[Tryouts] Klyk Vampira Quidditch

k l y k  v a m p i r a   q u i d d i t c h
2 0 0 3   â€“   2 0 0 4

So you think you’ve got what it takes to help the vampires take home the Quidditch Cup? Prepared to train hard in all elements? Good news – you just might be in the right place.

Remember to check out school Quidditch/Quodpot shipper as well!

r o s t e r

s t a r t i n g Keeper: Beater: Kestutis Astrauskas [C] ** Beater: Chaser: Zoya Chernova Chaser: Chaser: Seeker:

r e s e r v e Keeper: Beater: Beater: Chaser: Chaser: Chaser: Seeker:

f o r m

Name [Year]: Your character’s name and Year in school.
First-choice position: If more people want a position than there are spots available then the RP sample/ IC suitability, the second-choice preferences, and the driver of the chosen Captain (or Co-Captain) will determine which position is awarded. If no Captain (or Co-Captain) is chosen before an IC match is played, the positions will be determined by the Durmstrang Admin.
Second-choice position: Your back-up choice.
RP sample: You may write this as though your character is taking part in the tryout in real-time, or provide a sample from a prior played-out Quidditch match that the character participated in.

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[color=#405394][color=#7b9095][b]Name [Year]:[/b][/color]
[color=#7b9095][b]First-choice position:[/b][/color]
[color=#7b9095][b]Second-choice position:[/b][/color]
[color=#7b9095][b]RP sample:[/b][/color]


Name [Year]: @Zoya Chernova [4th]
First-choice position: Chaser
Second-choice position: Any
RP sample: (from last term's match)

Zoya was pretty young compared to a lot of the other students. She was a lot smaller, but she had spunk. Not to mention the little witch was pretty strategic when it came to knowing where she should be located at any point in the match. She'd grown up watching Quidditch games with her cousins, and not just watching, but picking them apart one play at a time. All the mistakes, all the things they did right, and she learned. When Sabina intercepted Zoya moved to fly beside her, opposite of where Arja was, so there were always passing options in case things got too dicey. She tried not to pout when the Quaffle was passed to the other girl. She may have been a good player for her age but that didn't mean she was any good at being part of a team. She was working on it though!

And any sour feelings she had for not being passed to were quickly shoved to the side when Arja crashed the hoops and scored the first goal of the game. She felt energized by the goal, whooping loudly as she turned round and got ready for the Krovs to try to take the ball back down to the other side of the pitch. Adrenaline pumped through her veins as her tiny pale hands gripped the crappy broom she was riding on. What her broom lacked in attributes she made up for in size though and soon enough she was racing along side the Drakonya Krov captain. They were in a straight line, and while Zoya didn't know exactly what they were planning, she knew there had to be some sort of plan going on.

She moved in to follow as close as she could just as the captain called out and she saw the beautiful brown ball leave her grasp and fly straight up toward Kal. He was older than her, bigger than her, most definitely stronger, but she was brattier and she would use that to her advantage. The thirteen year old moved quickly, with all of her little might, and crashed right into the Krov chaser. She screamed as she did, mostly because she hated getting hurt, but also because it helped with the motivation. Their brooms locked against each other for a split second, a moment long enough for her to paw the Quaffle from his hands and dive to get away. She dove and twisted in the air, something her borrowed broom did not enjoy but she was prepared for the shaking. She tucked the quaffle under her arm and raced back toward the hoops they'd just left. She looked for her teammates, tried to pay attention to the bludgers, but it was a lot to deal with.

A bludger zipped past her and it was entirely too close for comfort. Startled by the close call and the fact that she almost lost her face the small witch's glorious take over was short lived as she dropped the quaffle. It fell fast and she scrambled to catch it but she wasn't the only chaser on the pitch.

[[summary: Zoya crashed into Kal and stole the Quaffle in a very forceful thirteen year old brat kind of a way before diving and taking off toward the Krov hoops. A bludger zipped close past her face, she got scared, and accidentally dropped the Quaffle.]]