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♢ Date | 24 July, 2024 ♢
♢ Interacting With | None ♢
♢ Hex Code | #C08838 ♢

Someone had finally try to hit him with a water balloon, but it was easily dodged behind his fortress of snow. He had, admittedly, gone for a bit of an easier target. Setting his sights on someone that looked significantly younger and less skilled than he was. Sadly, someone else was also aiming for him. Rett couldn't help but cringe as the boy was hit not once, but twice, and quickly yelled at to leave the field. Whoever the tiny ref was, she wasn't holding back.

He took a second to survey the battle ground, counting quietly under his breath. They had two extra people, so he could potentially be on a winning team. But he didn't want to count his chickens before they hatched. He scanned for who his next victim would be, surprising himself with how into this childish game getting. Rett was all accounts, still a child. But sometimes he didn't feel like he was. Nothing was making him grow up, he had all the time in the world to do so. His parents certainly weren't rushing him, keeping him at an arm's length away from the family business.

But still, he didn't want to let the giddiness override him with something as simple as a water balloon snowball fight. In order to win he had to keep his wits about him at all costs.

Action || Wouldn't You Like to Know Owled

Abilities
Charmer, Perfectionist I + II, Evasive Maneuvers I
Paragon of Health - +10% HP to Cyrus and Miles
Stats
♢ Stamina 12 ♢ Evasion 10 ♢ Strength 6 ♢ Wisdom 12 ♢ ArcPower 13 ♢ Accuracy 13 ♢

Immediately after EmmaLee congratulated her friends for their good shots, a volley of snowballs whizzed past her and she finally got it in her lizard brain to duck for cover at almost the exact same time as Stephen had the same idea. She laughed as they dove behind the nearest sand dune together, then they both stared at the next round of snowballs that came across the line.

As those on the warmer team dropped like flies and the cold side of their little field inched closer to them with every fallen teammate, it seemed prudent to try and catch a projectile and throw that one, rather than risk getting hit by trying to grab one of her own. Blue eyes on the flying snowballs, she pouted a little in frustration as none of the snowballs came close enough for her to catch.

She had been so focused on the volley above her that she jumped a little when Sara was hit, making a small grunting noise as snow connected with his chest and he threw the water balloon in his hand futilely across the seasonal divide. EmmaLee gave one more look towards their snowy opponents before really turning to her friend with a small amount of worry and amusement. "Are you okay, Sara?" She called with the smallest giggle.

When he confirmed that he was, EmmaLee turned to find Aurelie hiding behind a different dune a bit away and gave a small fist pump of encouragement her way before turning back to Stephen and wrinkling her nose at him playfully to answer his teasing from earlier. "I'm sure it wasn't our aim. Team Winter is just slippery, yes?" She said, nudging him and little with her elbow before turning her attention back to their opponents.

ACTION:
In owl.

ABILITIES AND STATS:

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Fearless | Dhampir's Aura, Terrible Presence, Lycanothrope's Intimidation, and any spells or potions that cause fear are ineffective.
Calming Presence | Allies (defined at the START of an instance regardless of later betrayal) gain a 10% chance to auto-hit their chosen target.
Prodigal Transfiguration | Able to learn/perform Transfiguration spells above her current year.
STAMINA: 9 | EVASION: 8 | STRENGTH: 3 | WISDOM: 8 | ARCPOWER: 9 | ACCURACY: 10

BATTLE OF THE SEASONS | Team Summer
- July 24, 2024 -

MISSED! Septimus couldn't believe that he'd missed — although, on the other hand, he supposed it did make sense. The older boy who had been his target was quicker than he'd anticipated and had some six or seven years' worth of experience (plus two feet and probably a hundred pounds) over the soon-to-be first year from Team Summer. Septimus had been aiming high above his station. The odds were against him. But — his father always said that you could never blame someone for challenging the odds.

Pity them, sure. Learn from their mistakes. Just never blame them.

He put his head on a swivel as he retreated further into Team Summer territory, afraid of getting hit by a snowball and taken out of the game while he was still bouncing back from his wide shot. He couldn't imagine that anyone would target him at this early stage of the game — he was hardly the most intimidating member of the team, after all — but the chances of being struck by a stray projectile seemed even higher than the chances of being targeted on purpose. Some unfortunate students even hit the referees, resulting in a swift expulsion from the match. That seems a bit harsh. Idly, Septimus wondered if they would let him appeal that rule (in a worst-case scenario, of course).

