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[Welcome, citizens of the City, to yet another of the Weasley twins' home videos. Today's segment is brought to you by the color green, because at the moment, that's all that's really to be seen: fast moving expanses of green. It takes a moment to focus and clear, but eventually the green can be recognized as the leaves of trees, though what exactly has them moving by so quickly isn't entirely clear until the ground comes into view and Fred turns the camera to himself.]
Evening, mates. Georgie and I've a special treat for you lot today, though particularly for our dearly beloved baby sister. Pay close attention, now.
[There's really no need for close attention though, because as he starts filming his progression through the forest (this time by foot), a wide clearing comes into view. It wasn't made by natural means, and there are three long posts at either end that raise up quite a ways before ending in hoops. Fred gets a good faraway shot of it before turning the camera to his brother, who oddly enough, has a broom in hand, as well as a fair sized ball under the other arm.]
Thank you, Fred. Now I am aware that a great deal of you are woefully ignorant on the subject, so here we go. Say hello to Quiddich, City. The best bloody sport known to wizard kind. The main objective of the game is so get these, [He holds up one of the bright red balls.] through there. [He then points to the large lollipop-like hoops several hundred feet in the air. ] There are bludgers and snitches and other things to worry about, but that’s the main idea. Which is where the brooms come in handy.
[Chuckling a bit, Fred turns the view back to himself as he starts walking again.]
Not bad work for just under a month, eh? But we're not here to bore you with the details of construction and gameplay, brilliant though it may be. We're here to recruit, and before you can ask what for, we've decided to show you.
[A neat swish can be heard, and then the camera begins the move again, but rather than the jerky movements of Fred walking, it's moving smoothly - and filming Fred walking before it to join his brother's side, both with their own broom in hand. You can see him turn to him and grin, a quiet "Ready?" passing between them. They mount their brooms at the same time, and then they're off, zipping about the miniature pitch with Fred following close on George's tail. They make a show of spinning about the hoops and doing tricks across the field before Fred knocks into George and takes the ball - a Quaffle, as it were - and rushes off to the goalposts in an attempt to throw it through the highest of the three hoops. George intercepts and takes the ball back, heading to the other posts to throw it through lazily. It's enough of a demonstrations for them, and they fly past each other in the center of the field with a high five before making their way back to the device. Fred lands neatly and takes it back in hand to film George again.]
All there is to it! How many of you think you could handle that?
And allergic to sports or not, you'll not be getting out of this one, Hermione!
[Fred's grinning for it, but it sounds an awful lot like a subtle threat. Quidditch is very serious business, you know. There's laughter, another high five of victory and accomplishment, and then the feed shuts off.]
[ooc; The twins made a Quidditch pitch! They know Ginny's been itching for a game and they have everything else - brooms and enchanted balls (teehee) - so this was really all there was left to do. I know Gin's already been giving flying lessons, but anyone else that wants in is more than welcome. They need at least 14 people to play a proper game, but they can make do with what they get. Both George and Fred will be replying!]
[Welcome, citizens of the City, to yet another of the Weasley twins' home videos. Today's segment is brought to you by the color green, because at the moment, that's all that's really to be seen: fast moving expanses of green. It takes a moment to focus and clear, but eventually the green can be recognized as the leaves of trees, though what exactly has them moving by so quickly isn't entirely clear until the ground comes into view and Fred turns the camera to himself.]
Evening, mates. Georgie and I've a special treat for you lot today, though particularly for our dearly beloved baby sister. Pay close attention, now.
[There's really no need for close attention though, because as he starts filming his progression through the forest (this time by foot), a wide clearing comes into view. It wasn't made by natural means, and there are three long posts at either end that raise up quite a ways before ending in hoops. Fred gets a good faraway shot of it before turning the camera to his brother, who oddly enough, has a broom in hand, as well as a fair sized ball under the other arm.]
Thank you, Fred. Now I am aware that a great deal of you are woefully ignorant on the subject, so here we go. Say hello to Quiddich, City. The best bloody sport known to wizard kind. The main objective of the game is so get these, [He holds up one of the bright red balls.] through there. [He then points to the large lollipop-like hoops several hundred feet in the air. ] There are bludgers and snitches and other things to worry about, but that’s the main idea. Which is where the brooms come in handy.
[Chuckling a bit, Fred turns the view back to himself as he starts walking again.]
Not bad work for just under a month, eh? But we're not here to bore you with the details of construction and gameplay, brilliant though it may be. We're here to recruit, and before you can ask what for, we've decided to show you.
[A neat swish can be heard, and then the camera begins the move again, but rather than the jerky movements of Fred walking, it's moving smoothly - and filming Fred walking before it to join his brother's side, both with their own broom in hand. You can see him turn to him and grin, a quiet "Ready?" passing between them. They mount their brooms at the same time, and then they're off, zipping about the miniature pitch with Fred following close on George's tail. They make a show of spinning about the hoops and doing tricks across the field before Fred knocks into George and takes the ball - a Quaffle, as it were - and rushes off to the goalposts in an attempt to throw it through the highest of the three hoops. George intercepts and takes the ball back, heading to the other posts to throw it through lazily. It's enough of a demonstrations for them, and they fly past each other in the center of the field with a high five before making their way back to the device. Fred lands neatly and takes it back in hand to film George again.]
All there is to it! How many of you think you could handle that?
And allergic to sports or not, you'll not be getting out of this one, Hermione!
[Fred's grinning for it, but it sounds an awful lot like a subtle threat. Quidditch is very serious business, you know. There's laughter, another high five of victory and accomplishment, and then the feed shuts off.]
[ooc; The twins made a Quidditch pitch! They know Ginny's been itching for a game and they have everything else - brooms and enchanted balls (teehee) - so this was really all there was left to do. I know Gin's already been giving flying lessons, but anyone else that wants in is more than welcome. They need at least 14 people to play a proper game, but they can make do with what they get. Both George and Fred will be replying!]
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Date: 2011-09-17 10:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-18 12:32 am (UTC)[Yeah, Fred heard about it from George. Boring.]
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Date: 2011-09-19 01:36 am (UTC)Which could be fun. As long as it doesn't mess with our season
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Date: 2011-09-19 01:46 pm (UTC)[This is a grin. You are brilliant, Lucy.]
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Date: 2011-09-19 10:39 pm (UTC)[He gets one back because she appreciates people who think she's brilliant.]
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Date: 2011-09-18 12:43 pm (UTC)WRONG BLONDE
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Date: 2011-09-18 10:45 pm (UTC)Thank you!
[And she will show up a bit later wearing jeans, a tee shirt and ridiculous high heels because she doesn't really own anything else.]
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Date: 2011-09-19 01:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-19 03:49 am (UTC)Yes please! [She hooks her arm through his.] Lead the way.
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