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The Forgotten Weasley
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Blessed Moonwalker

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PostPosted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 8:10 pm


Stand up; you’ve got to manage-
I won’t sympathize anymore.
And if you complain once more,
You’ll meet an army of me!
You’re alright; there’s nothing wrong-
Self sufficiency please!
And get to work.


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D I A N T H A
S I Â N
W A R L O W

ravenclaw chaser │ fourth year │ halfblood

Rain wasn't exactly a good omen for the first game of the year, but Di was confident that if they'd done so well last year, they could repeat their success, starting now. Even if one of her fellow chasers was only a first year. They had a good team, and Gryffindor hardly had a reputation for winning, especially not first games.


OOC:
Position: Chaser
AC: 18
Mods: +6 +5 Scoring, +4 +3 Stealing (-1 Due to Rain)
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Deft Dodger
Lives: (X) (X) (X)
Post to Goal:
Number of Goals Made: 0

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And if you complain once more,
You’ll meet an army of me!
You’re on your own now-
We won’t save you.
Your rescue squad is too exhausted!
And if you complain once more,
You’ll meet an army of me!
PostPosted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 8:13 pm


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                                                          αиσтнєя т υ я и ι и g ρσιит, α fσяк ѕ т υ ¢ к ιи тнє я σ α ∂ xxxxxxxxxxxx
                                                          тιмє gяαвѕ уσυ ву тнє ω я ι ѕ т, ∂ιяє¢тѕ уσυ ω н є я є тσ g σ xxxxxxxxx
                                                          ѕσ мαкє тнє в є ѕ т σf тнιѕ тєѕт, αи∂ ∂σи'т α ѕ к ω н у xxxxxx
                                                          ιт'ѕ иσт α q υ є ѕ т ι σ и, вυт α ℓ є ѕ ѕ σ и ℓєαяиє∂ ιи т ι м є xxx


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                                                          spaceIvy was in a foul mood as she trudged out onto the pitch for the first game of the season. Firstly, why did her team have to play first, anyway? Secondly, why in the name of all that was holy did the game have to happen on such a miserable, rainy arse day? This was not going to set her up for any sort of success, and dammit, Rhys was too bloody good for her to have something else stacking the odds against her. Then again, it wasn't like he'd be any less cold and wet than she was, and the weather would screw with his vision just as much as hers... Okay, maybe they were still more or less even. Maybe. Oh, well. At least the gold of the snitch should be fairly easy to spot. Everything else was grey. Ew. She hated the bloody rain! Half the reason she wanted to be a Cursebreaker was so she had a decent excuse to get out of this miserable damp hole of a country! Other reasons being that, hello, Indiana Jones and Lara Croft were awesome?! But that was beside the point. The point was, rain, ew. And also, why? And also, she hoped that either her or Rhys caught the damned snitch, and fast, because she was already soaked and already sick of it.


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                                                          xxx ѕσ тαкє тнє ρ н σ т σ g я α ρ н ѕ, αи∂ ѕтιℓℓ fяαмєѕ ιи уσυя м ι и ∂
                                                          xxxxxx нαиg ιт σи α ѕ н є ℓ f ιи gσσ∂ н є α ℓ т н αи∂ gσσ∂ т ι м є
                                                          xxxxxxxxx тαттσσѕ σf м є м σ я ι є ѕ αи∂ ∂єα∂ ѕкιи σи т я ι α ℓ
                                                          xxxxxxxxxxxx fσя ωнαт ιт'ѕ ω σ я т н ιт ωαѕ ωσятн α ℓ ℓ тнє ω н ι ℓ є


                                                          Position: Seeker
                                                          AC: 15
                                                          Modifiers: (+7 to Spotting) (+7 to Catching) (-1 due to Weather)
                                                          Special Skills: Sharp Eyes, Great Catch, Dang Healthy
                                                          Lives: ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤
                                                          ♡ ♡ ♡
                                                          Currently: Rolling to Spot // Catching Up 0/3 // Attempting to Catch 0/2
                                                          Final Roll: xx
                                                          Score
                                                          00 to 00
                                                          TIED


                                                          xx» «xx
                                                          xx» oυт oғ cнaracтer «xx
                                                          speak now

                                                          u s e r n a m e


MJ Spooks

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The Forgotten Weasley
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Blessed Moonwalker

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PostPosted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 8:15 pm


Now your fortune came, but it's gone and it passed you by-
You plucked your feathers, now you wonder why,
You can't lift yourself and fly?
In the middle of an ocean no one's hands are dry!
If a tree falls does it make a sound?
Can the world stall from the run-around?
Can a mind think if it's in a crowd?

