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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2017 12:55 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2017 8:20 am
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2017 9:56 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2017 11:09 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2017 2:22 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2017 7:16 pm
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Posted: Sat Jun 03, 2017 7:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 04, 2017 1:41 pm
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Fianna Grey Gryffindor │ Sixth Year │ Sixteen Years Old │ Single │ Seeker
Lions v. Snakes Match
Arriving on the pitch, Fianna felt a little more comfortable than she had at this time last year with her House's position. She'd managed to catch the Snitch in the match against Hufflepuff, and did so without any of last year's drama, or getting hit by a Bludger. Today, she fully expected her dueling partner, Rey, to be winging shots in her general direction, just as she knew she'd have her hands full competing against Aimee, whom was older and more experienced as a Seeker than she. Her plan today was get off to a good start, and get the Snitch as quickly as was feasible, no nonsense, no drama, thank you very much; anything other than that would likely mean a victory for Slytherin. She just hoped the Lions' Beaters were on their A-game today.
Unfortunately, the young lioness was getting over a nasty cold which had had her living on hot tea and chicken soup for the past week, and it was only this morning she felt a measure of her usual self. It didn't help matters that it was bloody cold today, and she was sure her Quidditch robes were fitting a bit loose on her, like she'd dropped a few pounds, but that could just have been her imagination.
Pausing to say hi to Rey and Raymond, and wishing them luck (this was just a match, and what would happen next was nothing personal), Fianna joined her teammates, and started her stretching and warm-up routine.
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OOC: AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 to Spot and catch the Snitch Special Skills: Great Catch, Natural Flyer, Sharp Eyes Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] Action:Effect Value:Results:
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2017 6:31 pm
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xx» wнere «xx xxxPitch - Gryffindor v Slytherin xxxxxxxx» wιтн «xx xxxxxxxxxGryff and Slyth Teams xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAnxious xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx╜
lετ'ṡ ģø - ḋøṉ'τ ώαïτ - τhïṡ ṉïģhτ'ṡ αlṃøṡτ øṿεɾxxxxxxxxxxxx høṉεṡτ, lετ'ṡ ṃαќε τhïṡ ṉïģhτ lαṡτ ƒøɾεṿεɾxxxxxxxxx ƒøɾεṿεɾ αṉḋ εṿεɾ lετ'ṡ ṃαќε τhïṡ lαṡτ ƒøɾεṿεɾxxxxxx ƒøɾεṿεɾ αṉḋ εṿεɾ lετ'ṡ ṃαќε τhïṡ lαṡτ ƒøɾεṿεɾxxx ════════════════════════════════════════════╗
spaceBas made it out onto the pitch a little late, Eve following behind him with an annoyed look on her face. It was his fault, as per usual, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't appreciate the fact that she'd stuck behind and given him a bit of a pep talk. Or that she'd noticed that he needed one. He knew it was just because he was running out of games to play and prove himself that he was so anxious, but he couldn't help it. The threat of failure was looming, and he didn't have exams this year to distract him from it. Now that he was done questioning if he deserved what he wanted from a moral standpoint, he was starting to worry about if he deserved it from an ability standpoint. Eve told him he was crazy, of course. Not because he was good enough, she'd been very blunt with him about that. But he had another year to go, and besides, rookies sucked almost as much as school kids normally did. She'd sworn that she'd have him up to snuff by the time he graduated. Weirdly enough, he believed her. With a sigh, he waved to the other players and dropped into his stretches, knowing he didn't have much time before the game started.
╚════════════════════════════════════════════ xxxώhεṉ ÿøυ ṡṃïlε, ï ṃεlτ ïṉṡïḋε xxxxxxï'ṃ ṉøτ ώøɾτhÿ ƒøɾ α ṃïṉυτε øƒ ÿøυɾ τïṃε xxxxxxxxxï ɾεαllÿ ώïṡh ïτ ώαṡ øṉlÿ ṃε αṉḋ ÿøυ xxxxxxxxxxxxï'ṃ јεαløυṡ øƒ εṿεɾÿвøḋÿ ïṉ τhε ɾøøṃ
Position: Chaser AC: 18 Modifiers: (+8 to Stealing and Scoring) Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe Lives: ❤♡❤♡❤ Currently Stretching Final Roll: xx Score 00 to 00 TIED»» ╳ ♥ ╳ ««xxoυт oғ cнaracтerxx- - -
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2017 6:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2017 6:38 pm
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╓xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xx» wнere «xx xxxPitch - Gryffindor v Slytherin xxxxxxxx» wιтн «xx xxxxxxxxxGryff and Slyth Teams xxxxxxxxxxxxxx» ғeelιng «xx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxEager xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx╜
кι¢к ѕтαят тнє gσℓ∂єи gєиєяαтσяxxxxxxxxxxxx ѕωєєт тαℓк, вυт ∂σи'т ιитιмι∂αтє нєяxxxxxxxxx ¢αи'т ѕтσρ тнє gσ∂ѕ fяσм єиgιиєєяιиgxxxxxx fєєℓ иσ иєє∂ fσя αиу ιитєяfєяιиgxxx ════════════════════════════════════════════╗
spaceEve followed along behind Sebastian, swearing that if he didn't pull his head out of his arse, she'd bench him. It was a hollow threat, of course, because he actually didn't suck and she wasn't actually that mean. But sometimes he really wore on her patience, which she didn't have a lot of to begin with. Shaking her head, she started her stretches. She always felt sort of weird about the game against Slytherin, since she still swore up and down that's where she should've been placed. She wasn't very Gryffindor-like at all, except in the most shallow, generic of ways. The hat must've wanted to try and nurture some chivalry into her, she supposed, rather than encouraging her to be manipulative and ambitious. Hadn't worked out very well. Especially since she hadn't seen the inside of the Gryffindor Common Room since she'd trudged into it and collected her things on the first day of the year, just like she did every year. Her trunk resided in the Slytherin girl's dorm, even though she was there almost as infrequently as she was Gryffindor's. But, whatever. This was her team, and she'd play for it. Didn't really matter, in the end. She was here to win, that was all that mattered.
