|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2020 12:43 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2020 12:45 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2020 12:13 am
 |
|
|
 |
 ✦✧WREN ADRIEL WINCHESTERsixth year || Slytherin prefect || pureblood
Quidditch keeper and vice captain || Cooking club critic || Herbology club lollygager
_______________
Time was an illusion. The only things that should matter was getting enough sleep every day, getting enough food every day, and having enough time to d**k around. Like a cat. Cats had the right idea.
Of course, this new philosophy might have been because Wren had gotten very caught up discussing legilimency with one of his classmates and was now late getting to Tryouts. Thankfully--or perhaps more worrisomely-- the Pitch wasn’t exactly teeming with people yet. There was just a cat napping on top of the forms. Wren handed Dunce a sheaf of forms and with a snap of his fingers sent her to wait on the PItch for the team. He meanwhile, grabbed his broom, the equipment and a few extra brooms before heading out himself.
”Hey sleepyhead, if no one comes, you’re the one walking back all the way back to the Common Room to tell people tryouts is now,” he muttered moving to stretch before people got there.
_______________
setting Slytherin Tryouts, Fall 2051 || with Dunce the Cat
appearance 5'7", 155 lbs || wearing tricolor sweater + jeans + mossy green scarf
status Alright let's see if we have any freshsneks. _______________//OOC:
Slytherin Tryouts is OPEN for the 2051-2052 year!
sorry for the delay!
Wren was asked to take over as captain >.<” Open to edits anywhere to facilitate a better narrative though!
Position: keeper
Total roll: ## = ??
Stats:
AC: 17
Modifiers: +9 to blocking the quaffle, +5 to others
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Hold the Line, Great Catch
Lives: <3 <3 <3
_______________
  
Shape without form,
shade without colour,
Paralysed force,
gesture without motion
✧✦
~"The Hollow Men" by T.S. Elliot
|
|
|
|
|
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2020 2:46 pm
|
|
|
|
This night ain't for the faint of heart
For the faint of heart, for the faint of heart
This night ain't for the faint of heart
'Cause the faint of heart gonna fall apart
 ════════════════════════
Slγτhεrιη || Fσυrτh Ψεαr || Chαsεr
════════════════════════
Isolde got to the quidditch pitch and noticed no one was there yet. What the heck? She thought she was being late, not that she was going to be early. Ugh! Oh well, no skin off her nose. She walked up to Wren and grabbed a form to fill out before handing it back. "Hey Wren, where is everyone?" Hey, get it from the source, and she might get an answer.
Username: Diamond Wales
Character's Name: Isolde Nalson-Lillantine
House: Slytherin
Year: Fourth
Advanced Flying I: Yes
Advanced Flying II: Yes
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 3
Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
First Choice Position: Chaser
Second Choice Position: Been doing good at chaser, but if you wanna move me...
AC: 17
Modifiers: +7 to all
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
[x] [x] [x]
Final Roll: --
-/3
════════════════════════
Location:
Thinking:
OOC: -◎-    
This night ain't for the faint of heart
For the faint of heart, for the faint of heart
This night ain't for the faint of heart
'Cause when the train wreck comes gonna leave them out
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2020 3:57 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2020 6:43 pm
|
|
|
|
And tonight I'm feeling like an astronaut
Sending SOS from this tiny box
And I lost all signal when I lifted up
Now I'm stuck out here and the world forgot
Taco entered the pitch ready for a new season. Hopefully, some fresh faces joined. He wanted to try and help teach them before he graduated. Filling out a form he went and proceeded to stretch Username:kungfudemoness Character's Name: Takuto Ikeda House: Slytherin Year: 7 Advanced Flying I: yes Advanced Flying II: yes Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 6 Any Special Skill: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe First Choice Position: Chaser Second Choice Position: Keeper if we're that desprate Position:AC: 18 Modifiers: [+8] steal and score Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Good Arm, Swift Swipe Lives: [♥] [♥] [♥]
So tonight I'm calling all astronauts
All the lonely people that the world forgot
If you hear my voice, come pick me up
Are you out there?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2020 8:47 am
|
|
|
|
Listen up, there's not a moment to spare
It's quite a drop from the top. So how you feeling down there?
