The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting Could it be that we have been this way before I know you don't think that I am trying I know you're wearing thin down to the core
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Rhys stepped onto the pitch and started setting out supplies. He was still nervous, but his nervousness had died down to a minor annoyance than legitimate fear about speaking in front of people. No, he still didn't like public speaking, but this was a small crowd, not a mob. Nodding to himself, he settled back to wait for everyone to show up for tryouts.
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AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 for spotting, +8 for catching Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes Great Catch Lives: [x] [x] [x] Final Roll: -- -/3 Catch Up -/2 Attempts
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This is not what I intended I always swore to you I'd never fall apart You always thought that I was stronger I may have failed But I have loved you from the start
Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2017 10:55 am
A mind as clear as a cloudless sky... No room for rust, no room for settled dust. A waning wild thrown to bygone days... No room for rust, no room for settled dust. I’m growing black mud up around my veins; And I’m going backwards, shutting out the name.
D I A N T H A S I Â N W A R L O W ravenclaw chaser │ sixth year prefect│ halfblood
Di was left feeling a little nostalgic, since it seemed like Rhys had been captain forever, and now it was his last year, and her second to last year. But hopefully they'd have a good turn out of first years, seeing how low they'd been on reserve players last year. And when Rhys was graduated next year Gavin would probably end up on first string, leaving them with just Dris. She took a form from Rhys with a wry smile and after filling it out, began her stretches.
Username: The Forgotten Weasley Character's Name: Diantha Warlow House: Ravenclaw Year: Sixth Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 4 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Deft Dodger First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Anywhere needed
OOC: Position: Chaser AC: 19 Mods: +7 Scoring, +5 Stealing Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Deft Dodger Lives: (X) (X) (X) Post to Goal: n/a Number of Goals Made: 0
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But it’s spiraling, spiraling into something bigger- Is there something bigger? Wide awake, but I am sleeping... No room for rust, no room for settled dust. I’m lying naked, drunk and dreaming- Would it all work at all?
Dris all but sprinted to the quidditch pitch when he looked at the time. He'd been so busy painting along to the silly song stuck in his head. Now he'd have to explain the multitude of colors staining his hands and arms, though luckily he didn't have any paint in his hair... this time. And since he'd changed into his quidditch clothes, he figured he looked decently neat, at the very least. He grabbed his new broom, the Nimbus 2010, that he'd earned after working his tail off at his dad's shop all summer. For now, he was focused on running, his watch ticking away the seconds until the start of tryouts proper. By the time he made it to the pitch, Rhys and Diantha were both there getting ready, so he hurried over to do all his sign-up papers again. After he'd done that and given it in to the Captain, he plopped down and started stretching out.
Username: Miss GryffindorK Character's Name: Driskol Abrams House: Ravenclaw Year: Second Advanced Flying I: In Progress Advanced Flying II: Not Yet Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 01 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes, Great Catch, +MTA Boost First Choice Position: Seeker Second Choice Position: Chaser
AC:14 Modifiers:+4 {Spotting} +4 {Catching} Special Skills:Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes, Great Catch, Quidditch MTA ƬσтαƖ RσƖƖ:xx {xxxxxx} x/3 Lives:[✬] [✬] [✬]
Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2017 7:39 am
I won't just survive Oh, you will see me thrive Can't write my story I'm beyond the archetype I won't just conform No matter how you shake my core 'Cause my roots, they run deep
Hikaru made his way onto the field determined to keep the keeper position he had, pun not intended. He was unsure if someone else would be eyeing the spot but he had his heart set on it. He filled out the form, before getting ready and noting who was here. His mind was totally in the quidditch zone.
Username: Kungfudemoness Character's Name: Hikaru Nakano House: Ravenclaw Year: 2 Advanced Flying I: enrolled Advanced Flying II: no Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 1 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Dang Healthy First Choice Position: Keeper Second Choice Position: Chaser
Oh, ye of so little faith Don't doubt it, don't doubt it Victory is in your veins You know it, you know it And you will not negotiate Just fight it, just fight it And be transformed
Just one more year, he thought. One more year and he can play seeker. He could hardly wait. (For that, and the bottle of Madam Primpernelles Vanisihing Zit Cream that his mother had initially chased him around the house trying to apply that gunk to his nose. But now, bloody hell, did he regret not taking it.) Still, it had gotten considerably smaller since he attacked Mt. Pimple the past few nights. It erupted, but grew back the very next morning. And the morning after that. And the morning after that. Until it was nothing but a ugly red scab. Lovely. Instead of focusing on that, or how he was a head and shoulder taller than most of those already gathered, he swiped up a form and hurried to fill it out.
