Workshop #6: Quidditch Workshop - Aerobatics [END]
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(( The following workshop is a Role-Play. Please remain in characters and keep OOC chat to minimum and contained within double parenthesis like this message. ))
Stuck to bulletins, doors, windows, trees, and the backside of students all around the school, the following flyer can be found.
Aerobatics Workshop To all Quidditch players or any students interested in the sport, If you're interest in showmanship and flare, If you're interested in bettering yourself in the air, Come join us at the pitch to learn flying tricks of all sorts!
What is this? This is an aerobatics workshop! Students will be learning flight maneuver and tricks through demos and exercises. This will range from basic moves to moves used by real pros! Equipment and gear will be provided.
Who can come? Quidditch players and any interested student! Not for quitters, whiners, or the faint of heart!
Where is this? The workshop will be held at the school's Quidditch pitch!
When is it? Saturday March 11th @ 8a.m. SHARP!
RP Rules
- Stay in-character. Any out of character chat should be kept at a minimum or in double parenthesis.
- Keep RP PG-13
- General Subeta guidelines apply.
- Have fun.
Schedule
The following schedule may change, but for now, this is the working schedule.
3/11-3/13. Intro 3/13-3/16. Exercise 1: Sloth Grip Roll Obstacle Course 3/16-3/19. Exercise 2: Woollongong Shimmy, Capture the Flag 3/19-3/20. Break (Guest Intro) 3/20-3/22. Exercise 3: Wronski Feint Obstacle Course 3/22-3/24. Wrap-up
Sign-In / Waiver Form
I hereby assume all of the risks of participating in this workshop, including but not limited to any risks that may arise from negligence or carelessness on the part of myself, the captain, the school, or any guest, from dangerous or defective equipment or property owned, maintained or controlled by them, or because of their possible liability without fault. I certify that I am physically fit and have not been advised to not participate by a qualified medical professional. I certify that there are no health-related reasons or problems which preclude my participation in this workshop. I acknowledge that this waiver form will be used by the organizers of the workshop in which I may participate and that it will govern my actions and responsibilities at said workshop. In consideration of my participation, I hereby take action for myself as follows: (A)I WAIVE, RELEASE, AND DISCHARGE from any and all liability, including but not limited to, liability arising from the negligence or fault of the captain, school, or guest speaker, for my death, disability, personal injury, property damage, property theft, or actions of any kind which may hereafter occur to me including my traveling to and from this workshop. (B) I INDEMNIFY, HOLD HARMLESS, AND PROMISE NOT TO SUE the school, the captain, guest speakers, or anyone involved in organizing this workshop from any and all liabilities or claims made as a result of participation in this workshop, whether caused by negligence or otherwise. I acknowledge that this workshop may carry with it the potential for death, serious injury, and personal loss. The risks may include, but are not limited to, those caused by terrain, facilities, temperature, weather, condition of participants, equipment, actions of other people including, but not limited to, participants, volunteers, spectators, captains, and lack of hydration. I CERTIFY THAT I HAVE READ THIS WAIVER, AND I FULLY UNDERSTAND ITS CONTENT. I AM AWARE THAT THIS IS A RELEASE OF LIABILITY AND I SIGN IT ON MY OWN FREE WILL.
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[img align=left]http://i.imgur.com/KTKugF2.png[/img] Eros was sitting on the bottom steps at the one of the stairways that led up into the stands. On the ground to his left were two unfolded tables. Other than a sign-in sheet that also seems to doubled as a waiver on one of the tables, there was nothing else on them. On the ground beside them was a large keg. Attached to the top of the was a tap and a lever to get water out of it. It seemed room temperature water was the only refreshment provided, although it was probably warm compared to the slightly cool morning. The season was currently on the border between winter and spring. It was still somewhat sweater weather, but it was not chilly enough to make multiple layers a necessity. The morning was bearable in a single layer of long-sleeved clothes. As the sun ascended higher, it provided a bit more warmth.
To Eros' right were some open boxes with protective Quidditch gear. There was also an unopened box sitting by itself. Should anyone open it, inside would be belts with either a gold or silver flag attached to them by velcro. Immediately right of the boxes were the brooms. Absent were the bats, bludgers, snitch, and quaffles. The pitch, itself, looked a little different this morning. A series of stationary hollow barrels and rings floated in the air creating an obstacle course of sort. The course was in the form of a "U". The series started at one end of the pitch (closest to where Eros is sitting )and went all the way down to the other, made a u-turn around the goals, and headed back. The ground directly beneath was almost entirely saturated with water creating a large area of mud.
It was currently a quarter until eight. For the most part, it was quiet except for the occasional tweets of some unseen birds. Although it was cool, the sun's ray added a golden tint to everything, giving the illusion of warmth.
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((OOC: I love the waiver form! ^.^ This class idea and how you are carrying it out are so clever and organized!!))
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Magnus arrived at the workshop carrying the broom his mother had made him. It was top quality, given his mother made quidditch supplies for a living. He looked at the wavier form with a raised brow. But signed it anyway.
Outfit Not Found Stifling the twentieth yawn or so of the morning, Fade stumbled his way down to the quidditch pitch. So far the anticipation of flying around was the only thing motivating his groggy thoughts. Surely a quidditch workshop would include flying around, right?
