10 Oct 2021, 16:38
Quidditch
A crisp fall day on the Quiddith Pitch, the air was moist and cool and there was a strong eastward wind that was blowing the remaining leaves off the trees. The foliage was aflame with color, vibrants yellows, oranges and shades of crimson. Many of the branches had already gone bare but from above the landscape with spotted with fall's brilliance still. The grass appearing rather full, lush even, a bright emerald that would fade as winter takes the lands with its icy grip. There was a slight drizzle, enough to make the world wet and mildly unpleasant. The sun was getting low in the sky, it was getting dark earlier these days. The previous game between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff had just completed hours earlier and the weather refused to hold out until the end of the day. There was a bitterness to the chilly air.
It was not going to be getting any warmer today, light jackets, shawls, umbrellas and warm drinks were a common sight this evening as the spectators celebrated both fall for its wonder and glory as well as a game of quidditch between two rival houses: Slytherin v Ravenclaw. Last year neither of these houses took home the cup, but this was a new year and a new opportunity to take home the victory and maintain the tradition of defeating the other wizarding schools over the summer months.Date: October 24
Time: 7PM
Weather: Partly cloudy with an east wind. Drizzling Rain. Temperature 10 degrees Celsius (50 degrees Fahrenheit).
Moderator: @Evelynn Decipio
The roar of applause from all sides of the pitch on those massive stands would be deafening as the Quidditch players would start to trickle from their respective locker rooms and onto the field. Both houses had an impressive line up this year.
Seasoned Seeker, @River Dewlight would serve as Ravenclaw's first string. An impressive young woman with incredible experience and knowledge of the pitch. Her back up is known to many as the hurty-juice terror for reasons undefined, but nobody can miss the girl with pastel locks @Aurora Ranvier Ravenclaw's second string Seeker.
Defending the rings is a pair of strong, independent women: @Aly Salinger serving as first string and @Selina Knight serving as second string.
Captain and co-captain @Cecily Quinn and @Sylvain Wylly serve as chasers alongside @Lavinia Cloven to comprise their whole first string. It is likely that they will have a powerful quaffle game with this line up and for back up they have the strawberry scented terror @Winnie Harper.
Often overlooked, the broom breaker himself, rarely seen or heard @Jorah Moussa (miss you brother) and @Gabriella Haworth make up the first string of Beaters for the house. @Emma Milanes being their back-up, a strong possibility that she will see more than the bench considering the threat that their first string poses to Slytherin.
They would be faced against Slytherin's rather consistent-seeming team of players. Irish, bare-footed lad and team captain, @Dan Palmerserved as first string Seeker. Loud being a common defining term for the youth, he is contrasted by his mild-mannered and comparatively quieter second string @Flash Holmwood who has caught the eye of several young women.
Guarding the rings, @Koko Riddle an experienced young woman with years of experience would be a formidable opponent to get past. But if she is taken out, then promising new-comer @Avery Chen will take her place on the pitch as second string Keeper.
Co-Captain @Tyranni Whitethorn as well as reporter and School Newspaper Editor @Alexx Séverin, as well as relatively unknown @Maggie Hawkins comprise a boast-worthy first string Chaser line-up. The three of them would promise a likely dramatic (for the sake of the readers) quaffle game that would likely astound and entertain the spectators in the hours to come. If any of them meet the pitch, then another new-comer who might pack a surprise, @Dancelos Grey who serves as the team's second string can enter the pitch.
Finally, their feared Beater first and second string. Oddity @Erin Ryan, and the chiseled @Cassandra Ironwoods would make most shake in their boots or in this case school-provided body-armor. If either of them fall, a one or both likely will as they are frequent targets of attack, then @Percival Rainwood another ladies favorite from the Snape dorms would enter the pitch making a few ladies dreams come true and serve as nightmares for others.
Game on!
This is the first week of the game. Please post entering the pitch with your team. Your moderator will define the duration of rounds in her moderation posts, but this first round you are being given a week to post (October 17th). Please remember to submit your plays and post in character during this week so that your actions will be counted.
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Please have fun and enjoy the game.
There is something about ambition, how it not only propels you but also defines you.
