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Diamond Wales rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 16 (1-20)
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 Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2017 11:52 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 03, 2017 12:21 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2017 11:22 am
 
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 walked onto the pitch silently. She was glad to be playing today because even though it was just the morning she was already having a rough day and flying was definitely something that helped her through the bad days. She sighed and began stretching.
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: Sat Mar 04, 2017 12:33 pm
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Only Aimee was on the pitch so far, starting her stretches. Savannah slung her broom over her shoulder as she walked out into the field to greet her seeker. "You'll do great, Aimee." She had complete faith that they would take home the quidditch cup this year and make up for the embarrassment that Tristan had left them in last year. She still needed to kick his arse for that actually.
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Slytherin Chaser
AC: 18
+8 shoot/steal
HP: ═ ═ ═ 100%
0 of 3
00 – 00
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2017 1:37 pm
R E Y N AxxxW H Y T E
ＦＯＵＲＴＨxＹＥＡＲ xxx♦xxxＳＬＹＴＨＥＲＩＮxxx♦xxxＢＥＡＴＥＲ
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Rey whistled lowly as she walked through the grounds towards the pitch with her broomstick in her hand. She was in an unusually good mood this morning, which she attributed to the fact that she woke up early enough to eat breakfast properly and not having to scarf it down quickly before rushing to class, something that had become depressingly rare this year. She could even ignore the nerves she usually would have felt, considering that it was only her third official game ever, and their first for this season.
The only other people in the field were Savannah and Aimee, and Rey jogged the rest of the way to join them. "Good morning," she greeted them cheerfully, then set her broom down carefully to do her own stretches.
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natural flyer┃mean swing┃deft dodger
AC: 19┃Modifiers: +7
♦x♦x♦
Defending: ---┃Target: ---
Final Roll: --
00 vs. 00
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2017 5:06 pm
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Brianna Kaylie Overton
Gryffindor - Twelve - Second Year - Chaser - Muggleborn
╚══════════════════════╝ Gryffindor still had a chance to win the cup, but if they lost today, they'd be out. It sucked that their season was about to finish, but she knew Gid would keep the practices as if they still had games to prepare for. Blonde hair swayed as the chaser made her way onto the pitch, where she stretched and waited for any of her teammates to show up. So far, it was her and a few older Slytherin members.
Armour Class: 13
Modifiers: (stealing +3) (scoring +3)
Skills: Good Arm, Swift Swipe, Deft Dodger
Total Roll:
Post: 0/3
Lives: [1] [2] [3]
Steal: > opponent’s AC
Score: > opponent’s roll
((OOC: outfit in left picture))
I've got a f e e l i n g you could use a little smile, h o p i n g you could stay there for just a little while.
Makin' a lot of n o i s e up there, t h r o w your hands up in the air.
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2017 5:12 pm
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Oliver Davis
Slytherin - Fourth Year - Fourteen Years Old - Vice Captain - Chaser - Pureblood
╚═════════════════════════════════╝ Oliver joined Aimee, Savannah and Reyna on the pitch. Not only was this his first time being on first string, but it was also his first game as the vice captain. The nerves were definitely hitting him hard in the gut. "G'morning," he said rather stiffly, trying his best to hide the fact that he felt like vomiting. It could happen at any moment -- at least, that was what it felt like. Ignoring the sickening butterflies in his stomach, Ollie began his stretches.
Armour Class: 16
Modifiers: (stealing quaffle +6) (shooting quaffle +6)
Skills: Swift Swipe, Good Arm & Deft Dodger
Total Roll:
Post: 0/3
Lives: [1] [2] [3]
Score: > than keeper
Steal: > than AC
Block: > than roll
((OOC: outfit in left picture)) I don't quite understand a manicure
But you're the only friend I'd take a shower for ♫
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2017 9:19 am
 Fianna Grey
Gryffindor │ Fifth Year │ Fifteen Years Old │ Single │ Seeker
Today was the end of Gryffindor's season, no matter how things worked out, and Gid's promise to hold practices anyway to the contrary. It was as well that the season would be over, as Fianna wouldn't have the distractions associated with match-prep interfering with studying for her OWLs, and, as it was, Gryffindor's dash for the Cup was looking suspiciously like a stumble off the starter blocks. Fianna knew the lion's share of the blame lay firmly on her shoulders; the slow starts which had plagued her efforts, literally since tryouts, placed her in a situation where she was playing catch-up the whole match. She wouldn't sugarcoat it, not even to salve her own ego, she needed to take care of business efficiently today, or it wouldn't matter.
They'd been lucky to squeak past the Badgers, but her poor performance showed up, costing them the sweep they needed with the way the schedule had been set, when Rhys caught the Snitch last match, and ensured the Cup would remain contested to the end. It didn't help the Lion's Beater-play was non-existent last match, not that she would use that to excuse her own failures, as none of the Eagles' Beaters managed to get a hit on her. No, to have at least a measure of surety, she had to get her job done --period -- and the Chasers needed to put up a goal so they'd own the tie-breakers.
Aimee was a veteran Seeker, and the Snakes had a good crew of Beaters, so Fianna's confidence in her own ability to do her job, already shaky enough this season, was wavering as she took to the field. When she arrived and saw most of the Slytherin team was already on the pitch, and it was only her and Brianna in for the Lions so far, Fianna started getting a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. 'It's going to go all Chudley on us today, isn't it?' she thought grimly, as she started her warm-up routine.
