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Ability -- Lovely Creature (Approved)
First Magic (Approved)

A second year (I edited this for you as they start their school at 10), you sometimes hear things. The impending broom race at Hogwarts after the defeat the Quidditch team suffered at Hogwarts has gotten the student body riled. There is a concern for pranking, apparently unlike Durmstrang Hogwarts has a lot of half-breeds. They were not defeated by wizards but rather by freaks.

UPDATE

Romeo Marchonné

Statistics- 41 Points to match Piérre's
Stamina- 7
Strength- 10 (11 Obnoxiously Strong)
Evasion- 7
Accuracy- 10
Wisdom- 7
ArcPower- 0

Broom- Moontrimmer (+3 to two stats and 10% Dodge Chance)
Role- Former First-String Keeper to Durmstrang
Current Broom-Racer for Durmstrang

Year One- Obnoxiously Strong (+10% Strength) [APPROVED]

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Ever since I joined this marvelous world of magic, I've been asked one question invariably: Are you part Giant?

'You certainly don't look tall enough to be one.' Some would say. 'How in the world can you lift something that's nearly three fourths your size? Giant blood, surely?' I would only shrug before smiling and turning back to my books. Durmstrang had been more of the common questioners. After all, in Hogwarts, part-giants were more common. I wasn't really questioned much, being only a meek 4'11" when I first entered the school and having grown a whopping 2 inches since I've transferred to Durmstrang.

Really, I owe everything to Maddie. It was only through her efforts and her... ahem... assertive methods of speech that I was ably accepted into this school. Of course, no student would be able to attend if they could not first make it to the school itself. Survival of the fittest, as the motto implied. With this I had no issue. I had learned of the culture ahead of time, before I even considered transferring from the comfortable halls of Hogwarts, though perhaps I should have stayed in the four house's halls for a bit longer, since letters from dearest Piérre informed me of some dramatic events that could have proved helpful for preparing me for the survivalist tendencies with Durmstrang.

Even without preparation, however, (though I should not say that I was completely without preparation, for I have had some experiences with camping, fishing, and some handling with a bow,) I managed quite excellently. Within a week of my first arrival on the banks of the appointed assessment, I had finally made my way to the school itself no worse for wear than a small scar over my right eye; a trophy from an interaction that does not deserve to be mentioned here. Yet, I do not think too much about it now. Piérre is unaffected by it, which I suppose is for the better knowing that it is silent knowledge that Durmstrang shapes its students by borderline militaristic ways.

As to my strength... Well, there is not much that I can truly say about it. I have always been strong. My first Muggle guardians always asked my help picking things up, unloading groceries, pitching or felling tents. Unlike Piérre, it seemed, who received natural agility and a general tendency to be slipperier than an eel. Yin and Yang, I have no doubt.

Ever since settling myself in Durmstrang, I have been studious and uncomplacent, always seeking to improve myself no matter what. As my "Ravenclaw" tendencies proved, I yearned for knowledge, and yet, I still felt that with all my efforts, I was still much stronger than most people I had the pleasure to run into. One of these people was Hans-- Hanzo if he really wants me to call him by his proper name-- who told me about the Quidditch team of Durmstrang. Truth be told, I had not heard much about the team; Hogwarts' four teams being rather empowering and the other magic schools having their means and methods of success. Nevertheless, I decided to join anyways. I had to do something to put my unnatural strength to use, though my form did not seem to imply my strength at all.

Having played with the team for an entire year, I am more confident in my strength, and with the team now heading for the large stage, I am more than excited to prove myself worthy of being a student of Durmstrang, despite my transference from this school that we are now competing against.

May the best team win.

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Year 2- Perfectionist I (-1 Critical Fail Chance) [NEW]

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Many people consider me to be all brawn and no brains. I desire to prove them wrong. I wish to hybridize my strength and my wisdom, fuse them into one so that I may become an unstoppable opponent, both in the magical and in practical situations. Of course, in Quidditch, there is little to no use for such a prowess, but I am not only aiming to simply be a monkey of brute force for my entire life. I intent to follow a path that I have aspired towards ever since I first went shopping in Diagon Alley.

