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Post by kendon on Nov 7, 2006 2:05:33 GMT
Not again!Kendon was so tired of Ireland gaining possession of the quaffle only to have it taken away so quickly by the Bulgarians. Furious, he swarmed toward the Bulgarian chaser and tried ripping the quaffle from her hands before she could make a pass. He was determined to at least get a shot on goal before this blasted game was over. ((attempting to steal.... AGAIN!  ))
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Post by andon on Nov 7, 2006 2:11:15 GMT
Andon was becoming rather bored with the progress of the game so far. He was also disappointed that he was unable to prevent Ivan from getting hit by the bludger. If the Irish chasers started doing better, he would blame it on his poor playing with the last bludger.
Figuring he could only keep trying and attempt to redeem himself, Andon flew to where the action was. He noticed that Bulgaria had the quaffle for now, yet there were two Irish chasers already attempting to get it back. Figuring Raya would be successful in avoiding the male chaser who was trying to steal, he found a passing bludger and aimed it at the female chaser who was flying in between Raya and Anystasia, waiting for the pass. Hopefully he could knock her out of the play and allow Bulgaria to have an open shot on goal.
((Bludger attack on Lana))
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Post by Zoe Austen on Nov 7, 2006 3:56:45 GMT
((Kendon attempts to steal the quaffle.
Kendon
2+6=8
Raya
2+2=4
Kendon has the quaffle. Ireland in possession.
Andon tries to hit a bludger.
Andon Contact
0+1=1
Andon fails to hit the bludger.))
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Post by ivan on Nov 7, 2006 3:58:24 GMT
"GAAHHH!!" Ivan screamed out as the Bludger hit him in the side, sending him careening off towards the side of the pitch.
Son of a bludger, that hurt! Ivan thinks to himself. No time for whining son, get back in that game, and help your team.
Ivan, gained control of his broom, just in time to see the Irish chaser steal the quaffle, yet again.
Here we go again. He thinks, as he sets a direct course for Kendon, hoping to punch the quaffle out of the Irish chaser's hands.
((Steal the quaffle.))
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Post by Nikolina Choroleeva on Nov 7, 2006 20:22:54 GMT
((So so sorry I haven't posted sooner-I've been busy (and still am, actually), and I was waiting for the right moment...sorry guys!))
Today was a big day. Nikolina and her fellow Bulgarians were due to face their strongest rivals in the game-the Irish. They had stolen the title of World Champions 4 years previously, and today was their chance to show the pesky Irish who was boss, and about time too. SO Nikolina strode onto the field confidently, armed with broom in one hand, bat in the other. For today she was going to beat those Leprechauns, whatever it took.
Before she knew it, she was on the field, on her broom, and in position waiting for the whistle to blow. These next few hours or so could be life-changing-it all depended on this match. After the whistle went, the game moved swiftly-passes here, interceptions there, but no goals yet. She was more interested in the bludgers and who was in possession presently. Although that was hard to follow, as the quaffle barely stayed in anyones hands long enough to register who it was.
Nikolina was wating for the right moment to hit a bludger at one of the green-clad Irish. And who better to choose as a first victim than the player that was currently in position. He was just too good for his own good...so when she saw a bludger heading her way, with a tricky backhand movement, she aimed and fired at the Irishman...luckily it was a relatively clear day, so there was more chance of success, in theory.
((Bludger heading at Kendon))
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Post by Zoe Austen on Nov 7, 2006 21:38:28 GMT
((Ivan tries to steal the quaffle.
Ivan
2+6=8
Kendon
2+5=7
Ivan has the quaffle. Bulgaria in possession.
Nikolina attempts to hit a bludger.
Nikolina Contact
1+6=7
Nikolina hits the bludger. There is a bludger flying at Kendon.))
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Post by misti on Nov 7, 2006 22:49:16 GMT
Misti had been watching the fast paced action of the game wondering if she would ever be able to keep up with the other members of her team. Finally her chance was available, as she saw a bludger being directed toward Kendon. I gotta get myself in the game or Cassidy is going to replace me Misti thought to get herself into the mood.
Placing herself in the right postition, she flew up toward the bludger, and got between it and Kendon, preparing to stop it from hitting him, and to deflect it to the other team.
((was just waiting on the right moment, myself. I couldn't find it til now. ))
((Defending Kendon, and deflecting the bludger toward Ivan))
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Post by ivan on Nov 8, 2006 3:58:43 GMT
"This time I'm keeping it!" Ivan yelled, as if swearing to the gods.
He turns quickly towards the Irish goalposts. He finds his way blocked by a few of the Irish chasers. Hearing the unmistakable sound of bludger meeting bat, Ivan figured he was under attack again. Gotta get rid of the quaffle. He scanned around and found Raya open. He hurled the quaffle with all his might, before dive-bombing towards the ground to give him a better angle of attack.
