Triathalon: Round 1 Swimming Summer Camp '22

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Action| Attempting Swim level 2
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Sta: 10 | Eva: 7 | Str: 15 | Wis: 6 | AP: 3 | Acc: 15
Fearless | Evasive Maneuvers I | Evasive Maneuvers II

Roleplaying as iNPC Quentin Gagné of Beauxbatons
English | Français
interacting: @Starlee Kennedy as Florian

Her hair is blue purple tosca orange red yellow in a bun

Mentioning Nah

Interacting with Rodion Makarovich aka my inpc

Short? Aurora? Of course she was. The girl was below five ft tall despite drinking milk and was pretty active since she was involved in quidditch and broom racing. If one would ask her the reason why her height was so much lower than her level of love for her boyfriend, she’d blame the asian gene she got from her grandfather. She pouted at her cousin’s remark and said, “Well, I am still growing” She then wore her swimming goggles properly. “I will be taller than you next year and you will be as rotten as ever!”

How was it possible for some people to have such a tall stature? What kind of milk did they consume? Nicholas for example, he was always taller than her but one day he just grew taller without a warning. And Aurora? She felt like she did not grow at all over the summer. Even Naomi was taller than her and that was the low bar because she was once the same height as her. Then everyone jumped into the water, including the rotten cousin. So she jumped in too.

As a person who disliked swimming, she did quite a good job. Not only that she didn’t even think of the imaginary shark's existence, she passed the stage one. Now, onto the next.

Sta - 5 | Eva - 15 | Str - 5 Wis - 8 | Arc - 4 | Acc - 10 Terrible Presence Evasive Maneuvers Components

Outfit Reducio

Owl / DM for Interaction

The thing being a new kid on the block well you are the new kid on the block. It seems someone knew someone around him. Ronnie's blue-grey eyes bounced from one person to the next. As far as his eyes can see people greeted other people since all of them had attended the same event a year before.

Groups were forming left and right. There was an urge within the Catelobruxo student to crash into one of the groups but since no one invited him over, he did not want people to see him as a mannerless or even a rude person. Although Ronnie felt like a fish out of the water, he did not show it upfront.

His eyes wonder again until he saw his Duelling partner from the distance and not far from her is her bunkmate. Ronnie kind of forgot who Manuel bunk mate name was but all he knows is the girl was so fond of flowers. Ronnie was looking out to the blue water that soon he will swim into until something or perhaps someone crashed into him.

"What the-,"The Portuguese boy was ready to berate the person who crudely knocked him but the girl already spewing her apology mile a minute. "Oh my goodness gracious, I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking, and I had to get my hat, and it just ties everything together, and it has the matching bananas and everything, I couldn't just-"The girl rambled on and finally looked up.

Ronnie is a bit taller than the person who wears a bright color swimsuit and a banana hat that now she caught in her hand. "All good,"Ronnie spoke to the girl. "No harm done, cariña darling"He added with a charming dimpled smiles. Although the crashing part took him by surprise, the girl did not mean to harm him in any form or means.

Besides, behind the bubbling mess of the blonde girl, Ronnie thought the girl is adorable and cute enough. "Good luck on the race, senhorita! miss "Ronnie wished the blonde girl politely before the girl departed from his sight. Ronnie then turned their gaze towards the blue water again. Not long before that, the announcer of the event told the racer the race was about to begin.

Ronnie was waiting until he turned to hit the water. With his height and how proficient a swimmer he is. Ronnie jumped into the water with a grace of a professional Olympic swimmer. Once the body of water hit his sweaty body because of today's heat, the cool water was a welcome nice sensation to cool down his heated body.

Ronnie then began his breaststroke. With how many people attend today's event, Ronnie needs to save his energy. He swam at a good and steady pace. Ronnie believes he will win the race by not exerting his body and energy too much in the first round. The cool water hit his face and Ronnie took a breath once while.

Although the event was name Triathalon and from what he knows the event required speed but Ronnie wanted to enjoy swimming in the ocean as freely as he could. Then the same voice announced that there were six participants that did not make it to the next round. Ronnie wanted to stop his swimming and checked out who did not make it to the next stage.

But the Portuguese boy knew that he had a competition to win. He will know who was who when he rounded the ship and the Castelobruxo Duellist continued with his swimming.

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Attempting to conquer level 2

𝐀𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 Advance Casting, Evasive Maneuvers I, Evasive Maneuvers II, Fearless

𝐎𝐮𝐭𝐟𝐢𝐭

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐬 Stamina 9 Evasion 9 Strength 7 Wisdom 10 Arcane Power 8 Accuracy 10

English Russian | Open for Interaction

Roleplaying as INPC Rodion Makarovich | Koldovstoretz

Interacting with Aurora Ranvier

Aurora was… quite fascinating. Despite her constantly being annoying, it was actually bearable. Her reply made him raise an eyebrow. “You? Taller than me?” He didn’t need to be awesome at maths, there was no need to calculate their height difference, it was just simply impossible for her to surpass his height. Not in a year, not in two years, not in forever. “Yeah, no” He shook his head. This will surely make the girl mad, which was his goal. It was fun to see her riled up. Based on his observation, her impulsivity tends to increase when she is anything but calm, which would make her fail in doing these tasks. “Don’t dream too high, you’re too short for that” He would laugh at his own comment. This was the kind of harmless banter he always wanted to do with his sister, however, it was nearly impossible to do as in that moment. Then he saw a girl that beat him in last year's duel. Embarrassing. His laughter slowly died down then he looked away as if she didn’t exist.