I desire to become a Wandmaker. I want to create arcane implements and help children like myself, who had been raised by Muggles and had been unaware of the magical world entirely. Perhaps, by having once been in their situation, I can sympathize and closer connect with them and others.

But first, to do that, I will have to master the art of the wand. Certainly, I am too young to practice wordless or Wandless magic altogether, and I am not yet capable of creating or buying a new wand, butt I am conditioned enough with magic that I can begin to refine my ability to cast magic efficiently and effectively. In order to do that, I have to practice meticulously, efficiently, and flawlessly.

I have known myself to be a person desiring perfection, even as impossible as it sounds. I cannot fathom failing, or heaven forbid, a spell backfiring upon me. Even though I could easily take the blow, my pride would not permit it, let alone the embarrassment that the event would monger. Therefore, even at home, I practiced motions and incantation, utilizing a branch instead of a wand to avoid accidental spellcasting. After all, I cannot have my record tarnished by defying the Trace, especially if I am aspiring for such a high cause and job which requires not only raw knowledge, but also a reputation of respect and trust.

One by one, I meticulously practiced and rehearsed spells and incantations. One mistake is all it takes, one mistake, one misstep. My frustration was great, I assure you, but in the end, I did find myself becoming more and more effective, avoiding needless and senseless mistakes, and my effectiveness in casting spells slightly increased. Of course, there is more room for improvement, and I seek to ensure that eventually I not only will become an effective hand to hand fighter and spellmaster, but I will also never make a false move in casting ever again.

Just you wait... Just you wait...

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APPROVED
Ability Approved
Stats approved, with a minor edit: I'm removing the "(11 Obnoxiously Strong)" to avoid confusion, since it doesn't really work in that way and it's more 10% of current stat - which could be affected by debuffs or buffs.

Papertrail of Stats ---
Statistics- 36 Points to match Piérre's + 5 for graduation = 41
Stamina- 7
Strength- 10 (11 Obnoxiously Strong)
Evasion- 7
Accuracy- 8 + 2 = 10
Wisdom- 4 + 3 = 7
ArcPower- 0

There has been a lot of fuss in the media regarding squibs, purebloods and muggles. Another point of contention for many is half-breeds. Something that Hogwarts is infamous for. There have been some strange happenstances occurring in Durmstrang since they met Hogwarts on the pitch. This sense of unease and paranoia. An interest in the literal (rather than the metaphorical or edgy) darkness. A feeling of being watched or followed. There have been rumors that someone may be starting some trouble in Hogwarts.

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Athena Storm Julian-Tanique

Name: Athena Storm Julian-Tanique
Age: 11
Year: 2nd
Gender: Female
Sexuality: TBD
Race: Human
Blood Status: Pure Blood
Stats:

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~ Evasion: 10
~ Accuracy: 10
~ ArcPower: 3
~ Wisdom: 2
~ Strength: 0
~ Stamina: 10
= total of 35

Abilities: None yet


Backstory: Athena comes from a huge family, with crazy siblings and even crazier parents. Despite being full blooded wizards, her parents made a point of introducing and raising their kids with muggle culture as well as magic. Their house is a huge, chaotic place. The concept of privacy or sole ownership of an item, typically hairbrushes, is alien. Her older brother was scratched by a werewolf when he was young, and ever since then her family has had to tip toe around him. Once he found and joined the London werewolf pack, things settled down again. Athena stumbled upon videogames during her sixth birthday, and ever since then she’d been hooked. For the next five years of her life, she did her best in muggle school (Which her parents had made all their kids go to before reaching Hogwarts) and then would come home and power up her playstation. Anything from minecraft to racing games, to rpgs. Of course, she was terrible for the first few years, but slowly she started building up her skills.

