Las Chicas Locas

[GinnyPotter]

Hi everyone!

I think that I am the first person in team 6 to see this, so I made the thread. When everyone is here, I guess we can vote to make a name for our team, because I think some people would say it's not fair if we don't change it.

Right now we can introduce ourselves and tell a little about eachother. I'll start.

Name: GinnyPotter, or Ginny
House: Hufflepuff!
Hobbies: Writing, thinking about Harry Potter, reading
Why you love Quidditch: Because it is cool, and you don't know what to expect!

So, um..... Let's start brainstorming!

[bittersweet_lullaby]

Name: bittersweet_lullaby / TF
House: Slytherin
Hobbies: Writing (I'm working on my own musical at the moment), reading, swimming, hanging out with friends, knitting, etc.
Why you love Quidditch: Because it's so much more interesting than American football. And if it was possible in the Muggle world, I'd totally be a Chaser.

I really don't have any preference as to names. I think if we could use our names to come up with an anagram, that would be pretty freakin' awesome, though.

I need to go get a snack, so I will come back later when our other teammates are here. :)

First, though, I think we should specify what sort of things we normally write best. Action, dialogue, description, etc. I'll basically write whatever, but I like descriptions and action sequences better than dialogue right now.

So, I'll be back soon. This is going to be fun, I can't wait to start.

- TF

[GreyLady]

Isn't 6 supposed to be the number of the devil?

*gets weird looks because she isn't funny*

*coughs*

Alright, I'll settle down now, promise.

Name: GreyLady, or Ren.
House: Ravenclaw=Turnipy goodness!
Hobbies: Reading, writing, music, movies, fanfiction. Also, being pretentious. ;)
Why you love Quidditch: Well, I don't necessarily love it, but I like it, yes. It's easier to understand than American football, at any rate. *is American* Quidditch is Quidditch, what can I say? Any sport than involves flying is cool in my book.

I really like the anagram idea, so we just have to wait for the last person before we can decide whether that's feasible. I'd say I'm better at description and possibly dialogue.

[GinnyPotter]

I think I'm better at details.... but we'll wait until the Gryffindor person comes.

[GreyLady]

Okay, team! *feels nerdy* I think we ought to get started as soon as possible, at least working out the plot. My idea is that we can all put forth what we deem our best overall idea for the game and then we vote on which one we like best and go from there. Unless, of course, someone has a different idea. I suppose we might just want to start writing and see where it goes, but that might be a disaster in the making. I'd feel more comfortable with at least a loose plan. /my two cents

I saw that TF has AIM, but I don't know about Ginny or our Gryff. It would be really helpful if we could have a chat or something to flesh this out, but we'll have to see.

[GinnyPotter]

That's a good idea. We can decide if it is Humor, Dark, General, or Romance. Then we can choose the characters, setting, time..... and then when we get our team name we can ask to change the thread..... /ramble person.

But I don't have AIM, but I have email!

I'm going to get breakfast, I will be back!

~*~Ginny~*~

[tc015]

Hi! Sorry for the lateness. I've been sick. (Blame stupid fever and sore throat.)

Name: tc015 or Teresa
House: Gryffindor
Hobbies: Writing, reading, playing piano
Why you love Quidditch: Well, it is much better than most sports. After all, who wouldn't want to fly on a broomstick. I'd love to be a Chaser.

When it comes to writing, I really enjoy writing descriptions of the setting.
AIM doesn't like my computer. I do have email.

[GreyLady]

Okay, we have all our players.'Tis sad that Ginny and Teresa don't have AIM, but that's life. I'm sorry that you were sick, Teresa!

Here's the plan as I see it. Everyone feel free to suggest additional things or disagree, but I thought I'd get the show on the road.

We can all say which genre, team name, and plot idea (includes era, characters, maybe a twist, ect) we'd like. I think we should have a set order for posting the drabbles so that everyone gets a chance and does their part, so say how you feel about that. I'm also including the contact info in case someone has a question. If you feel comfortable with it, tell us how to best get in touch with you. When everyone has posted their ideas, we can vote on everything. I'd like to start writing within the next day or so. We only have nine days left!