10 Oct 2021, 17:44
Quidditch
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A first game was nerve wrecking, regardless of whether or not Winnie was second-string. The girl felt her stomach lurch forward when she was ushered to walk onto the field with her teammates. Her gaze nervously flickered over towards her captains to check their expressions. A hand gripped her broom, a Silver Arrow, tightly. Her long hair had been carefully pulled back into a high ponytail, the copper locks would stream behind her as she walked across the field.
They were playing against Slytherin, which would mean she'd be opposing a friend of hers, Flash Holmwood. Thankfully he was a seeker so they would not be directly in contact. She glanced towards the sea of faces that made up the spectator crowd, silently searching for Matt. If she saw him, she would smile and blow him a playful kiss before approaching the bench next to her fellow second-stringers.
STATS:Action: Sitting pretty on the bench.
Sta: 6 9| Eva: 6 9 | Str: 7 10 | Wis: 7 10 | Arc: 7 10 | Acc: 7 10
Abilities: Healing Sage and the Muggle Condition
Heath: 600/600
Broom: Silver Arrow (+3 to all stats)
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│ │ | │ │ | STA: 15 • EVA: 18 • STR: 8 WIS: 11 • ARC: 7 • ACC: 17 | │ │ | • Healing Sage • Muggle Condition • Paragon of Health • • Poison Resistance • Animagus • Wandmaker • | │ │ | │ │ |
10 Oct 2021, 17:47
Quidditch
Her hair is Pink
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@Winnie Harper
The moment everyone has waited for finally arrived. Exciting yet nerve wracking. She had to admit, the slytherins are quite strong judging from their last performance. Still, no matter how intimidating the opposite team is, they will never shake her off. After countless training sessions and much consideration, Aurora came back to the pitch not as a beater, but a seeker. She has more talent in stalking than beating anyway. Just focus on the shiny flying thing, and everything will be fine. If her dorm mate, Winnie Harper was present, the pink haired girl would say, “Let’s win this game Winnieberry! Even though we will be sitting down after I say it! But we should win!” She held out an old polaroid picture of her and both of her parents, it was and will always be her lucky charm. “Watch my game will you, father? Don’t forget to cheer for me! I love you!” then put it back in her pocket. This year should be the time where the Ravenclaws shine so bright. Just wait and see.
Sta - 5 (8) | Eva - 8 (11) | Str - 5 (8)
Wis - 8(11) | Arc - 4 (7) | Acc - 10 (13)
Terrible Presence
Evasive Maneuvers
10 Oct 2021, 18:12
Quidditch
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This time, they would be playing Slytherin. With revulsion, Gabby remembered the last time she had faced Slytherin. Previously, she had fallen off her broom - had been knocked off her broom, more like - and she was determined not to let that happen this time. You are going to go out there and steal the game, Haworth, she told herself, flicking her ponytail behind her shoulder and walking confidently out onto the Quidditch pitch, her Silver Arrow clutched tightly in her right hand. A fine layer of drizzle lathered against Gabby's face, but the Ravenclaw didn't mind - after all, it gave a certain atmosphere to the match, did it not?
When she got there, only two teammates had arrived before her - two second-stringers, fellow second-years Winnie and Aurora. While Gabby wasn't really friends with either of them, they got on well, especially on the Quidditch pitch. Quidditch, Gabriella often found, had an odd way of bringing people together even if they might not have been friends in the outside world. It was the common goal that they all worked towards; the shared interest and ambition that powered them. "Hi," said Gabriella, with a smile that she hoped looked encouraging - both of her teammates looked pretty nervous. "Ready for the game? We're gonna go in there and smash those snakes, am I right?"
376 words
broom~ silver arrow (+3 to all stats)
abilities~ broken broomshaft, muggle condition
mentioning: @aurora ranvier @winnie harper
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
10 Oct 2021, 18:13
Quidditch
Erin was among the first to fly onto the pitch. Riding her well-used and loved Silver Arrow, she felt lethargic. She could hear the crowd but it was as if they were under water, screaming... bubbling... crying. It sounded wrong, as if she did not belong here. She would turn to either side, her broom instinctively flying forward, along the perimeter of the Quidditch pitch. The periphery of her vision was blurred, as if she was in a semi-opaque tunnel. She could see bright colors, rapid movement. Her heart would beat a little faster, agitated and anxious. What were all these people doing here?