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A S T E R I A
C E C I L Y
F R E Y

sixth year prefectmuggleborngryffindor beater

Aster did not as a rule enjoy rain unless it was accompanied by lightning and thunder. Otherwise it made for a very dreary autumn morning, and didn't leave her with high hopes for the match. Worst case scenario, it dragged on and on and they ended it with colds. Best case scenario, it got wrapped up quickly, preferably her team.

OOC:
Position: Beater
AC: 19
Mods: +7 +6 Bludger Hits (-1 Due to Rain)
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Mean Swing, Deft Dodger
Lives: (X) (X) (X)

Quote:

Can a soul search if it's never found?
And can a thing grow when you cut it down?
Can we all find peace in the here and now?
You can crawl through the mud with your hands bound-
But I'll get plenty of that dirt when I'm underground.
You're a slave, and this is a slave ship;
Pull yourself out of your own grave pit.
PostPosted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 8:37 pm


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                                                          тнєу ѕαу ωє α я є ωнαт ωє α я є вυт ωє ∂σи'т н α ν є тσ в є xxxxxxxxxxxx
                                                          ι'м в α ∂ в є н α ν ι σ я вυт ι ∂σ ιт ιи тнє в є ѕ т ω α у xxxxxxxxx
                                                          ι'ℓℓ вє тнє ω α т ¢ н є я σf тнє є т є я и α ℓ f ℓ α м є xxxxx
                                                          ι'ℓℓ вє тнє g υ α я ∂ ∂ σ g σf αℓℓ уσυя f є ν є я ∂ я є α м ѕ xxx


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                                                          spaceJasmine wasn't going to let a little thing like rain get her down; she wasn't big on the cold, and with rain there typically was a surplus of cold, but it wasn't cold enough to snow, so that was a good sign. She was already pretty much soaked through, but it was cool; she relished the challenge. Aiming would be harder, and keeping hold of her bat. And staying on her broom. She might die. But she wasn't about to let a little thing like that get her down, obviously. And anyway, she was way more likely to catch a cold. Normally she hated playing Ravenclaw, but this time around she felt oddly excited. Probably because this time around, she wasn't worried about catching attitude from Rhys. She still thought that he'd made the right call, after all, and they seemed to be on okay terms with one another, more or less. Hard to really tell when he was avoiding her and Gid like the plague (again, good call, watching your crush snog someone else was not good on the mental health and self esteem), but she hadn't felt any death glares directed at the back of her head lately. And he'd apologized, and said he'd been unfair, which she was still optimistically taking as totally sincere and not questioning his commitment to. Unlike previous years, she could lob bludgers at him with all the dedication she had to lobbing bludgers at other seekers, and not worry that it'd make him hate her more. Very refreshing, she thought cheerfully. The brunette went to stand, not with Gid, but with Aster; enforced interactions between the three of them didn't mean she had to make Rhys stare at her and Gid being all couple-y. Totally uncool, that would be. Besides, Aster was her beater-buddy, and they were an almost unstoppable force. She liked the blonde, a lot, and her whole life didn't revolve around being attached to Gid's hip. That'd be ludicrous.


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                                                          xxx '¢αυѕє ω є ¢συℓ∂ в є ιммσятαℓѕ, ι м м σ я т α ℓ ѕ
                                                          xxxxxx נυѕт и σ т fσя ℓσиg, f σ я ℓ σ и g
                                                          xxxxxxxxx αи∂ ℓ ι ν є ωιтн мє f σ я є ν є я и σ ω
                                                          xxxxxxxxxxxx уσυ ρ υ ℓ ℓ тнє в ℓ α ¢ к σ υ т ¢υятαιиѕ ∂ σ ω и
                                                          xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx נυѕт и σ т fσя ℓσиg, f σ я ℓ σ и g


                                                          Position: Beater
                                                          AC: 19
                                                          Modifiers: (+7 to Hitting) (-1 due to Weather)
                                                          Special Skills: Mean Swing, Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger
                                                          Lives: ❤ ❤ ❤
                                                          ♡ ♡ ♡
                                                          Aiming At: Name
                                                          Final Roll: xx
                                                          Score
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                                                          TIED


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                                                          speak now

                                                          u s e r n a m e


MJ Spooks

Demonic Cat

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The Shiny Furret
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Merry Muse

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PostPosted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 9:00 pm


