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addaellis rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2023 9:10 pm
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🦜🎹AURAIS FLINT AURELIUSthird year || Ravenclaw || pureblood Language club mute || Fencing club whack occasional attendee of Music Club and Order of the Stick _______________ Black team was doing pretty great! Not that Aurais had anything to do with it. He'd been so occupied just not getting in the way of the storm of bludgers and concerned about not one but two kids that had gotten pummeled into the ground that he had nearly missed Ron's goal. Aurais tried to wave a thumbs up--this was still a friendly game...right?--when Ron's little sister came away with the quaffle. Time to get in on the action, Aurais supposed. As Brianna passed by, Aurais flew close by and reached out for the steal.
Unfortunately, at that moment a gust of wind picked up and Aurais had to redirect his attention to holding on tight and fighting against the wind.
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setting March 2059, quidditch || with lots of people appearance 5’1”, spindly || wearing black robes + black jeans status It'll be fine, this is just a friendly match! Astyth status Why are we outside in the rain? _______________//OOC: Position: Black Chaser Total roll: 4 + 5 - 1 = 8 < Brianna AC 13 missed
Stats: AC: 13 Modifiers: +5 to spotting, catching, and stealing; +3 to everything else, -1 weather Special Skills: Sharp Eyes, Great Catch, Swift Swipe Lives: <3 <3 <3
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And I slept on the ocean last night I could see you all, and you all were dancing sideways Your feet stuck to the skies And I could see the airplanes dance behind your eyes And I was glad I found the time 🎹🦜"Along the Road" by Radical Face.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2023 9:40 pm
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mc2 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2023 2:56 am
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2023 2:07 pm
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Brianna Cathaline Quinn-Smith Slytherin │ Third Year │ Thirteen Years Old │ Single │ Chaser
While Brianna was making good on her promise to herself not to let her opponents see her bleed, it was pretty obvious she was grievously injured. She'd already coughed up a worrying mass of blood, and the it was clear her throwing arm was good only holding the Quaffle pressed against her wounded side. 'Shooting's going to be interesting with my off-hand,' she thought.
More concerning was the way her chest creaked every time she drew breath, how every move sent hot stabs of pain through her body, and that her vision was starting to gray at the edges. The chill, wet air went in like she was drawing a burning coldness into her. She told herself, 'Okay, I just need to get in, score at least one goal, so I stay even with Ron. Stay airbourne long enough for Strife to find that bleedin' Snitch so we can declare victory, and then I can fly to the Hospital Wing so I can collapse in peace. I'd rather die than let somebody see me being carried in by Ron.'
Focused on what she was doing, she hadn't realized Logan was already out of the fight, and that the rest of Team Purple was being decimated by Team Black's Beaters, nor did she realize one of the Team Black Chasers had a made a play for the ball in her possession. She was vaguely aware that a new teammate had taken up a supporting position beside and slightly above her. Brianna spared a glance to see a willowy girl with silvery blonde hair on a broomstick, someone she knew from her other classes, looking over at her hopefully. 'Yeah, sorry, I'm not giving this up until they knock me off my broomstick...'
Team Purple Chaser AC: 13 Modifiers: +3 to Shoot and Steal the Quaffle Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Good Arm, Swift Swipe Lives: [ ] [x] [x] Action: Making my run toward the goals (2/3) (-1 DRM due to weather) (-2 DRM due to injuries) Effect Value:
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2023 3:35 pm
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Linsey Grey-Cavendish Ravenclaw │ Third Year │ Thirteen Years Old │ Single │ Beater
When she heard about the pick-up game, Linsey jumped at the chance to play. She was rather disappointed when she drew out a stone that put her as one of the reserve players. The Third Year Ravenclaw figured that for certain she would only be watching on the sidelines, right until she started seeing players being knocked out the game. All of a sudden, she getting the call, and Echo, her fellow Art Club member, and Yari’s sister, told her to play Chaser.
It was with some reluctance Linsey set aside her Beater bat, but she didn’t mind playing Chaser again. Echo told her to be up there, helping the other Team Purple Chasers, and so she put herself in a position to give support to Brianna, whom looked as though a slight breeze might send her tumbling to the ground below.
Character's Name: Linsey Grey-Cavendish House: Ravenclaw Year: Third Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Enrolled Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 2 (1st Yr: Reserve Chaser, 2nd Yr: Beater) Any Special Skill: Good Arm, Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe
Team Purple Chaser AC:13 Modifiers: +3 to Shoot the Quaffle, +3 to Steal the Quaffle, +2 to Beater Actions Special Skills: Good Arm, Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] Action: Effect Value:
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Stefan Lee Salvatore rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2023 4:23 pm
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Stefan Lee Salvatore rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2023 4:25 pm
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addaellis rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2023 6:32 pm
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mc2 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2023 6:57 pm
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SherbertLemondrop rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2023 9:36 pm
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mc2 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2023 4:47 am
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Trickblues rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2023 6:07 am
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SherbertLemondrop rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2023 7:12 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2023 10:21 am
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xx⥈ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Quidditch Pitch xxx⥈ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Everyone? xxxx⥈ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Scrimmage Match xxxxx⥈ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? Black Team Wins 160-0!
