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murruelecreuset rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2020 8:45 pm
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2020 1:32 pm
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2020 1:41 pm
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2020 4:56 pm
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2020 8:09 am
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2020 7:15 pm
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2020 9:41 am
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2020 12:27 pm
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2020 9:44 pm
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Sometimes it's raisin' your voice Sometimes it's makin' some noise Sometimes it's provin' to the world it was wrong Whenever you can't see the light Whenever there's no end in sight Keep on, keep on moving on
Slyтнerιɴ Fιrѕт Yeαr 💯 Socιαl Medια Bυrɴoυт 🔥 Aɢe 11😎
*★,°*:.☆( ̄▽ ̄)/$:*.°★* 。Viv still couldn't believe she had actually been made first string her first year. She knew it was more because there hadn't been that many people at tryouts rather than her amazing skill (she snorted so loud internally she worried other people heard her) but still! She felt bad though that she was so late, especially to her first game, and sprinted across the field where it seemed like everyone was already there which just heightened her embarrassment. Finally though she arrived, though mostly out of breath, and tried to fall in line with the others.
Position: Chaser AC: 12 Modifiers: +2 to shoot Special Skills: Good arm, Deft dodger, Mean Swing Lives: [💖] [💖] [💖]
Keep on moving on Here comes a breakthrough, here comes a day Here comes a moment that you gotta go for it so don't let it get away It's all about breakthrough, just turn the page 'Cause everyday I'm getting closer, life is just a roller-coaster
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2020 7:03 pm
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2020 7:06 pm
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Young blood, run like a river Young blood, never get chained Young blood, heaven need a sinner You can't raise hell with a saint
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Slγτhεrιη || Sεcσηδ Ψεαr || Chαsεr
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Isolde had gotten on the team again, which was great. She still wanted to play against her brother, and this was definitely the year to do it. Now maybe she could have her chance to prove that she was definitely better than he was. Just, she couldn't do it this game. Sad.
AC: 13 Modifiers: +3 to all Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe [x] [x] [x] Final Roll: -- -/3
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Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: I can't wait for the game to start. OOC: -◎-
Young blood, came to start a riot Don't care what your old man say Young blood, heaven hate a sinner But we gonna raise hell anyway
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2020 7:10 pm
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Circling your, circling your, circling your head Contemplating everything you ever said Now I see the truth, I got doubt A different motive in your eyes and now I'm out See you later
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Ꮐꭱꭹꮁ̵ꮁ̵ꮖ🇳ꭰꮻꭱ || Ꭲꮋꮖꭱꭰ Ꮍꭼꭺꭱ || Ᏼꭼꭺꭲꭼꭱ
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Marcia was definitely ready for the game to start. She wanted to do better this year, and she was going to prove it. Nodding to her teammates, she got ready for the game to start.
AC: 16 Modifiers: Bludgers +4 Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer, Mean Swing Lives: biggrin biggrin biggrin biggrin Final Roll: --
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Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: This is going to be a good game. OOC: -◎-
Conclusions manifest, your first impressions got to be your very best I see you're full of s**t, and that's alright That's how you play, I guess you'll get through every night Well now that's over
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2020 7:13 pm
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2020 7:16 pm
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He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out He's choking, how? Everybody's joking now The clock's run out, time's up, over, blaow!
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Gʀʏꜰꜰɪɴᴅᴏʀ || Fᴏᴜʀᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Kᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ
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Rune was calm. It wasn't like he was going to have bludgers aimed at him during the games too often. However, his cousin had tried to make sure that he knew that he needed to do well. Which, he was going to do, he just didn't need Eve telling him that.
AC: 17 Modifiers: Blocking +7 Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Great Catch, Hold the Line Lives: biggrin biggrin biggrin Final Roll: --
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Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: Well, here we go. OOC: -◎-
You better lose yourself in the music The moment, you own it, you better never let it go You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime
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