Quidditch Pitch B

[murruelecreuset]

Nothing you need to do, I’ll just take a peek inside your mind
Clever and curious, Imaginative but impatient.
Better be Ravenclaw!

Noreen Casey Vann
Halfblood ~ Photonista ~ Keeper
xxxRavenclaw Sixth Year Prefectxxx

Location : Quidditch Pitch : Hufflepuff vs Ravenclaw
Company : Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs


Nora wasn't surprised to make the team again for the year. Though she only did it to help her house out due to a lack of members, she'd stuck with it for several years. That fact was more surprising then anything else. Arriving on the pitch, Nora adjusted her hair as she waited for the match to begin against Hufflepuff. The sixth year was sure that the game would go smoothly, though she might be underestimating the other team just a bit.


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Passing: --- - Total Roll: --
AC: 13
Modifiers: +3 AC, +3 Blocking, +3 Catching
Special Skills: Great Catch, Hold the Line, Natural Flyer
Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life]



xxx “If your photos aren't good enough, then you're not close enough”xxx

 

[murruelecreuset]

Fiadh Reilly O'Shea
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Hufflepuff ☆ Third Year ☆ Chaser
Half Blood ☆ Thirteen Year Old

★ Location : Quidditch Pitch : Hufflepuff vs Ravenclaw
★ Company : Badgers & Eagles


Fiadh was totally hyped for her first game on the starting line up. The shock and surprise when she saw her name on the board was on a whole other level. The third year wasn't expecting to make the team and would have been fine sitting on the bench. However, the year had a different fate for her. Being on the team as one of the chasers was nerve-racking but also very exciting. Making her way down to the pitch, Fiadh was determined to help bring Hufflepuff to victory. Watching Gryffindors defeat last game, she wanted things to be different for her house. Course that would require the upmost concentration. Luckily the stress of catching the snitch did not fall to her. She'd leave that one to Charlotte.


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Stealing / Passing: --- - 0/3 to Goal - Total Roll: --
AC: 11
Modifiers: +3 Catching, +3 Shooting, +3 Stealing, +1 AC (exp)
Special Skills: Great Catch, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Lives: [Life] [Life] [Life]






A kind heart you have there
One that's good for making friends of all kinds
Everyone will be safe with you!
You'll find a home for your heart in...
Hufflepuff!

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

xx❧ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Quidditch Pitch
xxx❧ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Teammates
xxxx❧ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Game v Ravenclaw
xxxxx❧ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? We're gonna rock this!

Bieito was excited to start up the quidditch season. He'd been gifted Vice Captain this year, which was truly an honor. Working alongside Ben was pretty fun too, since he was a nice guy. He walked onto the pitch, a new broom in hand. It'd been a gift from Milan, one the older had claimed was a birthday gift. Thankfully, it was really nice, so Bee was quite delighted by it. On the pitch, he only saw one of his teammates, but he sent over a wave toward Fiadh, who'd been super elated to make the starting team.





♚ ♛ ♜ ♝ ♞♙
AC: 16
Modifiers: +6 {Throwing} +6 {Stealing}
Special Skills: SS, GA, DD
Total Roll:xx {xxxxxx}
x/3
Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]
♚ ♛ ♜ ♝ ♞♙

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

xx✯ Wʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍ I? Quidditch Pitch
xxx✯ Wʜᴏ ɪs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ? Everyone!
xxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ's ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴏɴ? Game versus Hufflepuff
xxxxx✯ Wʜᴀᴛ'ʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs? They're definitely not supporting my team

Lewis stepped out to the pitch, ready for the game. It was against Hufflepuff, which was fairly newly minted the house of his little sister and cousin. He figured they'd be up in the stands with dad, who'd attended every game since Lewis very first made the team. The real question, he wondered, was if they'd be supporting their team or his. He chuckled under his breath, thinking it wouldn't surprise him if they were all decked out in yellow. Oh well, they could look like little bumblebees if they so chose.

AC: 17
Modifiers: +7 {Spotting} +7 {Catching}
Special Skills: Sharp Eyes, Great Catch, Natural Flyer
Spotted: x/3
Catching: x/2
Total Roll: xx {xxxxxx}
Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

xx❈ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Quidditch Pitch
xxx❈ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Too many people, tbh
xxxx❈ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Game time
xxxxx❈ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I'm going to be better than him

After watching the first game of the year, Yarrick knew the Knapp name was back in the Quidditch spotlight. Unfortunately for him, she was determined to be better... so Hufflepuffs beware. She walked onto the pitch and tied her hair in a messy bun before starting stretches. She had to make sure she was limber enough to play, after all. The bat could get heavy after a while, but she was going to do her best to make sure she was the best.