Xiang had watched the match like a hawk.... well, a hawk in the rain because it was messy. The beaters were next level, and the younger professor could feel the growing annoyance from the healers below. A few times, she'd had to scold players for using magic, meaning she'd have to start giving them a stern warning before future games. And of course, Xiang hated being stern. Messed up her internal sunshine.
Finally, one of the Seekers got lucky and Xiang was able to end the match, so Xiang called forth the loudening spell once more. "EVERYBODY FREEZE! Nora on the Black Team was successfully able to catch the Snitch! Black team wins! Everybody, land down so I and our healing team can offer healing spells and potions! You all did a super good job! Congrats!" She used a spell to summon the bludgers, trapping them back in their box with ease. Once the quaffle was tossed her way, it was also placed in its home, and she prepared to do some healing for the kids that survived the brutality of the beaters.
I'ᴍ sɪᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏғ ʙᴇɪɴɢ sɪᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ Aɴᴅ ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ɴᴇɢᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ᴄᴏʟʟɪᴅᴇ Wʜʏ ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ɪs ᴍɪɴᴇ Gᴏᴛ ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ sɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sɪᴅᴇʟɪɴᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴘʟᴀʏ Gᴏᴛᴛᴀ sᴛʀɪᴋᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ sʜɪɴᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ sᴀʏ, I'ᴍ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ I'ᴍ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ, I'ᴍ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ Jᴜsᴛ ᴅʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴠɪʙᴇ, I'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ Ⲁⲛⲇ Ⲓ ⲱⲟⲛ'ⲧ 𝓵ⲓ𝓿ⲉ ⲙⲩ 𝓵ⲓ𝓯ⲉ ⲁ𝓯ꞅⲁⲓⲇ
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2023 10:36 am
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Ronald David Quinn-Smith xxxxxxxxxxxxx Brianna Cathaline Quinn-Smith Hufflepuff Sixth Year xxxxxxxxxxxx Slytherin Third Year
Brianna was determined to do her part for the team, even if it was being picked apart around her, no matter how much it hurt to breath. She and Ron both believed in ‘leaving it all on the pitch’. Focused as she was on reaching Team Black’s endzone so she could make her scoring attempt, she didn’t see the Bludger streaking toward her until it was too late for her to do much more than gasp, “Oh, crap!”
Hitting with all the force of a rifle shot from relatively close range, the line drive caught the little Third Year just below her collar, slamming into her breastbone and snapping it as the momentum threw her up and backwards. With her arms flailing, and the Quaffle falling away from her nerveless grasp, Brianna was flung over the back of her broomstick. For a timeless instant, she saw her broomstick continuing on without her, the ball falling, momentarily forgotten, and found she couldn’t get so much as a gasp of air despite being surrounded with it. ‘Shouldn’t this hurt more?’ she wondered briefly, as she mercifully blacked out.
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Ron was circling back around, looking for the chance to interrupt Team Purple’s next scoring chance. As he emerged from a column of mist, he saw what was going on around him. Players were falling from the skies, and Team Purple was down to using a little Second Year Chaser as their Seeker, while a white-haired Ravenclaw Beater was pulled from the reserve pool to replace one of their Chasers. It was then he spotted the Bludger striking his sister like a guided missile.
“Anna!” Ron shouted, as he saw her being blasted from the top of her mount. Without a first thought, Ron threw himself into a steep dive, passing past Linsey close enough to nearly clip her in his haste, as his attention was solely focused on intercepting his sister’s tumbling body. He put his mount through a wide turn as he descended, so he could ‘cross the T’, as he worked to get ahead and below Brianna. At the last instant he clenched his legs about the broomstick as he relaxed his upper body as much as he could and reached out with both hands.
Brianna slammed into Ron with the force of a girl-sized Bludger, knocking the breath from his body as he caught her, and, as he somehow managed not to be parted from his mount, both of them went tumbling into a corkscrewing dive. While maintaining a virtual death-grip on Brianna with one arm, Ron grabbed his broomstick with his other hand, as the world spun madly around him.
Knowing he was rapidly running out of air beneath them, and likely at risk of either crashing into the stands or the perimeter of the pitch, Ron fought to check the wicked fast roll. Finally, he managed to throw his weight to the other side enough that he came out of the roll, and pulled out of the dive close enough to the ground he’d later find grass stains on the tops of his sneakers. Ron banked into a turn to avoid colliding with a wall, before using a tail slide to skid to a stop near the middle of the pitch.
As he caught his breath, Ron balanced Brianna’s broken body in his lap, while her blonde head was pillowed upon his shoulder. “Butterbeers at Three Broomsticks, just like always, Anna,” he said to her breathily. “Don’t worry, I’m buying.”
Team Black Chaser AC: 17 Modifiers: +6 to Catch and Shoot the Quaffle Special Skills: Good Arm, Great Catch, Natural Flyer Lives: [ ] [ ] [X] Action: Cool, but insane stunts on a broomstick and a rescue Effect Value:
Team Purple Chaser AC: 13 Modifiers: +3 to Shoot and Steal the Quaffle Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Good Arm, Swift Swipe Lives: [X] [X] [X] Action: Plunging like a rock Effect Value:
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