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 Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2014 12:07 am
โ๐โโ๐ผโ๐๐๐ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Dating Tanya Cherri
Looking Athletic on the Pitch with Quidditch Players
xxxFEELINGxxx
Irked
xxxTHINKINGxxx
โ She is taking this way too seriously... โ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
I long for a loss of breath โฃ โฅ โฆ โ xxx
And a most dire predicament โฃ โฅ โฆ โ xxxxxx
Murders in the rue morgue โฃ โฅ โฆ โ xxxxxxxxx
Silence and shadow's what I adore โฃ โฅ โฆ โ xxxxxxxxxxxx
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spaceEcho sighed heavily as he noticed the look on his sister's face as she approached. He didn't even want to know what was running through her head; she had that expression like she was overthinking something on again. One might think he'd actually like that expression, since in general he thought thinking was something she should do more of, but not on the Pitch. He was pretty much convinced that the reason she had so much trouble in games was because she was taking it way too seriously, and because she was thinking way too much. Which meant that she was driving him, and probably the rest of the team, crazy. He didn't speak to her as he started his stretches, not caring to give her a chance to go into another rant about how, if they just kept Slytherin from scoring, they'd win, if they didn't let Slytherin get a goal, they'd win, if they scored once for every time Slytherin did, they'd win. He got it; seriously, it was pretty well drilled into his head by now. He just prayed she didn't take his silence as an opening to start in again... and that one of the Slytherin players would arrive soonish. She wouldn't talk about it in front of them, after all.
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xxxโฃ โฅ โฆ โ I can't explain just how it feels;
xxxxxxโฃ โฅ โฆ โ The thought of my premature burial
xxxxxxxxxโฃ โฅ โฆ โ Inside this oblong box I lie
xxxxxxxxxxxxโฃ โฅ โฆ โ With the hopes I'll be buried alive
Position: Chaser
AC: 17
Modifiers: (+7 on steals) (+7 on scores)
Special Skills: Good Arm, Swift Swipe, Natural Flyer
Lives: โค โค โค
โก โก โก
Final Roll: xx
Posts to the Goal: x/3
Score
00 to 00
TIED(( OOC: )) ...
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2014 12:41 am
 XXXXXXXXXX My silence was the silence, silence of rocks,
My silence, it was the silence of the stones,
Rocks and stones,
Rocks, stones and trees;
Of the landscapes
Full of ups and downs. โTimothy was more nervous about this game than the one where he had actually played against his older sister. This time he was playing against his two best friends, one who would have to try and score and one who would be hitting bludgers. He didn't know which was worse! He mustered a small smile at the Lovette siblings but stayed clear of Gypsy only so he didn't have to hear about who should slash shouldn't score for this to happen and blahblahblah. Ravenclaws they might be but even he didn't want to try and think about the odds from this game. He took a soft sigh and just tried to relax before the game and hoped everything worked out for everyone. โ
Position: Keeper
AC: 11
Modifiers: +2 to block +2 to catch
Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Hold the Line, Great Catch
Lives: [1] [2] [3]
Final Roll: ~ After the all commotion, [Quidditch Duds]
Ruffle and rustle, [Quidditch Pitch]
Saw I silence, [Team]
All quiet and silently [Playing]
Prevailing upon. [OOC]
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2014 7:18 am
 Dylan
Burgamy
Ravenclaw โ Second Year โ 12 Years Old โ Single
Dylan arrived at the Pitch fairly soon, knowing that this was one of--if not the--most important games of the year, the last one. He wasn't too sure how good or bad Slytherin's team was, as he had never spoken to any of their players. They'd find out today, though, and this time he'd play his best. It seemed that their team captain was looking pretty nervous, but she had a reason to be. He set his broom on the ground beside him and started his stretches.
Position: Chaser
AC: 14
Modifiers: +2 to Stealing the Quaffle
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe, Natural Flyer
Final Roll:
Posts to the Goal:0/3
Lives: [ ] [ ] []
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2014 7:30 am
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x x โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโxx โฮตxฮนฮทฮต vฮฑฮทcฮต xxโโโโโโโxxxxjust because you don't understand something doesn't mean it's nonsense.