Username: Essy ze Ninja Character's Name: Gavin Selwyn House: Ravenclaw Year: Fourth Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 3 Any Special Skill: Sharp Eyes, Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Quid MTA First Choice Position: Seeker Reserve? Second Choice Position: Any
Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 10:57 pm
↬ Sєcσηɗ Ƴєαя ↭ RανєηcƖαω ↭ Ɓєαтєя ↫
Marcello hurried onto the field, bat in tow. Yes, he bought his own bat. Well, his dad bought it for him, but regardless, it was his. Over the summer, he even etched his name into the handle with his pocket knife. It was the coolest thing, like ever. As he approached the other players, Marcel gave them all a friendly smile. He quickly filled out his form and turned it in before jogging over to his friend to begin his stretches. "Hey Hikaru, how's it goin'?" he asked as he pulled and tugged at his arms and legs. The boy didn't want to pull a muscle or anything during tryouts. That might put him on the bench for the start of the season, if it was serious enough.
Username: The Shiny Furret Character's Name: Marcello Fioravanti House: Ravenclaw Year: Second Advanced Flying I: enrolled Advanced Flying II: no Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 1 Any Special Skill: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer First Choice Position: Beater Second Choice Position: Reserve Beater?
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!
I won't just survive Oh, you will see me thrive Can't write my story I'm beyond the archetype I won't just conform No matter how you shake my core 'Cause my roots, they run deep
"Hey Marcel!" Hikaru said leaning bak up trom where he had been bent over. He'd reconise his teammates voiced anytime. "Going for beater again? Oh is that a new bat?" He said noticing the new bat in Marcels hands. "Im hopeing if i'm still starting keeper I can get my own fitted Keeper pads. These are a bit loose." He said. The main reason he didn'thave some right now is cause hos parent needed to get stuff for his new sister. He be lying if he said he wasn't a tad jealous. Besides it not like his sister could help it, she was a baby.
Oh, ye of so little faith Don't doubt it, don't doubt it Victory is in your veins You know it, you know it And you will not negotiate Just fight it, just fight it And be transformed
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The Shiny Furret
Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2017 11:20 am
H A Y D E N ▼ "A H N N A"▼A T T E R B E R R Y
Fifth Year▼Ravenclaw▼Prefect▼Vice Captain▼
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 walked onto the pitch a little later than usual but she wasn't too worried. Tryouts had obviously not started quite yet and Rhys didn't seem to bothered with her late appearance. She yawned and dropped her broom on the ground next to the captain before glancing at him. "You want me to start tryouts? Or do you have this?" She asked, stretching her arms above her head. As she stretched she morphed her hair to a shorter pixie cut and let it go to the color it always went when she was feeling determined. A pure white just like Rhys'. It was funny, you'd think she would associate white hair and bright blue eyes with something else because of Rhys but she really did consider him one of the bravest people she knew. To face an entire quidditch team when you hate public speaking, and to run that quidditch team like he did... that was brave... that was determination.
Username: Devlyn Maycry Character's Name: Ahnna Atterberry House: Ravenclaw Year: Fifth Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 4 Any Special Skill:Natural Flyer, Mean Swing, Deft Dodger First Choice Position: Beater Second Choice Position: Beater
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.
I tried to be someone else But nothing seemed to change I know now, this is who I really am inside.
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Glynn made his way down to the pitch, surprisingly in a good mood. Quidditch had been the one thing he hadn't been able to take from him, even though he tried hard to take away everything else. Instead, Glynn breathed a sigh of relief as he got there to fill out the form. At least he didn't have to pretend to be someone else while he was flying. He gave Gavin a wave and stood next to his friend as he tried to consider whether he wanted to get a broom at some point. He'd been using school brooms, but he wasn't sure if he'd even be allowed to ask for something like a broom.
Username: Diamond Wales Character's Name: Glynn Llwellyn House: Ravenclaw Year: Fourth Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 3 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: I still actually like chaser.
AC: 17 Modifiers: +7 to Stealing, +7 to Scoring Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm Lives: ♥ ♥ ♥♡ Final Roll: -- -/3
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Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: At least this hasn't changed... OOC:
Finally found myself Fighting for a chance. I know now, this is who I really am.
Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2017 9:26 am
They don't care what you say They don't care what you think All they care, what you do, Long as your off beat, Take a look at yourself
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Wallis took a look at the team as he walked down to the pitch and realized one thing. He was definitely the youngest person there. However, Wallis wasn't going to be bothered by it. If nothing else, he figured that he could always learn from the older students. He took a form from the captain and filled it out before he started stretching, thinking he needed to be looser for ttryouts.
Username: Diamond Wales Character's Name: Wallis McGregor House: Ravenclaw Year: First Advanced Flying I: No Advanced Flying II: No Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0 Any Special Skill: Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy First Choice Position: Beater Second Choice Position: Wherever you want me.
