xx♫Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I?Quidditch Pitch xxx♪Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ?Future Teammates? xxxx♫ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ?Ravenclaw Tryouts xxxxx♪Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ?This is awesome!!
Ever since he learned about quidditch (like a week ago, so what?), Jordan was stoked. He'd gone to the library and borrowed a few books on the sport, reading everything he could about the sport. He also took the first flying lessons, and discovered he was pretty good at it. Holy heck, it was a sign! When it was (finally) time for tryouts, Jordan hurried as fast as he could, blonde hair bouncing in the sunshine. What next? Apparently there were forms to fill (made sense), and then.... just hang out until it was time to fly? He'd settled on Beater, between asking what was most needed... and what sounded most fun. He filled out the form, then offered it back to the person he assumed was captain of the team. It was almost go time!
Username: Miss GryffindorK Character's Name: Jörmungandr "Jordan" Dunforth House: Ravenclaw Year: First Advanced Flying I: No Advanced Flying II: No Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0 Any Special Skill: Mean Swing, Nat Flyer, and Deft Dodger First Choice Position: Beater Second Choice Position: Chaser (or wherever would be best)
AC:14 Modifiers:+2 {Hitting} Special Skills:Mean Swing, Nat Flyer, and Deft Dodger Saving:xxxxx Aiming At:xxxxx Total Roll:xx {xxxxxx} Lives:[✬] [✬] [✬]
Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2020 4:08 pm
♖ Brook ♖ Knapp ♖ ♖Sixth Year♖ Prefect♖Cooking Club Captain ♖ Fencing Captain ♖ Music Club Bagpiper ♖ Quidditch Team Chaser ♖
▬▬"Ifmusicbethefoodoflove,playon;"▬▬
Brook walked onto the quidditch pitch, wearing black leggings and a gray top, very lack of color for her really. But really, why wear color when your heart was broken over your sibling being gone, and your parents just accept it and having a new kid as if they would just replace Deepak. She smiled at Benny, and then paused in place. Aidene wouldn't be in quidditch at all this year. Her favorite player would be gone. Was it even worth playing quidditch if she couldn't paly alongside Aidene? Who would she place bets against now? She picked a form up and jotted down her usual answers and handed the form back, before going and stretching alone. Sure, she was friendly with the other players, but her only true friends wouldn't be in the sport with her anymore. Wouldn't be active. Was this what growing up was like for everyone? If so, Brook was ready to go back to being a first year, where there were no worries.
She waved when Cenek came in, at least he was still oaky with playing.
Username: Stefan Lee Salvatore Character's Name: Brook Knapp House: Ravenclaw Year: Sixth Advanced Flying I: yes Advanced Flying II: yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 5 Any Special Skill: Swift Swipe, Good Arm, Deft Dodger First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: reserve chaser?
Position: chaser AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 Stealing; +8 shooting Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Good Arm, Deft Dodger, ADV Flying I & II Lives: ♖♖♖ Roll: -- Trying to:
۞ Cenek ۞ Knapp ۞ Third Year Ravenclaw ۞ Reserve Seeker ۞
▬▬"Quietpeoplenoticeeverything..."▬▬
Cenek ran onto the field, as happy as could be. Chadwick and Finley were getting along, Sparrow wouldn't be playing anymore (He was only glad of this because he wasn't sure what kind of mood chadwick would be at any given point, and didn't want Sparrow to get hurt), and Brook was already here. He had been worried that she would have left the sport, but she was good at her position, he didn't want her to leave. he grabbed a form and greeted Benny, "Hey Benny, have a good summer?" He filled the form out and returned it, waving back to Brook before starting his own stretches. No he wasn't avoiding her, but she was putting off some serious bad vibes, and Cenek didn't need that in his life right now.
Username: Stefan Lee Salvatore Character's Name: Cenek Knapp House: Ravenclaw Year: third Advanced Flying I: yes Advanced Flying II: enrolled Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 2 Any Special Skill:Sharp Eyes, Great Catch, Natural Flyer First Choice Position: Seeker Second Choice Position: Chaser maybe?