Fourth Year | | Fourteen | | Ravenclaw | | Dating Iรฑigo | | Half-Blood | | Seeker
Lexine walked onto the pitch a little more than nervous. While Gypsy's constant drilling that Slytherin's Seeker, Kenny, made Lexine think that maybe she was overreacting about it, she did get a certain point across that Lexine had noticed in both the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff games -- Kenny was good. Exceptionally so. She knew that Gypsy's worrying and pushing came from a good place, but sadly it just made Lexine a bit more nervous about this game. Either way, she was going to play to the best of her abilities...then beat herself up if they lost. After all, if they won this game, they would win the Quidditch Cup, and the team was really relying on her... It was a difficult position to be in with this being her first year actually on the field... As these thoughts rushed through her head, she almost missed where the other four members stood. She mustered a hesitant smile towards the Lovettes, Dylan and Timothy before starting on her stretches.
Position: Seeker
AC: 16
Modifiers: + 6 (spotting the snitch), + 6 (catching the snitch)
Special Skills: Sharp Eyes, Deft Dodger, Great Catch
Final Roll: ---
Posts: 0/3 -- 0/2
Lives: โค โค โค
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2014 12:06 pm
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sฯะผั ัะฝฮนะธษขs scัฮฑัcะฝ ัะฝั sฯ
ัาฮฑcั ฯะฝฮนโั ฯัะฝััs sััฮนะบั ฮฑั ัฯฯ
ั sฯฯ
โ
Camila wasn't entirely surprised to find she was one of the first serpents to slither across the field and into their snake den. Her broom hung across her shoulder as the crunch of grass cracked under her shoes, a fuzzy bee buzzed past her and she had to break her pace to avoiding running into its stinger. The sun shone brightly today, and for that, she was thankful. She could still remember the numbing pain in her fingers from trying to play in the snow, after all. She just hoped her team's flair for being "fashionably late" wouldn't impede on their game.
[OOC:// ]
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โโโโ Third Year Chaserโโโโ
00 โ 00
AC: 14
HP โโ โโ โโ 100%
(+4 stealing/shooting)
(0/3)
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2014 12:11 pm
๐mitri ๐ฒrigori ๐amenev
ั ะฝะธะบะพะผั ะฝะต ััััะฟะปั
of house Slytherin ___________ Sixteen Years Old
Sixth Year, Captain
โญ 
Dmitri surveyed the field, took note of which players had already appeared on the opposite side of the field. A few of the other teams have had missing players throughout the last few games. Idly, he wondered if it would happen again. If the Ravenclaw's had any sense, they'd show up. This was the final game and only one team could win. As long as Dmitri guarded his goals, they might have a chance to win, even if their young seeker catches the snitch, so long as they make a few goals, they could still win this. Merlin knows his team needs it, hanging on by a thread for the last few years as their number of players dwindled.
โญโญโญ
Keeper
AC: 18
(+10 to block) (+8 to dodge)
Great Catch, Hold the Line, Deft Dodger, Quidditch MTA
Total Roll: -- Quidditch Uniform 5โ8โ and 168lbs //OOC://
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2014 1:09 pm
 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~Iรฑigo Albion-Alexandrรฉ ~~~~~~~~~~~14|Fourth Year|Ravenclaw|Seer "The best way to keep something bad from happening is to see it ahead of time..." Iรฑigo walked out onto the field, only a few moments after the rest of his team had gotten there. He had actually been a few steps behind Lexine. He had no idea when she got there, but he failed to notice her before. He would've walked onto the pitch with her if he knew, but hey, that didn't matter anymore. He had to do his job...and that meant trying to control the Slytherin seeker, who Gypsy had basically stayed in poor Lexine's ear about. All Iรฑigo knew though, is he was keen on protecting his team members this game. Yvonne Moreau was a decent beater to say the least; so he knew that he would have to keep a bludger or two away from Lexine. That was his primary goal. He did know that he had to be a bit more offensive as well; so he'll make sure to get a few hits in, but his primary goal was to keep his team from their movement being hindered by bludgers.
As he thought about his role this game, he looked over to Lexine, who had to feel nervous. Well, he would imagine she was because this was basically the title game. If Slytherin doesn't score two times, and Ravenclaw won, then they would have the ever so elusive title. They had been competing for the title almost every year it seemed, but could never secure it. Maybe this would be the year they did it. But, knowing this, he kept his eyes on Lexine. He then decided to speak for once, despite not ever doing so before games. "Hey, just play your game. Don't worry about championship implications. I'll do my best to keep your path unhindered," he said to her, not promising, but assuring her he would do his best for her.
