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Essy ze Ninja rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 16 (1-20)
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2015 1:29 pm
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The Shiny Furret rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2015 2:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2015 2:24 pm
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murruelecreuset rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-20)
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2015 7:54 am
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The Forgotten Weasley rolled 1 20-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2015 3:58 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2015 8:56 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2015 9:00 am
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 6:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 6:47 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 7:40 pm
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I shouldn't laugh, but I know I'm a failure in your eyes. I know it's daft, but I guess that I know it deep inside. It feels like we're ready to crack these days, you and I; When it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die. We're gonna separate ourselves tonight... We're always running scared but holding knives... But there's a black chandelier, casting shadows and lies.
ᵉ ᵛ ᵃ ᶰ ᵈ ᵉ ʳ ᵗ ʳ ᶤ ˢ ᵗ ᵃ ᶰ ˡ ᶤ ˡ ˡ ᵃ ᶰ ᵗ ᶤ ᶰ ᵉ ˢˡʸᵗʰᵉʳᶤᶰ │ ᶠᶤᶠᵗʰ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ
Vander stalked onto the pitch, nodded to Rojas and Bannister, and scrawled out his answers on the form, then fell into his stretches. Honestly, he just wanted to get up in the air. Things might make more sense up there than they currently did for him down here.
Username: The Forgotten Weasley Character's Name: Evander Lillantine House: Slytherin Year: 5 Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 3 Any Special Skill: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer First Choice Position: Seeker Second Choice Position: Chaser
I'll sit in silence for the rest of my life if you'd like. Dressing our wings with industrial gloves made of wire; Feel it penetrating the skin, we begin to relax, When it's just the two of us, and a cute little cup of cyanide. You left my heart like an abandoned car: Old and worn out, no use at all... But I used to be free.
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 7:48 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 7:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 8:41 pm
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Location: Slytherin Try-outs - Quidditch Pitch
Mira walked onto the field prepared for another year. She was curious as to who Camila picked for vice captain. She could only hope it wasn't Benjamin. They didn't need him in a position of power. Heading over to fill her form Mira looked to see Benjamin talking with Camila. Hearing him as who she was picking Mira spoke up. "And please tell me you didn't pick Benjamin. I couldn't handle it if you did." she said with jokingly with a smile on her face. Quidditch was always when she felt she could be herself at least next to being alone with Timothy.
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Username: murruelecreuset Character's Name: Mira Mitchell House: Slytherin Year: Sixth Year Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: Five Years Any Special Skill: Mean Swing, Dang Healthy, Deft Dodger First Choice Position: Beater Second Choice Position: Chaster
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Status: Ready for another great year With: Fellow Slytherins... Camila & Benjamin
Wearing: Try-out Clothes
OOC: Aimed at --- Total Roll: --- 3 or lower = miss, + 16 = save AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 Hitting, +8 AC Special Skills: Mean Swing, Dang Healthy, Deft Dodger Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life] [Life]
Anger and resentment, A dark path you tread, I would be careful, young one, But, I know where you belong... Slytherin!
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Essy ze Ninja Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2015 8:43 pm
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____________________________________________________________________________________ sσмє тнιиɢs scяαтcн тнє sυяғαcє ωнιℓє σтнєяs sтяιкє αт чσυя sσυℓ
Familiar faces dotted against the green field; good, at least they're showing up. Wait—Camila panicked and glanced downward—perfect, she's not in her undergarments; this isn't another one of those dreams. By the time Devonte reached her on the field, she settled her nerves and smoothed back her hair, greeting him with a similarly mute nod. It's insane, really; how quiet their team must be in comparison to the others—when no one's fighting, anyway. Evander Lillantine graced the field with his presence, and as much as she disliked the bloke (not for any real reason other than the scowl she's tired of seeing on his face, though it has subdued on the field, mostly.) she really does love the sound of his name, weirdly enough. Rolls off the tongue quite nicely. Blinking away from that distracting blade of grass she'd been transfixed on for a few moment's now, Camila waved a hand and greeted her friend, (because what else could she call him at this point?) ”¿Q’ubo?” Stifling a small chuckle, she shouldn't have been so surprised that that would be the first thing out of his mouth. ”¿Quién crees? Tu, claro!... I mean... si tu quieres...” She chewed her lip rather nervously; he could always say no, after all. But, at least this way, if she does end up ripping him a new one, no one will really understand what they're saying, so that's a plus. Glancing sideways at Mira, Camila blinked and flushed and said, "Oh, ummmmm, well...."
╔════════════════════╗ AC: 18 HP ══ ══ ══ 100% (+8 stealing/shooting) (0/3) ╚════════════════════╝
[ OOC://Attention! Try outs are running on a separate timeline than the rest of the guild; meaning students have already attended a few classes already, including first year's flying class. For more info on how to play quidditch, see here: [x]]
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