Quidditch Fall 2021 Slytherin v Ravenclaw

Cecily took a deep breath of the frigid air, letting it fill her lungs with the smell of fresh grass and clean rain. It was a year of new beginnings-- a new year, a new season, a new match, a new roster. And she felt so, so good about it. This was going to be Ravenclaw's year, she just knew it. She closed her eyes for a moment, letting the rain drizzle down around her, rinsing away those stealthy memories of matches past that kept worming their way into her mind. They didn't matter now. It was a new year. She didn't even care that it would be a wet, cold, slippery match, because it was a Quidditch match, and it was her first match of the season. There was nowhere else Cecily would rather be.

Mounted upon her well-loved broom, Cecily took her place in the sky near her fellow Chasers. Though she had been playing alongside Lavinia since the inception of the team, a face she was less familiar with seeing in the sky would be rounding off their trio today. Strategic mastermind and co-captain extraordinaire, this was Sylvain's inaugural match in the sky. She nodded back at him with a slight smile. They were all so ready for an incredibly overdue win.

ACTION: as strategised
HEALTH: 1000/1000

BROOM: silver arrow (+3 to all stats)

| sta: 7 (10) | eva: 8 (11) | str: 9 (12) | wis: 8 (11) | arcp: 4 (7) | acc: 15 (18) |

race: metamorphmagus [inapplicable]=

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abilities: sixth sense, skilled transfigurer, foul play

Hex Code #006400 - English #000080 - French #C71585 - Latin #4B0082 - Spanish

Interact With N /A

Mention(s) Everyone Present

Sunday October 24th 2021 7PM

Partly cloudy with an east wind Drizzling Rain

A brand new year meaning Quidditch season finally started. Another chance to fight for their House honor and competed for Quidditch Cup. Last year, Slytherin was in second place. Gryffindor took home the cup. But this year, Cash determined to help with all their might to bring Slytherin one step closer towards the cup.

It will not be an easy feat but Cash believed that they and their teammates can bring the house of the serpent to win that cup. As the green eyes put on their Quidditch uniform and protective gear inside Slytherin's locker room, they can hear the faint sound of cheering from all around the Quidditch stands.

The Cuban descendant lived for the cheer and the thrilled when playing this brutal beautiful game. After they did putting on all of their out, Cash grabbed their brand new broom. After grueling months of saving up, finally, they get their own Silver Arrow. One of Cash's dream broom models to called it their own.

Their mother's Comet 180 was great but it was not theirs. It was their mother's. Before stepped outside the locker room, Cash check their broom. They make sure everything was perfect. Then they grabbed their broom and their bat. Once Cash stepped outside the room, the cheering get louder.

The young Ironwoods basking the support that came all over the Quidditch Pitch. Cash took a deep breath, mounted their broom, and then they were off. Once Cash up in the air, they took their position that by now they know it like the back of their hands. Their eyes searching for any of their friends but from how many people attend the game - in the sea of blue and green -, it is kind of hard to see which one is which.

The weather also did not help one bit. First, the game is played at night and second, the drizzling of the rain makes the air colder than it already was. The wind blew and Cash shivered a bit. Though it is raining, it did not stop their determination to help their house secure the first victory of the season.

Rain pelting them. Cash can feel the first signed off their teeth clattering. Once while they wipe the rain that runs down on their face. And just like the previous match, Cash has done their prayer. "May I do what is needed, with courage and skill, be a loyal ally to my fellow teammates and my house. Bless me this day and keep me safe from harm. Diminish my fears, grow my courage, heal my spirit"The green eyes started.

"Bless me as I do my duty today, the best I can. Strengthen me in my mind, body, and spirit"The beater continued through clattered teeth. "Help me to respect my adversary, as a fellow human. Bless and protect me this day in all I must do"The former purple-haired finished their prayer. Once their prayer was done, Cash took a much-needed breath to calm their nerves and wait.

Let's the game begin!

For Moderation

Action Doing as strategized

Abilities Obnoxiously Strong (15% Strength)

Broom Silver Arrow (+3 to all stats)

Position First-String Beater

Stats Stamina 7 (10) ♠ Evasion 7 (10) Strength 7 (10) ♠ Wisdom 6 (9) Arcane Power 6 (9) ♠ Accuracy 9 (12)

Talents Parselmouth Not Applicable Parseltongue Adept (Y1) Spying Snake (Y3)

Outfit: Quidditch Uniform

Sunday, October 24, 2021

XXXGame day. Had someone told Maggie that she would be flying high above her new school just two months prior, she would have laughed in their face and asked if they could possibly be serious. Then wondered if that was actually, like, possible. Hell, if you'd told Maggie that she would someday be on any organized sports team she would likely guffaw and accuse you of telling horrid jokes.