It’s a cold, cruel, harsh reality
Got stuck here with your enemies
 ════════════════════════
𝑆𝑙𝑦𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛 || 𝑆𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡𝘩 𝑌𝑒𝑎𝑟 || 𝐵𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟
════════════════════════
Talbot was actually surprised that he'd managed to get all the way through school. Honestly he thought he'd have to drop out at some point because of his cousin. Which, whatever, Terry was old news. Now Talbot was looking at his last year and he wasn't sure how to react. Good? Bad? Nostalgic? Either way, Talbot was ready for the year. Picking up a form, he filled it out after nodding at the others and handed it back in.
Username: Diamond Wales
Character's Name: Talbot Clifton
House: Slytherin
Year: Seventh
Advanced Flying I: Yes
Advanced Flying II: Yes
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 5
Any Special Skill: Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer, Mean Swing
First Choice Position: Beater
Second Choice Position: Beater
AC: 20
Modifiers: Bludgers +8
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer, Mean Swing
Lives: ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡
Final Roll: --
════════════════════════
Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: Huh, last year already?
OOC: -◎-    
You started something that you just couldn't stop
You turned the ones that you love into the angriest mob
And their one last wish is that you pay for it
And there's no way you're getting out of this
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2020 8:56 am
|
|
|
|
From time to time I'd try to tell just what was on my mind.
You'd tell me not today.
Come back, do that.
Where's Cinderella at...
Was all you had to say
 ════════════════════════
Sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ || Tʜɪʀᴅ Yᴇᴀʀ || Pᴜʀᴇʙʟᴏᴏᴅ
════════════════════════
Eva got to the pitch already looking forward to the year. She was determined to win, and she was also determined to get on the team. Which, looking at the pickings for the team, well, they were few and far between. Hrm. Maybe she should try and recruit other players. Not sure who, because the people she knew weren't into it. Not as much as she was. Heck, her dad wasn't, but then again, Hamilton was rather stiff about the entire thing. Her mother likened quidditch to a chess match, which wasn't entirely accurate in her opinion. Oh well, whatever. She picked up a form, filled it out, and turned it in before starting her stretches.
Username: Diamond Wales
Character's Name: Evangeline Avery
House: Slytherin
Year: Third
Advanced Flying I: Yes
Advanced Flying II: Enrolled
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 1
Any Special Skill: Deft Dodger, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
First Choice Position: Chaser
Second Choice Position: Seeker
AC: 14
Modifiers: +4 to stealing and scoring
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
{Life 1}{Life 2}{Life 3}
Final Roll: --
-/3
════════════════════════
Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: Well, I'm here, wonder how the year'll go?
OOC: -◎-  
Here I am, so try to forgive me
I don't believe in fairy tales
Here we are with nothing but honesty
I've had..enough...I'm not gonna stay
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2020 10:18 am
|
|
|
|
You gotta feel courage
Embrace possession
If it was easier to shatter everything that ever mattered
But it's not, because it's your obsession
Be a fighter, backbone, desire
Complicated and it stings, but we both know what it means
And it's time to get real and inspired
 ════════════════════════
𝕊𝕝𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟 || 𝔽𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕣 || ℍ𝕒𝕝𝕗𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕
════════════════════════
Caden rose an eyebrow as he looked at his cousin decked out in bronze and blue. That Eitan had dragged him out of his own common room to 'get him out of the castle' was, well, very Eitan. The few weeks he'd really interacted with his cousin had taught him that Eitan was very much a busybody and much too friendly to be like his father. He would have thought after everything he'd heard about Virgil (Dante?) Eitan would be more like him, but well... "You dragged me out of the common room to play quidditch."
Eitan smirked (ah, there was the similarity to his father) and nudged Caden in the shoulder. "I dragged you out so we could play quidditch together. You know, on either side of the pitch. I don't wanna just play against Marcia. She's boring."