Personality: Athena tends to get incredibly competitive, particularly when it comes to sports. She is a hothead who after setting a goal, doesn’t steer from it for any reason. Kind of triggerhappy, Athe is nearly suffocatingly protective of those she loves, and will not hesitate to throw hands if you pick on her family. Of course that has never stopped HER from smacking her little brothers over the head. The thought process here is: “No one can beat them up but me”. All in a joking manner, of course she doesn’t actually BEAT THEM UP. Just thought to clarify.

Appearance: Dark skin and hazel eyes, curly hair which tends to puff up because of humidity. To avoid dealing with this, she usually wears a backward baseball cap, or does box braids. Sometimes, she just lets it curl up and fall over her shoulders, especially when she’s stressed and doesn’t have the energy to deal with it. Athe is a huge fan of short shorts and crop top, although you’ll also see her in skinny jeans and ponchos some days.

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Theme Song: Tik Tok by Kesha
Faceclaim: Sayria Jade
Broom Racer: No
Quidditch: Yes
Duelist: No

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Status: Pending
Stats - You're missing Strength on the stats. I assume it's Strength: 0, however, I wanted to give you a chance to edit this in case it's correct. Please review this and add your strength stat (even if it's 0).

Approved - Stats and character. You have one ability slot. If you wish to claim this, please post again with the ability application to do so.

Also just as a note: please remember that Athena's brother cannot turn her or anyone else into a werewolf at any point. Also please don't reference the "London werewolf pack" as the only pack or anything as there may be others within London. He's welcome to have found a pack and left, essentially, though.

iNPC: Milena Sergejevna Orlova

1.) Is your character a Broom Racer?: No.
2.) Is your character a Quidditch Player?: No.
3.) Is your character a Duelist?: Maybe... No.

4.) Stats: 45+5=50 => + 2 Eva +3 Wis
Stamina: 6
Evasion: 10
Strength: 8
Wisdom: 10
Arcane Power: 9
Accuracy: 7

5.) Abilities:
Ability 4: Sixth sense:

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Growing up with two sets of twins was very conducive to learning to keep an eye out for anything not fitting in your surroundings. Over time her ability to evade had truly evolved into a sixth sense for things amiss around her.

While she was only very rarely an active participant in her sibling’s prank wars, there was no one that escaped an property-wide prank war unscathed. Everyone ended up triggering some traps that were either intended for no one in particular or for someone else, nevermind the pranks intended for them. While she wouldn’t deny that it can be fun, and her siblings generally kept from away from humiliating pranks, it was still enough of a hazard that Milena had always tried to avoid it as much as possible. Not that she had been above some nice bout of retaliatory pranks in return.

Still, she had developed her spatial awareness in a sort of skill that warned her if something was not the way it was supposed to be. If furniture had (been) moved, for example, that was always a warning sign. If it felt like the path from door to door seemed longer, it probably meant that someone had done something to the door again – Fyodor had had a phase where he loved to cover the hallway floors in what wasn’t exactly glue: while the floor was slightly sticky-ish, one did not actually stick to it. But it did make walking over it minimally harder.

Or the time Ivan had somehow caught a whole bunch of Black-capped marmots … Fun fact: if your settee cushions are moving, do not sit down on it. So. Yeah. Lesson learned there. She would never again just consider that a trick of the light or something and ignore it without investigating. That had not been a fun evening. But at least Ivan had not gotten away unscathed either – especially not after their parents forced him to carry the – by then irate – marmots back outside. He’d ended up even more scratched up than she did in the end.

Or the time their parents had had enough of the shenanigans and finally decided to get involved and retaliated? If the floor looks like it has a ripple effect – do not trust it. It will lead to your doom – otherwise known as an involuntary bath in what seemed to be river water but probably wasn’t. Not a fun moment when the floor disappeared underneath your feet and drops you into a vat of water below. Still, at least their parents got all five of them at once with that trick.

