CL BROOM RACING - GRYFFINDOR vs. RAVENCLAW - FALL 2022

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Della's team had gathered at the starting line.

Nick looked to be in a bad mood. Della hoped it had nothing to do with her succeeding him as captain. Was he regretting his decision? Or was it that he had to go up against his girlfriend's team? Or was it that the eagle-eyed girlfriend was yelling at him from the sidelines? (They were dating, right? The Ravenclaw captain's disposition contrasted so much with her teammate's—it was an odd pairing—but at this point, she was too afraid to ask.) Della put a hand on his shoulder and returned his wishes of good luck but quickly retracted her hand when she remembered the eagle-eyed girlfriend.

Hugh and Xailah were observing the birds, which were supposed to be obstacles during the race, that were trying to land on Hugh's impressive hunk of a broom. Della had trouble relating to their grimaces at the pigeons. Sure, they were kinda gross and they were meant to be troublesome today, but she thought they were really cute nonetheless. She knew that there was another creature waiting on the path that she was particularly excited to see, but she tried to focus her mind. She had a long day ahead.

Della turned to team as a whole. "Happy first broom race of the year! Break a leg! And remember our training—we've got this!" She hoped her captain-y speeches weren't too cringey.

Credit to Xailah Alptraum

Action: as strategized Stats: stamina: 5 8 | evasion: 9 12 | strength: 3 6 | wisdom: 7 10 | arcane power: 5 8 | accuracy: 8 11 Abilities: Evasive Maneuvers (10% auto-dodge) Broom: Silver Arrow (+3 all stats) Top Speed: 5

Marina picked up her broom and walked to the race. ”Good luck Gryffindors!” she called. As the new co-captain it seemed like it was part of her duty to cheer for her team.

Marina felt much less nervous compared to her last and also first race. She waited ready to start.

Stamina: 6-Evasion: 8-Strength: 6-Wisdom: 7-ArcPower: 5-Accuracy:8
Broom: Silver Arrow
Actions: As strategized
Abilities: None

ROUND 1

A note to all players: The word count minimum is 50 words. The next deadline to post is 120 hours from the time this is posted. If you believe a mistake has been made in the calculations of this round, please reach out to a broom racing moderator (any of the team captains/co-captains) ASAP so it can be addressed promptly.

ATTACKS
Hugh throws an improvised projectile at Bloom.
Hugh's attack: d20 (7) + 9 Acc - 3 Spd = 13
Bloom's evasion: d20 (1) + 11 Eva - 5 Spd = 7
The attack hits. Damage is Hugh's Strength (12) * 25 = 300
Damage is increased by 30% because he's a part giant - total damage 390.
Bloom's health drops to 610/1000.

Starting off his race in the usual way, Gryffindor favorite Hugh Lowe quickly finds something heavy and large to throw into the back of Ravenclaw upperclassman Bloom Silverton. "Oh, unprecedented," drones the unamused moderator, as a heavy branch slams across Bloom's back and splits with a painful-sounding crack. Substantially worse for wear, but undeterred in getting to the finish line, the racers zoom forward, all of them encountering a sprawling thicket of thorny branches that they must deftly avoid.

UNIT 2 - Moderate Thorns
Accuracy DC to evade the thorns: 14
Gryffindorks:
Xailah's autofail: d10 (1) - she fails.
Hugh rolls d20 (6) + 9 Acc - 3 Spd = 12 Fail
Nick's autofail d10 (6) - he does not autofail.
Nick rolls d20 (15) + 8 Acc - 5 Spd = 18 Success!
Della rolls d20 (20) + 11 Acc - 4 Spd = 27 Success!
Ravenclowns:
Ari rolls d20 (13) + 11 Acc - 4 Spd = 20 Success!
Clair rolls d20 (12) + 10 Acc - 4 Spd = 18 Success!
Hunter rolls d20 (2) + 9 Acc - 4 Spd = 7 Fail
Harper's autofail: d10 (10) - she does not autofail.
Harper rolls d20 (18) + 9 Acc - 5 Spd = 22 Success!
Bloom's autofail: d10 (3) - she does not autofail.
Bloom rolls d20 (4) + 13 Acc - 5 Spd = 12 Fail

Xailah, Hugh, Hunter, and Bloom suffer the thorns. Damage is speed as % of max health.
Xailah: 1500 * 0.06 = 90 damage, bleeding 90 per round
Hugh: 1700 * 0.04 = 68 damage, reduced by 20% to 54 due to part giant. 54 bleed per round.
Hunter: 1000 * 0.05 = 50 damage, bleeding 50 per round
Bloom: 1000 * 0.06 = 60 damage, bleeding 60 per round

Hugh ends movement here.