Now, though, she'd done it. Maggie Hawkins was gliding above the field on her new broom, surveying the terrain beneath her. It was chilly, a slight drizzling of rain splatting against her face. It would almost be refreshing if it weren't so terrifying! Not the heights, no. The heights weren't a problem. Maggie wasn't scared of heights in the least. What she was scared of was potentially failing her house and bombing the game. Sure, she'd done fine in practice, but the real thing was something else entirely. It was just different, was all.

Looking down at the people in the stands was an experience, to say the least.

It helped, though, strangely. Maggie, at her core, loved the attention. All those people were staring at her. Watching her. Even if she bombed? She'd still be Maggie Hawkins, Slytherin chaser. She'd made the team, after all. So the smile returned full force.

Maggie could see Avery Chen on the bench, which only aided to make her feel that support settle over her head like the rain dripping down her hair. She gave him a quick wave, hoping he could see her small action from up in the air.

Then, with a heavy exhale, she gripped the front of her broom. Time to fly.

STATS ST: 5 (6) | EVA: 10 (11) | STR: 4 | WIS: 3 | ARC: 6 | ACC: 7 (9) BROOM: Comet 180 {+2 acc, +1 eva, +1 st}

ABILITIES Calming Presence Allies Are Slytherin Team

INTERACTION Interacting With: Mentioning: @Avery Chen

Art made by Aurora Raniver

October 24th, 2021

It had been over 2 years since Lavinia won a quidditch game and she was tired of it. The constant losing after so much practice was heartbreaking for not only her but the entire team. All Lavinia wanted to do was win and with this season, she had never felt better about their chances. The lineup this year consisted of a few new players with so many returning ones. Emma Hill or now Milanes was back on the team after being gone for a year and both of her captains were her partner chasers. The brooms were a big part of the reason why Lavinia felt so confident. Every single person on her team, first or second string, expect for Sylvain had a Sliver Arrow. It was the best broom that any of them could buy and it was going to be the reason they won.

It was their year, it had to be. Everything was going right for the team and now they just had to preform. Walking out onto the field, Lavinia looked at the light drizzle with happy eyes, rain never stopped anything. It was time for her to win and nothing would stop that for her.

Action: Doing as strategized
Health: 1200/1200
Broom: Silver Arrow, +3 to all stats
Abilities: Foulplay, Interception, Evasive Maneuvers, and Keen Eye
| Sta: 9 (12) | Eva: 10 (13) | Str: 7 (10) | Wis: 8 (11) | Arcp: 6 (9) | Acc: 11 (14) |

Dan took off on his trusty Silver Arrow with the rest of his team. He made a lap around the pitch, waving to the crowd with a grin. Their first match of the season already!
Despite the things happening in the school, Quidditch was happily a constant.
He stil didn't know why almost every match they played was a rainy match, though.

Erin flew up to him after his lap, claiming she didn't remember who to target.
She hadn't been herself in practice lately... This worried Dan a bit.

"I'll signal yer targets to ye, don't worry."
"..... Erin, after this match, I want ye to check into the Hospital Wing. Somethin' seems wrong. AFTER. We demolish Ravenclaw. Again."

There was truth to the statement. They'd won every match they'd had against Ravenclaw so far. And if he had anything to say about it, that would continue. Despite the new people filling Ravenclaws ranks, Dan was confident the Clobbering Cobras could handle it.
Dan smiled. He came up with that name 5 seconds ago. He hoped that it would stick.

Actions: Doing as strategized.
STAMINA: 9 (12)

EVASION: 10 (13

STRENGTH: 4 (7)

WISDOM: 14 (17)

ARCANE POWER: 6 (9)

ACCURACY: 10 (13)

Abilities:
Evasive Maneuvers

Keen Eye

Lovely Creature

Fearless

Broom: Silver Arrow: +3 to all stats

Today was the day. He had been eagerly awaiting the evening since early morning. Although he was a second string keeper and would likely be watching from the bench for the entirety of the match, he couldn't help being excited by the mere possibility of flying today, and the large amount of cheering he was certain to do from the bench.

As he exited the locker room with Flash, a chilly, windy drizzle greeted him. Autumn was really settling in, wasn't it? However, not even a gale could put a damper on his cheerful countenance at this point. As Flash took a seat at the far end of the bench, Avery settled in next to his dormmate, his feet swinging jovially above the ground.

