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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 6:09 am
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Never meant to break my own promises; Promises, just promises... Again, the excuses and generally wasting my time. I'm finding solutions, just seeking my peace of mind. No hocus or pocus, my focus is drunk on the floor! And mumbling something about one more, Oh, falling across the line- Keep punching petals at the ember light, And I cross my heart and hope to die.
T O B I A S P H I L E M O N W A L S H Seventh Year Prefect │ Gryffindor Beater │ Team Captain │ Halfblood Twin
Toby didn't feel like he was properly prepared for this at all. Technically, he didn't even have a vice captain- he was going to have to ask Leo as soon as she showed up, but he felt guilty about putting her on the spot for it. But there wasn't a lot he could do about it. He let the school brooms fall in an undignified heap on the ground, dropped the equipment box and kicked it open, and grabbed out a pile of forms and a quill, ignoring the bludgers straining to get out inside. Right, well, now all he could do was wait for people to show.
Username: Character's Name: House: Year: Advanced Flying I: Advanced Flying II: Years of Previous Quidditch playing: Any Special Skill: First Choice Position: Second Choice Position:
OOC: Position: Beater AC: 18 Mods: +8 Bludger Hits Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy, Mean Swing Lives: (X) (X) (X) (X) ((Please fill out the form in the code above and wait for further instructions. Tryouts are on a different timeline, so if your first year is trying out they have already taken their first flying class and are eligible to play. How to Play Quidditch. If you have any questions, pm me!))
One more night, I said it the last time; This is the last time, say it and now once more. Never meant to break my own promises; I said I was trying, I really was driving the coast. The fight or the flight, well I side with the latter most! It almost is laughable but when I chuckle I choke. Can’t get the words out my throat of one more- Is that my lion’s pride, I meet my mountain, then I run and hide?
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 6:44 am
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Location: Quidditch Pitch (Try-outs)
Leonette walked onto the field with her broom in hand. She knew that Toby needed a vice-captain. With Crash gone as sad as it was, she wondered who the seventh year picked. Honestly she wasn't sure but she kind of hoped it would be her. It was about time a female took over and honestly she wanted to have something positive to say about the year. Being the leader of a Quidditch team really meant something to her even if she was busy with everything else. Though something told her it would probably be Ronna, who else would Toby pick. Granted the rumor of her not trying out kind of worried the sixth year, Ronna was the best beater they had they couldn't lose her now.
Looking to see Toby there Leonette walked over to him. So far it was just him. 'Early as usual.' she thought despite pushing it kind of late the year prior. Granted she'd been to busy studying. "Hey Toby, I hope you decided on a vice-captain." she said in greeting as she took one of the notorious Quidditch forms and filled it out.
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Username: murruelecreuset Character's Name: Leonette Mitchell House: Gryffindor Year: 6th Advanced Flying I: yes Advanced Flying II: yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 5 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Anywhere you need me.
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Status: Happy With: Toby
Wearing: Try-out Clothes
OOC: 0/3 to Goal - Total Roll: --- AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 AC, +8 Stealing, +8 Shooting Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Good Arm Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life]
Gryfindor you say? Yes, I could see you doing well there... So be it! Gryffindor!
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 7:04 am
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Never meant to break my own promises; Promises, just promises... Again, the excuses and generally wasting my time. I'm finding solutions, just seeking my peace of mind. No hocus or pocus, my focus is drunk on the floor! And mumbling something about one more, Oh, falling across the line- Keep punching petals at the ember light, And I cross my heart and hope to die.
T O B I A S P H I L E M O N W A L S H Seventh Year Prefect │ Gryffindor Beater │ Team Captain │ Halfblood Twin
Toby audibly sighed with relief as he saw Leo approach. Not only because now he could ask her, but because it meant people had actually listened when he paused in the middle of the common room and yelled something about 'tryouts are coming up, so if you want to be on the team get your arses down there on time'. "Um, yeah, actually, I kinda did," he said sheepishly. "I was hoping it would be you? I know it's a lot of responsibility and all, but I mean... if we survive this year with me as captain I'm sure you'll be great next year." He offered his best grin and hoped it worked, because he didn't know what he was going to do if she refused.
OOC: Position: Beater AC: 18 Mods: +8 Bludger Hits Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy, Mean Swing Lives: (X) (X) (X) (X)
One more night, I said it the last time; This is the last time, say it and now once more. Never meant to break my own promises; I said I was trying, I really was driving the coast. The fight or the flight, well I side with the latter most! It almost is laughable but when I chuckle I choke. Can’t get the words out my throat of one more- Is that my lion’s pride, I meet my mountain, then I run and hide?
