Quidditch wouldn't wait Unofficial

Team 2
Broom: Silver Arrow (+3 to all stats)
Position: Second String Beater
Action: Sticking to the plan!

Rascal had been so offended that they weren't on their team's first string that they entirely weren't paying attention during the opening moves of the match. They just couldn't believe it. This motley crew of various Quidditch players to-be had one of the famous Ragg family on their team and yet had decided to put them in Second String?!

Fine, if that's how they were going to play it then Rascal was going to be the best damn Second String the sport had ever seen before. It was time to focus up and get serious.

Or as serious as one could get when sitting on the bench.

Some other second strings were opting to cheer or boo, attempt to throw off other players or encourage them. It definitely seemed to be having some effect, one of the players seemed to have a distinctly rattled confidence now. Was that the smart play? Or perhaps there was some other way Rascal could assist their team from here?

The first-year's eyes tracked the game as it continued, watching every movement of the brooms, both sloppy and refined. Watching the bludgers soar violently around the pitch. Rascal just hoped the match didn't end before they got their chance to get up there.

Quick were Maisie's hands as she reached for the Quaffle the moment it flew into the air. Her arms were outstretched, fingertips touching the rough surface of the red ball when it was snatched away from her. "No!" The word escaped her mouth instinctively and she tried to grab it back, but the opposing chaser, a boy whom she'd never met, had a tight hold on the ball. Maisie watched in dismay as the red Quaffle soared in the air, speeding towards the hoops in a beautiful arc. Yet she was not able to prevent it. She was not able to catch it back.

Feeling defeated, she fly a bit higher, circling the pitch as she tried to come up with a plan. She wanted to get the ten points back for her team, seeing how it could've already been theirs. She watched as her fellow chasers tried to score but fail.

But there came a chance for her to score, and Maisie didn't want to miss it. She began to fly closer to her teammates, staying as close as physically possible, and then, in an intense moment between
Marcella, a fellow teammate and Osborn, she found a chance and she grabbed the ball, flying away the second her arms wrapped around it, as quickly as she could, and she threw the ball in through one of the hoops, feeling victorious.

Then the boy that had snatched the ball away from her at the start appeared by her side, and Maisie did not want to let go. Not at all. They struggled with the ball, and for a split second Maisie wondered how long it will take. But with a tug she pulled away with the ball in her hands, though the happiness that came with acquiring the ball was short lived, as when she tried to throw the ball into the hoops, she watched the ball being pushed off course by the opposing team.

STATS | stamina • 6 | evasion • 6+1 | strength • 5+1 | wisdom • 9+1 | arcane power • 6 | accuracy • 8+2

Broom: Nimbus 1700, +2 accuracy, +1 evasion, +1 wisdom, +1 strength

Abilities: keen eyes.|calming presence.

Actions: as strategized.

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Reducio

@Andy Loggins
@Denisse de Vera
@Octavian Taylor
@Marcella di Angelo
@Maisie Fenwick Rose Williams
@Riley Bluescar
@Elara Blackthorn-Vale
@Aaron Schwartz
@Ophelia Vanderbilt

The game certainly had a way of escalating, didn't it?

Poppy had thought, perhaps foolishly, that having something to snack on might distract her from the nerves she felt sitting on the bench. It was a fool's errand given her own nervous system. Some would say perhaps she should've known better. And shouldn't she? The girl no longer recoiled viscerally at these elements of magical society, but the sight of a bludger careening toward anyone? Toward one of her teammates? It was enough to have her at the edge of her seat.

Strategising with Ophelia helped.

While it didn't completely eliminate the thumping inside her chest, it gave the young girl something outside of herself and her panic to think about. What was the best way to play? What positions could use tightening? Had they left any doors open?

The scoreboard itself would say so. They were down – not by a lot – but still down. Poppy took solace in the fact that it was only the beginning of the match. There was still plenty of time to recover if they could only lock in.

If everything else failed, they could always hope their seeker had some sort of visual on the snitch. It was hard to tell from the ground but it didn't make her less hopeful.

