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Essy ze Ninja rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 13 (1-20)
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 8:45 am
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Essy ze Ninja rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 8:47 am
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sσмє тнιиɢs scяαтcн тнє sυяғαcє ωнιℓє σтнєяs sтяιкє αт чσυя sσυℓ
"Oh come now! No need to be so ruuude!" she teased, and any effort to smirk only ended with a teeth chattering grin. Urging her broom to level alongside Cathy, she kept in pace waiting for a prime chance to steal.
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AC: 18
HP: ══ ══ ══ 100%
Mods: (8-1)= +7 steals/scores
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 10:06 am
 ❤ Cathaline Acacia League ❤ a.k.a. Cathy ❤xxxxx <7th Year Hufflepuff>
AC: 20
Modifiers: (+8 Stealing) (+6 Scoring) (-1 for weather)
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe
Lives:
Roll: XX (+7 Stealing) (+5 Scoring) = XX
Moves to Goal: 2/3
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Cathy would have bothered responding to Camila if she wasn't on the verge of chattering teeth when a breeze of wind chilled her just right and was so busy dodging Camila's attempt at a steal. Cathy kept the quaffle tucked tight to her and managed a half roll of her eyes at the brunette.
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The Forgotten Weasley rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 11:24 am
I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes.
I know it's daft, but I guess that I know it deep inside.
It feels like we're ready to crack these days, you and I;
When it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die.
We're gonna separate ourselves tonight...
We're always running scared but holding knives...
But there's a black chandelier, casting shadows and lies.  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 ᶠᶤᶠᵗʰ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ˢᵉᵉᵏᵉʳ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ
Vander snatched at it again. OOC: Position: Seeker
AC: 19
Mods: +7 +5 Catching Snitch, +5 +3 Spotting Snitch
Special Skills: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: (X) (X) (X)
Catching Up to Snitch: 3/3
Seeking Snitch: 2/2 I'll sit in silence for the rest of my life if you'd like.
Dressing our wings with industrial gloves made of wire;
Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax,
When it's just the two of us, and a cute little cup of cyanide.
You left my heart like an abandoned car:
Old and worn out, no use at all...
But I used to be free.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2015 11:28 am
I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes.
I know it's daft, but I guess that I know it deep inside.
It feels like we're ready to crack these days, you and I;
When it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die.
We're gonna separate ourselves tonight...
We're always running scared but holding knives...
But there's a black chandelier, casting shadows and lies. 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 ᶠᶤᶠᵗʰ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ˢᵉᵉᵏᵉʳ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ
Vander's hand closed around the snitch and he breathed a silent sigh of relief. His teeth were chattering like mad and he immediately landed. Anything to get out of this blizzard. OOC: Position: Seeker
AC: 19
Mods: +7 +5 Catching Snitch, +5 +3 Spotting Snitch
Special Skills: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: (X) (X) (X)
Catching Up to Snitch: 3/3
Seeking Snitch: 2/2 (CAUGHT) I'll sit in silence for the rest of my life if you'd like.
Dressing our wings with industrial gloves made of wire;
Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax,
When it's just the two of us, and a cute little cup of cyanide.
You left my heart like an abandoned car:
Old and worn out, no use at all...
But I used to be free.
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 8:34 pm
Devonte walked out onto the pitch, seeing himself no one else from either team here yet. So he was early. He was slightly relieved at that, as he was never good at hello's. So he could just stretch and be glad that they won against Hufflepuff last game.
OOC: ━━━━━━ Position: Chaser
AC: 16
Modifiers: +6 to stealing and scoring
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm
Lives: x x x
Posts to goal: /3
Final roll:
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2015 8:53 pm
  Location: Quidditch Pitch - Gryffindor vs. Slytherin Two games in a row, she'd been hit by a bludger at the beginning of the game and Mira was sick of it. They weren't even aimed at her either which made this year even worse on the pitch. Walking onto the field she hoped today would be better. It wasn't snowing out which was good, however it was super cold. It took everything Mira had to keep her teeth from chattering. Sucking it up, the sixth year noted Devonte already there. "Hello Devonte," Mira greeted as she gave a few light stretches. Today was going to be a good day, she could feel it. Status: Let's get another win. With: Slytherin & Gryffindor teams... Wearing: Quidditch Uniform OOC:
Saving --- Aimed at --- - Total Roll:
3 or lower = miss, + 16 = save
AC: 18
Modifiers: +8 Hitting, +8 AC
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Dang Healthy, Deft Dodger
Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life] [Life]Gryffindor vs. Slytherin
00 - 00
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2015 9:01 am
I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes.
I know it's daft, but I guess that I know it deep inside.
It feels like we're ready to crack these days, you and I;
When it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die.
We're gonna separate ourselves tonight...
We're always running scared but holding knives...
But there's a black chandelier, casting shadows and lies. 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 ᶠᶤᶠᵗʰ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ˢᵉᵉᵏᵉʳ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ
Vander had caught the snitch in Slytherin's last two games, but both Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff had seekers with less experience than him. That wasn't the case with Gryffindor. He hoped the beaters took out Stewart Quinn whatever her name was early, because otherwise he might be in trouble . OOC: Position: Seeker
AC: 19
Mods: +7 Catching Snitch, +5 Spotting Snitch
Special Skills: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer
Lives: (X) (X) (X)
Catching Up to Snitch:
Seeking Snitch: I'll sit in silence for the rest of my life if you'd like.
Dressing our wings with industrial gloves made of wire;
Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax,
When it's just the two of us, and a cute little cup of cyanide.