Almost tripping as he crossed under the stands he remembered the last time he had been on the pitch and looked up half expecting to see a pegasus wheeling overhead. Instead he was only greeted with a blinding ray of sunlight. Blinking the tears away, after a moment he was able to look around. Surprisingly there weren’t many people, just someone who had to be the workshop coordinator (@/riptide), and Magnus. (@/Raven)
As he got closer he thought he recognized the boy from a previous workshop, but couldn’t remember being introduced. Feeling somewhat awkward Fade swallowed his anxiety and approached with a small wave. “He-y.” His voice cracked. “This where we sign up?” Clearly it was. “Hey Mags.” He smiled at his friend. Lifting one of the waivers he began to read but quickly grew bored. Skimming over the rest he searched for a quill to sign his name away to the dark side of whatever he hadn’t actually read. Afterwards he followed suit and took a seat on the bleachers in the vicinity of the captain. “I’m Fade, nice to meet’cha.”
(( not sure how well I will be able to keep up, but I'muna try! ))
"'Ey Fade," he said with a wicked grin, "Early for once I see."
“Uh yeah, don’t ask me how.” He scratched his nose and sat back a bit trying to cover up another yawn. ()
Magnus giggled, "I needa get Ginger to start waking you up with bird screeches 2 hours before you needa go anywhere."
((@ ambition Hi, thanks. Can't take credit for organizational structure, just learning from those before me xD Got the waiver idea from all the sports things irl that made me sign one of those forms, haha))
[img align=left]http://i.imgur.com/KTKugF2.png[/img] Eros was fastening leg guards to his legs when he noticed the first student arriving. They even had their own broom. As the student got closer, the Slytherin recognized Magnus. He watched quietly as the lycan boy went to sign in. Following Magnus was another student that Eros didn't know the name of. Again, he just silently watched the student sign in. Eros wasn't the kind to throw a big cheery welcome or anything. Also, it was morning, so quiet and subtle seemed more fitting.
"You look ready," Eros directed his comment towards Magnus (@ raven), noting the other boy's uniform and broom. "Padding and guards over there if you need them," the Aussie gestured his head to the right.
Eros then turned his attention to Fade (@ cheshire). "You can call me Eros," the sixth year student replied stoically. "You can gear up over there," he gestured in the same direction that he had for Magnus.
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"Yep, looking forward to it." Magnus almost face palmed having forgotten his guards and padding. Oh well. "Cheers," he said heading to the box to put the rest of the gear on.
Fade shuddered at the thought of the parrot yelling him awake. Those things could really scream. “Anything but that.” () He groaned and stretched. Realizing he completely failed to grab anything other than his gloves and goggles, he blushed slightly and rose to put on some borrowed gear. Just try not to think about all the other gross sweetly people who had previously worn them and everything would be fine. He even thought he spotted his favorite borrowed broom in the pile of broomsticks off to the side. With everything situated he was finally awake enough to actually notice how the pitch was set up. A grin spread across his face. It really looked like it was guna be fun.
Magnus laughed. "Good thing she don't scream much. Though I can train 'er too... of course that means I'd 'ave to put up with that for the next 80 years."
Private Outfit Paddy ran up to the Quidditch pitch, hoping she wasn't too late. She'd not had much chance to use her new broom since the term started, and was looking forward to learning some Quidditch skills. Waving at Fade () and Magnus (), and giving a quick smile to the student she didn't think she'd met before (), she started reading through the waiver form before giving up and signing her name at the base.
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Magnus waved to Paddy, happy to see her arrive for the workshop. "'Ow you've been? Oh, nice broom you 'ave there."
[img align=left]http://i.imgur.com/KTKugF2.png[/img] Eros looked over to see the new arrival smiling at him, but he was paying more attention to the broom she had. "Cool broom,," he commented, admiring the model. "I'm Eros," he introduced himself since he was sure they never talked before. Then again, he rarely talked to anyone. "If you need any extra gear or padding, they're over there," he rocked his head to his right.
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Merlin arrived dressed up for the occasion, he truly disliked the sport and especially flying on a broomstick but he was going to try and learn something in order to get better grades on the subject. After arrival he read the release note and was about to leave but then decided it was nothing, in case of a fall, he could always transform although he preferred not to do it. He also had to consider a knock by one of the distrustful balls of the game, a hit from another student or anything else that he probably had no idea of. "I don't like this, whoever invented this game deserves to rot somewhere nasty." After his mumbling, Merlin signed and moved on. "I tell you Eros, this is not for quitters but I may because this stuff is not for me." Merlin wasn't happy, there was nothing he disliked more than this game, even more than divination. "All for a good grade."
[img align=left]http://i.imgur.com/KTKugF2.png[/img] Eros stood up to stretch his arms and legs when he noticed a familiar face () walking onto the pitch sporting green. He couldn't help but smirk a bit (although he tried to hide it) at Merlin's mumbling. He continued stretching, but looked at Merlin again when the other student spoke to him. "You're here when you don't want or have to be. All just to better yourself. Pretty admirable.," Eros replied, still faintly smiling as he made sure his gloves were secured. Merlin was one of the few students Eros sort of, kind of warmed to and felt comfortable around. "It won't be too bad. If it makes you feel better, I can promise you there won't be any Bludgers hitting you today...at the very least. It'll be mostly flying. You can't tell me you don't like flying. It's quite a rush." The Aussie walked over to the brooms and picked one out for himself.
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"'Ey, Merlin, 'ow are you doin?" Magnus smiled brightly. He was in a good mood, though he knew his friend wasn't keen on the game at all.
[img align=left]https://sapi.subeta.net/shared/165621.png[/img] Sauvage walked up to the Quidditch pitch () - definitely nervous since she didn't have all that much experience on a broom. Of course, that's why she was doing this, to gain that experience. She grew increasingly less sure of this idea though as she read over the waiver carefully and thoroughly. She bit her lip and begrudgingly signed the bottom of the paper, hoping she wouldn't die today.
After signing her life away, Sauvage looked up to see students loitering around what looked to be protective gear. She looked down at her own ripped jeans and leather jacket and realized just how unprepared she had come. Luckily, she saw some friends and familiar faces.