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 Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 8:55 am
 Lola Mutan Ye <6th Year> AC: 17
Modifiers: (+7 to bludger hits)
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Dang Healthy, Mean Swing
Lives:
Blocking for/Aiming at: XXX
Roll: XX (+7) = XX
❤Lola was playing against Slytherin this year. The house of her boyfriend and also the house of the individuals who liked to gossip about the fact she was a half breed. Luckily they hadn't caught on how easily influenced she was by others because she could just imagine the nonsense they might try to convince her to do. At least her mother's genes made herbology easy for her. And Professor Hill never seemed to have issue with her like the other students. Walking onto the field, the first of her house she spotted the captain of the Slytherin team. Walking up to Evander Lillantine she held out a hand and said, "Good luck?" She had never really spoken to the seventh year but she doubted he'd be directly rude to her in front of such a large audience. Or perhaps he would. Didn't matter. Just because Evander may be questionable didn't mean she couldn't be nice. ❤ ❤ ❤
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 11:19 am
I sat alone, in bed till the morning
I'm crying, "They're coming for me"
And I tried to hold these secrets inside me
My mind's like a deadly disease  αɢє 13 | αםvєитυяєя | sℓчтнєяιи тнιяם чєαя ☆º°”˜`”°º☆ ★º°”˜`”°º★ ﻬஐ Caty walked onto the pitch still a bit irked by her performance at the last game but determined to do better. Besides, there were worst things, at least she wasn't a chaser or another beater. Those seemed to be the top hit players in the game, and she ignored the tiny voice reminding her that she had wanted to play chaser or seeker her first year. Yeah well, she'd felt what a bludger felt like since then and the idea thankfully hadn't stuck.ஐﻬ
Keeper
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 to Catch
Special Skills: Dang Healthy, Great Catch, Natural Flyer
Lives: [ heart ] [ heart ] [ heart ] [ heart ]
Final Roll: ~ And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 5:22 pm
I'm building an empire, I'm building it with all I know...
Starting from scratch, it began with stones!
I'm building with my body and soul-
So little time and so much to do...
I must say this is as good as it gets;
So why are you wasting-
Your blood, your sweat, your tears...  D I A N T H A
S I Â N
W A R L O W
ravenclaw │ third year │ halfblood
Di was more than ready to help her team win her third game, even if she was playing it against her friends. She waved at Caty as she joined her captain on the pitch, knowing there would be no hard feeling if she did manage to score on the other girl. OOC: Position: Chaser
AC: 16
Mods: +4 Scoring, +2 Stealing
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Deft Dodger
Lives: (X) (X) (X)
Post to Goal:
Number of Goals Made: 0 I'm building with the stars in mind!
I'm building an empire-
That's one day gonna scrape the sky!
I'm building an empire-
That's led by my heart to know my home...
I'm building an empire-
And now I'm never gonna look back.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 7:06 pm
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Tristan hurried out to the field, determined to play his best this game. He'd been playing as ruddy disgrace for Slytherin beater's this year. And it was beginning to grind on his nerves. Still, they had a chance to steal the cup away and if he could just help their chasers score a few goals while keeping the opposing seeker from gaining the upperhand; they may stand a chance. With a solemn face, he joined his teammates and noticed many were still missing. Leon was always late, but somehow arrived just before the referee. Devonte on the other hand (and Tristan growled involuntarily at this) hadn't been as prompt to the games, or as helpful, as he had been in his previous years. He had to wonder if it had anything to do with his recent... changes... But he shook that aside and readjusted his fingerless gloves and arm guards.
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Green Beater
AC: 17
+7 to hitting
HP: ═ ═ ═ ═ 100%
Saving:
Aiming:
00 – 00
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 7:13 pm
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Savannah wasn't far behind her brother, she spotted him ahead of her on her walk toward the quidditch gate but decidedly lingered behind instead of catching up to him. The Slytherin was out of sorts, and she couldn't explain why. Something was following her again, she hadn't been terribly afraid of it until recently. When it spoke to her. It whispered her name and she nearly jumped out of her skin. If it happened again, she really rather not have her brother witness it all. And besides, she needed her own space to try and reign in her focus and control. She needed to get her head in the game, above all else. Nothing else mattered until the snitch was caught. Be quidditch; live quidditch; that's all she needs to focus on right now.