Not all of her time growing up was as hazardous, there was a lot of down time where their family just enjoyed time together, too, but it certainly helped develop a certain sixth sense.

WC: 469

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Ability and stats approved.

You saw something you should not have. Definitely not. Something is wrong with a few of the students in Durmstrang. They just seem...hollow. Vacant stares and a whispering voice that lacks inflection, they are alive but they are not living. That was not the strange part, despite the fact that they used to be vibrant youngsters, people change. The problem was their lack of a shadow. It sounds crazy and of course it is! Some people do not have a shadow and while you can prove it, it sounds ridiculous to say. As for who? Hard to say, it was nobody that stood out, in fact that was what made them so special, their mundane nature. The way that they blended in with the world around them. The way they lacked that spark anyone with a soul should have.

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Johannes Ambroży

Speciality
1.) Is your character a Broom Racer?: Yes.
2.) Is your character a Quidditch Player?: No.
3.) Is your character a Duelist?: No.

Broom: Not yet,,, unless?

Statistics
Stamina: 7
Evasion: 8
Strength: 8
Wisdom: 6
ArcPower: 7
Accuracy: 9

[45/45]
+3 Evasion, +1 Stamina, +1 Strength
Old Stats

Abilities
Ability 1 | Foulplay - Approved.
Ability 2 | Charmer - Approved.
Ability 3 | Evasive Maneuvers - Applying.

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Meadows of thick green grass and colourful wildflowers surrounding on all sides, Johannes' earliest memories were fuzzy with time and turned bittersweet with fate, but at the very least he could remember that his adventures tagging along Asriel in the Polish countryside were spent on foot. They went off the worn dirt road by Johann's direction so much that there was no need for bikes or other transportation like the ones he and his German peers became so fond of. A naturally fast kid with the speed that let him take the lead in the first half of every race, he used to pride himself more in bursts of speed than the very bad endurance that kept Asriel on top in the long run.

When he had been shipped off to Germany and placed into a different school at 8, he'd already been well-acquainted with the air under his feet and tough bark against his skin, the impact of ground meeting leather soles and the seasons nipping at his back. His departure from the golden fields to the concrete city of Frankfurt signified a shift from the free carelessness conveyed in the backfields of the Polish countryside to the peculiar combination of proper pureblood etiquette placed alongside modern society.

The next year was the first time he'd been on a proper broom by himself, zooming through the azure sky in circles around his grandfather as Alexander Manfred looked up from below, standing in the middle of a pretty green meadow that mirrored the Polish countryside he had just left. A few weeks after that, the Olympics had shown live on the television. Passing by an electronics shop was the only reason why he had even seen it, the screen protected behind glass windows as people flipped and jumped in competition, a crowd formed around it. Johannes had promptly begged his grandfather into taking afterschool gymnastics classes.

Okay, wait a second. That's enough prose-y rambling about the past. We're talking about the now- talking less about the wholesome slice of his life turned foul. The present. The last month of summer and the beginning of the new year. As much as a straight shot Johannes was turning out to be, it seemed that wandwork wasn't his forte. Especially when it came to funny things like duelling- summer camp was only an embarrassing tipping point to an already subpar area. He wasn't bad at aim or anything- years of messing around and finetuning his motor skills to give him some edge negated any such thought- but it was if everything in the universe collided to give him the worst hand of cards. Sometimes it was the sun, sometimes it was the heat, most of the time it was his wand freaking out on him. He used magic often for the little things- pranks and practicalities- but it seemed that the instrument felt more like a pacifist's tool in the barest of concepts. What a disappointing thought, but something that just had to be accepted.

It didn't matter anyway. Duelling involved standing on guard, but standing guarded still as a mother tree. Advance, defend- it was both the same in keeping rooted. Johannes was not the pinnacle of steadiness. He could hold his own and attack back like any other, but to so in the open, without cover or chance of escape? That would not do. He lived and breathed in the split second of the quickdraw, the wind stinging at his eyes as it rushed over him, the feeling of freedom in his bones tempered by danger and adrenaline.

