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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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 Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2016 2:27 pm
Blackbird claw, raven wing,
Under the red sunlight...
Long clothesline, two shirtsleeves,
Waving as we go by.
Hundred years, hundred more;
Someday we may see a-
Woman king, wristwatch time,
Slowing as she goes to sleep.  D I A N T H A
S I Â N
W A R L O W
ravenclaw chaser │ fifth year prefect │ halfblood
Di made her way out onto the pitch, fully expecting to beat Slytherin this game, since they'd been off all year. Which probably had something to due with the captain dropping out. She was fairly certain Leon was still working out some rage over that. The brunette began her stretches, feeling somewhat sorry for her Slytherin friends. Then again, maybe today would be their lucky day. OOC: Position: Chaser
AC: 19
Mods: +7 Scoring, +4 Stealing
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Deft Dodger
Lives: (X) (X) (X)
Post to Goal:
Number of Goals Made: 0 Black horse fly, lemonade,
Jar on the red ant hill...
Garden worm, cigarette,
Ash on the window sill.
Hundred years, hundred more;
Someday we may see a-
Woman king, sword in hand,
Swing at some evil and bleed.
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2016 3:28 pm
Here comes a thought that might alarm me
What someone said and how it harmed me
Something I did that failed to be charming
Things that I said are suddenly swarming
αɢє 15 | αʠʌɇиτυɹɇя | sℓчтнєяιи ғιғтн чєαя ρяєғєcт ☆º°”˜`”°º☆ ★º°”˜`”°º★ ﻬஐ Caty rushed to the Quidditch pitch late once more and feeling worse than awful about it since Leon was now captain of their team. She wasn't entirely sure of Tristan's reasoning for abandoning them midseason, though she wasn't entirely shocked either since he'd been lackluster at best during tryouts and practices, but she knew her friend was feeling more than a little strain from it. So she tried to lessen the burden by not being completely late by still being completely late. Great.ஐﻬ
AC: 16
Modifiers: +7 to Catch
Special Skills: Dang Healthy, Great Catch, Natural Flyer
Lives: [ heart ] [ heart ] [ heart ] [ heart ]
Final Roll: ~ And, oh, I'm losing sight, I'm losing touch
All these little things seem to matter so much
That they confuse me
That I might lose me
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2016 4:29 pm
  Ⓕⓘⓡⓢⓣ Ⓨⓔⓐⓡ Ⓡⓐⓥⓔⓝⓒⓛⓐⓦ Dris hurried to the quidditch pitch after he'd been sitting on the bench. It seemed Deaus hadn't shown up, so Rhys called him into play. Dris clutched his borrowed broom, trying to make sure he remembered how to play Chaser well enough that he'd actually be a benefit to the team. Playing: Chaser
AC: 13
Modifiers: +3 {Spotting} +3 {Catching}
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes, Great Catch
ƬσтαƖ RσƖƖ:xx {xxxxxxx}
x/3
Lives: [✵] [✵] [✵]
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2016 4:43 pm
R E Y N AxxxW H Y T E
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Rey hoped she wasn't late as she ran to the pitch, clutching her broom. Thankfully the game hadn't started yet, so she was still on time, technically. She waved at the other people on the pitch, particularly her teammates and Raymond, then did her stretches. Rey hoped Slytherin won this game if only to show that they weren't completely beaten down this year, despite the fact that Tristan quit the team. Now that she'd played in one match already (and not being that bad), she'd lost some of her nervousness and got the chance to be more annoyed at the situation, but there wasn't anything they could do about it now other than to make up for it in their game.
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B E A T E R
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natural flyer┃mean swing┃hold the line
AC: 14┃Modifiers: +4
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Defending: ---┃Target: ---
Final Roll: --
00 vs. 00
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f e e l i n gxxjitteryxxxxxw e a r i n gxxQuidditch clothes ┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
o o c ━━━━ - - - - - - - - -
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2016 9:46 pm
  ↬ Ƒιяѕт Ƴєαя ↭ RανєηcƖαω ↭ Ɓєαтєя ↫Marcello scurried to the Pitch. He wasn't too late this time, but he definitely wasn't on time. At least the game hadn't started yet... That was always a plus. The boy stretched out and started his practice laps, ready to play.
Ravenclaw Beater
Nat. Flyer | Mean Swing | Deft Dodger
AC: 14 | Mods: +2
Aiming at: - - -
Saving: - - -
Final Roll: - - -
★ | ★ | ★
I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies like a tiger defying the laws of gravity.
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva. I'm gonna go go go! There's no stopping me!
I'm burning through the sky, yeah! Two hundred degrees! That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit.
I'm traveling at the speed of light. I wanna make a supersonic man out of you! Don't stop me now!↬ x ↭ x ↫【 OOC: . . . 】
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2016 10:05 pm
  ★ ｓｉｘｔｈ ｙｅａｒ ★ ｓｌｙｔｈｅｒｉｎ ★
★ ｃｈａｓｅｒ ★ ｐｒｅｆｅｃｔ★Kyson jogged onto the field, toting his broom behind him. He made his way to where his team gathered and started his stretches. When he was done, he mounted his broom and started his practice laps around the Pitch. They were going up against Ravenclaw today, with a fresh Beater, Keeper and Chaser on the starting team. It should be an easy win, as long as their Seeker caught the Snitch quickly, he thought.