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Chaser
AC: 17
+7 shoot/steal
HP: ═ ═ ═ 100%
0 of 3
00 – 00
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2016 6:16 pm
 xxxxxMordred Taylor Seftonxxxxx
4th Year Ravenclaw and Chaser AC: 15 Rolls: XX (+5 stealing) (+3 scoring) = XX
---------------------------------------------------------------------- Mordred had not been particularly helpful in the last couple games besides being a warm body on the field. On the bright side it made him not a target, the negative was that he was absolutely useless and felt guilty for it. On other teams there was actual talent and he just walks onto the field and more or less got a starting position because why? It wasn't something to brag about. It made him feel guilty and like he was unfairly given something. It was like his looks and modeling. Just because he inherited his mother's good looks and knew an agent he could waltz into photo shoots. It wasn't like he did anything to get his "pretty face". He sighed, running his hand through his hair as he looked about the field to see what players were there. Lola was trying to be polite to Vander who dated the redhead girl who had been the "downfall" of the Averys or something. Mordred didn't know the details besides the fact his father felt comfortable announcing leaving his wife for a muggle mistress half his age. There was the Hasting siblings, Savannah the pretty but odd girl (and not a good odd) and her older brother. One of the girls that was a friend of Di's and of course Di. Mordred took his spot near Di not saying anything. He made a vow to be a bit more useful this game.
AC: 15
Modifiers: +5 to catching; +5 to stealing, +3 to rolling
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Great Catch, Swift Swipe
Lives: [O] [O] [O]
---------------------------------------------------------------------- Looking: Witty
 Interesting that your first thought goes towards dark matters,
And you're clever enough to determine
For yourself that I have seen my fair share of dark minds,
I know where to place you dear boy...
Ravenclaw!
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2016 10:34 pm
  ★ ｆｏｕｒｔｈ ｙｅａｒ ★ ｓｌｙｔｈｅｒｉｎ ★ ｃｈａｓｅｒ ★Kyson stretched out his arms, reaching above his head, as he waited in the tunnel. He would be playing against Ravenclaw today, which was the team that generally gave his house trouble every year. Hopefully they would be able to pull out a win at the end of the day. Resting his broom on his shoulders, he walked onto the field and stood with his team, ready to play.
Slytherin Chaser
Nat. Flyer | Good Arm | Swift Swipe
AC: 17 | Mods: +7
To the Goals: -/3
Final Roll: ---
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Welcome to the end of eras. Ice has melted back to life. Done my time and served my sentence.
Dress me up and watch me die. If it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine.
Dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight. And if you don't know, now you know.
I'm taking back the crown. I'm all dressed up and naked. I see what's mine and take it.
Finders keepers, losers weepers. Oh, yeah, the crown... So close I can taste it.
I see what's mine and take it. Finders keepers, losers weepers. Oh, yeah...★ x x ★ x x ★【 OOC: . . . 】
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 7:42 am
 
Gavin raced to the field with a flustered expression. He'd been ready for the game for hours beforehand, and to set his nerves even he decided to scribble a few new pages in his secret journal. Then he'd lost track of time and had to sprint down the Ravenclaw tower and all through the grand staircases to make his way out onto the pitch. Next time, he relented, he'll just read a book on the stands. Much closer that way.
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Ravenclaw Keeper
AC: 13
HP: ═ ═ ═ 100%
+3 to blocking
Sharp Eyes, Great Catch,
Deft Dodger, Q. MTA
00 – 00
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 10:13 am
 Scar tissue that I wish you saw
Sarcastic mister know it all
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you 'cause
With the birds I'll share
This lonely view
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Fɪʀsᴛ Yᴇᴀʀ || Rᴀᴠᴇɴᴄʟᴀᴡ || Cʜᴀsᴇʀ
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Glynn took a deep breath as he walked onto the pitch, ready to play and feeling kind of excited that the game was potentially the one that would win the cup. He really wanted to, too. It actually felt nice, playing a game rather than watching it. He was determined to do better this game and then maybe he could try out next year. He actually really wanted to do that too.