▬▬ "...Buttheydonotgetnoticed." ▬▬
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spaceNorah bounded onto the pitch with all the grace of a beached whale, not particularly caring if she looked overeager. Quidditch was one of the things she'd been most looking forward to about starting school. She didn't care about the sport itself so much, but she liked anything that challenged her, she had too much energy to spend all her time studying, and she loved flying. As far as she was concerned, that spelled Quidditch Player, even if she was never going to want to go pro. She observed for half a second to figure out what to do, then went to the older boy she assumed was the captain. She took a form, filled it out, and then went to start stretching. It wouldn't do to pull a muscle or something! How embarrassing would that be, huh?
═════════════════════════════════════════════ ¢σмє, яυи, яυи, яυи, яυи єνєяувσ∂у мσνє яυи ℓєт мє ѕєє уσυ мσνє αи∂ яσ¢к ιт 'тιℓ тнє gяσσνє ∂σиє ѕнαкє ιт 'тιℓ тнє мσσи вє¢σмєѕ тнє ѕυи єνєяувσ∂у ιи тнє ¢ℓυв gινє мє α яυи ωєℓℓ ι'м яєα∂у fσя уα, ¢σмє ℓєт мє ѕнσω уα уσυ ωαит тσ gяσσνє, ι'ммα ѕнσω уσυ нσω тσ мσνє ═════════════════════════════════════════════ Username: Cara MiaKitty Character's Name: Eleanor Briar House: Ravenclaw Year: First Advanced Flying I: No Advanced Flying II: No Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0 Any Special Skill: Deft Dodger, Swift Swipe, Good Arm First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Whatever!
Lavinia Elena Gismondi Ravenclaw Sixth Year Halfblood • Young Backpacker • Chaser
➽ Location : Quidditch Pitch - Ravenclaw Tryouts
Lavinia was ready or as ready as she could make herself. Finish up her braid, she headed down to the Quidditch pitch broom in hand. She scanned the pitch for Aidene only to realize her friend wasn’t there. She hadn’t been since before winter break. It sucked not having her around, she was great for conversation. To be fair she was the reason Liv even talked. She was a very solitary person most days.
Joining the group Lavinia grabbed a form and began filling it out. It was the same old stuff as every year, but it had to be done. Placing it on the pile, she scanned the group once more. Seeing Brook, she knew she was rather close with Aidene too. They were all roommates after all. Wondering over to do her stretches she waved to the blonde girl. “Hey, glad to see you’re still playing.” She greeted her. Without Brook she was more then likely going to be in a quiet part of the pitch waiting for tryouts to start. At least this was something even if it wasn’t the norm.
Username: murruelecreuset Character's Name: Lavinia Gismondi House: Ravenclaw Year: Sixth Year Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: Five Any Special Skill: Dang Healthy, Good Arm, Natural Flyer First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Anywhere you need.
➽ Status : Ready but missing someone... ➽ Company : Ravenclaws... Brook
➽ OOC : Stealing / Passing: --- - 0/3 to Goal - Total Roll: -- AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 AC, +8 Shooting, +6 Stealing Special Skills: Dang Healthy, Good Arm, Natural Flyer Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life] [Life]
Stefan Lee Salvatore
A curious one, aren't you? The simplest answer to most things is 'magic' Though I wager you'll want a more complete answer than that Adventurous spirit, sharp mind Yes, you're well suited to Ravenclaw!
Posted: Sun Aug 09, 2020 8:57 am
Everywhere a wilderness We're all out of our minds Everyone's an animal Even you and I
LAUREL NICOLE HILL RAVENCLAW PREFECT │ HALFBREED │ FIFTH YEAR
Laurel probably should have been a little earlier to Ravenclaw tryouts since she'd been playing for three years now and was also a prefect. That said, as much as she enjoyed the sport, she was never in the biggest rush to get to tryouts. It wasn't that she hated them, they were just sort of boring compared to their regular practices and given that this was Ravenclaw, new people were somewhat rare. Once she'd finally reached the pitch she set down her gym bag and grabbed a form to fill out, scrawling as messily as ever.