Almost every racer ends up at least getting into the thorny sprawl that acts as the first obstacle in the race course. The amount who make it through unscathed are matched evenly by those who do not. Xailah's rocketing start comes at the cost of her handling, and she is forced to bear the pain as she flies through the clawing branches. A new scratch on her cheek makes her look very badass as she comes out the other side. Hunter and Bloom come out similarly worse for wear, some thin tears in their racing gear showing as the obstacles rip away at them. Hugh, trailing behind due to time spent walloping Bloom with a branch, forces his way through the thorns. His part-giant heritage has blessed him with a thick hide and he doesn't seem to get hurt as badly as one would expect for someone currently brute-forcing a thorn bush.

The more graceful racers weave their way through the thorns unharmed. Nick and Harper take an early lead, their brooms reaching top speed early on to set them apart from the plebeians currently scraping by on mere speed 5 brooms. "Getting caught up in obstacles early on could cost them later in the race!" George quips, following the action with his eyes. "Now, let's see how they handle the woods!"

UNIT 5 - Easy Trees
Accuracy DC to evade the trees: 9
Gryffindorks:
Xailah's autofail: d10 (1, 4, 1) - she fails twice, automatically.
Xailah rolls 1d20 (12) + 14 Acc - 5 Spd = 21, success.
Nick's autofail d10 (8,5,6) - he does not autofail.
Nick rolls 3d20 (4,4,11) + 8 Acc - 5 Spd = 7, 7, 14. Fails twice.
Della rolls 3d20 (12, 19, 20) + 11 Acc - 4 Spd = 19, 26, 27. Succeeds three times!
Ravenclowns:
Ari rolls 3d20 (6,4,14) + 11 Acc - 4 Spd = 13, 11, 21. Three successes
Clair rolls 3d20 (3,18,6) + 10 Acc - 4 Spd = 9, 24, 12. Three successes.
Hunter rolls 3d20 (12, 9, 19) + 9 Acc - 4 Spd = 17, 14, 24. Succeeds three times.
Harper's autofail: d10 (7,6,4) - she does not autofail.
Harper rolls 3d20 (10,2,17) + 9 Acc - 5 Spd = 14, 6, 21. Fails once.
Bloom's autofail: d10 (8,5,2) - she does not autofail.
Bloom rolls 3d20 (2,5,15) + 13 Acc - 5 Spd = 10, 13, 23 Succeeds three times.

Damage dealt is Speed * 5 * amount of failures.
Xailah: 6 * 5 * 2 = 60 damage.
Nick: 6 * 5 * 2 = 60 damage.
Harper: 6 * 5 * 1 = 30 damage.

Della, Ari, Hunter, and Clair end their movement here.

Pigeons burst from the branches of their short-lived habitat as racers plow into the trees, going out of sight of the audience before appearing once more in a burst of leaves and feathers. Some sport a few fresh bruises and twigs stuck in their hair - particularly Nick, whose long mane seems to have accumulated its own sort of natural laurel, as well as some twigs that give him an antlered appearance. Unlucky Xailah's broom seems to have taken a mind of its own in the early part of the race, leading her to smash gracelessly into a few heavy branches before making it out. Harper earns less striking decorations, sporting a few pink marks that would turn to bruises by the end of the day. Ari and Della arrive unscathed, saving their energy for what waited further down the track.

Above the racers, a storm is brewing. Those who could feel it in their bones knew that the rain was coming. And because the race moderator had spent the morning feeding the pigeons the most greasy chips that the Hogwarts kitchens could produce, when it rained, it poured.

UNIT 6 - Poopy Pigeons
Xailah, Nick, Harper and Bloom arrive.
Nick and Harper are the victims decided by Tatsu.
Auto-fail rolls due to speed:
Nick d10 (2) - no autofail.
Harper d10 (2) - no autofail.
Evasion DC: 18
Nick d20 (12) + 7 Eva - 5 Spd = 14 Failed
Harper d20 (15) + 7 Eva - 5 Spd = 17 Failed
Impacts are random, as per broom racing rules:
Nick's consequence d10 (6) - 50 damage + Poopy body. Nobody will assist Nick or accept assistance from Nick.
Harper's consequence d10 (4) - Poopy eyes. Disadvantage on accuracy, evasion, and wisdom.

Nick, Xailah, Harper, and Bloom end their movement here.