The last month after summer camp and the first of the new year, he started to train just a bit harder than usual. Not for pure strength like some of the more intimidating tanks of Durmstrang, not for magic- his roughened knuckles and scraped palms could not match up to the pretty hands soft with physical idleness- but for speed and agility. If he won't stand to bear the blows head-on, if he could not fire back jets of power from the pool of magic in his veins, then maybe he could attempt to avoid them altogether. Avoid them and hit back hard when they wouldn't see him coming.

During his last month of summer in Germany, he researched and executed heavily the very basics of parkour to get around quicker between his paperboy job, errands, and his free time without a bike. The thrill of leaping and flipping through the air combined his affinity for gymnastics with the rush of constant motion, a light dollop of danger and flair atop the finest cake. He questioned his gymnastic coaches on how to keep limber "at boarding school"- easy cop-out, and it wasn't wrong- and took diligent notes to take with him back to Durmstrang.

There was a feral need to capture that feeling and prolong it- and if he could combine the muggle-type nature to the wizarding world that his ancestors buried? Well, that just made the deal all the sweeter. His first day back to Durmstrang after classes, he picked up a school broom and sought out the flying and racing instructors, promoting some of the racers in his group up the ranks to learn a bit from them. His reputation preceded him and rumours started up- soon he had to shoulder past sceptics whispering in contemplation at whatever trick he was planning- but he would not budge in his mission. Things were going to look up, he was sure of it. If not, well. He was going to take fate in fist and make it.

[WC: 938]

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Status: Approved

A little bit of social unrest never hurt anybody? No, it really really has. There has been some contention as of late, particularly in her school. For years there has been mentions in the media regarding tensions between these two groups. What is of more interesting note is that there is a club forming, a sort of half-breed advocacy group in Durmstrang. There are no half-breeds (as far as anyone is aware) in the school, but there are some students who feel that we should be admitting them for the sake of 'inclusion' which has become a hot-topic for some students. No club has actually formed yet but there is something in the makings, you have heard a few people that share your sleeping quarters mention it but they clammed up as soon as they noticed you standing there.

iNPC Update

Character: Cielle Johansen

Is your character a Broom Racer?: YES
Is your character a Quidditch Player?: NO
Is your character a Duelist? NO

Broom: Comet 180 [+2 accuracy, +1 evasion, +1 stamina]

Statistics: second year [Durmstrang third year]
Stamina 9│Strength 9│Evasion 7
Wisdom 3│Arcane Power 3│Accuracy 9
[+1 to stamina, +1 to strength, +3 Accuracy]

Abilities:
1st year: Lovely Creature [Accepted]
2nd year: Statistically Relevant [+2 evasion]
Application:

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Cielle always managed to get out of the way in time. When she played tag as a child, she always won, managing to dodge the outstretched hand with ease. Her friends wondered how she did it. Cielle was taller and faster, of course, so luck was on her side anyway - but even when they did catch up to her, the agile Cielle still managed to avoid getting tagged. When she was older, she began to challenge the older children and often fought with them - sometimes playfully, other times not. Cielle was strong, but they were stronger... and yet, she still managed to get out unscathed most of the time. Their punches always seemed to miss and connect with air rather than Cielle, which the young girl found rather amusing at times.

Her luck and agility also aided her in her pranks. Cielle's mischief-making has often resulted in an adult chasing after her with a frying pan in their hands, threatening to tell her parents (not that it would have done much, anyway. Carmen and Filip often turned a blind eye when it came to Cielle and her wild adventures.) The trapeze artist would only laugh in response and weave in and out of the caravans, even mocking the adults with sarcastic comments as they stumbled their way around the campsite to her. When they finally gave up chasing her and threw the frying pan, Cielle simply ducked or stepped to the side, watching it fly past her with a grin before leaping away to rejoin her friends and prank someone else.

