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Post by Headmaster Corwin on Apr 14, 2008 17:11:35 GMT -5
Announces and Takes Scores of Matches:
Gryffindor Captain- Seeker- Keeper- Chaser- Chaser- Melanie Jefferson Chaser- Beater- Beater-
Slytherin Captain- Sienna Taylor Seeker- Keeper- Scorpius Malfoy Chaser- Sienna Taylor Chaser- Chaser- Beater- Beater-
Hufflepuff Captain- Seeker- Keeper- Chaser- Chaser- Chaser- Beater- Beater-
Ravenclaw Captain- Seeker- Keeper- Chaser- Sara Maddison Chaser- Chaser- Beater- Beater-
Name: Age: House: Possision: Sample RP with Possision:
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Post by Melanie Jefferson on Apr 15, 2008 21:07:17 GMT -5
Name: Melanie Jefferson Age: 15 House: Gryffindor Possision: Chaser Sample RP with Possision: Melanie walked out onto the field her broom in hand. She was geared up and ready to go. She had her long hair wound tightly in a bun on her head to keep it from getting in her face when in the air. They were playing huffleuff today so it should be an easy win. The captains shook hands, and the whistle was blown. They all blasted into the air, the crowd cheering.
She flew towards the quaffle, ready to catch it. One of the hufflepuffs hit it, and it whizzed past her head, nearly missing her. She turned around and flew after it, as fast as she could without falling off. Her team mate caught it before she did, she flew back towards the goal waiting till they needed help. The quaffle came whizzing at her again, this time she was ready for it. She caught it and tossed it in the goal. "50 points to Gryffindor!" the speakers blasted. The crowd cheered, and Melanie floated their in mid air as happy as she could be, before she had to fly after the quffle again.
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Post by Scorpius Malfoy on Apr 16, 2008 14:35:39 GMT -5
Name: Scorpius Malfoy Age: 15 House: Slytherin Possision: Keeper Sample RP with Position: Scorpius walked outside, onto the Quidditch Pitch. There were clouds in the sky, and it was very foggy outside. Rain poured from the sky, making it hard to see. Not the best weather for a Quidditch match. He held his father's broom in her hand, because he believed that it would bring him good luck.
He climbed on her broom, looking at her teammates. They didn't look scared, but since when were Slytherins afraid of a little bit of bad weather? Scorpius's expression was one of determination. It was the last game of the year, the one which would determine who would win the Hogwarts Quidditch Championship. It was Slytherin against Gryffindor.
Watching the referee, Scorpius immediately launched himself into the air. He took his place in front of the goal hoops, as he was the Slytherin Keeper. As the opposing team came to score, Scorpius immediately became alert. He looked at the Gryffindor carefully, though it was hard in the rain, trying to judge which way he'd throw the ball. Taking a guess, Scorpius moved toward the right hoop. Thankfully, he had guessed right. He caught the Quaffle as it came out of the fog, and launched himself high in the air. It's not as if anybody would notice with this weather. Scorpius passed it to a teammate who was flying high in the clouds, and then dove back down toward the goals that he had to defend.
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Post by Sara Maddison on Apr 26, 2008 12:58:08 GMT -5
Name: Sara Maddison Age: 17 House: Ravenclaw Position: Captain -- Chaser Sample RP with Position: Sara smiled as she silently stepped onto the pitch, surrounded by her rowdy teammates. Usually, she would be just as loud and boisterous as them, but today was different. It was the first Quidditch match of her last year at Hogwarts, so she was concentrated on remembering all of it. She grinned and waved at the roaring crowd, spotting her sister and several of her friends sporting Ravenclaw colors.
Gripping her broom tightly, she kicked off just as the whistle blew, and let out a whoop when she saw that her fellow Chaser was already in charge of the Quaffle. Sara raced after the girl, who was flying past their Slytherin opposition on her way to the goal posts. The other girl faked as if she was going to toss it through the right hoop, watching as the Keeper quickly darted towards it, before hurling the ball towards Sara. Grinning, Sara threw the red ball through the left hoop instead, watching as her supporters went wild. This was going to be a good match.
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Post by Sienna Taylor on Jul 15, 2008 14:16:38 GMT -5
Name: Sienna Taylor Age: 17 House: Slytherin Possision: Chaser - and if possible maybe captain? - Sample RP with Possision: Sienna gave the rest of the Slytherin table a grin and a wave as she stood up. The Quidditch match between Slytherin and Gryffindor was scheduled to start within the next half hour, and she wasn't going to miss a single beat. She quickly grabbed her broom and started walking toward the Entrance Hall, then outside. The sun was shining high in the sky, with no clouds in sight. 'Too bad...' the Slytherin thought as she saw the Quidditch Stadium rise before her. She had always loved playing in the rain for some reason. It gave her a lot more confidence, plus most of her opponents didn't seem to be able to control they grip on the quaffle in the rain.
At long last, Sienna arrived at the Slytherin changing room. She watched out of the corner of her eye as her teammates prepared themselves. They all knew how important this match was, and they knew that if they didn't want Sienna to hex their behinds all the way to the moon, they needed to play their very best, but a little reminder wouldn't hurt, now would it? "Alright, as you all know we HAVE to win this match if we want to have a chance to win the Cup, so every single one of you had better play your very best, or trust me, you'll regret it." No one said a word. They all knew that what Sienna said, went, and no one contradicted her. "Now, let's go win this match!" she said.
The next thing Sienna knew, she was in midair, waiting for the referee to throw the quaffle up into the air. The whistle blew, and with a burst of speed, Sienna flew up and caught the blood-red ball. No words were needed to tell her fellow Chasers hat to do. They flew up on either side of her, heading for the Gryffindor goal post. Sienna passed it to her right to (enter name here), who passed it to (enter other name) on Sienna's left. (She/He) headed for the goal, faked a shot on the center hoop, passed the quaffle back to Sienna, who shot it into the left hoop. "10 POINTS TO SLYTHERIN!" could be heard from the speakers. Though not as loud as the cries of Slytherins on the ground, cheering their team on. They were definitley going to win this.
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Post by Nicholas D. Black on Jul 15, 2008 15:51:57 GMT -5
Name: Nicholas D. Black Age: 14 House: Ravenclaw Possision: Keeper Sample RP with Possision: Nicholas D. Black watched as the Hufflepuffs got possesion of the ball and headed his way. His teams chasers tried to get the ball between passes, but the Hufflepuff team wasnt allowing them to get close. Nicholas tensed as the quaffle got closer to him, and thats when the Hufflepuff chaser threw. The quaffle zoomed for the right hoop, the lowest on, and Nicholas made a dive straight at it. His hand gripped his broom as he spun around in a perfect circle and slammed the quaffle back to his teams chasers by the brooms tail. The boy grinned.
How he loved quidditch! The thrill, the daring and the intensity drove him on! The self pride he felt when he cautches the quaffle and saves his team from another goal, the happiness to be up ion the air, away from all the books and studying.... Sometimes, he just loved to fly. Othertimes, he lived to fly. A shout brought him back to himself. The quaffle was heading back for his goal. How his team managed to lose it, he didnt know, but he didnt have time to find out as the chaser threw it with all her might directly at the hoop behind Nicholas, a little below him. This time, Nicholas twisted his broom around and grabbed the quaffle as it was passing threw. He flipped back up and threw it once more to his teams chaser. Yep, quidditch was for him alright. He loved it.
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