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Post by Professor Windwaltz on Jun 12, 2004 23:42:52 GMT
The Snitch was nowhere in sight, not to mention the signs of thunder and rain (ooc: my excuse for the not loading) coming around. Laura is so gonna torture me, holy crap what am I gonna do? He looked down and saw that the Game had gotten bigger, with more players wearing Scarlet and Gold.
"Yes." he mumbled to himself, and continued looking through the clouds and drizzle for the Golden Snitch.
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Sharade sâ Diablo
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Post by Sharade sâ Diablo on Jun 12, 2004 23:42:53 GMT
Sharade flew threw the air, trying to dodge the Bludger coming her way. She whirled in the air violently, before plunging down to the ground. She didn't make it to the bottom however, she only went a few metres in the direction of the ground. Pulling up sharply, she shot up, veering around the Bludger, which was still going downwards. It stopped clumsily, trying to change direction and go in the other direction at the same time.
She paused, elated. No Bludger! Finally. She had spoken too soon. It was moving again, albeit not as fast as it was before, but picking up speed as it went on. She nudged her broom faster than the Bludger was going at the moment. Sharade flew higher, higher, until it was getting hard to breathe. She looked back. The Bludger was still following her. Nothing else for it then, she thought, annoyed. Sharade jumped off the broom, knowing it would follow her. She flew down to the Bludger, and grabbed it as she was going past. By now, from the ground, she was about three times the height of the Quidditch goal post. The Bludger bucked wildly, and she let it go. Her ride was here. She fell a little longer, flipped in the air, and landed standing on her broom.
She chuckled in delight. However there was still the problem of the Bludger. She enticed it towards her, and hovering around the rings, she ducked behind the ring just before it hit her. It hit the ring with a clang, and fell to the ground. Sharade didn't mind if it was broken, however this proved not to be the case. The bludger rose unsteadily, and flew in a different direction.
"Bloody Bludger," she growled.
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Post by Linda Fitzsimmons on Jun 12, 2004 23:43:43 GMT
She looks quickly to Rohana to see if she has the other bludger, hoping she does, she yells. "Double team her!" Then she sweeps in to catch the bludger that the Slyterin beater had sent away from Amiri and she sends it screaming right back in her direction, hoping that it will make her veer off into one of her chaser's paths so they can snag the ball.
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Sharade sâ Diablo
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Post by Sharade sâ Diablo on Jun 12, 2004 23:45:50 GMT
Sharade flew slightly underneath the other girl, following the path of the Quaffle.
And, I guess, the Chaser carrying it. She stood up on her broom, just in case the ball fell and she wasn't able to go far enough. Her broom was a smooth flyer, so there were no jolts or bumps to distract her. She somersaulted, more for the glee and to show off than any thing else. She was tired, but the adrenaline had washed it away. Her first match was a Final!
Sharade pushed the broom away from her, swerving around another player. Behind the player was a Bludger. I hate Bludgers, she thought passionately. She crouched down, missing it by about as much as her wand's length.
It better not come ba-ack... It did. She sighed.
She smiled deviously. She had had a thought. A way to kill two birds with a stone. "Perfect," she breathed.
She flew up, so that now she was behind the Chaser with the Quaffle. Smiling, she rushed past her so that the Bludger had been diverted to the other player. Now it rushed at her, as opposed to Sharade.
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Post by Marina Roeswood on Jun 12, 2004 23:47:14 GMT
Marina quickly bit back her pain and switched the bat to the other hand. She couldn't make it in time when the bludger went towards Sharade, but this time however...
Turning suddenly, she zoomed off in the direction of Amiri and stopped dead in the direction where the bludger was going.
Even left handed, her strike was absolutely beautiful, as she pivoted midair to add further force and sent it way to the other side of the pitch. It wasn't nice tactics to attack the opposition all the time. And, that was sometimes even against the rules.
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Post by Rohana Kerani on Jun 12, 2004 23:47:50 GMT
Rohana nodded curtly to Linda across the field, raised her bat, and headed forward.