Genre: General with focus on the action on the game, with maybe some light humor thrown in here or there. A little romance wouldn't hurt.
Plot Idea: *will be back with idea*
Preferred Order: I'm willing to go first, though I don't really want to all that much. I'd prefer a set order.
Team Name: I'm too lazy to work on the anagram. I'm going to say Las Chicas Locas (the crazy girls, lol)
Contact: PM or AIM. (PM is probably best, though you could always try IMing me first)

[bittersweet_lullaby]

That sounds like a good team name, Ren. *giggles* Las Chicas Locas. I like it.

Genre: Action/romance, I guess. *shrug* Just no fluff. How would one write Quidditch fluff, anyway?
Plot Idea: How about a match that Charlie Weasley played? Ooh, we could do the one the year before Harry got there, when they were 'flattened' by Slytherin. Do we have to do Harry-centric robins (we could do a Harry/Cedric robin. *snort* Sorry.)?
Preferred Order: I don't really mind. I'd like a set order as well.
Team Name: I like Las Chicas Locas. :D
Contact: PM or MSN, really. I don't get on AIM as much.

I have to get off. My mom doesn't want me online anymore, she wants me outside. XD

- TF

[GinnyPotter]

I like that team name too! I don't know about you, but that totally decribes me.

Genre: General and Action.
Plot Idea: See TF's answer.
Preferred Order: Can I maybe go second or third? And I like a set order as well.
Team Name: Las Chicas Locas!
Contact: PM.

Should we ask a moderater to change our topic title then?

[tc015]

Genre: Action/General with a hint of humor
Plot Idea: I like the Charlie idea. I can just imagine Lee's commentary for the Gryffindor/Slytherin match, that would be hysterical. I can see him saying that Madame Hooch was biased, that the game was set up.
Preferred Order: I'll go anytime, maybe second or third. A set order would be a lot of help.
Team Name: Las Chicas Locas sounds muy buenas.
Contact: PM

[GreyLady]

Teresa, Ginny, Ren, and TF--Las Chicas Locas!

Ginny, since you created the thread, I think you have the option to edit the title if you go into advance editing. Not sure, though.

My idea is that the Chudley Canons finally win a game and Ron is there. Maybe he could be spurred on to finally ask out Hermione...But the Charlie idea is really good. If you'd all rather do that I'll be happy to as well.

Here's an order that seems like it would be okay:

GreyLady
tc015
GinnyPotter
bittersweet_lullaby

And I guess that's it. We could probably start writing today if everyone still agrees on the plot.

[bittersweet_lullaby]

I don't really want to do the Chudley Cannons idea, if that's okay. I'm a sort of anti-Ron/Hermione kind of person. I can't write it, can't read it unless it's JKR. I could try, but I'd prefer not to. If everyone agrees to the Charlie plot, I suggest we get writing. :)

The order is fine with me. I don't mind going last. The only problem is that I'm going to have a two-hour math class tomorrow afternoon, but I'll be here the rest of the day.

I hate making short posts, but since it's not my turn, I'm going to have to. >.>

- TF

[tc015]

I have no problem with the order. I'm still home sick from school, so I can do it most anytime. The Charie plotline sounds fine with me. I can't wait to start writing.

~Teresa

[GreyLady]

Okay. Would you rather go first so that it works out better? If so, go ahead and post, that's fine with me as long as Ginny and Teresa are good with the order. I thought the Chudley Cannons idea was sort of iffy, so...yeah.

Let's get cracking! (I'm just full of corny sayings...)

EDIT: So Teresa is fine...Ginny?

[GinnyPotter]

Yeah, sorry Ren, but I think that the Charlie Plot won. I personally don't really mind what plot we do because I can write both, but I think that if someone can't wirte it, then we all need to do a plot that we can all write.

Anyway, I can't wait to post my part. For some reason before school today I kept writing a scene about Chralie weasley. If you don't mind guys, I really need to blab this out. I will explode if I don't. Is this related to the plot at all? If so, I'm doing something with it, but since I'm 3rd, I have to wait. If you don't like it, just say the words and I will delete it from my post. Also, Ren, if you want you can use it but you can make it your own =]

"Hiss?" I wondered, but said out loud.

"Yes, hiss." Charlie told me.

"But aren't Gryffindors supposed to roar?" We asked while I walked onto the quidditch field. My long red hair clashed with my red robes, so fixed up my hair while Charlie replied, "No, we are supposed to ask like snakes today because Angelina dared me to while we were playing Truth Or Dare last night."