"The game will begin any minute," Flash said, looking up to the sky in his binoculars. Avery peered up at the darkening skies, hoping to spot who he was looking for, before he was distracted by the voice of another. "Holmwood." Avery turned to see who had greeted Flash in such an emotionless, abrupt manner, before his dark brown eyes landed upon fellow dormmate Percival Rainwood and it all seemed to make sense. He hadn't really interacted with the older boy much, but the vibe that he gave was that he couldn't care less about anyone. How strange all these Snape dormmates of his were. Avery peered up at Rainwood for a moment, but the boy did not seem to care to acknowledge him verbally. Not willing to be ignored by anyone, Avery raise a hand in a small hello as he turned towards the boy on his left. "Hi Percival!" he piped up, enthusiasm for the match seeping eagerly into the tone of his voice. He looked around briefly to see if he could spot fellow first-year Dancelos Grey on the bench with them.

Yes, he did have a question for Flash. "So, I know that the Seeker has to look for and catch the snitch. Does the snitch get released immediately when the game starts, or does it actually get released sometime into the game? In other words, does the Seeker have to start searching right away or can he help the Chasers first?" Avery wasn't completely familiar with the ins and outs of other players' roles just yet.

Aha! And there she was, his first-year Slytherin friend, sailing above the stands and waving to him with the ease and confidence as if she had done this a million times before. His small face broke into a large, proud smile as he returned her wave before cupping his hands around his mouth. "Go get 'em, Maggie!" he yelled, turning in her direction and all but shouting into poor Rainwood's right ear.

Action: Benched
Interacting with: @Flash Holmwood @Percival Rainwood
Mentioning: @Maggie Hawkins @Dancelos Grey

The grasp on her familiar silver arrow was tight, perhaps much tighter than it had ever been as she stepped on to the field. The tips of her fingernails had turned a ghostly white, and her palms ached for relief so they could pick in between her nailbeds. The last thing she wanted to seem was anxious, but there was no true way of hiding it. It had been a year since Emma stepped, or flown, on the field.

Droplets of rain beaded on her cheeks. Every once in a while she raised her left to tidy up the rogue strands of hair flopping in the breeze, carefully not to give herself a concussion with the bat. It felt good being back on the field.

Admittedly, it felt a bit strange locating the benches instead of the field, but that still didn't diminish her anxious excitement. And well, it might have given her a good opportunity to witness another perspective and cheer on her team. It seemed like the only right thing to do until she could join her teammates.

Plopping herself on the bench, she winced uncomfortably. There was definitely going to be a spot whenever she stood, oh well. Doing the best to calm her nerves, she placed her broom in between her legs. The brunette would have never passed for a cheerleader, but that wouldn't stop her from cheering on a few familiar faces and her team as a whole. It was going to be a great game.

𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕤 Stamina » 9 12 || Evasion » 9 12 || Strength » 10 13 Wisdom » 7 10 || Arc Power » 2 5 || Accuracy » 14 17

𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞: ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Silver Arrow ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ: +3 to every stat

The Muggle Condition: Effect: +3 accuracy roll on non-magical attacks and actions.

Binding Mark: Effect: Telepathic communication with those who are branded

Action: Benched

Alexx was thrilled; she was finally back on the first string. Where she belonged. She felt the nerves, the anxiety, the rush... All of it at once in her veins. As she stood on the field, ready to take off, she knew this was where she belonged. Looking at all of her teammates, the new and old faces, she couldn't have felt more proud of herself for getting back into this position. She had regretted ever leaving first string, and it was not a mistake that she would be making twice.

Actions: As Strategized

Smearing a healthy amount of black grease across his cheek bones, Jorah assessed himself in the mirror and almost fell in love. Focus man... get mean... get hype! "Game day!"



Jorah threw back a goblet of pumpkin juice like a champ, the cold sweet juice giving him an unneeded energy burst. "Lets go Birds!" Jorah shouted across locker room, banging his bat against the lockers. Jorah picked up his beautiful new Silver Arrow. It was... magnificent. Basking in the glory of his new ride, Jorah had to fight back a tear. *sniffle* I love my team. "Fly you fools!"

Jorah marched onto the field with his teammates and took to the sky. Once in the air @Sylvain Wyllt would greet the beaters with a hearty power fist pose, Jorah returned with nod and respectfully raised his bat up toward his co-captain. Before the match, Jorah would look toward where the Headmaster was expected to sit. He would pound his chest twice and throw up a peace sign towards @Solomon Lear (Miss you too).

49 hours until deadline. This is a reminder for players to post and captains to send in strategies.