Post by derekyoung on Nov 27, 2006 16:56:13 GMT -5
Name: Derek Young
Year: First
Job?: None
Position you want: Seeker
Back-up: Keeper
Sample RP: Derek soared through the cool, brisk autumn wind with a grin on his face. His green Quidditch robes flapped in the wind as he flew passed players on both his team, and the other. Peering through the Quidditch Pitch was his job, searching for the coveted Golden Snitch. Slytherin's cheered him on from the stands, and when he found the chance, Derek flew towards the Gryffindors to provoke them. Derek was getting a sour look from one of the Gryffindor first years, when he caught a glimpse of something gold in the glinting sunlight right near .
"The Snitch!" Derek boosted his Nimbus Two Thousand and One into the crowd of Gryffindors. The Snitch darted between them, eluding Derek's hand by a mere inch. Gryffindor girls screamed, and the boys tried to knock Derek off his broom, and one actually managed it with a solid punch in the nose. Derek reached for the Snitch and felt its fluttering wings in his hand. He rolled off of the broom and through the stands, holding his bleeding nose with one hand, and clutching the Snitch in the other.
"It's here! I have it!" Derek bellowed, a smirk on his face, mocking the bewildered looks on the Gryffindors' faces.
Year: First
Job?: None
Position you want: Seeker
Back-up: Keeper
Sample RP: Derek soared through the cool, brisk autumn wind with a grin on his face. His green Quidditch robes flapped in the wind as he flew passed players on both his team, and the other. Peering through the Quidditch Pitch was his job, searching for the coveted Golden Snitch. Slytherin's cheered him on from the stands, and when he found the chance, Derek flew towards the Gryffindors to provoke them. Derek was getting a sour look from one of the Gryffindor first years, when he caught a glimpse of something gold in the glinting sunlight right near .
"The Snitch!" Derek boosted his Nimbus Two Thousand and One into the crowd of Gryffindors. The Snitch darted between them, eluding Derek's hand by a mere inch. Gryffindor girls screamed, and the boys tried to knock Derek off his broom, and one actually managed it with a solid punch in the nose. Derek reached for the Snitch and felt its fluttering wings in his hand. He rolled off of the broom and through the stands, holding his bleeding nose with one hand, and clutching the Snitch in the other.
"It's here! I have it!" Derek bellowed, a smirk on his face, mocking the bewildered looks on the Gryffindors' faces.