"and you can't see it if you refuse to face the possibility." Position: Beater AC: 19 Modifiers: +7 (hitting and blocking bludger) Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger, Mean Swing Roll: Final Roll #:Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 8:28 am
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 8:47 am
 Living risky, never scared, wander
Closer to the edge
Nothing valued think no fear,
Always wondering why youโre here
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โญ๐ฅ๐๐ฐ๐ข๐ฏ ๐๐ซ๐ก ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ข-โญ๐๐ญ๐ฑ๐๐ฆ๐ซ || ๐๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฏ๐ฑ๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐๐ฏ || ๐๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ซ ๐๐๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฉ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ฑ๐ฅ
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Ashley looked around as he approached the field. So far, he was one of only three players on the field for his team, with his dormmate right behind him. Score a few goals on Ravenclaw, he could do that. Hopefully. If not, then there was going to be a lot of pressure on Kenneth. Well, nothing like the last game of the year to put pressure on everyone.
AC: 17
Modifiers: +7 to stealing, +7 to scoring (-1 from weather)
Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Deft Dodger, Good Arm
Lives: {x} {x} {x}
Final Roll: --
-/3
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Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: Here's hoping for a win. OOC: Ptolemy and Hecate    
All your purposes are gone, nothingโs
Right and nothingโs wrong
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Feel no sorrow, feel no pain
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 11:01 am
  Location: Quidditch Pitch : Gryffindor vs. Slytherin Mira walked onto the field knowing this game decided who would win the cup. If they could get the snitch they won the game but if they could just get a couple goals on Timothy more then what Ravenclaw had they'd still come out with the win. It would be interesting there was no doubt about that. Shaking the thoughts of the game from her mind when she saw Timothy, apart of her wanted to go over to him and a part of her didn't. She was a snake and snakes weren't supposed to meddle with the enemy. Not that Timothy was such. After about half a second of thought, Mira walked right over to the shorter Ravenclaw. "Hey Timothy, good luck in the game today." she said pushing a stray piece of hair out of her face. Status: I don't think I'll be aiming at Timothy today... With: Teams... Timothy Wearing: Quidditch Uniform OOC:
Aimed at --- - Total Roll: ---
3 or lower = miss, + 16 = save
AC: 13
Modifiers: +3 Hitting, +3 Shooting, +3 AC
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Good Arm, Deft Dodger
Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life]
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 12:18 pm
 Lives:
Modifiers: SAME AS ABOVE
Chaser Currently: ........... Posts to Goal: XXX/3 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Seymour walked onto the field carrying his father's old broom and was thankful he was there at least before a few of his teammates still and definitely before the game started-his mother may be scary and his Dad a bit mentally unbalanced considering his Dad thought death threats were cute (okay, he thought that about Morven Vass's threats so maybe he couldn't really talk-of course he doubted she would really kill him)-but the Quidditch Team Captain-the grumpy Russian guy, Dmitri-Seymour Benjamin Ryans didn't doubt was capable of murder if crossed wrong. And he didn't think a vocal (though, Benjamin argued that was part of his awesomeness) halfblood the son of some Pureblood Slytherin and Halfblood Gryffindor too many Slytherins would save his hide if he provoked his quidditch captain enough to hex or kill him. He nodded to his captain and then spotted Mira wishing his friend Timothy luck. He imediately came over and draped an arm around Mira and joked in a stage whisper-one that could easily be overheard and probably meant to be overheard- "Hey, don't wish the enemy luck, Princesa. Well, unless that includes you snogging him. Pretty sure if you kiss him now and the rest of the game just blow kisses at my man Timmy he'll miss blocking any quaffle coming his way for the rest of the game!" He smirked at Mira and then Timothy and knew Mira was definitely not going to save him from any bludger hits this game and Timothy may figure out a way to make Benjamin as mute as Timothy was for the rest of the year, or something worse than those alarm charm nonsense Timothy rigged everywhere, but it was so worth it. He had to say something, being the obnoxious best friend was his specialty after all. Translation: ... {OoC: Sorry, been swamped with work and hold overs.}
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 1:46 pm
x Y V O N N E M O R E A U โ โ โ
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx______halfblood__fourth year__beater__slytherin__
This was it: Slytherin's last game. Against Ravenclaw. Which happened to be for the Quidditch Cup (and potentially the House Cup as well). Who knew the bookworms could put up a fight in sports, eh?