OOC: AC: 17 Modifiers: +7 to Spot and catch the Snitch Special Skills: Great Catch, Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] Action: Effect Value: Results:     
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 2:32 pm
  ❇𝔖𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔥 𝔜𝔢𝔞𝔯❇𝔊𝔯𝑦𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔯❇𝓒𝔥𝔞𝔰𝔢𝔯❇
❇𝔓𝔯𝔢𝔣𝔢𝔠𝔱❇𝓗𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔅𝔬𝑦❇𝓒𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫❇Gid hurried onto the pitch, mentally cursing Charms for making him late. He was so focused on studying he'd nearly forgotten the game! Luckily, last year they'd walloped Slytherin (as did everyone else), so he was hopeful that this year they'd do the same. Once on the Pitch, he wasted no time strapping to his broom and starting stretches, looking around and relaxing as he realized he wasn't nearly the last one there. AC: 18
Modifiers: +8 {Stealing} +8 {Shooting}
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
ƬσтαƖ RσƖƖ:xx {xxxxx}
x/3
Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 2:40 pm
I wonder why I get paranoid when I’m high
I wonder why I say yes to everyone in my life
I wonder why I can’t run that fast in my dreams
I wonder why I feel short when I know my money’s tall
I wonder why I miss everyone and I still don’t call  αɢє 16 | βιρσℓαя | sℓчтнєяιи sιxтн чєαя ρяєғєcт ☆º°”˜`”°º☆ ★º°”˜`”°º★ ﻬஐCaty jogged out to the pitch with her broom at her side and her hair still loose. She saw it was an almost even spread of Gryffindor and Slytherin players already there and waved at those she knew then tying back her hair before taking position besides Aimee to start her stretches. ஐﻬ
AC: 18
Modifiers: +8 to Catch
Special Skills: Dang Healthy, Great Catch, Natural Flyer
Lives: [ heart ] [ heart ] [ heart ] [ heart ]
Final Roll: ~ So maybe I don’t know, maybe I don’t know
Maybe I don’t know, maybe I don’t know
But maybe that’s okay
Maybe that’s okay, maybe that’s okay
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 2:41 pm
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAmped Up
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2017 2:44 pm
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αṉḋ αṉÿ τïṃε ÿøυ ƒεεl τhε ραïṉ, hεÿ јυḋε, ɾεƒɾαïṉxxxxxxxxxxxx
ḋøṉ'τ сαɾɾÿ τhε ώøɾlḋ υρøṉ ÿøυɾ ṡhøυlḋεɾṡxxxxxxxxx
ƒøɾ ώεll ÿøυ ќṉøώ τhατ ïτ'ṡ α ƒøøl ώhø ρlαÿṡ ïτ сøølxxxxxx
вÿ ṃαќïṉģ hïṡ ώøɾlḋ α lïττlε сølḋεɾxxx
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spaceBas couldn't help but think that he owed Jazzy some sort of great reward for having woken him up. The boy hadn't slept well the night before, worrying about the game. He'd done pretty well against Ravenclaw, but that just set the bar higher against Slytherin as far as he was concerned. Besides that, this was their last game, and they had to make it count. Personally, Sebastian wanted to figure out who the hell had set up the schedule this year and cuff them upside their head for unfair planning. Were they bloody biased against his team?! It certainly felt like it! But, whatever, they had to play when they had to play. He ran up behind Jazzy, huffing faintly, and waved at everyone before starting his warm-ups. He wouldn't have much time for them, of course, but given that he'd exerted himself running to the pitch, he should get in what he could, at least.
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xxxhεÿ јυḋε, ḋøṉ'τ lετ ṃε ḋøώṉ
xxxxxxÿøυ hαṿε ƒøυṉḋ hεɾ, ṉøώ ģø αṉḋ ģετ hεɾ
xxxxxxxxxɾεṃεṃвεɾ τø lετ hεɾ ïṉτø ÿøυɾ hεαɾτ
xxxxxxxxxxxxτhεṉ ÿøυ сαṉ ṡταɾτ τø ṃαќε ïτ вεττεɾ
Position: Chaser
AC: 17
Modifiers: (+7 to Stealing) (+7 to Shooting)
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Lives: ❤ ❤ ❤
♡ ♡ ♡
Currently: Toss-up // Rolling to Steal // To the Goals 0/3 // Shooting to Score
Final Roll: xx
Score
00 to 00
TIED»» ╳ ♥ ╳ ««xxoυт oғ cнaracтerxx- - -
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2017 11:51 am
 Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why
It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
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Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ Pʀᴇғᴇᴄᴛ || Bᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ || Sɪxᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ
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Brandon looked around as he got onto the pitch, his eyes picking out his teammates, but not seeing Kim anywhere. He frowned. Maybe she had gotten sick or was running late. He hoped not, but he still thought it was odd that she wasn't there yet.
AC: 17
Modifiers: Hitting Bludgers +7
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Dang Healthy
Lives: ☯ ☯ ☯ ☯
Final Roll: --
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Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: I can do this.
OOC: Frilly    
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial
For what it's worth it was worth all the while
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2017 12:01 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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Sɪxᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ || Bᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ
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Leon looked over his team as he got to the pitch and was glad that for once, he actually had a level head on his shoulders. Which honestly was a good thing. He was playing against Gryffindor, and that meant that he was going to be playing against Brandon, who was in the same position he was. Crossing his arms, he waited for the game to start, nodding toward everyone on Slytherin and pointedly ignoring the Gryffindor menace his brother called a cousin.
Silver Team Beater
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: 'Bout bleedin' time we actually play...
OOC: Murrue, if you want, you can have Ray play since Kyson hasn't been posted yet.
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: Wed Mar 08, 2017 12:06 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. Bronwen wished that the Gryffindor team's season didn't end on this game, since it was still too early in the season. However, it would, and Bronwen at least hoped for a Gryffindor win as opposed to a Slytherin one. After all, she still considered Gryffindor the best house in the school. "Today's game is between Slytherin and Gryffindor. Snakes versus Lions. 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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