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 Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2023 3:26 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2023 5:07 pm
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Brianna Cathaline Quinn-Smith
Slytherin │ Fourth Year │ Fourteen Years Old │ Single │ Chaser
Brianna was heading out to the pitch for this term’s match against Gryffindor. She was seeing this match as her chance to finally put the disastrous free-for-all they claimed was a pick-up game behind her, and maybe, just maybe, her squad could put up a win this time. It was also her last chance to compete against and thwart Aria. She didn’t have anything against Aria, she was basically family in all save blood, and Ron loved her with a level of devotion which was both heartening and concerning.
As was usual, she and Ron went to the game together. For his part, Ron was wearing a simple gray sweater with a green and silver Slytherin scarf, and a red and yellow Gryffindor hat, as he felt the need to be neutral, as he couldn’t be expected to root for or against his girlfriend or his little sister. The two of them were laughing and kidding around as they arrived at the pitch, and they soon reached a point where they had to part ways, with Brianna joining the rest of her squad, while Ron would be up in the bleachers.
“So, butterbeers afterward, Ron?” asked Brianna, knowing there wouldn’t be many more times they’d be doing their post-match ritual. Ron smiled, and answered, “Just like always. Fly hard, little sister, and try not to get shot off your broomstick this time.” Brianna gave a snort of derision, and said, “Yeah, no kidding. You won’t be up there this time, and I can’t expect you to catch me twice.” The two of them hugged, and Brianna found herself maybe hanging on to him perhaps a little longer and harder than perhaps she expected to.
“You’ll be fine,” Ron told her. “Be sure to say ‘hi’ to Aria.” Brianna laughed, and said, “I’ll do more than that if I get the chance.” She stepped away, hoping none of her teammates caught sight of her being a bit needy, and gave Ron a salute before he walked away. Focusing on the match in front of her, she could be heard saying aloud, “Ave morituri.”
 AC: 16
Modifiers: +6 to Shoot and Steal the Quaffle
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
Action:
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2023 2:05 am
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 ★✩ECHO ANGHARAD WELLBELOVEseventh year || Slytherin || halfblood
Daily Dragon managing editor || Quidditch seeker || Order of the Stick lancer
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Echo was still in the locker room, staring down her reflection. She looked fine:Hair braided back and tied off with the Slytherin colors, a thin layer of sweat-proof makeup. Her uniform was crisp and clean. Shoes shining. Broom pristine.
Yet Echo curled her hands into a fist, imagining catching the snitch–and crushing it. Pop like plimpy eyes before into the pot. Smells like fish and pus, but boil it with kelp and it’ll grow anything better.Put it with coconut milk and turmeric and it’ll banish breakouts. Plimpy eye earrings, suspended in gold and resin– Typical and wasteful. What a waste …What a waste. I could be studying.
She sighed, staring at her reflection again. It was no use. Her head wasn’t in the game. As if it would help if she were– Gryffindor seeker– Skyla Byrnes. She beat me to the snitch last year. Does anyone really think I’ll do better this year? You’ve never caught the snitch in game. You’re only on the team because they don’t have enough people. Daphne had to beg so it wouldn’t just be an automatic forfeit. Probably. A fighting chance? No, they know they won’t win. A chance to play then.
She laughed out loud, a harsh sound that sounded at once haughty and choking. Come on then Echo, let’s play.
Echo grabbed her broom and finally left the locker room. By the time the sunlight touched her face, she had her usual air of superior confidence plastered on like a layer of setting spray. She gave the Gryffindor team a thin, pitying smile as though they were sheep coming for the slaughter. She gave Skyla Byrnes a curt nod of acknowledgement before joining Brianna. Echo let a sight chuckle escape her as she gazed up around the stands, somehow as though she were looking down on everyone gathered. ”‘Ave, morituri te salutant.”
Ah. She could be studying.
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setting Game 1 2059-60, Quidditch pitch. || with Gryffindor and Slytherin teams.
appearance 5'9”, slim || wearing Slytherin quidditch uniform
status I could be studying. _______________//OOC: ‘Ave, morituri te salutant = "Hail, those who are about to die salute you. Allegedly used by gladiators saluting the Emperor.