{short post is short}
AC: 18
Modifiers: +6 to swings
Skills: Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer, Mean Swing
Final Roll: --
[ ] [ ] [ ]
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โ get out of my way โ
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 7:12 pm
 Iโm stronger
That I ever thought that I could be, baby
I used to go with the flow
Didnโt really care โbout me
You might think that I canโt take it, but youโre wrong
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Gสสาาษชษดแด
แดส Aสแดแดษดษช || Fแดสแดแดส Sแดแดแดแดส || Qแดษชแด
แด
ษชแดแดส Rแดาแดสแดแด
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Bronwen was full of nervous energy as she made her way out to the pitch, her broom over one shoulder. This was it, the last game of the year, and not only that, but the game that would decide the Cup. Personally shewanted Slytherin to lose, but she was giving every team an opportunity to try their best. She smiled a bit when she got to the players and looked them over. "This match today is Ravenclaw versus Slytherin! Eagles versus Snakes! I want a good, clean game from everyone! Now, let's get this party started!" With a shriek of her whistle, she kicked open the box and mounted her broom, tossing the ball up in one fluid motion for the teams to start the game.
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: This had better be a clean game
OOC: GAME HAS STARTED!
Here I go, on my own
I donโt need nobody, better off alone
Here I go, on my own now
I donโt need nobody, not anybody
Here I go, alright, here I go
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Diamond Wales rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 7:13 pm
 I know we got it good, but they got it made,
And their grass is getting greener each day,
I know things are looking up, but soon they'll take us down,
Before anybody's knowing our name
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Fแดแดสแดส Yแดแดส || Sแดแดแดแดส || Sสสแดสแดสษชษด
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Kenny shot up into the air, his eyes already scanning for the snitch. It couldn't be too far, and he had to catch it before Lexine did. After all, this was for the cup, and he wanted to win that.
AC: 17
Modifiers: +7 for spotting, +7 for catching
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Sharp Eyes and Great Catch
Lives: [โ] [โ] [โ]
Final Roll: 16
-/3 Catch Up
-/2 Attempts
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Thinking: I'M LATE!
OOC:
[x]    
Do you think I'm special? Do you think I'm nice?
Am I bright enough to shine in your spaces?
Between the noise you hear, and the sounds you like
Are we just sinking in an ocean of faces?
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MJ Spooks rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Dec 22, 2014 7:16 pm
โ๐โโ๐ผโ๐๐๐ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ Dating Jeremy Long
Looking Competitive on the Pitch with Quidditch Players
xxxFEELINGxxx
Nervous
xxxTHINKINGxxx
โ We've totally got this... right? โ โโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโโ
Standing at your window screaming เฎ เฎ เฎxxx
Hoping you can hear my voice tonight เฎ เฎ เฎxxxxxx
Screaming 'til my lungs collapse เฎ เฎ เฎxxxxxxxxx
So I can finally know what this is all about เฎ เฎ เฎxxxxxxxxxxxx
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spaceGypsy's eyes narrowed when, as soon as the Snitch was released, Kenny was in the air. She didn't know if he'd seen it yet or not, but she wasn't taking any chances; better to hit him hard and early, right? She zeroed in on a bludger and hit it at the Seeker.
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xxxเฎ เฎ เฎ This can't happen again;
xxxxxxเฎ เฎ เฎ Sorry, but I'm tired of waiting
xxxxxxxxxเฎ เฎ เฎ And every single move you make
xxxxxxxxxxxxเฎ เฎ เฎ I can breathe again
Ravenclaw Captain Position: Beater
AC: 17
Modifiers: (+7 on Bludger Hits)
Special Skills: Dang Healthy, Natural Flyer, Mean Swing
Lives: โค โค โค โค
โก โก โก
Aiming at: Kenny
Final Roll: 19 HIT
Score
00 to 00
TIED(( OOC: )) Ohmygod she actually rolled decently I'm AMAZED
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