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Post by The Sorting Hat on Mar 27, 2009 14:11:42 GMT -5
GRYFFINDOR Captain: James Potter Co-Captain: Emily Winters Keeper: Dorcas Meadows Beater: Dylan Danning Beater:Chaser: James Potter Chaser: Alice Prewett Chaser: Emily Winters Seeker: Ismene Davies
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Post by The Sorting Hat on Mar 27, 2009 14:13:11 GMT -5
If you want to be on the Quidditch team, please fill out the form below:
Character Name: Year: Position: Roleplay Sample:
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Post by Dylan Danning on Apr 4, 2009 17:53:25 GMT -5
Character Name: Dylan Danning Year: seventh Position: Beater Roleplay Sample: Dylan Danning walked down to the Quidditch Pitch. She was only trying out for the team for a few reasons. 1. She really loved Quidditch 2. She always played Beater. and 3. She had really good aim. They were also the reasons she thought she would make a good beater. But everytime she said that to herself she tried to wipe it from her mind. She hated complements.
Dylan stepped onto the pitch. The sunlight blazed her eyes. She hated the sunlight. She looked at the stands. People. She looked at the captain and nodded. The captain nodded back and Dylan kicked off from her broom. She was in the air. She didn't exactly belong there but at least there weren't people.
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Post by The Sorting Hat on Apr 4, 2009 18:03:46 GMT -5
Added to the team.
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Dorcas Meadows
7th Year Keeper[A:0]
Love as though you have never been hurt, Search as if there is everything to find.
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Post by Dorcas Meadows on Apr 5, 2009 21:11:53 GMT -5
Character Name: Dorcas Meadows Year: 7th Position: Keeper Roleplay Sample: Cass smiled as she stepped onto the Quidditch Pitch. She wasn't in a game today, rather just flying around and practicing. Quidditch was one of her favorite things in the world. Her escape. She can vent any emotions that she needs to get rid of, and she has fun doing the thing she loves. She grabbed her Quaffle that her brother got her last Christmas and put a spell on it so that it would constantly try to enter the goal posts.
She geared up and pushed off the ground after the Quaffle. Cass saw the ball heading for the left loop and she jerked her broom to the left, she knocked the quaffle out of the way and readied for the comeback. This time the ball headed for the middle hoop. She was too low to catch it and gently stood up on her broom catching the quaffle and quickly sitting back down. Cass let out a breath and wiped her forehead with the back of her glove. Throwing the Quaffle and readied for more.
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Post by The Sorting Hat on Apr 6, 2009 13:52:41 GMT -5
Accepted!
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Post by James Potter on May 1, 2009 23:24:59 GMT -5
Character Name: James Potter Year: 7th Position: Well, I see you already have Chaser, since it's canon... but I'd also like Captian, please. Roleplay Sample: Sweat rolled down his temple and he rubbed it away angrily with a shaking hand. He didn't know why he was so nervous; he was never nervous when it came to Quidditch. James Potter was always the cool, confident, and collected type. Well, mostly collected. Maybe his anxiousness had something to do with the fact that it was his very first game as Quidditch Captain and he had to call a time out because they were losing. Losing! Against Hufflepuff of all people. James himself had missed four shots and been hit by a bludger. What was going on with him?
The team looked at him expectantly and he sighed, running a hand through his hand. He closed his eyes briefly before giving his team the confident smile they were expecting. "Alright Gryffindors," he began. "Now, we're not down by too much. Hufflepuss is an easy team, just keep your head in the game. Chasers, stay high... give the seeker some space to move around. Meadows, stay focused. No pressure, but we can't afford any silly goals. Us Chasers will try to keep it on the opponents side, so don't worry. Dylan, hit the bludger at Hufflepuff's seeker. Don't worry about the rest of us. If you can knock Shilling off his broom, our seeker can time their time. I know it's cruel, but it comes with the game."