Username: The Forgotten Weasley Character's Name: Laurel Hill House: Ravenclaw Year: Fifth Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 3 Any Special Skill: Mean Swing, Dang Healthy, Deft Dodger First Choice Position: Beater Second Choice Position: Don't make me laugh
Canaan Grey Ravenclaw │ Seventh Year │ Seventeen Years Old │ Single │ Chaser
With his broomstick slung casually over one shoulder, and wearing jeans, sneakers and a warm dark blue jersey over a Ravenclaw Tee shirt, Canaan unhurriedly made his very familiar trek out to the pitch. Having had the opportunity to start for the team after waiting for his chance behind his teammates, there wasn't the anxious imperative for him to hustle out there; 'I've been here before,' he thought, as he enjoyed the feel of the Highland breeze upon his face. With his seeming calm, was also the knowledge that his final campaign with the Ravenclaw Quidditch team was soon to start, and likely the last meaningful games he'd actually play. Unlike certain others, for him the game was simply something he loved, but not something he intended to make a career of. He was here to play a game, and enjoy the camaraderie of his friends; anything else would be icing on the cake.
Canaan smiled as he saw Benjamin, knowing the team was in good hands with his ubiquitous stalwart presence between the pipes and as their captain. "Ready for our last shot at the Cup, mon capitain?" he asked cheerfully, as he collected the form and filled it out.
Username: Graydon Ironshield Character's Name: Canaan Grey House: Ravenclaw Year: Seventh Advanced Flying I: Yes Advanced Flying II: Yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 6 (1st and 5th: Reserve Chaser, 6th Year First Team Chaser, 2nd, 3rd & 4th Year: Reserve Keeper) Any Special Skill: Good Arm, Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Wherever we're thin
With the form completed, Canaan paused long enough to look around at what of the team was already assembled, seeing some new faces among familiar ones, and noting the absence of others, before staking out a bit of space to start his preparations. As he started his stretching routine, he started having a good feeling; his final campaign might be the best one yet.
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Taken by Annabella Clodagh Sheehan
AC: 17 Modifiers: +7 to Shoot the Quaffle, +7 to Steal the Quaffle, +5 to other skills Special Skills: Good Arm, Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] Action: Effect Value:
Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2020 10:36 pm
Benjamin "Benny" Clarisse ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Seventh Year - Ravenclaw - Captain Seventeen Year Old - Half Blood - Keeper
Location : Quidditch Pitch - Ravenclaw Tryouts
Benjamin watched as the members of the team made their appearances. There were even a few first years which was a relief to see given the small number of people they had already trying out. When Canaan arrived, Benny nodded to his roommate. "For sure, Canaan. Here's hoping for a good run." He told him with a small smile.
Once Laurel made it to the pitch, Benny was determined to talk to her. Honestly he hoped she'd be down for being his right hand for the team. He needed someone, somewhat desperately. It wasn't like he was going to be around much longer. "Hey Laurel," He greeted the younger teen trying not to seem nervous. "I was wondering if you'd be willing to be my vice captain?" He asked secretly praying to the Quidditch gods that all would pan out. Honestly if it didn't he would be so screwed.
Status :Praying With :Hopefully Ravenclaws... Canaan briefly and now Laurel
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The Forgotten Weasley
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Oh, my boy, don't worry, you won't be lonely I think you'll make friends easily enough Now then, what to do with you? Ah, yes, bright and curious as you are, it'd better be Ravenclaw!