Her grip would tighten around her broom shaft with her left and her bat with her right. Around and 'round the pitch we go. Where we stop, only Danny-boy knows. She would find her place on the field by instinct. She had done this so many times that at this point it was instinct, routine, pure muscle memory. Yet she could not overcome the feeling of queasiness she felt as she sat on the back of that broom. She would scan the pitch with jaundiced eyes and she would not recognize the opponents that were lined up before her. Massive, terrifying monsters in flight, wingless insects armored and in wait.
How many of them were there? Her eyes crossed as she tried to count the numbers. She was not certain, somewhere between 7 and 32 she was rather sure. "Palmer, I -- can't remember which ones are mine," she muttered without looking towards the team captain. Did she have to break all of them?
Her bones ached. Her back refused to straighten from her crooked and slouched carriage. She could feel the wiggling, the writhing, the chewing inside. They were so loud, it was near deafening, only she could just year the muted cheer of the grandstands. She shook her head, she needed to focus.
Her grip would tighten around her broom shaft with her left and her bat with her right. Around and 'round the pitch we go. Where we stop, only Danny-boy knows. She would find her place on the field by instinct. She had done this so many times that at this point it was instinct, routine, pure muscle memory. Yet she could not overcome the feeling of queasiness she felt as she sat on the back of that broom. She would scan the pitch with jaundiced eyes and she would not recognize the opponents that were lined up before her. Massive, terrifying monsters in flight, wingless insects armored and in wait.
How many of them were there? Her eyes crossed as she tried to count the numbers. She was not certain, somewhere between 7 and 32 she was rather sure. "Palmer, I -- can't remember which ones are mine," she muttered without looking towards the team captain. Did she have to break all of them?
Her bones ached. Her back refused to straighten from her crooked and slouched carriage. She could feel the wiggling, the writhing, the chewing inside. They were so loud, it was near deafening, only she could just year the muted cheer of the grandstands. She shook her head, she needed to focus.
Action as dictated by the Team
Reducio
Position: Beater
Stats:
- - Stamina: 8 [+3 silver arrow]
- - Evasion: 13 [+3 silver arrow]
- - Strength: 15 [+3 silver arrow]
- - Wisdom: 3 [+3 silver arrow]
- - ArcPower: 3 [+3 silver arrow]
- - Accuracy: 10 [+3 silver arrow]
Abilities:
- - Part Veela
(Alluring) If a Part-Veela is being attacked there will be an urge to assist or protect them. Each round there is a 10% chance that an opponent in a duel or a moderated situation will decide to ally with the Part-Veela even against their own allies and attempt to protect them.
- - Fearless
Fear effects such as a dhmpir's aura, the ability terrible presence, a lycanothrope's intimidation or certain charms, potions and jinxes that would normally cause a fear effect do not work on you as you are immune to them.
- - Evasive Maneuver
Broom:
- - Silver Arrow
+3 to stats, twink broom.
Stats:
- - Stamina: 8 [+3 silver arrow]
- - Evasion: 13 [+3 silver arrow]
- - Strength: 15 [+3 silver arrow]
- - Wisdom: 3 [+3 silver arrow]
- - ArcPower: 3 [+3 silver arrow]
- - Accuracy: 10 [+3 silver arrow]
Abilities:
- - Part Veela
(Alluring) If a Part-Veela is being attacked there will be an urge to assist or protect them. Each round there is a 10% chance that an opponent in a duel or a moderated situation will decide to ally with the Part-Veela even against their own allies and attempt to protect them.
- - Fearless
Fear effects such as a dhmpir's aura, the ability terrible presence, a lycanothrope's intimidation or certain charms, potions and jinxes that would normally cause a fear effect do not work on you as you are immune to them.
- - Evasive Maneuver
Broom:
- - Silver Arrow
+3 to stats, twink broom.
Just a trick of the lighting they said...
10 Oct 2021, 19:55
Quidditch
Ahh, another season of quidditch, another season with great chances of loss and perhaps even becoming badly injured if you’re unlucky enough. And after their experiences last year on the field, River wasn’t expecting much. They had not had much luck in their matches as a team, which the young eagle found curious as she felt the entire team did amazing, both during matches and practice. Still, quidditch is unpredictable, and one can never truly know what to expect. Therefore she was set on having a good and eventful season no matter how the scores would look in the end. As long as they were all in one piece she’d call that a victory.
