should he really bother. He yawned and looked rather uninterested.
....You're making me sick.♌♌♌♌♌
Well do you find you like to fall in love with people that you're never gonna meet?
It's easier than breaking up and crying in the street
Position: Keeper
AC: 14
Modifiers: +8 to blocking the shot and +6 to catch the snitch and +6 to spot the snitch.
Special Skills: Great Catch, Hold the Line and Sharp Eyes
Lives: [☢] [☣] [☠]
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 2:01 pm
 ❇ Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ ❇ Tʜɪʀᴅ Yᴇᴀʀ ❇ Hᴀʟғ-Bʟᴏᴏᴅ ❇ Cʜᴀsᴇʀ ❇ Sɪɴɢʟᴇ ❇ 
I got a lot of things I have to do
All these distractions
Our futures coming soon
We're being pulled a hundred different directions
But whatever happens I know I've got you
❇ Mood : Confused and Annoyed
❇ Thinking : ......
❇ Doing : Getting ready
❇ Where : Quidditch Pitch
❇ With : Gryffindor team; Slytheirn Team
Xavier quietly walked down the wet pitch, a frown on his face as this was already the last game for them. And they still haven't won anything. And if his thought was right, Slytherin won none, too. So it has come to a match where either team would earn a win. “What should I do,“ he asked himself as he stared on the mud on his feet.
Most of the best players in Gryffindor had already fallen into sleep, and that really made him irritated. It looked like Gryffindors were too prone to the 'sickness' happening. He just shook his head sideways and began to stretch his arms. If he's lucky, he might get a chance to play his all in this one game.
Position: Chaser
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 to stealing and shooting [-1 rain]
Special Skills: Swift Swipe , Good Arm, Deft Dodger
Lives:[♥] [♥] [♥]
Score : + roll of keeper
Steal : + AC
/3
Final Roll =
You're in my mind your in my heart
It doesn't matter where we are
It'll be alright
Even if we're miles apart
Oᴜᴛ Oғ Cʜᴀᴍᴘᴀɢɴᴇ:
All I wanna do is be with you, be with you
There's nothing we can do
Just wanna be with you; only you
No matter where life takes us nothing can break us apart
You know its true,
I just wanna be with you
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 4:16 pm
  Keith stepped onto the pitch, knowing he was late. He sighed as he stepped up to the Gryffindor team. Here we have a chance to win, and I'm being forced to follow her orders no matter what. he thought as he glared at the back of Remy's head. She may have wanted this win, but so did the whole team, and she was going overboard. Position: Beater AC: 10 + 2 (3 years + 1 year due to MTA) + 2 (Deft Dodger) + 2 (natural Flyer) = 16 Modifiers: +4 Aiming at: Final Roll: Special Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer Lives: [ 1 ] [ 2 ] [ 3 ]
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 6:29 pm
It was the biggest matchtoday. Slytherin Vs Gryffindor. the two rival houses that date back to the founding of the. Keegan was already on the field waiting for the teams clad in red and green to arrive. As soon as the players were on the feild, the former beater took his place in the center.. ”This is the Slytherin and Gryffindor match. You know the drill by now, I want a clean game” he threw the quaffle into the air. Then released the bludgers and snitch
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Cinnabun Gryffie rolled 10 10-sided dice:
9, 8, 1, 8, 5, 1, 5, 7, 7, 8
Total: 59 (10-100)
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 6:37 pm
  ζѻѵϵ ɱə ѳя Ңӓτҙ ϻɘ
It's still an Θϐʂεȿșɩȫπ
ζѻѵϵ ɱə ѳя Ңӓτҙ ϻɘ
That is the Ɋϑҽʂȶϊȭɳ Ⓡⓔⓜⓨ bolted in the air the second the game began. She wanted to try and get the quaffle before any of the Slytherins had a chance. Laying low to her broom, the Gryffindor Captain reached out to try and grab the Quaffle. ⓄUT ⓞf ⒸHARACTER AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 {-1 for Rain} Total Roll: __ 00//03 Skills: Good Arm | Natural Flyer | Swift Swipe Lives: [✭] [✮] [✭] If you ʅѻѵϵ me, then Ҭҕɐлҡ Ϋȯʯ!
If you ɦӓτҙ me, then ӺɄҀӃ ϔѲȖ!
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Cinnabun Gryffie rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 6:42 pm
  Romy adjusted his goggles, getting his game face on. He was ready to win. Remy's plan seemed flawless, if a bit harsh. He flew in the air, immediately searching for the Snitch. Maybe if he spotted it right away, he'd have more time to capture the evasive little orb. Blue eyes shimmered in the half light, but he had a slight smile on his face, even as rain pounded him. He was ready to win. {Wearing} {In my notes I write:}
Modifiers: +6 to Spot, +6 to Catch {-1 for Rain}
Special Skills: Sharp Eyes, Natural Flyer, Great Catch
Chasing Number: 0/3
Spotting Number: 0/2
Final Roll: 17
Roll Number: 12
Lives: [♌] [♌] [♌]
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Essy ze Ninja rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 6:55 pm
I settled down a twisted up frown
Disguised as a smile, wellYou would have never knownI had it all
But, not what I wanted
'cause hope for me was a place uncharted and overgrown
𝕯ominic 𝕸ontague
𝔖𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯i𝔫 𝔓𝔲𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔡
Fifth Year Vice Captain, 𝔅eater
Dominic wiped the beading water from his goggles as they plopped from his moppy hair. He grit his teeth as he leveled his gaze on the opposing team across the field. As distracted as he was, blue eyes hardened to steel and focused. Breakpoints, weaknesses, he wouldn't undermine the house of lions, especially not when they were backed in a corner (but then again, so were they.)
At the sound of the whistle, he burst high up in the field for an eagle's eye view. Calloused fingers tightened desperately around the handle of his beaters bat and fought frantic through the rain to anchor ahold. A dim bludger blurred through the rain from the distance and he swiveled tight, hot on its trail and sought his target. Dominic whipped through the rain, his uniform dim and worn as he flanked into position. Once his sight was clear he aimed straight down on Romulus.
(ooc: on mobile,)
╔═══════════════════╗ Height: 5’7” ☣ Weight: 152lbs ☣ Age: 1500—00L1 L2 L3 Natural Flyer, Mean Swing , Deft Dodger
3 and below lose a life,
16 and above to defend AC: 19
+7 to bludger hits, -1 rain
Total Roll: 22
╚═══════════════════╝ You'd make your way in
I'd resist you just like this You can't tell me to feel
The truth never set me free
So, I did it myself
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