((Pass to Raya.))
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Post by troy on Nov 8, 2006 5:15:58 GMT
Cassidy sighed as her attempt failed to get the quaffle. She watched as Kendon went after it along with Lana. It seemed that each team would only hold the quaffle no longer than a second than the other side had it. Racing forward between the two Bulgaria chasers, Cassidy held out her hands in hopes of intercepting the pass.
((Intercepting the pass))
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Post by rayaquid on Nov 8, 2006 17:59:09 GMT
Raya was getting rather tired of the back and forth motion of the game. On second her team would have it then, next thing you know it was the Irish's game. This had to end somewhere and Bulgaria had to score. She watched as bludgers were being beat at other players and she decided to back out of the stealing/intercepting game for a little bit. Then she saw that Ivan had the quaffle once again. She pushed her broom near Ivan so he could pass to her, but she also noticed that someone was going to intercept, Raya blinked her eyes real quickly to get the bad thoughts that were creeping into her mind out, she didn't need to think of losing, she needed to think of helping her team win!
{hoping to catch pass from Ivan}
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Post by Zoe Austen on Nov 10, 2006 2:41:15 GMT
((Misti attempts to defend Kendon.
Misti
0+4=4
Nikolina
1+5=6
Misti fails to defend Kendon.
Kendon tries to swerve.
Kendon
0+6=6
Nikolina
1+1=2
Kendon avoids the bludger.
Ivan attempts a pass. Cassidy tries to intercept.
Ivan
2+1=3
Cassidy
2+4=6
Cassidy intercepts the quaffle. Ireland in possession.))
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Post by rayaquid on Nov 13, 2006 5:57:56 GMT
Raya had herself ready to catch the pass, when she recieved nothing she turned a wide turn and chased after the Irish chaser that intercepted the pass. The game was rather boring, back and forth, back and forth, something needed to be done. Raya swooped low to avoid a bludger that was headed in some unknown direction. She picked up her speed and came up on the side the chaser was holding the quaffle, with one quick movement she grabbed for the quaffle midturn, hoping she woudl be able to steal it.
{Stealing the quaffle from Cassidy}
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Post by The Golden Snitch on Nov 18, 2006 0:39:34 GMT
Fluttering it's wings the snitch darted between players. He hovered occasionally but eluded capture well. Scarlett and green robes flipped and set him off course occasionally. The crowed screamed and he got close occasionally they would point up at him; showing him off and someone muttered 'See, I told you I would make a great seeker, it's right there and nobody has even noticed'. For moments the snitch hovered near a goal post with someone in green.
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Post by larkin on Nov 18, 2006 4:54:50 GMT
((Sorry it took so long to post guys! I'm here now))
Faith nodded her head vigorously at Cassidy as she listened to the all too familiar speech, but this time was different. They were here on their way to winning. She cracked her knuckles under her gloves and stood with the others ready to make her way to the field. Today was the day. She was going to get that snitch before Bulgarian team. She would or she would die trying. She wasn't going to let them win. She tossed her hair behind her ear as she exited the locker room and mounted her broom flying full circle around the stadium. The cheering crowd drowning in her ears. And then the game began.
Faith flew circles around the pitch looking for the familiar glimmer of gold. Her eyes occasionally strode to the players and she watched with frustration as the quaffle kept getting stolen and intercepted. She knew that this was up to her. This game could only be won with the capture of the snitch. Her eyes searched the field again hoping against hope that she could find it before Viktor Krum did.
((searching for snitch and if sees heads in that direction))
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Post by krum on Nov 19, 2006 3:41:27 GMT
The game drew on with neither team getting the upper hand. His chasers were really working hard, though, from what Viktor could hear of the commentary. Working just like they had in practice taking every chance to keep the quaffle in their possession.
That was not his job though, not right now, currently he was supposed to be looking for the snitch. High above the other players where he would not be interfered with Viktor flew scanning for a flash f gold, anywhere.
((Searching for the snitch.))
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Post by Zoe Austen on Nov 27, 2006 19:15:42 GMT
((Sorry about the terribly long delay everyone. This game will be over after this post and you may post your players leaving the field if you wish. The final game is still set to take place but I am looking into ways to fix the Quidditch system first so it may take some time. Keep your eyes open for any new news and thank you for your patience.
Zoe
Faith
1+4=5
Faith sees the snitch and goes after it.
Viktor
2+6=8
Viktor sees the snitch and goes after it.
Faith
2+3=5
Viktor
2+2=4
Faith catches the snitch!
Ireland
150
Bulgaria
0
Ireland win the game!
The finals will be Spain vs. Ireland so captains keep your teams ready!
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