EDIT: Mislabeled Skyla as captain sorry!
Position: Slytherin seeker
Total roll: ## = ??
Stats:
AC: 18
Modifiers: +8 to hitting the bludger, +6 to everything else.
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Mean Swing, Dang Healthy
Lives: <3 <3 <3 <3
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And I-I-I can't stop
No, I-I-I can't stop
So, baby, pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
✩★~"Closer" by the Chainsmokers. Cover by Jonathan Young ft Travis Carte
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Posted: Sat Jul 01, 2023 8:24 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 02, 2023 2:48 pm
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Brianna Cathaline Quinn-Smith
Slytherin │ Fourth Year │ Fourteen Years Old │ Single │ Chaser
Brianna smiled, seeing Echo there as she approached. Like her, she was waiting for the time when the team would take to the air once more to do battle with Lions. Her eyes followed Echo’s gaze up into the stands, where students and faculty were gathered to witness the coming spectacle. ‘Let’s hope we can give them a show,’ she thought.
“It is all panem et circenses, isn’t it?” she asked Echo. Thinking about it, she couldn’t recall the last time there was a post-game celebration down in the Common Room, which was why she and Ron would meet up for butterbeers. It was better than other alternatives. Lately, she caught herself counting her victories by the number of times she stole the Quaffle from Aria and Ron, and whether she racked up more goals than either of them at the end of the term. It wasn’t much, and really it was kind of petty of her, but then, ‘the only substitute for victory, is victory.’
As she worked herself into the frame of mind to leave it all on the pitch, and her game-face was firmly in place, Brianna asked, “Dunno about you, but I’m not seeing any ravens in the stands today. That should count for something, right?”
AC: 16
Modifiers: +6 to Shoot and Steal the Quaffle
Special Skills: Deft Dodger, Good Arm, Swift Swipe
Lives: [ ] [ ] [ ]
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2023 7:12 pm
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xx⥈ Wʜᴇʀᴇ Aᴍ I? Quidditch Pitch
xxx⥈ Wʜᴏ Is Wɪᴛʜ Mᴇ? Players & Fans
xxxx⥈ Wʜᴀᴛ's Gᴏɪɴɢ Oɴ? Gryffindor V Slytherin
xxxxx⥈ Wʜᴀᴛ's Iɴsɪᴅᴇ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ? This'll be great!
After making sure the new announcers were all settled in, Xiang left the announcer booth and hopped on her broom. She flew down and stepped down onto the pitch, where both teams had gathered. Xiang counted everyone, then did a grand gesture to let everyone know it was time to take to the sky. She expertly released the snitch, then the bludgers. Taking the quaffle in hand, she flew up between the waiting teams. "Alright girls, guys, and fancy butterflies. I want a nice, clean game. No cheating, no magic, no nothing. Both teams ready? Awesome. Begin!" She tossed the Quaffle up in the air, letting the Chasers have the floor. She backed up, settling in to watch the game.