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𝒇𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝔂𝒆𝓪𝓻 𝓰𝓻𝔂𝒇𝒇𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓻 𝓴𝒆𝒆𝓹𝒆𝓻


                                                    Of course it was raining today. Kimberly was already nervous as all hell, but now she had to play soaking wet. Stomping through the puddles on the way to the center of the field, she held tightly to her broom, her knuckles turning white. She couldn't believe how she was feeling right now. She was a fourth year, and she had been a Keeper for years, but this was her very first game. She had always been on the reserve team, so she should be happy that she finally got the chance to show the entire school her skills, but she was terrified instead. Spotting Gideon, she quickly made her way to him, standing at attention to his left. She figured he would be able to tell how nervous she was. Leaning her broom against her side, she tightened up her helmet before glancing over at him and giving him a wave.

                                                    Gryffindor Keeper
                                                    Deft Dodger | Hold the Line | Great Catch
                                                    AC: 16 | Mods: +8 -1 (rain) = +7
                                                    Final Roll: - - -
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                                                    Sometimes I have dreams. I picture myself flying above the clouds, high in the sky.
                                                    Conquering the world with my magic piano, never being scared, but then I realize,
                                                    I'm supergirl and I'm here to save the world, and I wanna know who's gonna save me?
                                                    I'm supergirl and I'm here to save the world, and I wanna know why I feel so alone?


                                                    x x x x

                                                    OOC: . . .
PostPosted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 9:25 pm


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                                                          αll ṃÿ ƒ ɾ ï ε ṉ ḋ ṡ αɾε h ε α τ h ε ṉ ṡ - ταќε ïτ ṡ l ø ώ xxxxxxxxxxxx
                                                          ώ α ï τ ƒøɾ τhεṃ τø α ṡ ќ ÿøυ ώhø ÿøυ ќ ṉ ø ώ xxxxxxxxx
                                                          ρlεαṡε ḋøṉ'τ ṃαќε αṉÿ ṡ υ ḋ ḋ ε ṉ ṃ ø ṿ ε ṡ xxxxxx
                                                          ÿøυ ḋøṉ'τ ќ ṉ ø ώ τhε h α l ƒ øƒ τhε α в υ ṡ ε xxx


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                                                          spaceSebastian didn't even care about the rain. He was way too excited to be playing first string again. He'd been first string since tryouts, of course, but it didn't feel like it during practices, when they were split up into teams and everyone got to play. He was practically bouncing as he made his way out onto the pitch. The blonde joined his teammates with a wide grin on his face. He noticed that Kim looked somewhat nervous, so he approached her with a wave. "Hey!" he said cheerfully. Kim and he weren't really friends per se, but they played on the team together, and she was friends with Caty and the other fourth years, even if she didn't hang out with Caty as much as some of the others did. She mostly hung out with her sister, and Colin and Brandon, and Bas thought the two boys were okay, even if Colin was weird and shy. Brandon was a good player on the team, so Bas obviously liked him. "You okay? You're gonna do great, you know," he chirped, hoping he was even remotely encouraging. He knew she hadn't been the starting Keeper before, so she had plenty of reason to be nervous. He was, too, but his excitement was overshadowing it.


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                                                          xxx ώhÿ'ḋ ÿøυ с ø ṃ ε, ÿøυ ќ ṉ ε ώ ÿøυ ṡhøυlḋ hαṿε ṡ τ α ÿ ε ḋ
                                                          xxxxxx ï τ ɾ ï ε ḋ τø ώ α ɾ ṉ ÿøυ јυṡτ τø ṡταÿ α ώ α ÿ
                                                          xxxxxxxxx αṉḋ ṉ ø ώ τhεÿ'ɾε ø υ τ ṡ ï ḋ ε ɾεαḋÿ τø в υ ṡ τ
                                                          xxxxxxxxxxxx ïτ løøќṡ lïќε ÿ ø υ ṃïģhτ вε ø ṉ ε ø ƒ υ ṡ


                                                          Position: Chaser
                                                          AC: 14
                                                          Modifiers: (+4 to Stealing) (+4 to Shooting) (-1 due to Weather)
                                                          Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
                                                          Lives: ❤ ❤ ❤
                                                          ♡ ♡ ♡
                                                          Currently: Rolling to Steal // To the Goals 0/3 // Shooting to Score
                                                          Final Roll: xx
                                                          Score
                                                          00 to 00
                                                          TIED


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                                                          speak now

                                                          The Shiny Furret


MJ Spooks

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Xistund

PostPosted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 11:44 pm


When the crypt doors creak and the tombstone quake...
Spooks come out for a swinging wake!
Happy haunts materialize and begin to vocalize;
Grim grinning ghosts come out to socialize!
Now don't close your eyes and don't try to hide...
Or a silly spook may sit by your side;
Shrouded in a daft disguise, they pretend to terrorize.

