Quidditch Scrimmage 2021 PV

Credit to the wonderful Cassandra Ironwoods

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The Outfit

Mentioning: @Cassandra Ironwoods

And with that, the match began. Starlee wasn't quite the best flyer, especially on these wobbly school brooms, but she was ready to do her best with what she had. She did feel quite powerful with Cash's beater bat that she held, but sadly she wasn't going to use it quite yet. She flew around the field, watching as one of their team's chasers caught the ball, and swiftly made a goal. She cheered, excited to see that they were winning. Granted, it was only ten points so far, but still.

Watching from this view was totally different. It was like she was in the game... cause... well... she was in it. She redoubled her efforts and continued to scan the pitch to watch for anyone falling, it was most people's first match after all and she didn't want people to be out of it so quickly. Luckily it seemed that the Hollythorn beaters' aims were off, as her own beater parter, Bridget, managed to nimbly avoid them, saving their seeker, from certain doom, or well, just hitching a ride with Starlee for a bit.

The match progressed onward, with the Pitch Please's keeper managing to block Pericles's shot, and then another successful score was made by Opeila. 20-0 already, and no one needed saving! She just hoped that the seeker could manage to find the snitch before the other team. She could hear faintly the girl yelling something about... Chocolate? Perhaps she was hungry? She really should have eaten before the match.

Action: Doing as Strategized
Stats: Sta: 4 | Eva: 6 | Str: 6 | Wis: 8 | Arc: 6 | Acc: 5
Abilities: Healing Sage
Broom: School Broom

Hex Code #4B0082 - English #3c78d8 - French #008080 - Latin #800000 - Spanish

Interact With @Henry Knight @Kage Suzuki @Nicholas McCowan

Mention(s) Aurora Ranvier | Bridget Collins Emma Murray | Erin Ryan | James Holling Opeila Winters | Pericles Dralt | Rose Moon The game in general Saturday Brisk Morning Quidditch Scrimmage 2021

Beanie ♣ Glasses ♣ Sweatshirt ♣ Beater Bats
Sweatpants ♣ Shoes ♣ Throw Blanket

Soon one by one of their team mates showed up at the Quidditch Pitch. Cash would be lying if they say they did not feel nervous for this game. Although there was no stake that being battle in this scrimmage, still a Quidditch game is a Quidditch game. Before the game started, the former Quidditch player turned Duelist (Bridget) came talked to the green eyes.

She said something about if Cash see or think anything, the can shout it to the former Beater since Cash was not in the fray. "Sure"Cash replied to her. Thus when all the players for both teams were up in the air, the Quaffle had been tossed, the game begin. All six players from both of the team into the scrimmage to win the possession of the red ball.

"Bloody hell!"Cash never seen a lot of limbs fighting to have the Quaffle. Cash was seating on one of the spectator stand and they can see it clearly who won the first Quffle tossed. "Hell yeah!"The purple haired punching the air to released their excitement. "Come on, Henry! Are you gonna let that?"Cash teased Henry since the curly haired first year (Emma) stole the Quffle from under his nose.

"Stick to Dueling, mate. Quidditch did not suited you"The young Ironwoods insulted their friend playfully. Cash was seating at the edge of their seat when Emma fly towards the opposite hoops that was being guarded by Rose. Call it beginner luck or maybe Emma had the skill for it. She tossed the ball and it entered one of the hoops. "Whoop!"Cash was excited.

For the first time since they become a Quidditch player, they now experience what their friends feel when Cash's friend watched the second year in action. The second Quaffle tossed had not been so different from the first one. Although Pericles managed to win the tossed, he was not successful when he wanted to make a score for his team.

Cash pointed to Holling when the blonde first year swatted Pericles attempt in such a flawless move. "That how you do it"The Cuban descendant cupping their hands to amplified their voice. The last and final Quaffle tossed was won by Opeila. Cash's dorm mate. The duelist also managed to score.