"So basically, are we allowed to ride on our brooms, because snakes don't have legs are feet. Am I allowed to catch the quaffle? Am I allowed to walk or do I have to crawl? Am I allowed to talk to the rest of the Gryffindors still?" One of us said loudly.

Also, if you guys don't want me to post this, tell me ASAP! I didn't know where else to tell you guys.

~*~Ginny~*~

EDIT: *looks at above post*

OH NO! I meant to post mine way before yours but now my post is weird! Okay, I don't mind about the order unless someone does not like being second. I would take their place! :) And my idea about the plot is at the top.

[GreyLady]

Okay, you can go first then, Ginny. I like your idea! We have to get this started sometime, so I'd say just post it, but we need to see what the others will say. If they're alright with it, then the order would be you, TF (that would work better with your schedule, right?), Teresa, and then me. Whew, this is complicated. Everyone give your opinion quickly so that we can get started!

[tc015]

I'll go anytime. Either order works for me. I can't wait to start.

~Teresa

[GinnyPotter]

I'm OK with it!

/spamspamspamIlovespam5050505050505550505050505050w ordsbecauseofspam!

[bittersweet_lullaby]

That sounds great! I have to go do my math homework (and I dropped out of the Procrastinators' Club [which I helped start] to stop procrastinating), since class is tomorrow...

That sounds fine.

I can't wait to get started! I'll be sure to get on first thing in the morning, but I can't write anything till after breakfast, when I'm fully awake ;)

- TF

[GinnyPotter]

Okay, Since we decided the order, here is the beginning!

You know, when someone plays quidditch for the Gryffindor team, I thought we were supposed to show pride for Gryffindor. But sadly, my Captain, Charlie Weasley, had different ideas.

"Okay team, to make sure we win, we will make sure that everyone hears us hiss!" Charlie said happily when we were going over our jobs. He gets like this before a quidditch game, so I wasn't surprised. But I had one little problem, and so did everyone else.

"Hiss?" we all exclaimed.

"Yes, hiss." Charlie told us.

"But aren't Gryffindors supposed to roar?" we asked while we walked onto the Quidditch field.

Get ready to add on!

~*~Ginny~*~

EDIT: Sorry TF. I fixed it up so it is 100 words.

[bittersweet_lullaby]

"Listen, just get out there and play," Charlie told us. "Please."

We all traipsed out to the pitch and waited for the match to begin. Charlie stood next to me, and as Madam Hooch walked to the center of the pitch, he leaned down next to me and spoke in my ear.

"They’ll be after me so I can't get the Snitch," he muttered. "Will you cover me?"

I nodded. Madam Hooch stared all around at everyone before ordering the two Captains to shake hands. They did, staring intensely at each other while clearly trying to break the other's fingers.

Also, Ginny, the beginning is much too long. Each of us can only write 100 words, and yours is 220 (ah, the joy of Appleworks).

- TF

[tc015]

After the captains finally stopped cutting off all circulation in their hands, we mounted our brooms. But before we could kick-off, Madam Hooch had a few words for us.

"I want a fair game from everyone today," she said sternly, turning her eyes to each of us one by one, her eyes lingering longer on Marcus Flint, the Slytherin captain, who was known for bending the rules. This is definitely not going to be a fair game, I thought.

Before we knew it, the balls were thrown in the air. We kicked off into the air, and the game began.

[GreyLady]

The Slytherins were all over us from the start, our Beaters struggling to cover us while the Keeper made a valiant effort to block the hoops. The Slytherins’ grim determination was shocking in its intensity; I wondered just what was spurring them on.

As I bobbed nimbly through blurred figures, I spotted Charlie under the attack of two fierce Bludgers. I didn’t think; I acted. The Quaffle made a rather loud cracking noise as it came in contact with a head.

“Charlie, you okay?” I shouted. He gave a strained grin before zooming off in pursuit of the elusive Snitch.

Are we supposed to have exactly a hundred words? I did, just in case. And you've got some minor problems, Ginny. Quaffle and Quidditch are capitalized, Angelina was not there when Charlie was, and if words aren't names then they aren't capitalized after dialogue.