Caden felt his lips twitch despite himself. Eitan, calling his sister boring? He doubted that very much. "So you're going to play quidditch? I thought you couldn't go out in the sun."
"Correction. I can't go out in the sun for long. I can be out if I use a lot of protection." Eitan gave Caden his best set of puppy eyes. "C'mon Caden, I know you want to."
Caden shook his head, not surprised in the least. "Fine, I'll try out. No guarantees I'll make the team." Watching Eitan throw a fist in the air in triumph, Caden simply shook his head and walked over to pick up a form. Considering his choices for playing positions, he filled it out and then turned it back in. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad.
Username: Diamond Wales
Character's Name: Caden Drage
House: Slytherin
Year: First
Advanced Flying I: Of course not, maybe next year.
Advanced Flying II: Once I get through Advanced Flying I, I'll look at this course.
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 0
Any Special Skill: Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer, Mean Swing
First Choice Position: Beater
Second Choice Position: Wherever you need me.
AC: 14
Modifiers: Bludgers +2
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Natural Flyer, Mean Swing
Lives: 🗹 🗹 🗹 ☒
Final Roll: --
════════════════════════
Location: Quidditch Pitch
Thinking: I can't believe Eitan dragged me out for this...
OOC: -◎- 
I'm gonna make it rain, so ring the bell
I know it all too well
Switchblade on the edge of your wrist
Can I get a witness?
Cause agony brings no reward
For one more hit and one last score
Don't be a casualty, cut the cord
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2020 7:45 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2020 1:42 pm
|
|
|
|
✌ Chadwick ✌ Knapp ✌
Fourth Year Slytherin
▬▬"Being the best is great, you're the number one."▬▬
Chadwick was running with his shoe untied, trying to get to the field before tryouts officially started. He wasn't exactly late, but he was much later than he wanted to be. He would barely have time to stretch at this rate. He had been having another silent disagreement with Sparrow, the girl was showing off too much of herself these days. Club attendances, her classes, people she was hanging out with, HER CLOTHES. He hadn't actually SAID anything to her, no, they had just been silent with each other, but of course he escorted her wherever before he had come to quidditch, it would have been rude of him not to. of course ,it was also rude of HER to not consider that he had tryouts to get to.
What had gotten into her lately? Had Wren and his boyfriend gotten to her over the summer? Did they teach her about how to not respect your significant other? They surely must have. No, maybe... Maybe Chadwick just picked too many fights and things to judge over the small things with his love. Nah, that defiantly wasn't it, it was all Sparrow's fault as usual. He slowed down a bit as he saw the tryouts hadn't started yet. He walked to Wren and took a form, quickly filling it out, "I would have been here sooner, but your sister just... she just won't stop misbehaving with me and being stubborn. I don't like it." He handed the form back to Wren, before going to stretch, and tie his shoe before he fell on his face.
Username: Stefan lee Salvatore
Character's Name: Chadwick Knapp
House:Slytherin
Year: Fourth year
Advanced Flying I: yes
Advanced Flying II: yes
Years of Previous Quidditch playing: 3
Any Special Skill: Mean Swing, Natural Flyer, and Deft Dodger
First Choice Position: Beater
Second Choice Position:Seeker - to challenge Cenek
▬▬"Being unique is greater, you're the only one." ▬▬
╔══════════════╗
Position:
AC: 16
Modifiers: +3 Hitting
Special Skills: Mean Swing, Natural Flyer, and Deft Dodger
Lives: ✌✌✌
Roll: --
Trying to:
╚══════════════╝
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2020 12:19 am
|
|
|
|
✦✧WREN ADRIEL WINCHESTERsixth year || Slytherin prefect || pureblood
Quidditch keeper and captain || Cooking club critic || Herbology club lollygager
_______________Wren raised a hand in greeting when Isolde handed in her form. “Nalson-Lillantine! You’re captain when I graduate,” he stated, assigning her his old Vice-captaincy position. Of course she could reject it, but otherwise, he assumed there wouldn’t be disagreements. He trusted Isolde with the team-- hell, he’d recommended her back when Shawna had first asked him. He rolled his eyes at Chadwick when the boy arrived with a complaint. ”Hey yeah, she keeps being stubborn about dating you.” he shot back Wren glanced over at the team as they assembled, pleased to see a few strong returning faces and even a new face. He even smiled when Shawna arrived: "Hey, glad you're still playing, Shawna. Should we call you Captain Emeritus?"Finally, after glancing over the younger students' forms to see where their preferences were before calling the team together: ”Alright let’s get this started, slither-slithers. I’m your captain, Wren Winchester, and in case you didn’t hear me earlier, Isolde Nalson-Lillantine’s your vice-captain. We’re taking over a little early, but still expect you to listen up when we talk. Unless we aren’t making sense, in which case, point that out to us before staging a revolt, would you?