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𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔰
𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔱𝔢𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔢

𝔪𝔲𝔤𝔤𝔩𝔢𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔰𝔱 𝑦𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔞𝔴

Deaus walked to the pitch with his team, he was rather nervous. Never in all his dreams did he think he'd get to be a first year to make the cut and be on the main team. He wondered how many people could say that they actually made the team on their first year and not a reserved. He was starting to freak out, what if he messed up and they kicked him off the team. He took a few breaths trying to keep himself calm. "You can do this Deaus, don't let the pressure get to you." He muttered to himself as he looked at the gryffindors. He smiled and gave a bit of a wave. "Hi, I'm Deaus, it's nice to meet you. Hope you have a good game, this is my first real game so I hope I do a good job." The boy said with a smile he did not even mind the rain, it actually made it more dramatic like a horror movie or something!

OOC:
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Position: Chaser
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 AC, +2 steal, +0 Shoot. (-1 Rusted by the Rain.)
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe
Lives: [💀] [💀] [💀]
Post to Goal: 0/3
Score:0|0
As the moon climbs high o'er the dead oak tree-
Spooks arrive for the midnight spree!
Creepy creeps with eerie eyes...
Start to shriek and harmonize!
When you hear the knell of a requiem bell;
Weird glows gleam where spirits dwell;
Restless bones etherialize, rise as spooks of every size.
PostPosted: Mon Aug 15, 2016 4:14 am


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<7th 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 secretly loved the rain, even if it would make playing quidditch more difficult. She felt rejuvenated at every cool drop that hit her face and hair and gear. She smiled at her teammates as she walked onto the field. This would be a good game, she just felt it or at least she hoped for it.



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mc2

Shameless Sex Symbol

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mc2

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PostPosted: Mon Aug 15, 2016 4:16 am


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xxxxxMordred Taylor Seftonxxxxx
5th Year Ravenclaw


Position: Keeper
Roll: xx (+6) = xx

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Mordred sighed as he stepped out into the rain. It was far from ideal situation for quidditch and would just leave him wet, soggy, and likely in a bad mood. He nodded to his teammates and hung back hoping for the rain to stop soon but it looked like the skies had no intention of making that happen.

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AC: 16
Modifiers: +6 to catching; +6 to stealing
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Great Catch, Swift Swipe
Lives: [O] [O] [O]

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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PostPosted: Mon Aug 15, 2016 9:01 pm


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                                                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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                                                Gґуffїпdоя Cнa₴єя || Capтaїп || ₴єvєитн Уёaя

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                                                Joel jogged onto the pitch, knowing that his team was already assembled. He had faith in his team, however, and was glad to see them all ready for the game. He slipped into some light stretches and eyed his fellow captain and her team. They had won the cup last year, he hoped he could make it so they didn't win this term.


                                                AC: 18
                                                Modifiers: Stealing +8, Scoring +8 (-1 for rain)
                                                Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Natural Flyer, Good Arm
                                                Lives: heart heart heart
                                                Final Roll: --

                                                -/3


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                                                Location: Quidditch Pitch
                                                Thinking: We're going to win this...
                                                OOC:
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                                                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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Diamond Wales
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Shameless Dreamer

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  • Married 100
PostPosted: Mon Aug 15, 2016 9:09 pm


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                                                When everything you do
                                                Don't seem to matter.
                                                You try but it's no use
                                                Your world is getting blacker.

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                                                Sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ Yᴇᴀʀ || Rᴀᴠᴇɴᴄʟᴀᴡ || Cʜᴀsᴇʀ

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                                                Glynn felt sick. His ring had been burning all morning, and he hadn't been able to eat anything for fear of throwing it back up from pain. He had almost wanted to not even play, but Rhys had found him and asked him if he was all right. No, he wasn't, but he wasn't going to tell his vice captain that. Now he was out and in the rain and just miserable, but he couldn't do anything about it. Thankfully the ring had stopped burning, but he knew it was bound to start up at some point. Apparently his father loved this little game of seeing how much Glynn could take.