[GinnyPotter]

Thinking he was okay, I sped out to get the quaffle, which was going toward the Gryffindor goal post. When I was about to grab the quaffle from the Slytherin, he suddenly swerved down, leaving me to give of chase. But, he scored when I flew about 10 more feet closer to him. I heard all of the Gryffindors booing, and all the Slytherins cheering. I could hear the Slytherins more.

As I saw the quaffle speed toward me, I reached out, grabbed it, and headed toward the Slytherin hoops. The Slytherins didn’t even know I had grabbed the quaffle.

I did exactly 100 words too, just in case. Also, sorry for my errors, I will fix them.

~*~Ginny~*~

[bittersweet_lullaby]

Ginny, I don't want to continue if the first bit is still breaking the rules. Do you think you could re-write it to 100 words so I can add on?

I'll have to reply this afternoon. I have to do my math homework and get ready to go out. I'm going Christmas shopping (since I have to ship stuff to England) and I'm getting my superlong hair cut short.

- TF

[GinnyPotter]

TF, I fixed the beginning so it is 100 words. Sorry for the trouble.

~*~Ginny~*~

[bittersweet_lullaby]

I hate to be a stickler or a bother, but that's still 171 words. I checked it in an Appleworks file. I just don't want to get in trouble, y'know?

I'm sorry if I seem bossy or obsessive, but I just want this to get done and follow the rules.

- TF

I was speeding up now, heading for the goal posts. The Keeper looked up, saw me, and darted forward to block my shot. I grimaced.

It's not going to be pretty if I don't make this goal, I thought. C'mon! I feinted left, flew right, and shot--

A loud groan rose from the Gryffindor stands. The Keeper had turned around just in time to grab the Quaffle before it flew through the goal.

I swivelled around only to see something large and black hurtling straight toward my face.

I ducked half-heartedly, bracing myself for the pain.

[tc015]

But the pain never came. I could see the Bludger fly right past me and nearly hit the other team’s Keeper. I was extremely lucky. I quickly turned my attention back to the game.

Over by our goalposts, I could see one of the Slytherin Chasers headed directly for our goals. I watched as one of our other Chasers sped after him. When she tried to steal the Quaffle from him, the Slytherin knocked her off her broom. I saw my teammate begin her slow flight to the ground and heard the loud thud of her body against the ground.

[GreyLady]

Charlie sped towards her in dismay and I felt a twinge of jealously…since when did I care whether Charlie helped another girl? But the look on his face…

In my distraction I almost dropped the Quaffle as it was passed to me, but managed it, barely. A Slytherin was flying very close to me--

“Oomph!”

He had jabbed his elbow into my stomach, resulting in a dropped ball and disoriented flying. That was the most obvious instance of cobbing I had ever seen! But nobody did anything about it.

This game was getting more out of control by the second.

[GinnyPotter]

The Slytherins were defiantly gaining on us, and now the score was 30-20, favour of us. 'Alright, at least we are still winning, but I know that Slytherins play dirty. I'm not a gossiper for nothing.' I thought just as the Slytherins scored again. This game would never end. Charlie and the other team's seeker haven't seen the snitch in a while, people keep breaking the rules, and I even almost got hit by a bludger!

A bludger went passed my arm, making me swerve to right and into the pitch black sky. If only we could get a miracle.....

Also TF, I fixed it.... again. Man, I fix a lot!

~*~Ginny~*~

[bittersweet_lullaby]

You guys can just skip me tomorrow. We really need to get this done soon, and I won't be home until dinner time tomorrow. I don't want to hold up the progress.

- TF

I spotted Charlie racing across the pitch after a flash of gold. The Gryffindors were cheering themselves hoarse.

But there was the Slytherin Beater - oh no. He had smacked a Bludger right at Charlie, and I was the only person in between the Bludger and Charlie. The only person in between the Bludger and our victory. Between us and the Cup.

I took off at full speed, zooming into the Bludger’s path. Charlie was gaining on the Snitch now, but so was the Slytherin Seeker. The Bludger was gaining on me. If I could just keep it away from Charlie...

[tc015]

The Bludger was coming closer by the second. I braced myself yet again for its impact. I watched as the Bludger came closer to my head. Forgetting what I was supposed to do, I ducked out of pure instinct. I heard the thud of a Bludger against the hard bone of a human's skull and the thud of a body hitting the ground. I could hear the moan of the disappointed crowd along with the wild cackles of some extremely happy fans.