AC: 12
Modifiers: +2 to Stealing, +2 to Scoring
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm
Lives: ♥ ♥ ♥♡
Final Roll: --
-/3
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: Here's hoping I don't do badly.
OOC: Ash
Soft spoken with a broken jaw
Step outside but not to brawl
Autumn's sweet we call it fall
I'll make it to the moon if I have to crawl and
With the birds I'll share
This lonely view...
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 10:20 am
H A Y D E N ▼ "A H N N A" ▼ A T T E R B E R R Y Second Year ▼Ravenclaw▼Metamorphmagus 
We're about to be so much closer than
you thought that we could ever be.
Well, I'm sorry to say that I gave it away.
We'll I'm empty.
You're empty.
Ahnna walked onto the pitch once again. She wasn't sure where Fay was this time. She shouldn't have been so excited about it seeing as it meant Fay was either sick or something else bad, but she was excited. She couldn't help it. Playing in real games was awesome!
Position: Beater
AC: 15
Modifiers: +3 to swings
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Mean Swing, Deft Dodger
Life 1 Life 2 Life 3
Above AC to hit
Below a natural 3 hit self
Above 15 to save.
0-0
She's like a rock
and you keep chipping off a piece
to hold on to.
And there's gotta be,
gotta be something more than this.
In a life full of exits and entrances.
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 10:42 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 10:52 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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Tʜɪʀᴅ Yᴇᴀʀ || Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ || Bᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ
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Leon didn't want to think about the fact that he had severely injured another student, which made him really leery about even being on the pitch this game. However, he had a job, and he was praying that he didn't do real damage to someone. Not enough to put someone into a coma, that was. He stepped onto the pitch, feeling a bit sick and crossing over to his teammates.
AC: 16
Modifiers: Hitting Bludgers +4
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger, Mean Swing
Lives: [✔] [✔] [✔] ✘
Final Roll: --
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: ............................
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
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 12:49 pm
 I’m stronger
That I ever thought that I could be, baby
I used to go with the flow
Didn’t really care ‘bout me
You might think that I can’t take it, but you’re wrong
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Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ Aʟᴜᴍɴɪ || Fᴏʀᴍᴇʀ Sᴇᴇᴋᴇʀ || Qᴜɪᴅᴅɪᴛᴄʜ Rᴇғᴇʀᴇᴇ
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Bronwen stepped onto the pitch, already carrying her customary broom and box for the game, She looked over the teams assembled and nodded, thinking they were ready to start. Since the last game, Slytherin and Ravenclaw looked like they were very much in strong competition to actually win the cup. Granted, Bronwen had a dislike of Slytherin, but she didn't have a preference for Ravenclaw either. "Today's game is between Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Eagles versus Snakes. I want a nice clean game between both teams. Let's get this party started!" She kicked open the box and mounted her broom, waiting for the snitch to vanish before grabbing up the quaffle. Flying upward, she tossed the ball up, starting the game officially.
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: This oughta be a good game
OOC:
Here I go, on my own
I don’t need nobody, better off alone
Here I go, on my own now
I don’t need nobody, not anybody
Here I go, alright, here I go
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Diamond Wales rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 12:51 pm
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Diamond Wales rolled 10 10-sided dice:
6, 2, 5, 5, 2, 1, 8, 8, 6, 1
Total: 44 (10-100)
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2016 12:54 pm
Scar tissue that I wish you saw
Sarcastic mister know it all
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you 'cause
With the birds I'll share
This lonely view
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Fɪʀsᴛ Yᴇᴀʀ || Rᴀᴠᴇɴᴄʟᴀᴡ || Cʜᴀsᴇʀ
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Glynn watched the quaffle go up and he shot after it, hoping to grab it before the other team. He'd been successful before, he could do it again, right?
AC: 12
Modifiers: +2 to Stealing, +2 to Scoring
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm
Lives: ♥ ♥ ♥♡
Final Roll: --
-/3
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: Here's hoping I don't do badly.
OOC: Ash
Soft spoken with a broken jaw
Step outside but not to brawl
Autumn's sweet we call it fall
I'll make it to the moon if I have to crawl and
With the birds I'll share
This lonely view...
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