AC: 14 Modifiers: +0 to everything Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy Lives:heartheartheartheart Final Roll: --
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Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: I wonder 'ow this is gonna go? OOC:
I'm dreamin' out loud, And all at once it's so familiar to see, I'm dreamin out loud, Can't find a puzzle to fit into piece I'm dreamin out loud, Can't find a puzzle to fit into piece of apart of me
The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting Could it be that we have been this way before I know you don't think that I am trying I know you're wearing thin down to the core
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Rhys shook his head at Ahnna's question about her starting tryouts, having psyched himself up to actually talk. Which, the confidence he tried to get nearly fled when he looked over everyone, but he regrouped it and ended up cocking an eyebrow at her as her hair went white. Okay, well then. That was different. Shrugging it off, he stood to address the team and swallowed nervously before he started to speak."So, um, welcome to tryouts. I, um, well, we're just going to do a scrimmage game today, probably two, and then we can determine who's going to make it on the team and who won't. So, um, we're not going to do seeking for the first round, but we will for the second round. Blue team's going to be Di and Dris for chasers, and Bronze team's going to have Gavin and Glynn. Marcello, you're Blue's beater while Wallis is the Bronze's. I'm Blue's keeper this go around, and Hikaru will be Bronze's. Ahnna, just keep an eye out and make sure that the potions are given out when someone gets knocked around too much. Anyway, let's get up in the air."Rhys was relieved that he didn't stammer over that entire thing, but attributed that to not really speaking long. He went over to release the balls before getting himself into position afterward to play keeper.
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Blue Team Chasers - Di, Dris Beater - Marcello Keeper - Rhys
AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 for spotting, +8 for catching Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes Great Catch Lives: [x] [x] [x] Final Roll: -- -/3 Catch Up -/2 Attempts
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This is not what I intended I always swore to you I'd never fall apart You always thought that I was stronger I may have failed But I have loved you from the start
The Forgotten Weasley
Essy ze Ninja
kungfudemoness
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Devlyn Maycry
The Shiny Furret
Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2017 2:21 pm
I won't just survive Oh, you will see me thrive Can't write my story I'm beyond the archetype I won't just conform No matter how you shake my core 'Cause my roots, they run deep
Hikaru looked to see who was and wasnt on his scrimmage team. Once they were ready ready, he zoomed over to the goal hoops and prepared to keep the quaffle away from his hoops.
Oh, ye of so little faith Don't doubt it, don't doubt it Victory is in your veins You know it, you know it And you will not negotiate Just fight it, just fight it And be transformed
A mind as clear as a cloudless sky... No room for rust, no room for settled dust. A waning wild thrown to bygone days... No room for rust, no room for settled dust. I’m growing black mud up around my veins; And I’m going backwards, shutting out the name.
D I A N T H A S I Â N W A R L O W ravenclaw chaser │ sixth year prefect│ halfblood
Di went up for the quaffle immediately, confident she was going to beat out Gavin and/or Glynn for it. She wasn't worried about not making the team, but she still wanted to play her best, especially seeing how she'd barely had any time to practice all summer. Essentially being promoted to parent for a good month would do that to you.
OOC: Position: Blue Team Chaser AC: 19 Mods: +7 Scoring, +5 Stealing Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Deft Dodger Lives: (X) (X) (X) Post to Goal: n/a Number of Goals Made: 0
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But it’s spiraling, spiraling into something bigger- Is there something bigger? Wide awake, but I am sleeping... No room for rust, no room for settled dust. I’m lying naked, drunk and dreaming- Would it all work at all?
Gavin was eager to get back on the field, he spent nearly all summer practicing formations and honing his agility. Much to the expense of bugs in his teeth so he had to wear a bandanna around his face and neck for most the month. (The gnats and flies really swarm around the family estate during the summer when it's raining every other day.) Rhys was quick to divide up the Ravenclaws and he found himself on a team with Glynn. ”Good luck!” he said, before bursting into the air to take his position. When the quaffle was in the air, Diantha was on it like a hawk. Gavin hurried to try and sweep it into his grip first.
A mind as clear as a cloudless sky... No room for rust, no room for settled dust. A waning wild thrown to bygone days... No room for rust, no room for settled dust. I’m growing black mud up around my veins; And I’m going backwards, shutting out the name.
D I A N T H A S I Â N W A R L O W ravenclaw chaser │ sixth year prefect│ halfblood
Di came away with the quaffle, and wheeled in the air before heading for the Bronze goals.
OOC: Position: Blue Team Chaser AC: 19 Mods: +7 Scoring, +5 Stealing Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Deft Dodger Lives: (X) (X) (X) Post to Goal: 1/3 Number of Goals Made: 0
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But it’s spiraling, spiraling into something bigger- Is there something bigger? Wide awake, but I am sleeping... No room for rust, no room for settled dust. I’m lying naked, drunk and dreaming- Would it all work at all?
