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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 7:30 pm
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✌ Cameron Rowley ✌ Second Year: GryffindorIf I Was Your Boyfriend..I'd never let you go.Cameron walked towards the Quidditch pitch, hoping to actually make the team this year. In the distance, he noticed the fiery red hair of Elli, a first year he'd met on the platform. Beside her stood another first year, a boy named Sun, and Remy Bleiddaid, the third year chaser. Since the brunette had the whistle, did that mean she was in charge of tryouts? Where is Jayden? he wondered, remembering the fourth year boy from the Sorting Ceremony the other night. When Cameron arrived, he quietly said, "Hello." More students would arrive soon, and among them would be Caitlin and Samuel. wearing
((Do not let Cameron make the team unless he's needed due to not enough students trying out please.))
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:06 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:35 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 8:44 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 9:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 01, 2012 9:39 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 1:29 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 1:46 pm
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You could be a blackbird On the country street Hiding from the world with a broken wing But you better believe you're gonna fly with me
Ɍemy Ѵerity Ƀleiddiaid Single ~ Gryffindor ~ Third Year ~ Chaser ~ Werewolf {Life the First}{Life the Second}{Life the Third} —¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤— Remy just smiled at Sun. She landed easily and opened her small knapsack. She lifted a small stack of papers, and held them out. She had written them, all in her looping, formal script. "Alright guys. Fill these out, then hand them in, alright?" she said, addressing he few people there. [b]Name:[/b] [b]Year:[/b] [b]Desired Spot:[/b] [b]Back-up Spot:[/b]
Remy also held a small jar of assorted pencils, so people could write. She herself filled out a paper, since she wasn't captain, she had to try out as well. Sure, she was confident she would make it, but rules were rules.
Name: Remy Verity Bleiddiaid Year: Third Desired Spot: Chaser Back-up Spot: Beater
{OOC:}
—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤—
You could be a songbird from New Orleans Scared of the rain just as scared to sing But you better believe you're gonna fly with me
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 2:03 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 2:09 pm
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Sun ☼ Henrick Gryffindor || First Year
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Sun took one of the forms and looked through it. Just some forms, nothing too big. He thought he would be asked some complicated question that only those who took advanced flying would know.
When he saw "back-up spot", he didn't know what to put there. Honestly, he didn't really pay attention to what the other spots offered. Chasers, Keepers, and Seekers were the other positions, though the latter two didn't seem all that appealing to Sun, who wished to feel the adrenaline run through his veins. Chasers suffered the most, it seemed, from beaters sending a thousand and one bludgers towards them. Seekers needed some good eye, which Sun didn't think he possessed. Perhaps being a keeper? Maybe. He'll just scribble something and pray that he gets his desired spot.
Name: Sun henrick Year: 1st Desired Spot: Beater Back-up Spot: Keeper?
Sun turned his head towards the direction of Romy's voice. "Hey!" Sun exclaimed as he handed the paper back. "Oh, just, you know, pumping myself up for the quidditch tryouts. Going for the beater position. What about you?"
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✔ Confidence ✔ Just hold your head high ✔ And keep going
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 2:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 2:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 2:29 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 2:35 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 02, 2012 2:58 pm
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