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Post by Rosaleen B. Andrews on Dec 11, 2010 22:28:39 GMT -5
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Hugo Weasley
Hufflepuff
3rd Year
No I'm not smacked in the face with a board this is how I look
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Post by Hugo Weasley on Dec 11, 2010 22:53:02 GMT -5
Lucky for Hugo, Rosaleen's aim was just as terrible as his. He wondered where the hell his team's seeker was. She must have been picking her nose instead of looking for the snitch, he thought. Then again, the snitch was bloody hard to find and we wouldn't be able to do any better.
Hugo shrugged and continued try to beat the living daylights out of the opposing team's beater. He glanced at Scorpius quickly to make sure he was watching, then aimed the next bludger at Rosaleen.
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Post by Rosaleen B. Andrews on Dec 11, 2010 22:58:10 GMT -5
IT'S AN OBESSION THE WAY I FEEL
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THE DEVIL'S GOT MY SOUL LOCKED IN ON YOU. ROSALEEN ANDREWSTHAT ASS! Taking the Bludger ment for her, she swung it back at Hugo, shaking her fist and mouthing curses! Why would he shoot her way when she had left him alone. So she swung her hardest.
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Post by Scorpius Malfoy on Dec 11, 2010 23:25:22 GMT -5
Scorpius was watching Hugo, tempted to take a beater's bat like that Slytherin kid did and go protect Hugo. He seemed to be getting his ass kicked and it made him feel strange. He wasn't sure he liked it. Hugo must have caught him watching, because he looked back at Scorpius and then suddenly swung a bludger at Rosaleen, missing again. Maybe he was too much of a distraction. No time to think about it as Rosaleen was now taking revenge. It didn't seem like quidditch anymore, it was turning into a private war. Kind of funny, but these things had a way of carrying on after the games. He'd better keep an eye on Hugo till they got back to the dorms.
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Dylan Cooper
Ravenclaw
5th Year
Quidditch Commentator. -- Listen to me bitches.
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Post by Dylan Cooper on Dec 12, 2010 0:18:18 GMT -5
"--eyyy" He winced as the thing bit him. "SOMEONE GET THIS RABID CREATURE OFF ME" he shouted from behind the little girls furry head. Grabbing her by the collar of her robes he tugged it hard, fling her behind him into the stands behind him. He grabbed the mic, "Sorry folks. seems theres an infestation of some sort up here." He glared behind him at Margo, then returned his gaze back to the game "Hugo tries again.. though it isn't a surprise anymore at this point that the bludger should miss..." Dylan sighed. Was there someone in the stands hexing him or something or did this guy just suck? "OH! Andrews takes the bludger that was meant for her and swings it back at Hugo, the bludger soars and hits him square in the chest!" he shouted, then took a sip of the cocoa that Margo had left.
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Hugo Weasley
Hufflepuff
3rd Year
No I'm not smacked in the face with a board this is how I look
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Post by Hugo Weasley on Dec 12, 2010 21:53:20 GMT -5
Hugo was seriously starting to think that the game was rigged. He couldn't possibly be THIS bad. The freaking bludger was right in front of him and he had a clear shot at it but managed to miss anyway. Rosaleen's bludger knocked the wind out of him and he was damned glad the players were made to wear protective gear, otherwise he would have broken every single bone in his body by now.
He was far less enthusiastic about playing at this point and it took him quite some time to track down bludger, mostly because he was in a lot of pain and could not focus as well as before. He finally managed to get close enough to one and aimed it at Rosaleen, dreading the results.
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Post by Rosaleen B. Andrews on Dec 12, 2010 22:02:32 GMT -5
IT'S AN OBESSION THE WAY I FEEL
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THE DEVIL'S GOT MY SOUL LOCKED IN ON YOU. ROSALEEN ANDREWSShe watched the bludger go by her at a distance, and turned back to Hugo. Okay this was funny! She actually bursted out laughing right in the middle of the feild, and had even manged to fall off her broom in the fit she was having. Landing on the ground in a thump she laughed again. Before climbing onto her broom and flying a circle around Hugo, grinning. 'Nice try. It's nother personal, I just want to take down the teams defencesto give my team a chance of winning.'
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Dylan Cooper
Ravenclaw
5th Year
Quidditch Commentator. -- Listen to me bitches.
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Post by Dylan Cooper on Dec 14, 2010 13:21:20 GMT -5
"Hugo Weasley misses... by a long shot" Dylan groaned and watched as the bludger nearly hit his own teammate in the process. What inspired the horrible player to sign up for this game anyway? "Andrews looks as though she's teasing the other team, circling him mockingly oh-- and she hits sending the bludger soaring for Hugo! The bludger just barely touches him, knocking into his arm-- Still.. s'gotta hurt" Dylan noted and wondered where the school drew the line at keeping players in the game. By now it seemed like a surprise to him that Hugo was still able to hold his bat properly.
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Post by Lily Luna Potter on Dec 14, 2010 14:00:34 GMT -5
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Lily soared through the air searching for the snitch. She watched her team and frowned. They where doing horribly. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the snitch and quickly turned around using her speed to her advantage. Her arm was stretched out as she grew closer to the snitch. "Come on, just a little close," she whispered to herself. As she reached forward she screamed as it dove to the side. She missed it.[rand=44624521820194274067174528232352484597117831802405301746095448731133]
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Juliet Monteith
Ravenclaw
5th Year
let the rain fall down and wake my dreams, let it wash away my sanity
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Post by Juliet Monteith on Dec 14, 2010 20:58:57 GMT -5
ooc: that's the last time i take a "short" break from this site... screw extra work >>;
A sigh left Juliet's lips as she leaned back on her broom, watching the game near the sidelines with an almost bored expression on her face. This game was going nowhere; only violence, and mainly Hugo getting beat up. She wanted to help him, but she wasn't a beater and she was a lightweight at the same time. A combination like that would only end up in her getting clubbed in the head or something. So maybe she could help him by catching the snitch instead.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the other team's seeker. Briefly, she wondered who she was. She looked a lot younger than her, probably a third year or something, not a Ravenclaw. As she tried to place a name to the face, she noticed that the girl had spotted something. She quickly sat up and flew towards the girl, but didn't see anything. Must've been a trick... She sighed and flew upward, trying to get a better view of the pitch. |
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NPC
Foo's Lover
But I Really Love Goats
Pardon my mistakes, the vodka has soaked my brain.
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Post by NPC on Dec 14, 2010 21:24:49 GMT -5
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Post by Kylie Carrowin on Dec 14, 2010 21:24:52 GMT -5
Wind whipped Kylie's hair into her face as she waited for a good moment to sneak in and try to get the Quaffle. She silently congratulated Dominique in her getting the deep scarlet ball. She's a strong player. She thought to herself, gripping the handle of her broom tightly with her left hand, using her right to swipe her hair out of her face. That was the exact reason she'd worn her hair up in a quick ponytail; to keep the hair out of her face so it wouldn't bother her during the game. Perhaps she'd been a little too quick with it. |
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