Post by Viola Stratford on Jun 10, 2010 23:11:06 GMT -5
Name: Viola Stratford
House: Slytherin
Desired Position: Chaser (1 of 3)
Sample Post: Viola sighed with relief. She loved the feel of flying, it was an amazing relief after being cooped up in the castle for so long. It wasn't something you learned, flying was instinctual. But she had the game to concentrate on. She watched carefully as the quaffle was passed back and forth between the chasers on the other team. They favored their two older students, practically ignoring the younger one. This was a mistake she was going to exploit.
She hurtled herself at the one that held the quaffle and at the last minute feinted, and pulled down. The opposing chaser with the quaffle tried to throw it at his other teammate, but that one was distracted by the bludger her beater knocked his way. He was forced to throw the quaffle at the less experienced member because she was coming back around and intended to snatch it out of his arms. Just as she predicted, the youngest opposing chaser fumbled the ball. Viola dived for it and caught it, she nudged it safely under her right arm while she steered her broom with her left.
The two older opponents realized their mistake too late and now were trying to block her in as she flew back down the field to score. There was no use in being a hero now. She waited until the last minute and then threw the quaffle at her own teammate. They had practiced this maneuver for hours. It worked to perfection, her teammate caught it, and then scored the goal for them.
House: Slytherin
Desired Position: Chaser (1 of 3)
Sample Post: Viola sighed with relief. She loved the feel of flying, it was an amazing relief after being cooped up in the castle for so long. It wasn't something you learned, flying was instinctual. But she had the game to concentrate on. She watched carefully as the quaffle was passed back and forth between the chasers on the other team. They favored their two older students, practically ignoring the younger one. This was a mistake she was going to exploit.
She hurtled herself at the one that held the quaffle and at the last minute feinted, and pulled down. The opposing chaser with the quaffle tried to throw it at his other teammate, but that one was distracted by the bludger her beater knocked his way. He was forced to throw the quaffle at the less experienced member because she was coming back around and intended to snatch it out of his arms. Just as she predicted, the youngest opposing chaser fumbled the ball. Viola dived for it and caught it, she nudged it safely under her right arm while she steered her broom with her left.
The two older opponents realized their mistake too late and now were trying to block her in as she flew back down the field to score. There was no use in being a hero now. She waited until the last minute and then threw the quaffle at her own teammate. They had practiced this maneuver for hours. It worked to perfection, her teammate caught it, and then scored the goal for them.