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 7:29 am
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Arianna skipped down to the pitch carrying her broom in hand. She smiled down at the broom she had just purchased this summer. It had taken a lot of her savings but she was thrilled with it. She noticed Toby and Leo talking and she wondered if he was about to ask her to be Vice Capitan. It would make sense to pick someone from sixth year to lead the team next year. Ari just shrugged her shoulders and grabbed a form to fill out trying not to interrupt them.
Quote: Username: Character's Name: Arianna Davenport House: Gryffindor Year: Third Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: In Progress Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 1 Any Special Skill: Good Arm, Great Catch, Natural Flyer First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Maybe Keeper? But I'd try anything!
OOC: Total: AC: 16 Modifiers: +4 Shooting, +4 Catching Special Skills:Good Arm, Great Catch, Natural Flyer Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
Let me know if I messed those up! sweatdrop
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 7:43 am
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Addie followed behind her sister making her way to try-outs. The first year was quite nervous to be honest. Her older sister talked about quidditch all the time at home and the first year really wanted to try it herself. She was good at sports but that was muggle sports. She snagged a form for herself and filled it out to the best of her own knowledge.
Quote: Username: amo10690 Character's Name: Adaline Davenport House: Gryffindor Year: First Advanced Flying I: N/A Advanced Flying II: N/A Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0 Any Special Skill: Mean Swing, Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy First Choice Position: Beater Second Choice Position: anything
OOC: Total: AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 Bludger Hits Special Skills: Mean Swing, Natural Flyer, Dang Healthy Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ]
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 7:49 am
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XXXXXⒽⓐⓛⓕⓑⓛⓞⓞⓓXXXXXPre fectXXXXX⒟⒜⒯⒤⒩⒢ Echo Lovette
All my friends, they’re different people Anxious like the ocean in a storm When we go out, yeah, we’re electric Coursing through our bodies ’til we’re one
❁ ❀ ✿Tanya practically ran out onto the field with her broom in hand and a grin already in place. No matter how dreadfully awfully miserable the first week of school was like (and her's hadn't been, just saying) Quidditch always seemed to make everything better. She gave a grin to Toby and Leo and had just grabbed a form when she heard the captain ask her friend to be VC. Her mouth popped open and the only reason she wasn't already over their squealing her delight was because it was an A and B conversation so she would just have to see Leo about it later. Although she did try to catch her friend's eye and give her two big thumbs up mouthing for her to take the position. It would be so cool if her friend were captain next year! She's been on the team longest besides Toby, she knew the game backwards, forwards, and sideways, she'd be a great vice captain.
Username: Yukina101 Character's Name: Tanya Cherri House: Gryffindor Year: 6th Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 4 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe, Deft Dodger First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Keeper?
AC: 19 Modifiers: +7 to Steal +5 to Shoot Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer Lives: [<3] [<3] [<3] To Goal: ~/3 Final Roll: ~
I said ooh, ooh You got me in the mood, mood I’m scared But if my heart’s gonna break before the night will end I said, ooh, ooh we’re in danger Sleeping with a friend, sleeping with a friend
Try Outs ☆ Where: Quidditch Pitch ☆ With: Team ☆ Thinking: Aweseomeawesomeawesome! ☆ OOC
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 7:50 am
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Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day! The sun is up, the sky is blue... It's beautiful and so are you! Dear Prudence, open up your eyes. Dear Prudence, see the sunny skies. Look around, round and round-
p r u d e n c e " p r u " l o w e r y gryffindor │ second year │ pureblood
Pru headed down to the pitch, broom firmly in hand. Her uncle was a broom maker, after all, and her older cousin Kenny played quidditch. Though she'd never played any sports before, she liked competing and she liked being outside, so she figured why not? She knew practically that as a second year her chances of getting an official position on the team were slim, but she still wanted to try. Maybe she'd surprise herself. She edged around the older students to get a form, and sat down in the grass cross legged to fill it out.
Username: The Forgotten Weasley Character's Name: Prudence Lowery House: Gryffindor Year: Second Advanced Flying I: No. Advanced Flying II: No. Years of Previous Quidditch playing: None. Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Hold the Line First Choice Position: Keeper Second Choice Position: ...Chaser, I guess?