They put their hands in, called their house out loudly, and flew up into the air again. James wasn't nervous anymore. He was determined. This game showed everyone what kind of leader his was, what kind of coach; and he knew he was a damn good one. He chased down the only female Chaser Hufflepuff had and grabbed the Quaffle as she was trying to score on Dorcas. He flew down to the other side as fast as he could, dodging a bludger on his left, and looked right.
He threw left.
The Quaffle went in easily as Hufflepuff's Keeper tried blocking the air on the right. James laughed quickly as the crowed jeered then went back to the game. He could tell this was going to be a long one. 'Come what may,' he thought mischievously.
(I hope that works. To tell you the truth, I've never actually rped a Quidditch game only talked about it, but I think I can hold my own.)
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Post by The Sorting Hat on May 2, 2009 5:48:22 GMT -5
Accepted.
Well you did great, especially since this is your first.
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Post by James Potter on May 2, 2009 6:22:35 GMT -5
Thanks. I'm glad I get to do this. I've rped forever, but never did one of these. It's great! You do such a good job of organizing your site!
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Post by Lily Evans on May 2, 2009 15:40:01 GMT -5
Hm, that's awesome. Can't wait to see James out there. You play an awesome James. And thanks! <3333
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Post by The Sorting Hat on May 4, 2009 16:35:20 GMT -5
Just thought I'd leave a note: We are need of Quidditch players. Next month playtime will be the first Quidditch game of the season.
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Post by James Potter on May 4, 2009 17:57:11 GMT -5
Like, real June? Because, I'll probably have James call a practice for the players.
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Post by Lily Evans on May 4, 2009 22:02:41 GMT -5
lol, yeah, it'll probably end up being real June. A practice would be fun.
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Post by Ismene Davies on May 10, 2009 18:12:27 GMT -5
Character Name: Ismene Davies Year: Sixth Position: Seeker Roleplay Sample:
Ismene Davies walked bodly out onto the quidditch pitch, and, on Madam Hooch's whistle, kicked off the ground and soared around the quidditch pitch in search of that evasive little golden object known to the quidditch world as the snitch. It was Ismene's job as the seeker to find it, and she knew it wouldn't be easy. They were up against Slytherin, for crying out loud! Sure, those snakes didn't know one end of a broomstick from the other, but they were big, and they could easily knock Ismene off of her broom.
Yet Ismene wasn't thinking about that. No, she was currently putting herself in the mindset of where the snitch would be. By a goalpost, maybe? And so she took off, first towards her own. Nothing in sight, accept for a slytherin chaser and a gryffindor teammate battling it out for the quaffle. Doing a hairpin turn, Ismene took off towards the other goalposts, safely away from the rest of the game- or so she thought.
Ismene thought she had saw something gold glinting my one of the slytherin beater's hands, but it was only their wristwatch. Unfortunately, they saw Ismene, and took no hesitation in sending one of the bludgers her way. A quick roll in mid air kept her from losing her head, and didn't hurt in her hearing the familiar flutter of the snitch's wings. Yet when she looked back around, nothing was there.
Taking off in a lap around the pitch, Ismene rose a little ways above all the action so that she could get a good look at everything- and, feeling her heart drop into her toes, saw the slytherin seeker doing a nose dive. "No!" Ismene cried, lurching foreward on her broom. As she came closer and closer to the ground, she noticed, to her great horror, that the golden snitch was within his reach.
I can't believe I'm doing this, Ismene thought, yet the words came across her lips without protest. "Incendo," she breathed, her wand protruding just a little out of the sleeve of her robes as a single flame shot out of the tip. A moment later, his broom tail was alight.
"Oi, Regulus! You're on fire!" She cried, sliding her wand back into her robes as if she hadn't just cheated. And in that moment of distraction, Regulus had broke his concentration on the snitch in concern for his flaming broom, but Ismene had her eyes locked on the glittering little ball.
Shooting foreward with rapid speed, Ismene weaved through her two teammates, Dylan and James, and extended her arm. Come on, come on...
"Got you!" Ismene cried, clutching onto the snitch for dear life as she held up her clenched fist in the air.
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Post by The Sorting Hat on May 10, 2009 18:27:10 GMT -5
Accepted!
Nice post! <3
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