Foul splats land all around the leading racers, who are mostly unscathed by the flock above them. Two, however, are not so fortunate. Nicholas McCowan takes a heavy bombardment from a flying formation of poopy pigeons, covering his racing gear in a disgusting amount of bird droppings. Scourgify might take the edge off, but it might be a while before he can feel truly clean again. Harper nearly makes it through to the next patch of trees, racing to sweet, sweet shelter - only to be literally blindsided by a splat directly on the forehead. "Hehehe..." the moderator giggles, smiling broadly at his handiwork. The four leading racers might've braved the pigeons, but the storm was not yet over...

Round Outcome

Team Gryffindor
@Xailah Alptraum is in unit 6. 1350/1500 HP. 90 bleed per round.
@Hugh Lowe is in unit 2. 1646/1700 HP. 54 bleed per round.
@Nicholas McCowan is in unit 6. 1090/1200 HP. Pigeon pooped - nobody will help or accept help.
@Della Barfield is in unit 5. 800/800 HP.
@Marina Oriel is on the starting line. 900/900 HP

Team Ravenclaw
@Ari Gwild is in unit 5. 1000/1000 HP.
@Hunter Argentum is in unit 5. 950/1000 HP. 50 bleed per round.
@Clair Fernandez is in unit 5. 1100/1100 HP.
@Harper Jordan is in unit 6. 740/770 HP. Pigeon pooped - disadvantage on wisdom, evasion, and accuracy rolls.
@Bloom Silverton is in unit 6. 550/1000 HP. 60 bleed per round.

Submitted Plays

Clair held onto her broom, she bad gotten through the thorns and trees better then she had in other races, but she still was worried about these pigeons, what could they do? Peck her eyes out? She tried to think that Hogwarts would not let their students loose their eyes, yet she could not think that and know it was the truth, they were letting their students fly through thorns, trees, Acid spitting things, rocks being thrown, waterfalls, surely if they lost a few students they would not be worried.
She shook her mind clear and put every thought back to the race.

Reducio

Extra notes:	broom in use is Silver Arrow	word count:	50+
Action:	What the big boss says	Stats/Abilities:Stamina: 7 (10)| Evasion:7(10) | Strength:10(13) Wisdom: 6(9) | Arcane power:7(10) | Accuracy:7(10) +2 from Broom Race +1 from Quidditch Win Fearless. Prodigal Charms Learner.

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Harper grasped her broom tightly as she raced forward. She was zooming about as fast as her broom could carry her. So was zooming so fast, she had nearly forgotten to keep track of her surroundings, but somehow she ended up evading them all. that is, until she reached some pigeons. She had heard them squawking at each other, and looking up to see what all the commotion was about, one ended up pooping directly in her eyes.

"AIIIIEEEEE!" She squealed as she closed her eyes for a moment, trying to mak the pain go away. After the race, she would probably need to go and see the nurse, to make sure everything was ok.

WC: 115

Stats:


Action: As stratedgized.

@Nicholas McCowan

He looked…. Mad? Sad? Grumpy? Or was it just his regular state? His mood seemed to be as murky as the pigeon’s poop. And that lazy wave, the grunt. What was that? Was it a hint that he wanted to break up for quite some time? Maybe her worries that she’d bore him to death sooner or later finally came into reality. Somehow him losing his captain status didn’t come across her mind as the cause of his sour mood. Her eyes glued on the boy, watching his every move. She played he loves me not game in her head, only to end up in a conclusion that he never was. But then the pigeons served him right by pooping all over him. She didn’t even notice that the pooping machine pooped on Harper’s eyes which was worse. It didn’t matter because Nicholas was tired of her scheming and tremendous affections to the point where he wanted to end their six months relationship in her head all because of that lazy half wave. After some time analysing his wave, it couldn’t even be categorised as a wave. And the combination of that and the grunt, there was no doubt that he wanted a break up.

Sta - 5 | Eva - 15 | Str - 5 Wis - 8 | Arc - 4 | Acc - 11 Terrible Presence Evasive Maneuvers ● Components

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Action Saddddddd:'(

Great! Marina had missed the start of the race. Well, her team members and opponents were soaring through the air. Marina was still on the ground. She pinched herself hoping that this was a bad dream and she would wake up, but it was reality.

At least most of her team members had gone pretty far, even so most of the Ravenclaws were in the same spot.