✿ STA: 5 (8) | EVA: 5 (8)| STR: 4 (7)| WIS: 9 (12)| ARC: 5 (8) | ACC: 7 (10)✿

Trunk

Word Count: 217

Broom: Silver Arrow [+3 to all stats]

Action: As strategised

And then the game began and Marcella flew in search for an opening to catch the quaffle. When the quaffle was tossed upwards Maisie reached to grab it and for a hopeful second, di Angelo thought that her teammate would be able to score. George, however, swooped in to grab it from right under Maisie's nose and placed the Quaffle through the hoops. Marcella grit her teeth in frustration. keep calm. And keep strong. Focus. And now Calder has scored 10 points for his darn team. Oh well.

Her bad mood was getting to her and she almost got injured by Leo's bludger had it not been for Pete. Focus Hyacinth. Surprisingly enough for her the italian emerged victoriously from the next scuffle. "Di Angelo appears from the scrimmage with the Quaffle… and is stopped by a solid block from Osborn." She prepared herself with a tense set of her muscles to shoot a goal and was very annoying stopped by normal, who knocked the ball away from the damn hoops. Can you hit him with a bludger again, Pete. He's getting on my nerves.

Her nerves were frayed in annoyance. She shook her head to clear her thoughts. Her thoughts and vision cleared as she looked around for a way to intercept the Quaffle and score. Marcels team was able to score 10 points but yet they were behind by 10 points. Marcella hoped that Denisse had gotten sight of the snitch. It would really help them. Even though it was just the beginning of the match, their score was low.

UNOFFICIAL QUIDDITCH GAME

date :: Sept 10th, 2026 ---- words :: 247 words ---- place : Quidditch Training Pitch

With the start of the game, Leo was laser focused on the plans he and his teammates had decided on. As his teammates flew off to complete their first round of actions, Leo was set on finally seeing some action this game. However, although he had taken his bat and successfully hit the bludger with some good force, the plan did not go, well, as planned. Leo watched as a player from the other team intercepted the path he had intended for it to go and saw it fly through the air to hit a player on his own team. He would have to apologize to them later because right now he was too focused on the game happening around him. He gave a quick glare to the player that intercepted him before flying off on his broom to figure out what his next move should be and see what was going on with the other teammates as well.
To his surprise, their team was ahead by the end of the round, two of their players earning the team 10 points each which put them in the lead over the other team by 10 points. This lit a fire under him in hopes he could see his team be victorious. With everything that had been going on in his life, it was nice to be able to have some peace, mixed with some friendly competition, to get his mind off things and just try to enjoy something.

mentioning team 2 members
action as strategized
metamorphmagus y1, statistically relevent (+2 acc, already included)
comet 180 (+2 acc, +1 eva, +1 sta)
sta ・ 6 (7) , eva ・ 6 (7) , str ・ 7 , wis ・ 5 , arc ・ 5 , acc ・ 8 (10)

Octavian sat on the benches at the side of the field.Just watching from the sidelines.He had been told that he was second-string seeker with immedaly mean he had to just sit there do nothing and just wait until someone got injured
Fine Octavian can do that.
As the match started,the players shot up into the air.
His eyes moved between the Chasers and the hoops trying to keep track of the Quaffle he can not help but fell a little envy bloom in his chest that will be him if he was just first not second but whatever he can not take back time and change it.
He went back to what is the main focus now the match.
This eyes landed on the first person he saw Leo.Well he think that is this name do not judge him,he fills pity today and he is pretty sure trash talking the other team is part of the game.
He booed him well if you can call "You can do better than that" classified as trash talk.
As the game continued George scored the first goal"Well that is unfortunate,but it is just the beginning of the game"
A few moments later Evgenia scored again.
That made Taylor blink
"Okay so they just scored back to back already leaving us in the ditch but we can..it is too early to find out how this match will play out" Octavian mummered.
He glanced at his team.
After a while of the match it came to an end.He looked at the scoreboard
20-10
Not that bad.
He went to congratulate the players of his team that it was a close match after he was done he went to the opposite team and congratulated them for winning
He just can not wait to play.

date ; sept 10, 2026 wc ; 210 mentions ; Denisse De Vera

comet 140 (+1 wis, +1 acc) ; broom as strategized ; action speech │ thoughts ; dialogue

[ sta 07 ] [ eva 06 ] [ str 05 ] [ wis 09+1 ] [ arc 05 ] [ acc 08+1 ] ❛ ────────────────────────────────

Andrea and her Comet 140 soared through the quidditch pitch, cold wind blowing wildly through her messy ponytail.