{{Wearing :: Purple Workout Gear}}
I'ᴍ sɪᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏғ ʙᴇɪɴɢ sɪᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ
Aɴᴅ ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ɴᴇɢᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛs ᴄᴏʟʟɪᴅᴇ
Wʜʏ ʙᴇᴛʀᴀʏ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ɪs ᴍɪɴᴇ
Gᴏᴛ ɴᴏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ sɪᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sɪᴅᴇʟɪɴᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴘʟᴀʏ
Gᴏᴛᴛᴀ sᴛʀɪᴋᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ sʜɪɴᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ
Pᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ sᴀʏ, I'ᴍ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ
I'ᴍ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ, I'ᴍ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ
Jᴜsᴛ ᴅʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴠɪʙᴇ, I'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ
Ⲁⲛⲇ Ⲓ ⲱⲟⲛ'ⲧ 𝓵ⲓ𝓿ⲉ ⲙⲩ 𝓵ⲓ𝓯ⲉ ⲁ𝓯ꞅⲁⲓⲇ
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Stefan Lee Salvatore rolled 10 10-sided dice:
3, 5, 1, 7, 10, 7, 4, 8, 9, 3
Total: 57 (10-100)
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2023 7:13 pm
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Stefan Lee Salvatore rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2023 7:14 pm
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Stefan Lee Salvatore Crew
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Cinnabun Gryffie rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2023 7:21 pm
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mc2 rolled 10 10-sided dice:
8, 5, 2, 7, 8, 4, 2, 3, 9, 10
Total: 58 (10-100)
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2023 7:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2023 7:26 pm
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addaellis rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2023 8:32 pm
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★✩ECHO ANGHARAD WELLBELOVEseventh year || Slytherin || halfblood
Daily Dragon managing editor || Quidditch seeker || Order of the Stick lancer
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"It is all panem et circenses, isn't it?" Brianna noted, following Echo's gaze. Echo flashed a smile towards the younger girl. Brianna, in sharp contrast to Echo, seemed focused and ready. Echo couldn't help but envy that determination-- surely she knew as well as Echo there was no winning this match. Yet she remained...determined. And optimistic?
"Ravens are a symbol of magic, wisdom, prophetic insight, that kind of thing as well as death. It's not all bad," Echo mused aloud. She knew Brianna was trying to find a positive, but Echo's own brain was just finding reasons for negativity-- the absence of the raven then, did it mean a lack of wisdom? No, she didn't need to distract her teammate with that now. Best keep her thoughts to herself.
"Well in this instance, let's take it as a good omen then, why don't we?"
The game started soon anyways, and Echo took to the air to search for the golden snitch. She did her best to mimic Brianna's game face-- or try to replicate that determination. Panem et circenses....if you're going to be a circus freak, at least be a good one, Echo. At least find the damned thing.
As luck--or good fortune-- would have it, she spotted a glittering golden light flittering in the mess-- but was it...could it be the snitch already?
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setting Game 1 2059-60, Quidditch pitch. || with Gryffindor and Slytherin teams.
appearance 5'9”, slim || wearing Slytherin quidditch uniform
status I could be studying. _______________//OOC:
Position: Slytherin seeker
Total roll: ## = 17 + 6 = 23 > 19 to spotting the snitch Snitch spotted
Stats:
AC: 18
Modifiers: +8 to hitting the bludger, +6 to everything else.
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Mean Swing, Dang Healthy
Lives: <3 <3 <3 <3
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And I-I-I can't stop
No, I-I-I can't stop
So, baby, pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
✩★~"Closer" by the Chainsmokers. Cover by Jonathan Young ft Travis Carte
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2023 8:35 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2023 8:36 pm
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2023 8:50 pm
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★✩ECHO ANGHARAD WELLBELOVEseventh year || Slytherin || halfblood
Daily Dragon managing editor || Quidditch seeker || Order of the Stick lancer
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The golden ball...looked like a snitch, moved like a snitch-- Echo even risked looking away for a moment and saw Skyla didn't seem to notice it yet--Echo glanced back. The snitch was still there, flitting back and forth against the backdrop of one of the banners. For now, she let her broom drift closer, searching for the most direct path and approach-- Echo didn't want to startle Skyla into moving early and risk her advantage.
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setting Game 1 2059-60, Quidditch pitch. || with Gryffindor and Slytherin teams.
appearance 5'9”, slim || wearing Slytherin quidditch uniform
status I could be studying. _______________//OOC:
Position: Slytherin seeker
Total roll: ## = Catching up 1/3
Stats:
AC: 18
Modifiers: +8 to hitting the bludger, +6 to everything else.
Special Skills: Natural Flyer, Mean Swing, Dang Healthy
Lives: <3 <3 <3 <3
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And I-I-I can't stop
No, I-I-I can't stop
So, baby, pull me closer
In the back seat of your Rover
That I know you can't afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
✩★~"Closer" by the Chainsmokers. Cover by Jonathan Young ft Travis Carte
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