That make their team win by 20 points so far. Cash had a big smile on their face. They never know some of their school mates had that Quidditch talent in them. Meanwhile Bridget who acting as their team Captain for today match, throwing herself selflessly to protect their seeker. "Is that all you have, mates?"Cash egged the other team Beaters.

Sure they was not as strong as Erin or had the same experience as Cash but both of the opposing beaters are not that shabby. Bridget also managed to evaded both attacked of the bludger that was sent to Aurora way. The Beater never watched Bridget in action before they replace her but Cash know that Bridget was a decent player when she still played for Slytherin Quidditch team.

Then Cash heard faintly their seeker screaming about chocolate. Why in the world that she scream chocolate, Cash snickered to themselves. First the game was entertaining enough and now someone screaming about chocolate. Cash once again cupping their hands around their mouth.

"If you guys managed to win this game, I treat all of you some chocolate"The green eyes replied back. Maybe the girl was craving some chocolate. Cash shrugged their shoulder, leaned back and continue watching the game.

Hollythorn vs Pitch Please

Action : Benched

The quaffle was thrown and they were off. Immediately Nicholas knew exactly what he needed to do, it had never been in any doubt. He shot a glance to the other beater on his team, hoping to catch his fellow Gryffindor first year's eyes before all chaos unfurled. If he did so, the nod given would be simple, a wordless affirmation of what needed to be done. The opposing seeker needed to hit the ground.

Suzuki's bludger shot towards the seeker, her aim true. For his part, Nicholas hit the bludger with as much force as he could muster, the bat still somewhat unfamiliar in his hand. Yet, the movement came naturally and he could see that it was at least heading in the general direction of the Slytherin girl. But it was not to be, one of the opposing beaters had thrown herself in the path, luring the iron balls from their targets before deftly dodging them both. Nicholas shot air through his teeth, disappointed with the failure, before pulling his broomstick aside to reposition himself. There was no time to feel sorry for himself.

Still, the launching of the bludgers had shown just how real the game of quidditch was, and it seemed that the benched seeker from Pitch Please was certainly in the spirit of the game. Shouting friendly ribbing towards himself and his fellow beater. Nicholas could feel the blush forming on the back of his neck, he didn't particularly enjoy his mistakes being brought to the attention of the entire pitch. Still, the opposing seeker was shouting something about chocolate, so he felt somewhat comfortable knowing that the attention of those watching would be drawn into figuring out what she meant. Nicholas dared not allow himself time to think about what she was saying, or possibly implying, time spent thinking was less time spent flying. There was a game to win.

Nicholas reared his broom around, doing his best to position himself in such a way that he'd be able to do what was needed. They were down in points, but not by a lot, and not due to a lack of effort or trying on behalf of their team. He was confident, Hollythorn was beginning to ramp up.

Action: As Strategised
Stats: STA: 7 | EVA: 6 | STR: 8 | WIS: 6 | ARC: 4 | ACC: 4
Abilities: Foulplay
Broom: School Broom
Mentioning: @Kage Suzuki, @Aurora Ranvier, @Bridget Collins & @Cassandra Ironwoods

_{Credit goes to Cash Ironwoods}

Interacting: @Cassandra Ironwoods | @Rose Moon
Mentioning: @Starlee Kennedy|@Pericles Dralt|@Gia Adelard|@Nicholas McCowan|@Aurora Ranvier | @Bridget Collins | @Emma Murray
Outfit|Hoodie|Pendant(Hidden)

~ Broom ~ ~ School Broom

~ Abilities ~ ~ Werewolf Racial Abilities ~ Prodigal Charms Learner

Rose nodded and smirked. "I see." She knew Cash and Henry were close, and that Cash was a Quidditch player, so it didn't surprise her that Cash convinced him to come to the Quidditch Scrimmage.

As the players mounted their brooms, Rose's nervous energy mounted as well. "Come on, Team Hollythorn," The redhead whispered. They kicked off. Rose scanned the field, then took up her place at the three golden hoops.

The game began.