River stepped out onto the field, entering the view of all the spectators waiting for the game to begin. As always the tickling butterfly-ish feeling in her stomach krept up, leaving her slightly zoned out in an attempt to not give any attention to the nerves. Seeing all her teammates come out with her, she felt a little better. In the end it was all just a game, and she knew she could count on her teammates to have each other's backs. So then she stepped over to her spot, broom in hand, and got ready to take off as soon as the game would begin.ReducioAction: Doing as strategized
Stats
Stamina: 7 (10)
Evasion: 6 (9)
Strength: 4 (7)
Wisdom: 12 (15)
Arcane Power: 7 (10)
Accuracy: 9 (12)
Broom
Silver Arrow (+3 to all stats)
Race and Abilities
Dhampir (Aura On), perfectionist, Beast Master(Owl)
Curiosity Killed the
| STA: 7 | EVA: 6 | STR: 4 | WIS: 10 | ARC: 6 | ACC: 7 | Dhampir & Perfectionist
10 Oct 2021, 20:32
Quidditch
This was it. His first big game. Well, not his first game but rather his first game in the skies. Having conquered his fear of falling to his doom only earlier the past summer, Sylvain took to the sky like a natural in the few months that followed. As he stepped off the ledge, broom secured and eyes on the sky, he swiftly maneuvered himself above everything and everyone to get a bird's eye view. It felt amazing how his newfound confidence had affected his flying prowess. Equally as amazing to him was the view of the pitch from right above it all. Suddenly it was like something missing had clicked into place. A piece of the puzzle that he had failed to recognize before, Sylvain could see the big picture now. Literally.
It was almost as if he had been missing out on half of the fun of quidditch.
From where he was sitting atop Moontrimmer, the benches looked packed which made @Willow Anderson's sign that much more obvious. Another reason to be nervous, his best friend @Flash Holmwood was on the opposite team watching from the bench. Still, Sylvain had every reason to believe his team would come together to seize victory and that despite any rivalry on the field today, Flash wouldn't hate him too much so long as he didn't give him a reason to.
As he drifted back down to get in formation with the rest of his team, Sylvain put himself nearest the center of their positioning. He would look to his co-chasers, @Cecily Quinn and @Lavinia Cloven with a silently approving nod. They had spent the most time together in practice, so he had no doubt they would be sticking together. Scanning for @Jorah Moussa and @Gabriella Haworth, Sylvain would raise his fist in solidarity to the star Beaters before signalling to @River Dewlight that he was going to be keeping an eye on her personally. No way was he going to let them down without a fight. Lastly he would look back to @Aly Salinger and give her the big thumbs up. If she was goal keeping then Slytherin team had their work cut out for them.
This was going to be fun.
Action: Doing as strategized
Calming Presence- An aura of calm. Allies (Team Ravenclaw) gain a 10% chance to auto-hit their chosen target. This does not stack.
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"Things are never so bad they can't be made worse." -Elim Garak
11 Oct 2021, 00:19
Quidditch
Quidditch season had finally started, and Flash was in about as good a mood as he could be. While he originally joined the sport as a natural progression from his days on the football team, he had grown to love it dearly. At first it was only spectating matches, but during his second year he also got off the waitlist and onto the team. He still had not been able to be on the field in an official match, but he had been able to practice with everyone since then and grow an attachment. This year, several new people had joined as was par for the course. Not everyone grew more fond of Quidditch over time.
One of the new player was Avery, who Flash had begun to help with physical training. As a second-string Keeper, he was not likely to see game time either, which made him a perfect patsy for being the new body shield between him and Rainwood. Not that the two of them were at each others' throats, they mostly ignored each other, but Flash was a creature of habit. Just as he asked Thomas before him, Flash insisted the first year take a place beside him on the bench. He was a nice kid anyway, polite and friendly, so it was bound to be a pleasant experience.
Having already made the arrangement in the locker room OOC permission granted, Flash led Avery to the benches on the Slytherin side, where Flash would take up the end. There were still many unknowns, so Flash was brimming with anticipation to see how it would go. Strategy was his favorite part of the game, and their captains were some of the best at it. Then again, they were facing Ravenclaw this match, which meant the opposing team's co-captain Sylvain was playing his first game on the pitch. Having been present for his foray into flying, Flash was proud to see him taking up the stage. If he flew close enough, Flash would be sure to smile and wave.