                                                AC: 13
                                                Modifiers: +3 to Stealing, +3 to Scoring (-1 for rain)
                                                Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm
                                                Lives: ♥ ♥ ♥
                                                Final Roll: --
                                                -/3


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                                                Location: Quidditch Pitch
                                                Thinking: I hope this doesn't continue...
                                                OOC:

                                                Ash


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                                                I'm running out of time
                                                For me to break this.
                                                I'm tired of feeling like
                                                I'm never gonna make it.
PostPosted: Mon Aug 15, 2016 9:22 pm


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                                                    'Cause I know what it's like to test fate
                                                    Had my shoulders pressed with that weight
                                                    Stood up strong in spite of that hate

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                                                    Fɪғᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Rᴀᴠᴇɴᴄʟᴀᴡ Vɪᴄᴇ Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ || Sᴇᴇᴋᴇʀ

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                                                    Rhys stepped onto the pitch right after Glynn, a frown tugging down on his features. He had just come back from his boyfriend wishing him good luck with the game when he spotted the younger boy in the common room. Glynn had said he was fine, but Rhys could tell something was wrong. However, there wasn't much he could do at the moment, considering that they had a game to play and the rain wasn't going to make this easy for anyone, least of all him. He ignored Gid being there and proceeded to look up to where Giovanni was in the stands and gave him a brief nod and a slight smile. Okay, so he wasn't being secretive with the fact that he was dating. Why should he? It wasn't like someone was going to get jealous over it.


                                                    AC: 17
                                                    Modifiers: +7 for spotting, +7 for catching (-1 for rain)
                                                    Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes Great Catch
                                                    Lives: [x] [x] [x]
                                                    Final Roll: --
                                                    -/3 Catch Up
                                                    -/2 Attempts


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                                                    Location: Quidditch Pitch
                                                    Thinking: This rain's going to be awful...
                                                    OOC:


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                                                    Night gets darkest right before dawn
                                                    What don't kill you makes you more strong
                                                    And I been waiting for it so long

Diamond Wales
Captain

Shameless Dreamer

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Diamond Wales
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Shameless Dreamer

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  • Married 100
PostPosted: Mon Aug 15, 2016 9:29 pm


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                                                    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. The Ravenclaws had their cup to defend this year, while the Gryffindors were trying to break a string of bad luck that had only started when one of their seekers had died. She wished Gryffindor the best of luck, and Ravenclaw to play a good game. "Today's game is between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. Lions versus Eagles. 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: Please remember a -1 to mods because of rain!


                                                    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
Diamond Wales rolled 1 20-sided dice: 1 Total: 1 (1-20)
PostPosted: Mon Aug 15, 2016 9:30 pm


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                                                    'Cause I know what it's like to test fate
                                                    Had my shoulders pressed with that weight
                                                    Stood up strong in spite of that hate

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                                                    Fɪғᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Rᴀᴠᴇɴᴄʟᴀᴡ Vɪᴄᴇ Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ || Sᴇᴇᴋᴇʀ

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                                                    Rhys shot up into the air and started looking for the snitch. Hopefully it wouldn't take that long. However, with the rain, he never knew. It could take forever.


                                                    AC: 17
                                                    Modifiers: +7 for spotting, +7 for catching (-1 for rain)
                                                    Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes Great Catch
                                                    Lives: [x] [x] [x]
                                                    Final Roll: --
                                                    -/3 Catch Up
                                                    -/2 Attempts


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                                                    Location: Quidditch Pitch
                                                    Thinking: This rain's going to be awful...
                                                    OOC:


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                                                    Night gets darkest right before dawn
                                                    What don't kill you makes you more strong
                                                    And I been waiting for it so long

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Cinnabun Gryffie rolled 10 10-sided dice: 1, 8, 8, 10, 3, 5, 10, 8, 5, 6 Total: 64 (10-100)

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PostPosted: Mon Aug 15, 2016 9:34 pm


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Gid watched everyone as they came onto the pitch. A bit of hurt surged through him as Jazzy simply walked past him. Oh well. She was probably going to talk strategy with Aster. Sure. That worked. Kim stood next to him, and Gid was about to greet her, but Bas spoke up first. So he sat and waited. The last person to strut on the Pitch was Rhys, and he was making googly eyes at someone in the stands. Wonderful. The Gryffindor shook his head, needing to get his thoughts straight. After a minute, the game was set up to start. Gid was going to go for the ball. It was the best way to get his mind where it needed to be. As soon as the quaffle became airborne, Gid flew toward it, reaching out to try and start the game in Gryffindor's favor.

AC: 17
Modifiers: +7 {Stealing} +7 {Shooting}{-1 for weather}
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
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Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]
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