When I had at last felt it safe to look up, my heart dropped at what I saw.

EDIT: I fixed all my posts to make them exactly 100 words.

[GreyLady]

I agree with TF; we need to get this finished up by Monday at the very latest.

Ginny--You spelled definitely wrong, you forgot the apostrophe in team's, and you need to go back and capitalize the names of positions and balls. Sorry, but I just want to have a respectable fic; not trying to be mean or pushy.

Teresa--Are you sure you're doing a hundred words and not less? We are supposed to do exactly a hundred, right? I checked the instructions and that's what it sounds like...

You guys might want to think about incorporating the reason why the Slytherins are so desperate to win, if you want to make it into something more. Also, I'd like to have a Charlie/Random Girl moment at the end of the game if we can manage it and if you all want it...just something slight. =)

The terror that had frozen me came back in full measure as I gazed upon Charlie lying prostrate on the ground. What had I done? We would have won!

He was just lying there…

I forced myself to turn my attention back to the game. Charlie was being tended by teachers; there was nothing I could do for him besides try to keep our points up so that we would still have a chance at winning. I was going to make Charlie proud of me…never mind that he was unconscious.

Unfortunately, this was much more complicated than I had planned.

And I just remembered that we were going to include some humor, lol. Oh, well.

[GinnyPotter]

Just as I was looking for the Quaffle, I realized something. If Charlie didn't get to play anymore, we can't let Slytherin score, because then if we get at least 150 points, we would still win. Slytherins might be sly, but sometimes, Gryffindors have tricks up their sleeves.

I called a time out, and the rest of the team and I rushed into the changing rooms so no one could hear us. Not that anyone can hear us if we were outside, because it started to rain. But just to be safe, we met here.

"Guys, I have an idea…”

Are we making this story posted on MNFF? Cool!

~*~Queen of Strange Happiness~*~
~*~Queen of Harry Potter~*~
~*~Ginny~*~

[tc015]

"What?" said one of our Beaters. "Another way to kill us completely. You’re the idiot who ducked and lost us Charlie. Why we should trust you?"

They all nodded in agreement.

“Even though we don’t have Charlie, we still can win. If we are more than 150 points ahead of Slytherin when they catch the Snitch, then we win.”

The same guy from before spoke up again. “How are we supposed to do that? We just lost our best Chaser.”

The Keeper started arguing with that Chaser, and everyone was taking sides. Our team was crumbling from the inside out.

I don't whether we're posting this on MNFF. If we do, that's fine with me.

[GreyLady]

Teresa, Charlie was a Seeker (I'm pretty sure), so they didn't lose a chaser. I hadn't really thought of posting this on MNFF, but if you want to, go for it.

“Well, this is pathetic,” I said scornfully, climbing on top of a bench. “While we’re in here arguing about whose fault it is, Charlie’s knocked out cold. We’re pretty damn selfish.” Everyone became sober.

But then a voice piped up, the same boy as before. “You’re the one who was too afraid to take a Bludger for him. Why should we listen to you?” Now icy glares were being directed at me. And one by one the team filed out, resentful and angry.

I walked outside, eyeing the suddenly grey sky. Suddenly, there was a low growl of thunder.

Great.

[tc015]

When I was talking the Chaser, I meant the one the Slytherins had attacked earlier in the game. I'll change that line if you'd think it was too confusing.

[GreyLady]

I'm sorry! Don't worry about it. *is a dimwit* And sorry for spamming the thread, mods...

[GinnyPotter]

"Are you guys ready to resume play?" asked Madam Hooch as the last of us walked out onto the field. "You guys took 20 minutes in there!"

As I heard Madam Hooch's whistle blow, I heard a loud CRACK! Startled, but thinking it was only lightning, I kept trying to get the quaffle before Slytherin scored another 10 points. I got the Quaffle, but all of a sudden, I saw out of the corner of my eye, a bludger coming strait toward me. I was frozen. I acted quickly, but stupidly. I flew toward the bludger. What was I doing?!


(Just to let you guys know, this is 100 words. I even checked!)

PS: Guess what! Right now, our round robin is 1600 words!

[bittersweet_lullaby]

YAY! It's long. Longer than I thought! Sorry I wasn't able to post for so long.