Stamina: 6-Evasion: 8-Strength: 6-Wisdom: 7-ArcPower: 5-Accuracy:8
Broom: Silver Arrow
Actions: As strategized
Abilities: None

Trees and thorns, Nicholas could deal with. He'd become accustomed to attempting to avoid their ilk, of ducking in between the outstretched arms of dangerous greenery. Even as branches snagged and bruised his limbs and his face, the racer felt little more than contempt for the course. He was hellbent on winning, and his eyes knew nothing but forward. Not even the sights of the other racers in their uniforms of ruby and sapphire could distract from what needed to be done. Not even the sight of his beleaguered girlfriend watching from the stands with her imagined scenarios for company.

Pigeons, on the other hand, pigeons absolutely could do that. He was not accustomed to the accursed sky rats. And he certainly wasn't prepared for their fecal matter. The poop from the pigeons rained down upon him like the misbegotten curse of a god with whom he didn't want to make an acquaintance.

"Oh, are you shitting me!?" He shouted, doing his best to wipe the region around his mouth of anything approaching dangerous material, the pun lost on him.

Stats: STA: 12 | EVA: 7 (6) | STR: 16 (15) | WIS: 7 (6) | ARC: 4 | ACC: 8 (6) Abilities: Foulplay | Statistically Relevant | Fearless Broom: Nimbus 1700 (+2 ACC +1 EVA +1 WIS +1 STR, Top Speed 6) Action: Strategised

Credit to Xailah Alptraum

The part-giant's large body rocketed through bushes upon bushes of thorns. There was no point in wasting energy when it came to dodging these hedges, he was going to get caught in them regardless. As he was surely and slowly falling behind the other races, Hugh found himself in familiar waters. He felt oddly calm about it. It was as if it was in his nature to be the slow moving, larger target.

Banking to one side, he at the very least made sure to keep his eyes in the race. Marina had fallen behind somehow, but she still had time to catch up with the others. The rest of the team was well ahead of him already, though he did not envy the way Nicholas was looking. "Bloody hell, McCowan. That's disgusting." Hugh grumbled to himself, praying that those damn birds stayed far away from him this time. Or he'd make sure he got himself a nice new feathery coat after the race...

Stats: Sta: 15 - Eva: 6 - Wis: 10 - Str: 10 - Arc: 1 - Acc: 7 Abilities: Part-Giant Broom: Autumn Cruise (+2 All Stats aside from Evasion, Top Speed 5) Action: As strategized

Credit to Xailah Alptraum

⬩Cat's Grace |☆| Blindvision⬩

The race was off to an exciting start, though one of Gryffindor's own would get caught behind, that would not keep the rest from barreling through a thick patch of foliage. The trees were the first obstacle up; typically not much of a challenge in an of themselves, however this particular webbing would prove otherwise. It did not snare, like similar obstacles before it from past races, but it did not hold back on it's limbs. Their spindly spines stuck out like needles- pointing fingers ready to jab anyone or anything that dared to pass by.

Out of all her brooms, it would seem Delta was going to be the one that would be giving Xailah the most trouble. Though the ride had been fairly smooth at the start, Delta did not hesitate to send his rider through the thickest patches of leafage that fell in their way. It was silly perhaps, to place blame on the broom, but having raced for nearly two years (and flown for far longer), Xailah had come to understand that brooms did have their own personalities and were, to a degree, sentient in a way. She hadn't had Delta as long as some of her other brooms, and was starting to regret not taking the time to break it in.

"Verdammt!" Damn it! The metamorph swore, as a flaccid tree limb scraped her square across the cheek. Porcelain bled crimson, marking the spot where she had been hit. Then came another smack, this time on one side of her chin. Her attention briefly dipped down to her broom. "Behave yourself, Delta!" She demanded with a snarl. "Or I will not hesitate to turn you into kindling!" She was not empty with her threats, even if she so loved her brooms.

She fought for control, succeeding long enough to break through the treeline and join three other racers ahead. Onwards they bolted, disturbing an overhead flock of pigeons. Thankfully, Delta did not decide to misbehave when passing by the birds. Unfortunately, her fellow Gryffindor racer Nicholas, had been selected as a favorite among the grey flock. Simply put, they held nothing back for him. Nothing. Xailah was quite frankly shocked to witness the sickening bombardment; so much so, she intentionally maneuvered away from the boy out of blatant disgust. Well, better him than her, she supposed.

Delta

Model: Starsweeper XXI Effects: +3 to all stats. Auto-dodge attacks every three rounds. Speed: 6 ────────────────────────────────────────── Stam- 15 Eva- 16 Str- 5 Wis- 19 Arc- 7 Acc- 14