Well, the devil got my number and the devil got my size And the devil got my head and the devil got my eyes I'mma tryin' hard to get up lest he make it to my heart 'Cause I wanna make it back from the dark, dark, dark
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Loke wasn't too happy about the fact that this was his last year. He hadn't done too well, but still, he hadn't done badly either. He just hadn't won yet. However, this was a new year, so he hoped that this being the final year, his luck could turn around. It couldn't get much worse, after all. He picked up a form and filled it out before handing it back to Benjamin and waiting. He just couldn't wait to get back into the air.
Username: Diamond Wales Character's Name: Loke Nalson-Lillantine House: Ravenclaw Year: Seventh Advanced Flying I: Of course Advanced Flying II: Is there an echo out here? Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 6 Any Special Skill: Deft Dodger, Sharp Eyes, Great Catch First Choice Position:Seeker Second Choice Position: Cheerleading's still in the cards if you think I'd do better there.
AC: 18 Modifiers: Spotting +8, Catching +8 Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Sharp Eyes, Great Catch Lives: 🗹 🗹 🗹 ☒ Final Roll: -- -/3 Catch Up -/2 Attempts
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Location: Quidditch Pitch Thinking: I still have that cheerleading outfit, I'd just have to make it grow to fit. OOC: -◬-
See the devil got my address, see the devil got my car And the devil ain't no novice and the devil ain't no liar I'mma tryin' hard to get up but he made it to my heart So I cannot make it back from the dark, dark, dark
Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2020 9:02 am
Everywhere a wilderness We're all out of our minds Everyone's an animal Even you and I
LAUREL NICOLE HILL RAVENCLAW PREFECT │ HALFBREED │ FIFTH YEAR
Laurel groaned under her breath at Benny's approach, not because she disliked the older boy or because she thought she was in trouble, but because she had a serious bad feeling about this. She was a 'keep her head down' kind of player. She didn't do anything spectacular or terrible to warrant attention, and she liked to keep it that way. Still, she managed to wipe most of the dismayed look off her face as the captain came up to her. Oh, Merlin's saggy balls! Hadn't she suffered enough this year already? First prefect, now this? As much as she wanted to laugh it off or flat out deny Benny, she could tell he didn't have a wealth of other options. And it'd be kind of crappy of her to say no just because she wanted less responsibilities when he seemed desperate. "I... guess I could... do that...," she said, reluctant but agreeing all the same. "Sorry, it's not you, it's just this year is turning into a clusterfeck. But yeah, I'll do it. Don't get mad if I bring a whistle to tryouts, though," she warned. Maybe she could get out some aggression through that.
Benjamin "Benny" Clarisse ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Seventh Year - Ravenclaw - Captain Seventeen Year Old - Half Blood - Keeper
Location : Quidditch Pitch - Ravenclaw Tryouts
Benny smiled a little when Laurel said she'd take the role. He desperately needed it and she probably knew that too. "Thanks Laurel, I totally get it even if I'm not prefect. But, totally feel free on that whistle." He told her. Now that that was out of the way, he could get onto tryouts.
"Okay let's get this started." Benny declared to get everyone's attention. "Hello everyone, for those who don't know me I'm Benjamin Clarisse captain of the team, you can just call me Ben if you want." He told everyone. "Laurel Hill here is our new vice captain, so do follow her instruction please." Ben added before getting to the meat of things.
"So today we're going to do things a little different. Starting off with chasers we're going to have Brook and Lavinia for Blue team against Canaan and Eleanor for the Bronze team. Since I'm the only keeper here, both sides will be trying to get past me. Loke and Cenek I want you guys to go at it for the snitch. As for Jordan I'd like you to show off your beater skills against some targets for Laurel here." Once the assignments were through he felt a bit more confident being in center spotlight. "Now finish up stretching out fly three laps around the field and we'll get things going."
Running his laps with the team, Benny released the balls and prepared himself in front of the goals. Time to see what the chasers could do.
Status :Relieved With :Ravenclaws...
