Dylan Burgamy Ravenclaw │ Second Year │ 12 Years Old │ Single
Dylan's heart started beating a bit faster now.. Benjamin was getting very close to the goal. He tightened his grip on the broom and rushed forward as fast as he could, intent on getting the ball.
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Position: Chaser AC: 12 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: Mon Nov 10, 2014 9:43 pm
Dylan Burgamy Ravenclaw │ Second Year │ 12 Years Old │ Single
He sped up as fast as he could, reached out, and grabbed it easily, turning around to rush towards the opposite side, once again tucking the ball under his arm. He tightened his grip securely on it, desperately hoping he could at least get the ball thrown towards the goal.
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Position: Chaser AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 to Stealing the Quaffle Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe, Natural Flyer Final Roll: Posts to the Goal:1/3 Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
❋Benjamin Rivers-Blakely❋ Second Year|Ravenclaw|12
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He frowned as he felt the ball go lose from his arms. Maybe he had gotten too excited about getting somewhere. Apparently he did, because now he had to go chase Dylan...again. This seemed like a recurring theme. Echo went mia...probably letting them duke it out for the last spot. He finally caught up to the boy and reached in for a steal.
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Position: Chaser AC: 13 Modifiers: +3 (Stealing Quaffle) +3 (Shooting Quaffle) Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe, Good Arm Roll: Final Roll #: Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2014 9:57 pm
❋Benjamin Rivers-Blakely❋ Second Year|Ravenclaw|12
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He got the quaffle and went the other way with it, loving that he had gotten yet another steal, but he really wanted to score. This really was going to come down to who scores really. Or at least, that is what it seemed like. He took off the other way towards the goal, hoping he would score.
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1/3 Position: Chaser AC: 13 Modifiers: +3 (Stealing Quaffle) +3 (Shooting Quaffle) Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe, Good Arm Roll: Final Roll #: Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
Dylan Burgamy Ravenclaw │ Second Year │ 12 Years Old │ Single
Dylan felt the Quaffle slip out from his arm once more, which gave him the signal to turn around and chase after Benjamin. He knew it was him without even looking. Echo seemed to be watching from the sidelines.
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Position: Chaser AC: 12 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: Mon Nov 10, 2014 10:02 pm
Dylan Burgamy Ravenclaw │ Second Year │ 12 Years Old │ Single
Dylan was getting lazy and it definitely showed. It wasn't like he stopped trying, he was just a bit tired. He went to go in for the steal, but missed completely, not even touching it a little bit as Benjamin raced away. No matter how tired he was, though, he wasn't gonna give up.
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Position: Chaser AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 to Stealing the Quaffle Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe, Natural Flyer Final Roll: 4 Posts to the Goal:0/3 Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
❋Benjamin Rivers-Blakely❋ Second Year|Ravenclaw|12
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He progressed further, but made sure not to lose focus. He couldn't get it stolen there. He was almost there. He had already dodged one of Dylan's attempts; so he was bound to see another.
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2/3 Position: Chaser AC: 13 Modifiers: +3 (Stealing Quaffle) +3 (Shooting Quaffle) Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe, Good Arm Roll: Final Roll #: Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
Dylan Burgamy Ravenclaw │ Second Year │ 12 Years Old │ Single
Dylan now needed to get serious; he was risking a potential goal. He sped forward, his eyes focusing on Benjamin and the ball. He flew below him and to the side a bit, hoping to catch him by surprise and take the ball right out from underneath him.
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Position: Chaser AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 to Stealing the Quaffle Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe, Natural Flyer Final Roll: Posts to the Goal:0/3 Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
Dylan Burgamy Ravenclaw │ Second Year │ 12 Years Old │ Single
He flew up, but he guessed that ascending wasn't the best idea, as he just wobbled and turned his broom right around. By the time he adjusted himself so he was facing the right way, Benjamin was already gone. He sighed and watched as he hovered. He screwed that one up.
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Position: Chaser AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 to Stealing the Quaffle Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe, Natural Flyer Final Roll: 4 Posts to the Goal:0/3 Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
❋Benjamin Rivers-Blakely❋ Second Year|Ravenclaw|12
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To say the young boy was ecstatic was an understatement, mainly because he finally was going to get a shot on goal. He really hoped that he could score past timothy, much like Echo did, but he didn't want to wish that on Timothy either. He wanted everyone to do well, but that wasn't possible when one was the chaser shooting and the other being the keeper. But then again, people can do well even if they let one past right? Either way, he got to goal and decided to fake to the left hoop and the shoot right.
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3/3 Position: Chaser AC: 13 Modifiers: +3 (Stealing Quaffle) +3 (Shooting Quaffle) Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe, Good Arm Roll: 8 Final Roll #: 11 Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] (Of course, I roll high on everything but the shot -_-. Not my day.)
"The best way to keep something bad from happening is to see it ahead of time..."
Iñigo floated on his broom, not really knowing what else to practice. He had already done so much. He didn't know how much more he wanted to practice, but he couldn't have just flew over to Gypsy and ask how the tryout was going, mainly because he was supposed to be practicing. It was a tad unfortunate really. So, he found his way to the bludger again and swung at it promptly, hoping to at least hit target again.
He watched as he made perfect contact with the bludger, sending it flying towards the target and again...pretty much beating it up even more. The thing was dented to say the least...it was really dented. He couldn't believe how much more force was behind his swing now. He almost felt bad for the inanimate target.
"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: 15 Final Roll #: 22 Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] (OOC: Of course I roll high with the character that isn't competing against anyone-_-)
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xxxxxNervously, Amy walked out towards the pitch. The breeze of the cool autumn day nearly knocking hers over as she stepped out onto the edge of the field, watching the other students already going through drills. She scanned the field for Gypsy, the Captain. Her fire red curls were woven back for the first time since she had arrived in a thick waist long braid. xxxxxShe watched the tryouts nervously. There was no way she would make the team, but slowly she waited for her turn, not even sure she would get a shot.
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Username: IvorianAngel Character's Name: Amy Bradbury House: Ravenclaw Year: 1 Advanced Flying I: No Advanced Flying II: No Years of Previous Quidditch playing: None on an actual pitch. Any Special Skill: Sharp Eyes, Great Catch, Good Arm First Choice Position: Seeker Second Choice Position: Chaser
Cash yawned as he walked onto the pitch, ruffling his hair with his free hand. He glanced at the captain and grinned sheepishly. "Sorry I'm late Cap'.... I kinda slept in on accident." In all reality he'd been up late recording all of his and Bonna's schemes for the year and writing down the new pairings they had decided to ship over summer. If they weren't the weirdest best friends ever then he had no idea who was.
Position: Seeker AC: 14 Modifiers: +4 Spot and Catch Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes, Great Catch Life 1 Life 2 Life 3 19+ to spot 22+ to catch -/3 Catching up -/2 Attempts 0-0
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Username: Devlyn Maycry Character's Name: Cash Meadows House: Ravenclaw Year: 3rd Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Enrolled Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 2 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes, Great Catch First Choice Position: Seeker Second Choice Position: Seeker (its all I know how to do really)