For the first Quaffle grab, one of the girls on the opposing team grabbed the red ball, and sped towards Rose. Rose darted towards her on her broom, but the ball went through the hoop anyway. A stab of frustration overtook her senses, and she bit her gums. Pericles was quick to grab it. Rose's eyes traced the leather ball as it raced away, towards the other side of the hoops, but the Keeper on the other side was able to block it away. Rose grimaced. Ten to zero.

Opeila came towards her, and Rose tried to swerve around to catch the Quaffle again, but failed. Twenty to zero.

Again. God, wasn't she good at anything? She had done this just to see what it was like to not fail completely, and now, what was she doing? Failing completely. Why was she so horrible at things she was so passionate about? Her team was counting on her, and she was just... letting the Quaffle fly through the hoops with ease. Maybe she should just give up now. Even Anastasia Beckett would do this better than her. Even though she was a failure, she was not a quitter.

This was all fun and games to everyone else.

To Rose, this was a matter of dignity.

This was a matter of identity.

For Moderation-

Action: As Strategized

Abilities: Keen Eye | Lovely Creature Allies: Team Hollythorn/Two Broom: School Broom

Stats: Stamina- 6 Evasion- 8 Strength- 5 Wisdom- 9 ArcPower- 7 Accuracy- 5

If she had still been playing for Slytherin, the release of the Quaffles would have meant the immediate search for a bludger to hit at an opponent, likely with one of the Chasers going in for a blatch. In other words, the snakes' playing style very much revolved around removing all threats as quickly as possible. But not today; this was a scrimmage, a chance for students to play in a Quidditch match where they otherwise may never have. Eliminating the competition would be an effective approach, to be sure, with the lack of second-strings. Such brutality was hardly necessary, so instead she sat back, loosely trailing their Seeker and keeping an eye out. Seekers were the primary target of most Quidditch attacks, after all, and without an offensive start, they could play it defensively, ensuring they didn't lose anyone.

And indeed, both of the opposing Beaters took aim at Aurora, their bludgers hurtling toward the small figure. She supposed the girl could be sturdier than she looked, but the fact remained that Aurora was tiny and likely to be knocked off her broom from even one of those balls of metal. As planned, Bridget flew into the path of the bludgers, bracing herself. She figured she could take a hit and be fine, and Starlee was there to catch her if she fell, a possibility she'd much rather avoid if she could. Bludgers hurt. Redirecting the bludgers to her was easy enough; they had a sort of sentience to them, so while they'd go where you hit them, coming close to another player could have them veering off course, simply seeking out impact. The harder part was getting close enough for that to happen and then not getting hit, but she managed, spinning out of the way of one and just barely ducking under the other.

After that rush of adrenaline, she was afforded a moment to catch her breath. Their Chasers were doing well, securing the Quaffle twice and scoring on both attempts, as was their Keeper, who blocked the shot that came his way. "Nice shots! And great block, James!" It was notable that Team Hollythorn had sent all three of their Chasers after the leather ball as well, a contrast to official matches where such numbers frequently couldn't be afforded. With a glance at the Seekers, neither of their movements indicated they'd located the Snitch, which probably meant they hadn't seen it. With no game experience, she'd be surprised if they didn't get excited the moment they saw it and head straight after the golden ball.

Unlike most everyone else on the Pitch, she was near enough to Aurora to decipher what she was actually saying. She was establishing 'chocolate' as code for 'I'm falling, please catch me' it seemed, understandably after she'd become the target of two bludgers. It wasn't a bad idea, since the game could get quite hectic and a head turned the wrong way could mean missing a teammate's plummet to the ground.

Alright, then. They were doing just fine, had even started on an early lead. No one had been hit or eliminated and she now had a preliminary idea of how their opponents were approaching this game. Her teammates had all started well, none of them looking particularly lost. If they could keep this up, this would be a good game.