OOC :Target's AC 14
Passing: --- - Total Roll: -- AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 AC, +10 Blocking, +6 Stealing / Shooting (MTA) Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Great Catch, Hold the Line Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life]
Blue team : Brook & Lavinia Bronze team : Canaan & Eleanor
The Forgotten Weasley
Miss GryffindorK
Stefan Lee Salvatore
Cara MiaKitty
Graydon Ironshield
Diamond Wales
Oh, my boy, don't worry, you won't be lonely I think you'll make friends easily enough Now then, what to do with you? Ah, yes, bright and curious as you are, it'd better be Ravenclaw!
Stefan Lee Salvatore rolled 10 10-sided dice:
5, 8, 2, 3, 10, 8, 3, 7, 6, 6Total: 58 (10-100)
Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2020 2:23 pm
♖ Brook ♖ Knapp ♖ ♖Sixth Year♖ Prefect♖Cooking Club Captain ♖ Fencing Captain ♖ Music Club Bagpiper ♖ Quidditch Team Chaser ♖
▬▬"Ifmusicbethefoodoflove,playon;"▬▬
When Lavinia came and stood next to Brook, Brook was in shock, someone that wasn't Aidene was talking to other? That... just wasn't usual. Brook gave Lavinia a smile, "I'm glad you're still here too, not too many more years for us to have at it, are there?" Then, Benny split them up into teams. She grinned at Lavinia, "You ready to score against the Bronze team?" She took off, did her warm up laps as required, then went for the Quaffle.
Position: Blue team chaser AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 Stealing; +8 shooting Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Good Arm, Deft Dodger, ADV Flying I & II Lives: ♖♖♖ Roll: 58 Trying to: Get the first Quaffle
۞ Cenek ۞ Knapp ۞ Third Year Ravenclaw ۞ Reserve Seeker ۞
▬▬"Quietpeoplenoticeeverything..."▬▬
Cenek grinned as he was told to go after the snitch. He hopped on his broom and started his warm up laps, and tried glancing for the Snitch. Sure, he knew he wouldn't get seeker this year, Loke was much more experienced than he was. However, he was still going to give it his all.
▬▬ "...Buttheydonotgetnoticed." ▬▬
╔══════════════╗ Position: Seeker AC: 14 Modifiers: +4 catching, +4 spotting Special Skills: Sharp Eyes, Great Catch, Natural Flyer Lives: ۞۞۞ Roll: 2+4(spotting) = 6 MISS. Gosh Darn it Cenek Trying to: Spot the Snitch ╚══════════════╝
Canaan Grey Ravenclaw │ Seventh Year │ Seventeen Years Old │ Single │ Chaser
Canaan offered his roommate a smile, wished him luck, and proceeded to get through his stretching routine. Looking around, he could see there weren't a lot of folk on the pitch, which has hardly surprising, but concerning as there wouldn't be a lot of depth at any position. When sides were announced, he learned was on the Bronze side.
When he was ready, Canaan mounted up and launched himself into the air, relishing the feel of the wind whipping past him. After three laps of the pitch, he lined up for the toss-up to try grabbing the Quaffle for Team Bronze.
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Taken by Annabella Clodagh Sheehan
AC: 17 Modifiers: +7 to Shoot the Quaffle, +7 to Steal the Quaffle, +5 to other skills Special Skills: Good Arm, Natural Flyer, Swift Swipe Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ] Action: Go for the Quaffle Effect Value: 57 (Fail)
♖ Brook ♖ Knapp ♖ ♖Sixth Year♖ Prefect♖Cooking Club Captain ♖ Fencing Captain ♖ Music Club Bagpiper ♖ Quidditch Team Chaser ♖
▬▬"Ifmusicbethefoodoflove,playon;"▬▬
Brook narrowly grabbed the quaffle in the toss up, Canaan just a smudge behind her. She took off toward the goals. She was determined to make a good tryout game
Position: Blue team chaser AC: 18 Modifiers: +8 Stealing; +8 shooting Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Good Arm, Deft Dodger, ADV Flying I & II Lives: ♖♖♖ Roll: NA Trying to: Get to the goal 1/3
AC: 17
