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Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2024 10:07 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2024 4:25 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2024 4:29 pm
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SherbertLemondrop rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2024 4:31 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2024 4:33 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2024 4:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 17, 2024 4:39 pm
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xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Quidditch Pitch xxx✯ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Teammates, Rivals, & Fans xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Game Three! xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? I'm so glad the sun is back!
Lewis curled his fingers around the cool steel of the snitch, a smile settling on his face. "I CAUGHT THE SNITCH!" He called out, holding the ball overhead. Once the match was called, Lewis flew over to Charlotte. "Hey, you did an awesome job! Great game!" He sent over a happy smile, then flew down to join his team. If math shook out, there could be a huge tie, but at least they did good. And per a glance, they'd managed to score a goal too, which was awesome!
AC: 17 Modifiers: +7 {Spotting} +7 {Catching} Special Skills: Sharp Eyes, Great Catch, Natural Flyer Spotted: 3/3 Catching: 1/2 Total Roll:23 {Caught!} Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2024 7:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2024 7:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2024 8:17 pm
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2024 4:02 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2024 4:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2024 6:48 pm
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Finneas MacDavis- Grey Gryffindor │ Second Year │ Twelve Years Old │ Single
Finn was feeling optimistic about things as he walked out towards the pitch. It was the first match of the young season, and they didn’t come much tougher than seeing the Lions facing a veteran Snakes team fresh off their sweep of the games last season. As he understood things the Snakes went from first to worst to first in a span of three seasons, so Finn saw no reason why it couldn’t be the Lions who followed suit. ‘We can do this, all we have to do is follow the plan, play our game and believe in ourselves,’ the young lion told himself.
Last year was a learning experience for Finn, picking up on how the game was played and how to do his own job on the pitch. Mom and Aunt Hannah were able to pull some strings and arrange to get him some practice time with a couple of the younger Keepers on the Irish National Team, at least when he wasn’t otherwise occupied touring with the Causeway Hares and other things that vied for his time over the summer break. Add to that, he and Linsey were training up Rey so she could participate in tryouts for Hufflepuff and be ready for her first match later in the season.
As the Second Year Keeper was headed towards the pitch, he was getting a bit of last-minute coaching from his cousin. To show her solidarity, Linsey had a red and gold scarf about her neck. “Just remember, keep your focus and stay calm, no matter what else happens, and you should be fine,” she was saying as they reached the point where they needed to part company. “Bon chance, Finn.” The two cousins hugged, and Finn asked, “Making dinner tonight, Linz?” The Seventh Year answered, “Slow cooking even as we speak. My idea of comfort food. Now, go out there and have fun.”
As Finn took to the pitch, his broomstick in his hand, he paused to watch his cousin walking away. A large smile crossed his face as he turned and rushed out to start stretching exercises with the rest of the Lions.
AC: 12 Modifiers: +4 to Keeper Actions Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Great Catch, Hold the Line Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] Action: Effect Value:
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2024 7:38 pm
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Kasamir Aloysius Patrovna Slytherin │ Third Year │ Thirteen Years Old │ Single │ Beater
Stalking towards the pitch, Kasamir was all business. The young man spent the morning working out a chess problem, after a leisurely breakfast. It wasn’t that he didn’t care, quite the contrary, he did, Kasamir refused to get caught up in pre-match anxiety, and he wasn’t going to get excited over today’s match. On paper, it was to be a rematch of last year’s squads, as their lineups were the same, give or take a member or so on either side. So long as Csuri got an early jump on finding the Snitch, in his mind the same conclusion was only logical: victory for Slytherin. All he needed to do was keep the Bludgers at bay, as he knew the Lions would be targeting their Captain and Vice-Captain, as seemed to be the case usually.
Kasamir glanced around, and only saw Csuri there on their side, while a coterie of Lions was gathering on the side of the pitch. The Russian gave his blonde-haired comeraden a cool nod of acknowledgement. “It is a good day to fly. We should do well today.”
AC: 14 Modifiers: +4 to Beater Actions Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Good Arm, Mean Swing Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] Action: Effect Value:
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Posted: Thu Jun 27, 2024 6:12 am
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Brianna Cathaline Quinn-Smith Slytherin │ Seventh Year │ Seventeen Years Old │ Single │ Slytherin Prefect │ Dueling Club Captain │ Quidditch Captain
Brianna got out to the pitch a bit earlier than the others, after the final game prep meeting, as she wanted to make sure everyone was going to be present and there weren’t any last-minute surprises. Ostensibly, she got out here to get in a bit of flight time, and test out flying conditions, but she was finding herself really missing those pre-game walks with her big brother. It was those quiet interludes where he’d give her tidbits of coaching and encouragement, or just as important those times where they’d just walk together, not saying a word.
Just as much she missed those games of Half Court which ended up being partway between Horse, Quidditch, and an airbourne wrestling match, as this was the first summer where they’d not played one of those games. Part of it had to do with the way things played out with the house getting needed upgrades and repairs, part of it was due to the fact Ron and Aria were living their own lives, and there wasn’t oppourtunity. Depending on how things went this year, it wouldn’t be long before she’d be following her own course.
As it soon came time for the match to start, Brianna slowly got back into her gladiator mindset, which she credited partially for their success on the pitch last year. ‘Time to put last year behind us, and build upon it,” she told herself, as she double-checked her gear before marching out onto the pitch, carrying her broomstick as though it were a sword. Taking up her customary position by her Vice Captain, Brianna drew a deep breath, and she said in a sure voice, “Ave Caesar, morituri te salutant necne. Finge ubi vis hac nocte esse, Csuri, et sic erit. Hos e campo sequamur leones?”
AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 to Shoot and Steal the Quaffle Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Good Arm, Swift Swipe Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] Action: Effect Value:
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