AC: 18
Modifiers: +6 {Hitting} +6 {Defending}
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Nat Flyer, and Deft Dodger
Saving: xxxxx
Aiming At: xxxxx
Total Roll:xx {xxxxxx}
Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

xx✮ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Quidditch Pitch
xxx✮ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Teammates
xxxx✮ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Game v Hufflepuff
xxxxx✮ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I wonder where they're sitting?

It was time yet again for quidditch to begin. Sure, Evie had only joined after a desperate recruiting campaign, but she'd really come to quite like the sport. She probably wasn't the best, but she'd keep playing. Though this year's roster was a little... different. The chasers, who'd done a pretty good job of things last year, now had someone with a very different play style to adjust to. Thankfully, he seemed to pick up their methods pretty quickly, because it seemed like Durmstrang's play style was a bit... rough. Everly worked on tying up her messy hair, eyes wide through her glasses as she tried to spot her siblings up in the stands. Kai usually came along, anyway, which was cool... and definitely not because he frequently missed his sisters... nope. Not that. She stepped to the bench to swap her glasses to their case and pull up her goggles, which always made her feel a little silly... but better than breaking glass in her face!





AC: 16
Modifiers: +6 {Throwing} +6 {Stealing}
Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Good Arm, Deft Dodger
Total Roll:xx {xxxxx}
x/3
Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]

 

[Cinnabun Gryffie]

xx❅ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Quidditch Pitch
xxx❅ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Teammates and Opponents
xxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? First Hogwarts Match
xxxxx❅ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? I'm determined to win

Well, it was here. The first game with him playing on a Hogwarts team was set against at least one person he knew prior to beginning. The boy that'd been there the day in the tailoring shop... who's name slipped Serghei's mind. It was something in French, he was pretty sure. He looked over at one of his teammates waving up to the stands, a family waving back... and he realized there wouldn't ever be anyone in the stands for him. Even if Ella was hiding up there somewhere, she'd surely be supporting her sister, and though they wore the same colors, he knew the support wasn't for him.

He sighed softly, trying to refocus his thoughts. He had to be ready for this game. Linsey and the rest of the team was counting on him to do well, even if they played a bit... differently than they were used to. Perhaps not too much, given the beaters in the first game of the season, but this game had three out of four beaters as girls. Not that they couldn't get the job done, not at all, but he figured they'd probably play with more... finesse than the wild swings in the previous match. Then again, Yarrick (he was sure that was her name, but he wasn't sure just where it came from) seemed like she was getting prepared for war, so who knew?





AC: 19
Modifiers: +9 {Throwing} +9 {Stealing}
Special Skills: Swift Swipe, Good Arm, Natural Deft Dodger
Total Roll:xx {xxxxxx}
x/3
Lives: [✬] [✬] [✬]

 

[mc2]

❅ Emily ❅ Emilia Serene Dyfodwg ❅
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xxxxxxxxx *Muggleborn* *Hufflepuff* *Third Year* *Herbology Club* *Language Club* *Healthy Haunts Peer Counseling Group* *Hufflepuff Keeper*

Time: 2062-2063
Location: Quidditch Pitch
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Emily was absolutely giddy to start the quidditch season. Technically it started last game but it started for her on pitch this game. The teamwork and practices and the feeling of belonging was a specialness she couldn't quite explain. She'd always owe Cai for encouraging her to try out her first year. She might not be the best but she wasn't the worst in her opinion either.


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Position: Chaser
AC: 14
Special Skills: Great Catch, Hold the Line, Deft Dodger
Lives: 💗 💗 💗
Roll: ? + 4 (blocking quaffles) + 4 (catching the quaffle) (+7 total at the goals) = ??

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Charlotte was determined. She was going to win. Probably. Hopefully. At this point, it felt solely up to luck, but maybe luck was on her side today. It had to be eventually. It wasn't like she hadn't caught the snitch before but she felt the need to prove herself with each game, but no matter how many losses, you had to keep going, otherwise you just kept losing. Charlotte wasn't the type to give up. She glanced around at the members of her team that had gathered and beamed at them. "Let's go Badgers!" She cheered before beginning her routine of stretches as she waited for the game to get started. And hey, if nothing else, at least it wasn't snowing.