“For today...Taco, Vivyan, Eva, grab that side of the courts for shooting practice. Talbot, Chadwick, Caden, let’s get you some dummies for beater practice. And Shawna, if you wouldn’t mind showing Archie everything you know? Great. Isolde and I’ll be around if you need anything.” -------------------Skipping due to time-------------- Wren checked the time and whistled for attention. ”Nice work today everyone. Isolde, stay behind with me a bit. Everyone else, we’ll have the roster up in the common room tonight. See you all at practice next week!”_______________
setting Slytherin Tryouts, Fall 2051 || with Dunce the Cat + Slytherin Quidditch sneks
appearance 5'7", 155 lbs || wearing tricolor sweater + jeans + mossy green scarf
status Looks like we have a good crew, and the seventh years can mentor the younger students for their last year _______________//OOC:
Position: keeper
Total roll: ## = ??
Stats:
AC: 17
Modifiers: +9 to blocking the quaffle, +5 to others
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Hold the Line, Great Catch
Lives: <3 <3 <3
_______________
Shape without form,
shade without colour,
Paralysed force,
gesture without motion
✧✦
~"The Hollow Men" by T.S. Elliot
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2020 12:50 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Feb 07, 2021 12:29 pm
|
|
|
|
 ✦✧WREN ADRIEL WINCHESTERseventh year || Slytherin prefect || pureblood legilimens
Quidditch keeper and captain || Cooking club critic and captin || Herbology club lollygager
_______________
With Dunce accepting completed forms and affectionate stroking, Wren was up in the air getting his head into the game. He had done some of his usual “Quidditch Tryouts. You want to be there.” or really ”Congratulations, you’ve been randomly selected to join Quidditch. Be there Saturday afternoon for practice.” recruitment aimed at the firsties, which would hopefully be enough. Right. Head in the game. Part of Wren wanted to make questionable decisions like Sparrow and Yukon, but Wren had to be strong for his boyfriend, and he had responsibilities that he unfortunately couldn’t pass to his cat.
So with another lap around the Pitch, Wren landed back down when he saw other people arriving. He greeted most people with a nod and expression that roughly resembled a smile--his Quidditch housemates enjoyed a rather privileged position on his “Everyone is Useless anyways” list. ”Good to see you again,” he murmured to his returning team members, while offering new students a more simple: ”Welcome to Quidditch.”
Hopefully there would be enough new players to fill in for Shawna, Taco and Talbot graduating. As much as he joked about it, he didn't want to put cats on brooms.
_______________
setting Quidditch Pitch, September 2052 || with Dunce + Anticipating the Quidditch team
appearance 5'8", fit, with remarkably nice skin aside from quaffle callouses || wearing black jacket and dark jeans
status Head in the game. _______________//OOC: Slytherin Tryouts are OPEN for 2052-2053 year!
_______________
Sometimes solutions aren't so simple
Sometimes goodbye's the only way
And the shadow of the day
Will embrace the world in grey
And the sun will set for you✧✦"Shadow of the Day" by Linkin Park, cover by Chase Eagleson
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