Just before she reached the laden green Chaser, the Quaffle left her arms in a graceful, effortless arc and sailed through the goal-hoop.
Then, to top it off, her bludger was stopped mid-flight by Marina. Again. It flew off, distance increasing between it and the boiling group of bright-robed players.
Rohana let out a brief scream, allowing her frustration an outlet, before she returned to her task. She was offense now.
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Post by Linda Fitzsimmons on Jun 12, 2004 23:50:42 GMT
Notices a bludger suddenly directing its way in her direction, and how how another bludge is being directed to one of her team mates. Thinking quickly she aims and when the bludger in her direction suddenly comes to her she smashes it hard, sending it in the direction of the other bludger. She just hopes her aim was good enough to have the two bludgers collide and not both chase her own team's chaser.. Chaser's being chased by bludgers is bad!
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Post by Rohana Kerani on Jun 12, 2004 23:52:03 GMT
Rohana emitted a whoop of amazement as her fellow beater’s strike sent both bludgers flying away from their chaser and off into space.
OOC: Where's the Quaffle...?
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Post by Adhara Naunet on Jun 12, 2004 23:54:23 GMT
OOC: Here's the quaffle! *cheeky grin*
The brunette cringed in misery as she watched the other girl score the first goal of the game. However, she didn't stay depressed for very long, it wasn't in her nature. A sharp glint of determination boardering on obstinacy flickered in her green eyes as she caught the quaffle from her keeper.
Time to even the playing field a bit. As soon as she had the red orb firmly lodged in the crook of her elbow, she was off. Only a very soggy crimson blur was recognisable through the rain to a fan watching in the stands. An extremely speedy soggy blur, to be more precise. The rain had gone from being a slight drizzle to a rather incredible downpour in all of three minutes. The chaser knew how to use rain to her advantage.
She wove in and out of the opposition, but was always careful to glide behind one of her players every few seconds so that the emerald clad opposing players were unable to distinguish one Gryffindor with the quaffle from one Gryffindor without it. Her tactic worked wonders, and she was able to successfully lob the red orb through the Slytherin's golden right hand hoop to score.
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Post by Wilting Rose on Jun 12, 2004 23:55:42 GMT
"AND THE FIRST GOAL GOES TO GRYFFINDOR! 10-0 TO THE LIONS!"
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Amiri
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Post by Amiri on Jun 12, 2004 23:57:31 GMT
OOC: No clue.
IC: Amiri watched the bludgers collide with little interest, flying up beside Sharade. She smiled briefly, then leaned to the side and flew off. She paused for a moment and flexed her wrist, sore from griping the broom handle so tightly.
The bludgers were sent off somewhere, giving the beaters little ammo at the current. She had lost track of the player with the Quaffle, cursing herself for that.
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Post by Marina Roeswood on Jun 12, 2004 23:58:22 GMT
OOC: I thought Slytherin had scored...
BIC: Nina scowled as the quaffle soared through the slytherin goalposts, and she vented her frustration by swinging the bat in the air, making sure that there was no one in it's path.
Not anywhere near a bludger right now, she went closer to her teammates, taking a defensive stance.
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Post by Linda Fitzsimmons on Jun 13, 2004 0:01:34 GMT
Let's out a cheer as she hears the Gryfindor goal, the fact she's being pelted by rain not a problem at all. Unfortunatly the fact that she's holding still is a problem and she "EEK"'s as a bludger comes her way again. without thinking she smacks the ball and simultaneously a loud boom echoes through the air.
At first she thinks that the bludger may have been hollow. Then, a streak of lightning cracks and another loud thundering rolls across the game feild, for apprently the cause of the torrential downpour is a thunderstorm.
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Post by Wilting Rose on Jun 13, 2004 0:01:41 GMT
"SLYTHERIN HAVE SCORED! TEN ALL!"
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Post by Rohana Kerani on Jun 13, 2004 0:02:12 GMT
Rohana did a few loops around the nearest Slytherin and follwed the red ball's progress with her eyes.
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