"The game will begin any minute." Flash started, only looking to Avery for a moment before returning full attention to the players making their rounds, pulling out the binoculars he had used since first year. With the advent of first years joining, there were more and more people he didn't recognize. He saw Winnie at least, who he knew had joined. "Feel free to ask any questions you might have, the more you understand the game, the better."
One of the new player was Avery, who Flash had begun to help with physical training. As a second-string Keeper, he was not likely to see game time either, which made him a perfect patsy for being the new body shield between him and Rainwood. Not that the two of them were at each others' throats, they mostly ignored each other, but Flash was a creature of habit. Just as he asked Thomas before him, Flash insisted the first year take a place beside him on the bench. He was a nice kid anyway, polite and friendly, so it was bound to be a pleasant experience.
Having already made the arrangement in the locker room OOC permission granted, Flash led Avery to the benches on the Slytherin side, where Flash would take up the end. There were still many unknowns, so Flash was brimming with anticipation to see how it would go. Strategy was his favorite part of the game, and their captains were some of the best at it. Then again, they were facing Ravenclaw this match, which meant the opposing team's co-captain Sylvain was playing his first game on the pitch. Having been present for his foray into flying, Flash was proud to see him taking up the stage. If he flew close enough, Flash would be sure to smile and wave.
"The game will begin any minute." Flash started, only looking to Avery for a moment before returning full attention to the players making their rounds, pulling out the binoculars he had used since first year. With the advent of first years joining, there were more and more people he didn't recognize. He saw Winnie at least, who he knew had joined. "Feel free to ask any questions you might have, the more you understand the game, the better."
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For we dreamed a lot//And we schemed a lot//And we tried to sing of love before the stage fell apart
Sta: 9 ★Eva: 5 ★Str: 7 ★Wis: 15 ★AP: 3 ★Acc: 15
11 Oct 2021, 00:54
Quidditch
Percival was not too sure why every time they played it seemed to rain. The rain poured at a slow pace. Dripping onto him with enough force to begin seeping into the fabric of his uniform. The boy bit the inside of his cheek as he followed the other second-string players to the bench. His eyes caught the familiar form of Holmwood. The boy who had made his time on the bench, the previous season, less than enjoyable. "Holmwood." he said in acknowledgment. His tone was sharp, holding no faux kindness or warmth. A simple statement of fact that the boy merely existed near him. His dark eyes flickered to the smaller form of Avery Chen. Looking at the boy as if he were nothing more than a piece of flesh and bone. Their newest addition to their little dorm. Percival could hardly find it within himself to get to know the boy. He was nothing more than a mouse in a room full of snakes. In a way, the boy's innocent round face reminded him of an all too trusting Miller. Blankly, he wondered if the other would cry in a similar fashion. Percival would say nothing to Chen, and instead would take his place on the bench.
Action: Benched and trying to intimidate his fellow teammates.Interacting with: @Flash Holmwood, @Avery Chen
Mentions: @Michael MillerStats:Reducio
Lovely Creature
Beast Master
[+3 to two separate stats, +10% chance to auto-dodge an attack, twink broom]
"I doubt you'll remember me with a smile."
iNPC Mikael Halldorson
11 Oct 2021, 15:12
Quidditch
Koko glanced worriedly at the sky as she made her way onto the Quidditch pitch, broom in hand. A raindrop hit her eye and she blinked, annoyed. It seemed it would be another rainy match.
At least it wasn't storming.
Koko glanced around the field before mounting her broom and kicking off. Some of the Ravenclaw faces were familiar, but there were also some fresh meat players on the opponent team. Were they any good?
Koko gently manoeuvred her broom about until the ended up in front of her goals. If she could help it, nothing would get past them. Nothing. She usually had a great track record, and she hoped that this game would be one of those perfect ones.
Rain bounced off of her face as she watched the benched players, who looked like little ants from so high up. She regretted not saying anything to Avery, but she supposed he would be fine - after all, he had Flash with him.
They would all be fine.
Reducio
18
Evasion: (9+3)
12
Strength: (3+3)
6
Wisdom: (6+3)
9
Arc Power: (5+3)
8
Accuracy: (10+3)
13
Evasive Maneuvers - 10% Auto-dodge
Scream: N/A
Calming Presence - Allies (Slytherin) have 10% chance of auto-successBroom:Silver Arrow - +3 to all statsAction - As strategised.
[pc] koko riddle · 'pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick, and pull yourself together.'
'it always starts and ends with birds.' · cyrus darsel [inpc]