As he watched some poor soul walk off the court, Septimus realized just how few members of his team were left in play. He tried to make a hurried count of his allies while staying on the lookout for incoming snowballs. Five, six, seven... Less than ten of them were left, that was for sure. Team Winter had taken their share of losses, too, but it was no longer an even competition. He was officially an underdog. He tried to keep the panic out of his eyes as he searched for a team member who wasn't busy throwing or dodging something. What were they going to do now? Shouldn't they make a strategy? Or was this one of those every man for himself situations? How was he supposed to know how to act on his own?! He was meant to have another two rounds, at least, before he had to deal with this kind of crisis!

He ducked behind a sand dune briefly to catch his breath and scramble for some kind of plan. Last time, he'd tried to have his cake and eat it, too, by throwing a water balloon from behind cover. If he wanted more success, perhaps it was time to choose between offense and defense. Was it smarter to risk being hit and get a better shot at someone on the other team? Or should he hide out and make this game a battle of attrition? Septimus turned his options over in his head a few times, occasionally glancing to his teammates in hopes of following their lead, and finally landed on a decision. With another deep breath, he popped up from the sand dune, narrowed his eyes across the court at Team Winter, and tried not to let the thought of getting hit by a snowball make him shiver before it even happened.

ACTION: sent via owl

STAMINA 5 | STRENGTH 2 | EVASION 7 | WISDOM 10 | ARCANE POWER 5 | ACCURACY 6

The game continued and Ariam decided to play it safe again and chose to focus on trying to catch any water balloons coming their way instead of throwing another snowball. They do want to stay in the game, Acacia was still behind the snow dune, She seems even more careful than I am about this. Among the chaos Ariam noticed Lemmy again, he seems to really be unlucky this whole game. The girl Lemmy chose to target already got out by someone else's water balloon by the time Lemmy threw his. Lemmy himself then got hit by a snowball and was out of the game, Ariam was pretty sure Lemmy might have accidentally knocked over a teammate of his. Unlucky, well hopefully I can go see how he is doing later. All the snow and water can't be comfortable.

It was then Ariam found a water balloon flying through the air aiming for them, Ariam was papered for this though. They caught the water balloon with unexpected ease, and threw it at the first team summer member that they noticed. Sadly that girl they aimed at was already out by somebody else's snow ball. Pity, oh well, I think I'm doing pretty okay. Our team can probably win this!

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- Battle Of The Seasons -

At long last, she had finally managed to hit someone. The snowball she launched hit some boy standing on the sandy, warm paradise of the summer side, though it didn't matter a whole lot since some other guy decided to pick the same target. Annoying, but what mattered was that he was out now. Her team didn't seem to be doing that bad, which was both a good thing and a bad thing. It was her team, but at the same time she refused to support the worlds worst season, winter. This team would not have been her first choice, or even second. Or third. Winter was solidly on the bottom of the rankings when it came to seasons. Any idiot could tell you that it went summer > spring > autumn > winter.

Apparently this whole event was still necessary though, and despite how much she hated winter, winter was going to win. When she turned to look around at what teammates still remained, she spotted Ariam dodging a water balloon. They managed to hit their target, although like hers someone else had already gotten there first. She shuffled back, reading to throw or dodge or do something to make this terrible game get over faster. The sooner she could get out of the snow the better.

Moderation:

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Abilities:
Muggle condition- +3 accuracy roll on non-magical attacks
and actions
Chasers Interception- When a Quaffle is being passed by the
opponent team, users with this ability automatically get a 10% chance
to intercept the quaffle as long as the user is taking a quaffle-related
action during that quidditch round

Statistics:
Stamina: 8
Evasion: 8
Strength: 8
Wisdom: 6
Arcane power: 0
Accuracy: 10

Aston felt like he's on a roll, a solid amount of people on both teams were already out but Aston and multiple team winter members are still in. Aston picked up some snow and made another snow ball, wanting to throw another fastball. This time he aimed for a tall, older, boy on team summer, the boy was wearing a pair of sunglasses. Good choice, Aston thought as he threw the fastball, only to be greeted by the same boy throwing the same fastball with a water balloon coming right at him. Aston wasn't able to get away in time, "Damn it!" he yelled out as his clothes got covered in water and became soaking wet. He looked over and saw the boy he was targeting, the one who targeted him, also got out. At least I didn't miss.