It helped at Durmstrang, too. Cielle disliked Quidditch (she might have made a good Beater with her strength, but she didn't do well with team sports, especially when she wasn't the leader), but there was also Broom Racing, and that was where Cielle shone. It was perfect for her independant, competitive nature, a sport where it was every man for himself. That wasn't to say it was easy for her either. Sometimes the other racers would cast spells at her, hoping to knock her off her broom or into someone else, and Cielle was hopeless with magic, so it wasn't like she could defend herself either. She used her quick reflexes to her advantage - it was either get hit with a spell and lose, or dodge it and win.

Whether it was instinct or pure luck, Cielle didn't care. As long as she could win.

Word Count: 409

Approved - Stats & Ability

There has always been a sense of pureblood supremacy. No shocker there. There have been movements to be more inclusive with muggleborns, half-breeds and even squibs. "Too far" most purebloods claimed. Several pureblood parents have threatened to withdraw their children if the administration bent on what has made Durmstrang proud and excellent for so any years.

〚YEAR 4〛→〚YEAR 5〛

Stat Update: (Total: 50)
Arcane Power: 8 → 10
Accuracy: 12 → 15

System:
Quidditch - No
Duelist - Yes
Broom Racer - No

Ability Update:
04 Terrible Presence lots of de-buffs to others

Approved
Just to clarify about the Terrible Presence ability though, it cannot be "turned off" around his sister so it would still affect her - even if he cares for her. It's active always.

You should keep a better eye on your little sister. She has a stalker or someone that is interested in her more than they should be. She has no idea what you saw, you might have even scared him/it off. Someone was going through her things. You never saw who or have any idea why. But there was one incident back at home where you heard noises coming from her room but she was not there. If you went in to investigate or scare them off, you would find nothing. Nobody. However all of the drawers were open. The closet also.

Update / Papertrail -

For anything pending / requires edits - if you have edited it and require someone to check it, please owl me.

@Flash Holmwood -
Post 1 - New stats, abilities and sport approved (by Lear, I think)
Post 2 - Approved new sport
@Lydia Cooper -
Post 1 - New stats, abilities and sport approved (by Lear, I think)
Post 2 - New sport approved
@Edric Banes - New stats, abilities and sport approved (by Lear, I think)
@Nessa Spriggin - There's a pending note on your application (by Lear, I think). I don't know if you have edited it since. If you have, please contact me and I'll review it.
@Henry Knight - Pending edits Approved by Lear.
@May Moonstar -
Post 1 - Sport approved (by Lear, I think). No new abilities or stats.
Post 2 - Stats approved. Pending ability.
@Rafael D'Spacito -
Post 1 - Ability approved. Stats and sports team pending.
Post 2 - Stats and sports approved
@Mars T'ien - Pending. Please see note on your history.
@Annie Morgan - Stats approved but the ability requires edits. Pending. Please owl me once edited.
@Anastasia Beckett - Stats, ability and sports approved
@Erik Tharaldson - Stats, ability and sports approved. [Note: You spell his name both Ilian and Illian. If you need an edit, please give me something to copy-paste with that as the only change]
@Evelynn Decipio - Stats, ability and sports approved. Information updated.
@Matrix Kaida - Reviewed and fully approved by Lear.
@Piérre Marchonné - Stats, abilities and sports approved.
@Jackson Lockwood - Missing strength stat, please double check this and update (even if it's Strength = 0). Owl me when updated so I can check it.
@Glen Pope - Stats and abilities approved. No sports.
@Astrea Soleil Neptune - Stats, ability and sports approved
@Ivy Bellamy - Stats, ability and sports approved
@Alan Vanes - Stats, ability and sports approved. Please check the clarification note on your application though.

If your name isn't on the list and you've posted and are awaiting checks, please contact me. I might have missed it.

Update:

@Jackson Lockwood - Approved edits. Please check notes on your application. You have an ability slot left that you can use, if you wish to. Please apply before the deadline, if so.
@Annie Morgan - Approved edits + stats.