She felt so nervous, yet so free.

As her team's seeker, Andrea's role was to find the golden snitch and catch it as quick as she could. The only problem was that despite being naturally observant, it was incredibly hard to find a tiny winged figure while moving at a speed in such a wide, open area. Other students began zooming past her, presumably chasers and beaters, she couldn't tell with how fast she was going.

Andrea's heart paced rapidly under sheer adrenaline. She tried her best to keep her eyes wide open despite the harsh wind drying them out to the point of stinging.

She took a quick peek at the opposing team's seeker, Denisse. The hufflepuff seemed to be focusing intently on a specific spot to her left.

No! Andrea screamed inwardly. Denisse must have already spotted the snitch.

The dove turned her gaze to where Denisse was staring, squinting through her loose baby hairs. Yet she still couldn't catch a glimpse of the snitch's signature golden color.

She huffed out an annoyed breath, brows furrowing in focus, leaned lower over her broom, and tightened her grip on the handle.

Team 1 Snitch Find/Catch DC: 22/24
Team 2 Snitch Find/Catch DC: 24/26 (LC)
Team 1 Cheat DC: 21
Team 2 Cheat DC: 25 (6S)
Stamina DC: 21

SECOND-STRINGS
Team 1's benchers played the quiet game. Truthfully he'd say—were fully locked in. Octavian's cheers contrasting the still-fullness of theirs, targeted towards Aaron. Perhaps to build him courage in a future situation where'd he'd have to face someone frightening. Safe to say, he'd catch the confidence to do so. Persephone—with all her might—booed at George. Her voice, quite staggering. A voice might break—or even two. Quite the girl screamed, caught George off-guard. In the contrary, however, the other side was blaring acclamation. Rascal—finally in his senses. Mustering the voice, and perhaps courage all onto Evgenia. As part their strategy—Evgenia needed it. As the Quaffle did depend on her. All that zoning out was part of strategy then? He poured his lungs, realization he played an important role. Zyva, god she frightens me. The uncanny girl—as Chatt might describe her himself—placed her breath on cheering Rose. Her method of booing, would be so different into cheering? Though quite motivating, seemingly Rose ignored it. A standby to the match, perhaps having second thoughts into the game. A thought she should've had before playing. Her action being, might've gotten her team at least somewhere. Diana—had she been tired cheering for Andrea—lost hope for her finding the snitch? Decided to take that time and boo at Denisse instead. Could the girl with the chip on the shoulder take those hits? Ophelia in the other-hand wasn't done yet. Persephone had given her time to boo George, Ophelia still needing to tackle onto her strategies. Andy took that role, and carefully placed their ideas colliding with each other. Now, Atlas here was truly locked in. Like, bro ain't moved. Once more carefully observing the match, forethinking his actions heavily once Norman got down.

CHASERS

SEEKERS

BEATERS

SAVES

OUTCOME

Team 1: 20 | Team 2: 30
・Octavian successfully cheers Aaron
・Persephone successfully boos George
・Zyva successfully cheers at Rose (DNP voided)
・Rascal successfully cheers at Evgenia
・Diana successfully boos Denisse
・Andy and Ophelia successfully strategized
・Atlass successfully observed
・Maisie scores 10 points for team 1
・Evgenia scores 10 points for team 2
・Andrea doesn't still hasn't spotted the snitch. No stack due to Crit Fail.