When it was time to swim, he did. He didn’t have to try so hard to pass the first stage, it wasn’t hard. Like he said before, this was just a game made for kids. He looked over his shoulder to check on his cousin. She actually was not that bad.

Sta - 10 | Eva - 8 | Str - 7 Wis - 9 | Arc - 6 | Acc - 7 Charmer Calming Presence (Ally- Aurora Ranvier) ● Spell Spread

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Outfit Plain black overall swimsuit

Durmstrang Institute's

¤ | Ω | ¤ Romeo Giovanni Marchonné

"English." "Italiano. Italian." "Russian."

| Faint scar on left eye | | Mangled right ear |

Louca Dufort & Greta Fransson
@Emma Wynn & @Evelynn Decipio

Louca returned my handshake, asking me if I played any sports. I noted his other friends showing up, and decided that I would leave him be with his buddies after I shared by last bit of thought. "Why, yes! Beater, actually. Played in the Quidditch game on the 6th, for the Yilbegän Alliance." A good team, though a bit difficult to orient because of the foreign team. Still, we were quite a force to be reckoned with when the rubber hit the road. "In the end, it's just a game, so I hope that everyone had fun in the end. That's all that really should matter"

Seconds before the race began, I did some quick breathing drills. When they called the start, I waited for the initial wave of swimmers to clear a path for me before jumping in myself, diving shallowly and dolphin kicking until I reached the surface, switching gears to a slow yet determined frontcrawl. I'm saving strength and prepping myself for the next lap's sprint.

As I stroke, I glimpse Greta falling behind the main herd. Between breaths, I swim alongside and offer words of encouragement. "Let's go, Greta." A breath, "Keep pushing, Dolcezza." Another breath. "C'mon. Catch me."

A little faster. Come on, little Valkyrie. Come catch me. I believe in you.

Performing Lap Two

Stats:

Ω Stamina 9 | Evasion 7 | Strength 15 Ω
Ω Accuracy 14 | Wisdom 9 | ArcPower 0 Ω

Abilities:

Ω Obnoxiously Strong | Perfectionist I | Martial Artist | Healing Sage I Ω

For all that the cheerful Indian boy espoused the virtues of having fun, he had leapt into the first lap with both feet, so to speak; the laid back persona slipping into the background as the familiar rush of adrenaline took him over.

There was a tinge of irritation as Shimizu-kun overtook him during the lap, the Navy would definitely be a handful when this ended. Aryaan could practically hear the boys’ gloating in his head already.
Annoyed and irritated, Aryaan somehow managed to finished the first lap of the first round relatively unscathed. It was no walk in the park, but it was not the unbreakable mountain that people said triathlons were.

All he had to do was keep at it and he would definitely finish the thing without too much trouble. And hopefully, maybe Shimizu-kun would find interest in this event now that he had managed to shift the Navy’s perspective on the event just a little bit. Hell, it would make his life a sweet sight easier if he didn’t constantly have to look over his shoulder and worry about Shimizu. Or worse, the Golden Boy Hadashi-senpai himself.

Speaking of hell. Level 2.

pretend this says second year until i get a new banner

Roleplaying as iNPC Vivienne Beaumont
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Date: 8th August 2022 Outfit: x

LEVEL TWO

The start of the race had been signaled and Vivienne was off. Cold water engulfed her senses, the chill feeling akin to a thousand tiny pinpricks on her skin, yet still a welcome treat to deal with the summer heat. Her arms propelled her forward as her legs kicked relentlessly, making sure to come up for breath every couple of seconds. Vivienne was right at home here, swimming in the water, and she was confident she could complete this lap with ease.

She wasn't in first place but she wasn't last either, and that was still something. She kept going, paying little to no attention to the people surrounding her. All she needed to do was focus on herself so she could win. It was clear that her competitive side was making an appearance during the triathalon, she wasn't interested in talking to anyone right now or making any new friends because she was instead zeroed in on her one current goal: winning.

When Vivienne had made it to the end of the first lap, she mentally cheered herself on. Even though she knew she shouldn't get too excited yet since it was only the first lap, she still deserved to praise herself just a tiny bit. The French girl listened to Kim, the boy telling them that the second lap was going to take more strength than the first lap. Okay, that was fine, her strength wasn't awful. She just had to give it her best shot. With a deep inhale, Vivienne kicked off again, beginning the second lap. All she had to do was keep the same attitude she had in the first lap and everything would work out perfectly.

Stats: STA: 8 | EVA: 7 | STR: 7 | WIS: 6 | ARC: 5 | ACC: 7
Abilities: Fearless, Calming Presence