╚════════════════════════════════════════════ xxxуσυя ιмαgє ιи тнє ∂ι¢тισиαяу, тнιѕ ℓιfє ιѕ мσяє тнαи σя∂ιиαяу xxxxxx¢αи ι gєт 2 мαувє єνєи 3 σf тнєѕє, ¢σмιи' xxxxxxxxxfяσм ѕρα¢є тσ тєα¢н уσυ σf тнє ρℓєια∂єѕ xxxxxxxxxxxx¢αи'т ѕтσρ тнє ѕριяιтѕ ωнєи тнєу иєє∂ уσυ xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxтнιѕ ℓιfє ιѕ мσяє тнαи נυѕт α яєα∂-тняσυgн
Gryffindor Vice Captain Position: Beater AC: 20 Modifiers: (+8 to Hitting Bludgers) Special Skills: Mean Swing, Natural Flyer, Deft Dodger Lives: ❤♡❤♡❤ Aiming At NAME Final Roll: xx Score 00 to 00 TIED»» ╳ ♥ ╳ ««xxoυт oғ cнaracтerxx- - -
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2017 6:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2017 6:54 pm
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Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go So make the best of this test, and don't ask why It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time
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Gʀʏꜰꜰɪɴᴅᴏʀ Pʀᴇꜰᴇᴄᴛ || Bᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ & Cᴀᴘᴛᴀɪɴ || Sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ
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Brandon was glad for last game's win, but now they had to face Slytherin and their winning streak. Oh, and of course Leon and his crazy notion that he was going to try and pummel Brandon out of the sky. He got to the pitch and fixed his cousin's brother with a look as he prepared for the game to start.
AC: 18 Modifiers: Hitting Bludgers +8 Special Skills: Mean Swing, Deft Dodger, Dang Healthy Lives: ☯ ☯ ☯ ☯ Final Roll: --
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Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: Well, here's hoping we win. OOC: - ◬ -
So take the photographs, and still frames in your mind Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time Tattoos of memories and dead skin on trial For what it's worth it was worth all the while
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2017 6:59 pm
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I’m stronger That I ever thought that I could be, baby I used to go with the flow Didn’t really care ‘bout me You might think that I can’t take it, but you’re wrong
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Gʀʏғғɪɴᴅᴏʀ Aʟᴜᴍɴɪ || Fᴏʀᴍᴇʀ Sᴇᴇᴋᴇʀ || Qᴜɪᴅᴅɪᴛᴄʜ Rᴇғᴇʀᴇᴇ
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Bronwen stepped onto the pitch, already carrying her customary broom and box for the game, She looked over the teams assembled and nodded, thinking they were ready to start. Bronwen had seen both teams win thus far, but this game, someone was going to lose and potentially open up the opportunity for a streak of the season. She was personally hoping for Gryffindor, but that went without saying. "Today's game is between Gryffindor and Slytherin. Lions versus Snakes. I want a nice clean game between both teams. Let's get this party started!" She kicked open the box and mounted her broom, waiting for the snitch to vanish before grabbing up the quaffle. Flying upward, she tossed the ball up, starting the game officially.
════════════════════════ Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: This oughta be a good game OOC:
Here I go, on my own I don’t need nobody, better off alone Here I go, on my own now I don’t need nobody, not anybody Here I go, alright, here I go
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The Forgotten Weasley rolled 10 10-sided dice:
10, 10, 6, 5, 7, 9, 4, 10, 1, 8
Total: 70 (10-100)
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Tue Jun 06, 2017 7:02 pm
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