Slytherin Chaser
Nat. Flyer | Good Arm | Swift Swipe
AC: 18 | Mods: +8
To the Goals: -/3
Final Roll: - - -
✪ | ✪ | ✪
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: Tue Dec 20, 2016 4:36 pm
 
I sold my soul to athree-piece
And he told me I was holy
He's got me down on both knees
But its the devil thats trying to
Hold me down, hold me down.
Sneaking out the back door
Make no sound.
Aimee arrived on the pitch out of breath. She was running late and hadn't even been sure she'd make it on time. It seemed she had tho!
Position: Seeker
AC: 17
Modifiers: +7 catch/spot
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Sharp Eyes
Life 1 Life 2 Life 3
Above AC to hit
19+ to spot
22+ to catch
-/3
-/2
0-0
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ooc: I'm helpless clinging to a little bit of spine
They rush me telling me I'm running out of time
They shush me, walkingme across a fragile line.
Knock me out Knock me out
Saying that I want more, this is what I live for
I sold my soul to a three piece
And he told me I was holy
He had me down on both knees
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2016 4:41 pm
H A Y D E N ▼ "A H N N A" ▼ A T T E R B E R R Y Fourth 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 sauntered on to the pitch like she was early instead of basically being late. This year as VC was going great. She hadn't knocked anyone out, had almost knocked herself out at least once and now she was basically late. Fantastic.
Position: Beater
AC: 19
Modifiers: +7 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 Dec 20, 2016 6:01 pm
 Yeah, it's been a ride
I guess I had to, go to that place, to get to this one
Now some of you, might still be in that place
If you're trying to get out, just follow me
I'll get you there
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Fɪғᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Vɪᴄᴇ Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ || Bᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ
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Leon got to the pitch and was looking around. It was their last game of the season, and he hoped that meant they'd actually come out with a win. Otherwise, he was looking at the fact that he'd be starting next year with a losing record and his first official year as captain with one.
AC: 19
Modifiers: Hitting Bludgers +7
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger, Mean Swing
Lives: [✔] [✔] [✔] ✘
Final Roll: --
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: This is gonna be a nightmare, I jus' kna' i'....
OOC:
And I just can't keep living this way
So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage
I'm standing up, I'ma face my demons
I'm manning up, I'ma hold my ground
I've had enough, now I'm so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now!
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2016 6:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2016 6:30 pm
 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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Tʜɪʀᴅ Yᴇᴀʀ || Rᴀᴠᴇɴᴄʟᴀᴡ || Cʜᴀsᴇʀ
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Glynn was the last one on the pitch, but he hadn't been feeling really good recently. He'd chalk it up to being sick, but he knew that wasn't the case. He just decided to try and ignore the feeling of impending doom he knew was heading his way when the summer came and started on stretches, waiting for the game to start.
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 to Stealing, +4 to Scoring
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm
Lives: ♥ ♥ ♥♡
Final Roll: --
-/3
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: ....................................
OOC:
I'm running out of time
For me to break this.
I'm tired of feeling like
I'm never gonna make it.
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2016 6:35 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. She was glad to see both teams assembled and ready to start the game, even if their records this year weren't stellar. Maybe either team would kick it up a notch and finally get a win or good season in? Either way, it would make for an interesting end to the season. "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:
8
Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2016 6:36 pm
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Diamond Wales rolled 10 10-sided dice:
8, 6, 8, 9, 7, 5, 10, 4, 9, 6
Total: 72 (10-100)
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2016 6:39 pm
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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Tʜɪʀᴅ Yᴇᴀʀ || Rᴀᴠᴇɴᴄʟᴀᴡ || Cʜᴀsᴇʀ
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Glynn shot into the air, hoping to get the quaffle. He didn't know how well he'd do against the more veteran players of Slytherin, but he'd been playing for three years now, so hopefully it wouldn't be as bad as it could have been. Otherwise, well, he'd have one more reason to hate his life.
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 to Stealing, +4 to Scoring
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm
Lives: ♥ ♥ ♥♡
Final Roll: --
-/3
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: ....................................
OOC:
I'm running out of time
For me to break this.
I'm tired of feeling like
I'm never gonna make it.
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Diamond Wales rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Dec 20, 2016 6:42 pm
Yeah, it's been a ride
I guess I had to, go to that place, to get to this one
Now some of you, might still be in that place
If you're trying to get out, just follow me
I'll get you there
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Fɪғᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Vɪᴄᴇ Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ || Bᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ
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Leon was up in the air and already searching for a bludger and a target. He saw that Rhys was already up and looking for the snitch, so he decided to take aim at the seeker. Hopefully his aim improved since last game.
AC: 19
Modifiers: Hitting Bludgers +7
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger, Mean Swing
Lives: [✔] [✔] [✔] ✘
Final Roll: 21 (Hit unless blocked!)
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: This is gonna be a nightmare, I jus' kna' i'....
OOC:
And I just can't keep living this way
So starting today, I'm breaking out of this cage
I'm standing up, I'ma face my demons
I'm manning up, I'ma hold my ground
I've had enough, now I'm so fed up
Time to put my life back together right now!
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