OOC:Position: Keeper AC: 12 Mods: +4 Blocking Quaffle Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Hold the Line Lives: (X) (X) (X)
The wind is low, the birds will sing... That you are part of everything! Dear Prudence, let me see you smile. Dear Prudence, like a little child. The clouds will be a daisy chain, So let me see you smile again.
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 11:53 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 12:07 pm
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Fᴏᴜʀᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ |❹| Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ |❹| Hᴀʟғ-Bʟᴏᴏᴅ
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Dani was whistling a happy tune as she walked out toward the pitch, the carrying case for her broomstick slung over her shoulder. She was relishing the cool breeze blowing across the grass, and the warm sunlight upon her face. Even if she didn't make the first team, she wanted to be part of the team again, and tryouts were a good excuse to get out of the castle and enjoy a nice day outside. For her outing, Dani wore her over-sized bright green Holyhead Harpies jersey, over a black tanktop, and a pair of jeans, while she wore a pair of Uggs boots on her feet. As she strolled along, she slipped a helmet on her head, a new piece of gear she added to her collection over the summer.
This year, she figured things would be different for her; rather than try competing for Chaser again, she trained up on the other positions over the summer, Figuring if she could have a go at the Keeper or the Seeker, she might make the first team this year.
As she arrived, she saw Toby, Leo, Tanya, Ari and Pru were already there, as well as one of the newly minted First Year students (and Ari's younger sister), Ada, and Dani greeted them with a wave and a smile. "Hi, everybody," she said cheerily, as she collected a form and a quill to fill out the form.
Username: Graydon Ironshield Character's Name: Danica Stewart House: Gryffindor Year: 4th Advanced Flying I: Completed Advanced Flying II: Completed Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 3 (Reserve Seeker last term) Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Hold the Line First Choice Position: Keeper Second Choice Position: Seeker
AC: 17 Modifiers: +9 to Block, +7 to Catch Snitch Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Hold the Line Lives: [<3] [<3] [<3] Final Roll:
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 1:04 pm
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This ain't a song for the broken-hearted No silent prayer for the faith-departed I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd You're gonna hear my voice When I shout it out loud
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MцgglєBоґи || Fїґ$т Уёaя || Gґуffїпdоя
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Joel walked down to the pitch, his eyes looking over the field. This sport was played on brooms,so they wouldn't be on the ground... His eyes trailed up to the sky, where the stands were. That was a really long way up there. Which meant that while he was good down here, he might not be so good up there. He crossed his arms and finally got to where the captain was. One of the prefects, if he recalled. He took a form and walked over to where he saw a familiar face. Addie looked to be already filling out her form, and Joel flopped beside her. He didn't know what position she was going for, but he was going for Chaser. He filled out his own form and looked over to her. "Hey Addie. What position are you going for?"
Username: Diamond Wales Character's Name: Joel Powell House: Gryffindor Year: First Advanced Flying I: Nope Advanced Flying II: Nope Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0 Any Special Skill: Swift Swipe, Natural Flyer, Good Arm First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Uhh, any position?
AC: 12 Modifiers: Stealing +2, Scoring +2 Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Natural Flyer, Good Arm Lives: heart heart heart Final Roll: --
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This is for the ones who stood their ground For Tommy and Gina who never backed down Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake Luck ain't even lucky Got to make your own breaks
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 4:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 5:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 02, 2015 10:14 pm
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This ain't a song for the broken-hearted No silent prayer for the faith-departed I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd You're gonna hear my voice When I shout it out loud
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MцgglєBоґи || Fїґ$т Уёaя || Gґуffїпdоя
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Joel gave a half-smile and shrugged, showing her his sheet. "Chaser. I figured it couldn't be that different from my old position in football. Can't try and play that professionally anymore. So why not a quidditch player?" He shrugged and nodded toward the rest of the team. "They've all gotta be better than first years, especially ones that didn't know they were wizards before they got a letter. If I have to, I can sit on the sidelines and learn the game so that when I actually make first string, I don't make a bloody fool of myself." He might have been good at muggle sports, but that didn't mean it would transfer over to magical ones, after all. Though, he figured when he got the hang of the game, he'd surely make first string. He was a quick study on that stuff, after all.
AC: 12 Modifiers: Stealing +2, Scoring +2 Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Natural Flyer, Good Arm Lives: heart heart heart Final Roll: --
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This is for the ones who stood their ground For Tommy and Gina who never backed down Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake Luck ain't even lucky Got to make your own breaks
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