Stats:
AC: 17
Modifiers: +6 to spotting or catching; +4 to everything else
Special Skills: Sharp Eyes, Natural Flyer, Great Catch
Lives: heart heart heart




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[SherbertLemondrop]

Noah's eyes were wandering the pitch as he arrived. He wasn't really sure what it was he was looking for, maybe it was just checking who was there, but something did catch his eye. A figure in blue and bronze, currently donning a pair of goggles. He wasn't exactly friends with Everly, but he had noticed his attention drawn to her more and more lately. Frankly, he hadn't thought much about women throughout his life. Usually, he was too busy between school, and quidditch, and creatures, but recently he'd started to have...feelings. He tried to dismiss it. They were here for quidditch. He had things to do. And yet...

Noah glanced around quickly and once he was sure none of his teammates had started talking to him or anything he casually (or at least that was what he was attempting) made his way up to Everly. They probably had at least a second or two before the match started. "Those are very smart-looking goggles," he said, his mouth moving far quicker than his brain did. Smart-looking goggles? Who was he kidding that? He gave a smile, showing maybe too many teeth. Silently he begged Professor Liu would just blow her whistle and start the game. Maybe a bludger could put him out of his misery.


Stats:
AC: 15
Modifiers: +4 to hitting bludger; +3 to everything else
Special Skills: Dang Healthy, Natural Flyer, Mean Swing
Lives: <3 <3 <3 <3

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[Graydon Ironshield]

Linsey Grey-Cavendish
Ravenclaw │ Seventh Year │ Seventeen Years Old │ Beater │ Quidditch Captain │ Head Girl & Ravenclaw Prefect



As was her usual wont, Linsey was up in the air well before any of the rest of her squad, scoping out flying conditions, getting in a last bit of practice, and getting her focus before the match. Today she was also consoling Rey, who, while she was dressed for the match and had a school-issue broomstick in her hands, would be on the sidelines. While Rey was a Keeper for the Badgers, she was buried far enough on the depth chart it was unlikely she’d play in a match this term. Given the little redhead hadn’t heard of Quidditch nor flown on a broomstick until only a few weeks previously, Linsey didn’t consider this a bad thing; Rey needed the chance to practice with the team more, and get accustomed more to flying before being put into a game.

“Did you have to sit on the bench too, Miss Linsey?” asked Rey, as they walked along. Linsey said, after a slight pause, “I was a Reserve Chaser my first year, converted to Beater in my second, and been playing ever since. Nothing wrong with watching and waiting, and if switching positions gets you on the pitch faster, go for it. What is important is you’re part of the team, and you get more time to fly, and that’s always fun. Don’t worry, your time will come.” Rey asked, “Is it okay to wish you luck, Miss Linsey? I mean, we’re on opposing sides, an’…”

Linsey gave her a look, and she replied with, “An’ I also coach Finn, an’ help any who come te me with questions. Never mind any of the bread circuses nonsense some might spout, at the end of it we go back to being friends and laughing about it all. It’s a game, nothing more. That said, I still wish to win a Cup afore crossin’ the Lake. Good luck to you and yer squad, Miss Rey.” Linsey gave a Rey a big hug before rushing off to meet the rest of the Eagles already there.

Once she with the gathering of Eagles, she was all-business, giving them a report of the conditions aloft, and a final briefing of the game plan, before letting them know how much she loved them all, and had faith in them. If this was to be her final campaign with the Eagles, she was eager to get it underway as she was the first time she tugged on a Ravenclaw jersey.

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AC: 20
Modifiers: +8 to Beater Actions, + 6 to Chaser Actions
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Mean Swing, Natural Flyer
Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
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[SherbertLemondrop]

Persephone Reed
SECOND YEAR - HUFFLEPUFF






Persephone came to the pitch feeling particularly hyped. She had spent the summer training, mostly doing pushups if she was being honest. Last year she’d been shocked that she, a first-year who was barely taller than her broom, had made beater. She was determined to show everyone she was worthy of it. She intended to become a force to be reckoned with, both on and off the pitch. She had even gotten to the point that you could make out actual definition in her arms when she flexed. Persephone was ready to get crack. So much so that she’d had Beat Back Those Bludgers, Boys” by Celestina Warbeck stuck in her head since their first quidditch practice of the year. Off to the side of the pitch she began twirling her broom around, half to warm up her muscles, half to show off. She was going to make it a good game.







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We may lose, and we may win
Though we will never be here again
So open up, I'm climbin' in
So take it easy