You left my heart like an abandoned car:
Old and worn out, no use at all...
But I used to be free.
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2015 9:04 am
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day!
The sun is up, the sky is blue...
It's beautiful and so are you!
Dear Prudence, open up your eyes.
Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies.
Look around, round and round-  p r u d e n c e
" p r u "
l o w e r y
gryffindor pureblood │ captain & keeper │ fifth year
Pru was determined to do a better job keeping this game than she had their last. And to at the very least give Slytherin a run for their money. She didn't want a never-ending game, but she didn't want a quick loss, either. OOC:Position: Keeper
AC: 17
Mods: +9 Blocking Quaffle
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Hold the Line
Lives: (X) (X) (X) The wind is low, the birds will sing...
That you are part of everything!
Dear Prudence, let me see you smile.
Dear Prudence, like a little child.
The clouds will be a daisy chain,
So let me see you smile again.
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2015 9:34 am
  ✮ Sɛƈօռɖ Yɛǟʀ Gʀʏʄʄɨռɖօʀ Cɦǟsɛʀ ✮ Gid walked onto the pitch, broom slung carefully over his shoulder. He smiled at his Captain, though it was obvious his thoughts were a bit scattered. He went to the bench to stretch what he could. His arms and back worked in harmony after a couple minutes, so the Gryffindor began to slowly adjust his legs and latch them into the broom's harness. Once he was connected properly, the boy flew up, taking a few slow laps before coming to hover about mid-field. Hopefully they'd win so he could get his mind off the fight he'd had with Rhys. ✯Ƈнαѕєя✯
AƇ: 12
Mσɗιfιєяѕ: +2 {Throwing}, +2 {Stealing}
SρєcιαƖ SкιƖƖѕ: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
ƬσтαƖ RσƖƖ:___
0/3
{✯} {✯} {✯}
{OoC:}
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2015 9:36 am
 This ain't a song for the broken-hearted
No silent prayer for the faith-departed
I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd
You're gonna hear my voice
When I shout it out loud
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Cнa₴єя aиd Vїcё Capтaїп || Gґуffїпdоя || Fоцятн Уёaя
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Joel walked onto the pitch, his broom slung over his shoulder as he looked around at the other players, noting that so far, he, Gid, and Pru were the only Gryffindor players on the pitch. Well, this could get interesting real fast if the rest of the team didn't show.
AC: 17
Modifiers: Stealing +7, Scoring +7
Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Natural Flyer, Good Arm
Lives: heart heart heart
Final Roll: --
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Thinking: New players, but I have confidence in them.
OOC:
Scrum     
This is for the ones who stood their ground
For Tommy and Gina who never backed down
Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake
Luck ain't even lucky
Got to make your own breaks
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2015 9:38 am
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sσмє тнιиɢs scяαтcн тнє sυяғαcє ωнιℓє σтнєяs sтяιкє αт чσυя sσυℓ
Camila was much more secure in her position as captain; she'd been nervous and worried and paranoid at first, always indecisive. But after their victories against both Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, she was sure they'd be able to take home the cup again this year. It'd be a nice way to end the year, after all. The captain jogged eagerly onto the pitch, proud as ever that the majority of her team had already reached the field early, again.
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AC: 18
HP: ══ ══ ══ 100%
Mods: +8 steals/scores
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2015 9:54 am
 
______________________________________________________________________ иσтнιиɢ vєтυяєם, иσтнιиɢ ɢαιиєם.
From across the field, Axel jogged with his broom bouncing over his shoulder to reach the rest of his teammates. He spotted his step-sister smirking even despite the cold--too bad too, he had every intention of ruining her chance at the cup. It's what she deserved, he reasoned. Everyone needs to learn a little humility, right? And his sister was no exception; it'd just be much more satisfying knowing he was the root cause of it.
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Chaser
AC: 18
HP ══ ══ ══ 100%
(+6 stealing) (+4 shooting)
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2015 10:26 am
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Tristan, over the years, had become appreciative of his house's lack of idle chit-chat during practices and games, much easier to psyche himself up for oncoming match. As he arrived on the field, most of the other players were already in attendance, prompting him to hurry over to his team to join the other players. It probably wouldn't be longer until the referee shows up, and the sooner the better, it was bloody cold and this wind was relentless.
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B E A T E R
AC: 14
HP: ═ ═ ═ ═ 100%
Mods: +4 hitting
Blocking:
Aiming:
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2015 1:14 pm
 xSeymour Benjamin Ryansxxxxx <6th Year Slytherin>
AC: 16
Modifiers: (+8 Blocking Goals) (+8 Scoring) (+8 Stealing)
Special Skills: Hold the Line, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Lives:
Roll: XX (+8 Blocking Goals) (+8 Scoring) (+8 Stealing) = XX
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It was freezing. Seymour Benjamin Ryans was sure his balls were frozen already and he had only been out of the locker room for about a minute. He had gotten down to the locker room fairly early (for him) but he spent as long as he could wrapped in a blanket glaring at the door where the outside waited him. So it wasn't snowing... it made the cold that much worse if you asked him even if the playing conditions were technically better. Benjamin liked the cold no more than when he first got to the UK from Paraguay. Maybe he liked it even less now because technically he should have "gotten used to it". What a load of s**t. Shivering he slunk over to Camila and whined, "Tengo frio... Vandy better catch the snitch quick... I can't feel my hands. Or my feet. Or well any part of me. ¿Soy azul? Me siento como si estuviera azul."
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