- TF

I zoomed toward the Bludger, trying to figure out what to do. Then, as though it had a mind of its own, my broom dropped several feet. The Bludger rocketed over my head and flew off after someone else.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Looking up, I saw three green blurs flying right at me. I gasped and realised I was still holding the Quaffle, and they were going to triple-team me to get it from me. I swerved up as hard as I could, flying over their heads, but one of them reached up and grabbed my ankle.

[tc015]

I tried to pull away, but he just grabbed even harder. I tried to yell for help, but all of my team didn’t seem to notice or care. He pulled me toward the ground, and didn’t seem to care that he was breaking all rules of the game. I didn’t know whether to give him Quaffle to make him stop.

I kept swerving back and forth in an attempt to get him off of me. At last, I could hear the sound of Madam Hooch’s whistle blowing. I felt the grip around my ankle subside and heard several raised voices.

[GreyLady]

“What on earth were you thinking?” Madame Hooch screeched as she landed beside us. “You could have killed her!” Her voice was drowned out; the crowd was growing restless. The noise was now a deafening rumble.

But suddenly, I felt like I had been cobbed again. The Slytherin Seeker was racing toward us, a glint of gold visible in his fist. The Snitch.

He must have caught it just before the whistle. I looked wildly around in disbelief until something caught my eye: Charlie was approaching us, his face inscrutable. It hardly seemed possible, but my heart sank even lower.

Okay, so they've been successfully flattened. ;) Now we just have some post-game wrap-up. I'm pretty sure we could finish this in the next set of drabbles; there doesn't seem to be much more to write that actually pertains to the Quidditch game. And just in time for the due date, too. When we're done we could do some editing sort of stuff, see if we can make it better without changing what actually happens. (Or messing with the word count.)

[GinnyPotter]

As the rest of the team came down to the ground, Charlie came flying after us. I thought he would explode when he saw us. His face was beet red, and his hair was almost standing on end. But instead, he looked at us sadly, and called us into the Captains office. I could tell he liked the Cannons after I saw the posters. We were looking around the office when we heard Charlie say, "I can't believe we lost."

I can’t believe we lost too, and to Slytherin. If only I….

“It’s her fault!” someone said, pointing at me.

Yay! I can't wait till it is finished. :D

~*~Gin~*~

[bittersweet_lullaby]

Charlie looked at me. "Is that true?" he asked. It was all I could do to stop from slinking out of the room to drown myself.

"Yes, it's true," I mumbled, hanging my head. "I'm sorry, Charlie."

"What happened out there?" he asked quietly. Everyone was silent, waiting for me to explain.

I took a deep breath and began to explain what happened, still gazing determinedly at the floor. No one said a word while I spoke, but I could feel the tension in the room and I knew they wanted nothing more than to strangle me on the spot.

Maybe I should stop putting my additions in quotes... *sings* Spam, spam, spam, spam...

- TF

[tc015]

Charlie watched me with careful eyes as I spoke, while the rest of the team seemed ready to start shooting hexes at me anytime. Charlie seemed to be surprised and disappointed. I was afraid of his reaction to it; I just hoped that the team wouldn’t hate me forever.

Charlie at last began to speak again. “It was an honest mistake. Anyone could have ducked out of pure instinct,” he said doubtfully.

“But she cares more about herself than the welfare of the team,” said one of the Beaters. “She doesn’t deserve to be on the team. Kick her off.”

[GreyLady]

“She was a bloody hypocrite in the locker room, telling us how we were being selfish. Were we supposed pretend everything was fine?”

“I’m sorry I’m a coward, but we could have won the game! Charlie came back. We could’ve won.” Tears filled my eyes, but Charlie wore a kind look.

“Look,” he said. “I won’t pretend this isn’t a hard blow. But from what I’ve heard, you made up for it. When the rest of the team gave up, you pushed them and yourself.”

“Thanks for looking out for me,” he said with a wink, and I was happy.

She's a girl of simple needs...*grins* So...we're done?

[GinnyPotter]

I think we are. I can't really add anything else, and it sounds like a title. Are we going to publish it yet? And if we are, who's going to publish it?

[GreyLady]

If you want to, go ahead. I don't really feel like it, to tell you the truth.

Goodbye, Team 6!

[GinnyPotter]

Okay, I posted it if thats all right, because Ren said I could. Goodbye, team 6, and come read the story. It is in the General Section.