Action: Doing as strategized
Stats: 7 STA • 9 EVA • 7 STR • 10 WIS • 7 ARC • 8 ACC
Abilities: Sixth Sense • Evasive Maneuvers • Prodigal DADA Learner
Broom: Tinderblast - In the role of Beater, if an ALLY dodges a bludger during the round, there is a 20% chance that you catch that bludger with your bat and you send it at a RANDOM enemy target.

Mentioning: Team Hollythorn/2

Outfit

#666

Abilities: Obnoxiously Strong

Stats: |Sta: 5 |Eva: 7 |Str: 5 |Wis: 6 |Arc:7 |Acc: 5|

Actions: Doing as strategized

Broom: School Broom

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Whacking bludgers was pretty much the same as whacking baseballs, but it was harder since you were basically moving around at high speed on a rickety broom that threatened to throw you off at every sharp turn.

It was still exciting. Watching the bludger hurtle towards her at even higher speeds, she raised the bat, and whacked the bludger with all she had towards the other team's Seeker. Watching dejectedly as the bludger didn't hit it's target, Suzuki veered towards the other side of the pitch, keeping an eye out for any other bludgers that might come to whack her in the face.

Stifling a yawn, she watched as the other team's beater threw herself in the way of the bludgers, dodging one, and not getting hit. Pity. After she heard some girl scream about... Chocolate? Or was it something else? Probably a secret code- it was pretty smart to have those so you could communicate secretively and without other teams knowing what plan you're hatching.
But then again, it didn't really affect much in the long run. You win or you don't.

When Cecily Quinn threw the Quaffle in the air, Violet raced off with the other chasers, feeling a bit insecure of herself at first. It seemed like the Gryffindor and opposite team chaser Emma Murray had snatched the quaffle and scored into the hoops. Violet was disappointed, however she reassured herself by remembering that it was only the start of the game. When she saw Pericles, another chaser of their team take the Quaffle, her hopes went up and she would have wished they had scored, however the opposite keeper blocked him and he was unable to do so.


Violet raced again for the Quaffle, trying to snatch it from Emma however Opeila Winters had grabbed the Quaffle before Vi could react once more. She waited and saw how the older girl passed the ball through the hoops and scored another 10 points for their team.

Violet did think that this was just a game and not a official match, but the thought of losing wasn't nice. She would try her best to succeed, but she wouldn't be mad at anyone if she would just lose.

Her thoughts stopped when she heard the seeker of Pitch Please yell something that sounded like "Chocolate". Violet blinked and tried focusing on what she had to do on this unofficial match, however the thought of using chocolate as a safeword was pretty funny, in her opinion.

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Statistics: Stamina: 6 Evasion: 8 Strength: 1 Wisdom: 10 Arcane: 2 Accuracy: 8
Abilities: n/a
Action: As strategized

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Well, the first round played out quite interestingly.

The referee threw the ball - she threw the ball up, what happened if no one caught it? - and as strategized earlier, Everly and the other Chasers raced to grab it. Thankfully, one of their Chasers managed to snatch it, scoring a goal on Rose. Ten points already!

And then - number two! This time that Ravenclaw duellist grabbed it. Wincing as she watched him head towards the goal, trying to lean forward, and then cheering when their Keeper managed to block.

For the third toss, Everly wasn't able to get the Quaffle yet again. Somewhat disappointed in her Quidditch abilities thus far, Everly watched, cheering Opeila on as she secured another goal for Pitch Please. Twenty points already! They should keep it up.

And, Everly should get better.

Glancing up, she noted the Seekers both had no luck so far. That was both good and bad - the other team was in a worse position than they were, but still, they wanted to get that Snitch as soon as possible.

Taking a second to consider the differences between Quidditch and duelling - Everly wasn't always on the watch for a jet of some spell's color coming her way, just the black balls. In fact, she wasn't doing that much with her feet. What happened if your feet fell asleep in the middle of a game? Everly mused.

Quidditch was quite intriguing.

ACTION | doing as strategized!
HEALTH | 600/600
sta 6 | eva 7 | str 0 | wis 7 | arc 4 | acc 6
seer

school broom | nothing interesting
chaser

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