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So far, this match was going amazingly. Evgenia was actually having fun up in the sky, on top of a broomstick. I never would have thought this would be happening to me. She was flying a magic cleaning tool in the sky, throwing a big red also-magic ball through a set of hoops. Mama would be horrified if she saw me now. The thought didn't quite give Evgenia the nervous feeling it might have even a week ago. Mama would have expressly forbidden this so that Evgenia didn't risk harming her skating career, but Evgenia wasn't able to regularly skate anymore, so she might as well have fun finding a wizarding sport she could enjoy.
She watched in dismay as Calder managed to grab the quaffle, but was then bodyblown by Williams and di Angelo. And then Evgenia's other Chaser teammate, who was closer than Evgenia was to the action, didn't even try to stop Williams as she flew past him! Zhenya flew full speed toward the hoops, wobbling a bit again, but was too late - and pulled up, relieved, as their Keeper blocked the quaffle. Her eyes darted around, making sure no Beaters were targeting her, before she flew toward the next quaffle toss.
Calder caught it, and Evgenia's eyes narrowed on Williams and di Angelo. The two were already making to bodyblow him again, clearly confident in their chances of success, but George made the pass to Evgenia, who reached to catch it and cradle it close into her body. It wasn't far to Team 1's hoops, so close in fact that she had a decent chance of scoring from here. Evgenia turned, hearing the cheers of her name from the sidelines, and threw - but she knew as soon as the quaffle left her hand that it wasn't going to be good, somehow. Witte blocked, Evgenia looping away in disappointment.
Williams' next score, tying the current game, made Evgenia's teeth grind in sheer competitive annoyance. Hanson and Noxley should bludger her. Evgenia was completely new to Quidditch, but she knew that Williams was a force to be reckoned with. Where are these Beaters when we need them? A concentrated stare engulfed the girl's features, and one looking on could only describe it as wholly intimidating. Her eyes were locked fully on the quaffle, her attention unsplit so as to give her entire focus to that stupid red ball. Calder possessed it again, skillfully avoided Williams and di Angelo, and that ball was in the air soaring toward Evgenia. She wasted no time in positioning herself to catch it, then turned immediately to flick it through the hoops. She'd studied the Quidditch books for moments just like this.
Satisfaction washed over the young amateur Chaser as the quaffle made it past Witte and through the hoops. She let a slight grin transfix her lips, but it was gone as soon as it had come, her focus already turning from her latest ten-point victory to the next quaffle play. Calder took hold of it again, already turning to launch it to Evgenia as she remained near the hoops, ready for a repeat of their last collaboration. But even though Williams and di Angelo fumbled their chance at regaining the quaffle, Witte managed to block Evgenia's shot again. Hanson and Noxley should bludger her too. Where even was Hanson? Evgenia hadn't seen the Beater doing anything for a hot minute. Not that she'd been paying much attention to either of her teammate Beaters.

credits to: @Denisse De Vera

STA: 5 | EVA: 5 | STR: 4 | WIS: 8 | ARC: 7 | ACC: 6 | School Broom | Human

Boring.

That was what the Quidditch match was turning out for Aaron. He thought he would be able to do something fun this time by countering Leo's bludgers, but unfortunately it seemed like Leo himself wasn't sure what was happening.

Aaron's partner, Pete, had gone to save any people who fell off their brooms, but fortunately for the team, that was no one.

From what Aaron could see, both teams scored a goal each, which while great, still meant they were lagging by a goal, or 10 points. Nonetheless, the chances of winning the match were high as their seeker had found the snitch and was almost able to catch it.

Denisse tried to harm Andrea's chances of searching for the snitch, but Andrea knowing better didn't fall for it, but still hasn't found the snitch.

While the match was becoming interesting, Aaron was somehow feeling that he had nothing to do. Was it a general thing as a beater or was he just unlucky? He continued to fly around the pitch, hoping to intercept a bludger that never came to him. In the end, there wasn't anything he could do.

The good thing was that no one lost a lot of health as far as Aaron could see. This meant that they could survive the long run and hopefully be able to win the match soon!