As he got up and got started on making his way out of the chaotic playing field Aston got targeted again. I already got out why is there still more water balloon aiming for me?! He wasn't able to dodge this one either, leaving his clothes to be even wetter than before. I really really hope I can dry these. Do I know a spell for that? Anyways. Aston continued his journey to get off the field, but team summer still isn't done with him yet. One last water balloon came toward him, but unlike the others Aston didn't let this one get him, and he finally made it off the court. "Ugh seriourly? Three different people all aimed at me."

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Cyrus was positively having the time of his life. He hadn't genuinely felt good at things in a while, and if he was honest with himself, this whole thing truly reminded him of the beauty of multicoloured dodgeball back in elementary school PE classes. He had always been something of one of those automatic baseball pitching machines during those games, and it seemed that his skill was manifesting even now.

He ducked behind some snow, knowing that his tall frame meant there was more of him to hit, and he crafted an excellent snowball, ignoring the awkward feeling of the cold against his hands. He narrowed his eyes at an older-looking player across the field, and he threw it at him – and he hit! Oh, what a glorious day!

His offensive tactic did not mean that he was not a target. However, he found he did not have to scramble too much out of the way to avoid the incoming balloon. He chuckled to himself, standing up for a second to stretch his legs, which were already beginning to burn under the weight of squatting. He really did have to exercise more! Perhaps he would go for a run after this... provided Team Winter won. Things seemed to be going well so far...



Setting: 24 July 2024, London Quidditch Stadium
Action: in the owl!
Statistics and Abilities:

- Battle of the seasons -

Cass dug their gloved hands through the snow, scopping out a snowy projectile ready to help team winter secure victory. Unfortunately, fate and their arm had other plans. It went wide, missing their target. Oh well, there was always next time. And since no one seemed to be aiming at Cass, there really would be next time. Hopefully they had at least spotted Cass. They were quite short. Anyway, if they weren't seen as a threat that was a good thing. More time to pick everyone else off one by one before the dramatic final showdown!

Which team winter would win, of course. And either way, it would a whole lot of sun. They got to have a snowball with their friends! Well. They were doing a lot of solo throwing for now. Maybe after the imminent threat of being hit with a water balloon was up they would go see how their friends had done. They thought they spotted sky-boy @Aston Beckett out of the corner of their eye getting hit by not one but two water balloons. Ah. That was where everyone had been aiming. He was double-out now, and narrowly avoided getting triple soaked. They would just have to honour his sacrifice and work hard to avenge him in the great battle of water and snow.

Banner by Winnie Harper

24/07/24

"english" "portuguese" "spanish" thoughts

outfit + hair

As Mahoutokoro INPC Kanae Suzuki
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Mentioning:

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RP Date July 24, 2024 Speech Reducio "Kanae's Speech" 'Thoughts'

Outfit/s Reducio Hair: ponytail Outfit her height for rp reasons: 5'1 Post date September 3, 2024 (23:38)

"Sorry!" she said to the person she hit. Kanae might've hit them too hard. Though it was an effort to win. The Japanese girl looked around, seeing that there were more people on her team, team winter, than the other team. They might actually win this thing! She dodged a few snowballs that missed their target as she ran around the area. Apparently, no one was looking to aim at her which actually made her job easier, already having a killer aim against the younger folks.

Kanae was still impressed on how the refs could even see everything that's going on. It seemed as if they had multiple eyes across the battle area giving them feedback for every millisecond that goes by. She ran laps around the field, her endurance was amazing. As she did that however, she tripped over a rock and almost fell face first onto the ground. "Ack- That was close!" she exclaimed. 'Hope no one saw that...'

"Keep it up team winter!" she sent out words of encouragement. Would she be able to continue her elimination streak or would she back down since the amount of people were depleting? What would be her next move? Would she come out unscathed? Only time would know.

RP Word Count: 208/200
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Stats and Abilities:

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Stats: STA 7 | EVA 7 | STR 8 | WIS 8 | ARC 7 | ACC 8
Abilities: Evasive Maneuvers

Action: In owl