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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 7:21 pm
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Deviled Dregs rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 7:49 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 7:51 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 8:18 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 8:18 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 8:20 pm
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Diamond Wales rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 10:34 pm
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I know we got it good, but they got it made, And their grass is getting greener each day, I know things are looking up, but soon they'll take us down, Before anybody's knowing our name
════════════════════════ Sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Sᴇᴇᴋᴇʀ || Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Pʀᴇғᴇᴄᴛ ════════════════════════
Kenny narrowed his eyes as he spotted Sera already chasing something. His eyes panned around, trying to see if he could see if she was indeed heading to the snitch, or if she was trying to feint him. In any case, he kept his eyes in that general area, trying to see if she had spotted the golden orb.
AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 for spotting, +8 for catching Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Sharp Eyes and Great Catch Lives: [☑] [☑] [☑] Final Roll: 21 (Spotted!) -/3 Catch Up -/2 Attempts
════════════════════════Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: Wow, my last year already... Taken By: Persephone Tempest OOC: [x]
Do you think I'm special? Do you think I'm nice? Am I bright enough to shine in your spaces? Between the noise you hear, and the sounds you like Are we just sinking in an ocean of faces?
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murruelecreuset rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2015 11:20 pm
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Location: Pitch - Slytherin Try-outs
Once Ashley gave them the run down, Mira hopped onto her broom and got ready. She was targeting the three chasers, easy enough. Seeing Devonte doing eagerly well she wasn't going to make it easy on him to score on Benjamin. Taking aim at him the fifth year swung at one of the bludgers attempting to get her first hit on him. With some luck maybe she could get off to a good start. After what happened at the feast, Mira sure did hope so. If not this whole year was going to be declared as a write off.
Status: Here goes nothing. With: Teammates...
Wearing: Try-out Clothes
OOC: Position - Beater Devonte, Kyson, and Evander Aimed at Devonte Total Roll: 18 HIT! 3 or lower = miss, + 16 = save AC: 17 Modifiers: +7 Hitting, +7 AC Special Skills: Mean Swing, Dang Healthy, Deft Dodger Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life] [Life]
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The Forgotten Weasley rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2015 9:13 am
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There's a war inside of me burning red and honestly- Any idiot could see that I killed all the hope that I had. There's a war inside of me, and you watch it silently... And I wave it constantly like a flag, like a flag, like a flag. This knife that's in my back keeps twisting; anxiety attacks! This is a battleground; I'm caught in the crossfire; My words are weaponry and I'm waiting patiently...
ᵉ ᵛ ᵃ ᶰ ᵈ ᵉ ʳ ᵗ ʳ ᶤ ˢ ᵗ ᵃ ᶰ ˡ ᶤ ˡ ˡ ᵃ ᶰ ᵗ ᶤ ᶰ ᵉ ˢˡʸᵗʰᵉʳᶤᶰ │ ᶠᵒᵘʳᵗʰ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ
Vander tried again, undeterred.
OOC: Position: Chaser AC: 18 Mods: +6 Catching Snitch, +4 Spotting Snitch Special Skills: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer Lives: (X) (X) (X) Catching Up to Snitch: Seeking Snitch:
You win the battle now, but I will return the fire. 'Cause I'd crawl on broken glass to be the one who laughs last! You're advancing mercilessly; unprovoked and needlessly- And I'll march you into the sea just to watch you drown in the end. I am used to these black eyes, to be bruised; antagonized; But it overwhelms my mind to believe that I call you a friend. Down the trenches I will go, fight the armies on my own...
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Deviled Dregs rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2015 10:21 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2015 2:15 pm
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I know we got it good, but they got it made, And their grass is getting greener each day, I know things are looking up, but soon they'll take us down, Before anybody's knowing our name
════════════════════════ Sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛʜ Yᴇᴀʀ || Sᴇᴇᴋᴇʀ || Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ Pʀᴇғᴇᴄᴛ ════════════════════════
Kenny grinned as he spotted the snitch. Now he was certain that Sera was chasing it. He followed closely behind, hoping to get ahead of the girl before she caught it.
AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 for spotting, +8 for catching Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Sharp Eyes and Great Catch Lives: [☑] [☑] [☑] Final Roll: 21 (Spotted!) 1/3 Catch Up -/2 Attempts
════════════════════════Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: Wow, my last year already... Taken By: Persephone Tempest OOC: [x]
Do you think I'm special? Do you think I'm nice? Am I bright enough to shine in your spaces? Between the noise you hear, and the sounds you like Are we just sinking in an ocean of faces?
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mc2 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2015 2:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2015 2:50 pm
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Deviled Dregs rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2015 3:40 pm
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The Forgotten Weasley Crew
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Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2015 4:12 pm
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There's a war inside of me burning red and honestly- Any idiot could see that I killed all the hope that I had. There's a war inside of me, and you watch it silently... And I wave it constantly like a flag, like a flag, like a flag. This knife that's in my back keeps twisting; anxiety attacks! This is a battleground; I'm caught in the crossfire; My words are weaponry and I'm waiting patiently...
ᵉ ᵛ ᵃ ᶰ ᵈ ᵉ ʳ ᵗ ʳ ᶤ ˢ ᵗ ᵃ ᶰ ˡ ᶤ ˡ ˡ ᵃ ᶰ ᵗ ᶤ ᶰ ᵉ ˢˡʸᵗʰᵉʳᶤᶰ │ ᶠᵒᵘʳᵗʰ ʸᵉᵃʳ │ ᵖᵘʳᵉᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ │ ʰᵉᶤʳ
Vander shot forward to catch the quaffle before Devonte could intercept the pass, and smirked as he succeeded. Now he made for the goal himself.
OOC: Position: Chaser AC: 18 Mods: +6 Catching Snitch, +4 Spotting Snitch Special Skills: Great Catch, Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer Lives: (X) (X) (X) Posts to Goal: 1/3 Goals Made: 0
You win the battle now, but I will return the fire. 'Cause I'd crawl on broken glass to be the one who laughs last! You're advancing mercilessly; unprovoked and needlessly- And I'll march you into the sea just to watch you drown in the end. I am used to these black eyes, to be bruised; antagonized; But it overwhelms my mind to believe that I call you a friend. Down the trenches I will go, fight the armies on my own...
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