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**Edgar Cloggs** · 05-20-2026, 12:59 AM

The crack of bat against Bludger rang sharply across the pitch and Edgar Cloggs’ head turned almost immediately toward the source just in time to watch the iron ball rocket away from the teal clad boy with alarming force.

“Now there is commitment, Blackwell.” The ghost swept sideways through the ball’s wake, translucent coat tails snapping violently behind him from the speed of it.

The Bludger tore onward while Cloggs corkscrewed upward above the pitch once more, silver whistle spinning lazily around one finger as the final minutes of the scrimmage dissolved into increasingly chaotic desperation. Chasers lunged for last-second passes, Beaters swung with questionable restraint, and Seekers still chased flashes of gold through distorted airspace like birds of prey.

Then—

PHWEEEEEEEEET!

“TIME!”

His voice boomed through the air as Cloggs drifted to a hover above the center of the pitch, arms folding loosely across his chest while the remaining enchanted balls slowed themselves obediently back toward their crate below.

“Ground your brooms and return the equipment. Bibs to the box you took them from, they'll turn white again once you slip them off.”

His pale gaze swept slowly across the gathered students — flushed faces, windswept hair, grass-stained trainers, adrenaline still practically crackling around half of them. Glorious

“You all came here today and flew. Some of you flew intelligently. Some of you flew recklessly. Some of you managed both simultaneously. All in out, outstanding showing today. You all should be proud of yourselves.” One translucent hand adjusted the silver whistle where it hung against his chest.
“Selections will not be made hastily. I will review what I observed today before discussing rosters with your captains accordingly. So, for now, well done, hopefuls. Now get yourselves cleaned up for lunch. I heard they are serving some sort of pasta and you'll all want to have those carbs after this morning.”

OOC: Thank you all so much for coming out to tryouts and for throwing your characters so enthusiastically into the chaos of enchanted airspace, bludgers, and Edgar Cloggs.

There were genuinely so many fun moments and character interactions throughout this thread and it was an absolute delight reading everyone’s posts.

Please keep an eye on both Merlin’s Beard and your PM boxes over the coming days for roster announcements and other Quidditch-related bits and pieces!

05-20-2026, 12:59 AM	#28 (permalink)
Edgar Cloggs Quidditch Official Puffskein Join Date: Dec 2014 Posts: 1,018	The crack of bat against Bludger rang sharply across the pitch and Edgar Cloggs’ head turned almost immediately toward the source just in time to watch the iron ball rocket away from the teal clad boy with alarming force. “Now there is commitment, Blackwell.” The ghost swept sideways through the ball’s wake, translucent coat tails snapping violently behind him from the speed of it. The Bludger tore onward while Cloggs corkscrewed upward above the pitch once more, silver whistle spinning lazily around one finger as the final minutes of the scrimmage dissolved into increasingly chaotic desperation. Chasers lunged for last-second passes, Beaters swung with questionable restraint, and Seekers still chased flashes of gold through distorted airspace like birds of prey. Then— PHWEEEEEEEEET! “TIME!” His voice boomed through the air as Cloggs drifted to a hover above the center of the pitch, arms folding loosely across his chest while the remaining enchanted balls slowed themselves obediently back toward their crate below. “Ground your brooms and return the equipment. Bibs to the box you took them from, they'll turn white again once you slip them off.” His pale gaze swept slowly across the gathered students — flushed faces, windswept hair, grass-stained trainers, adrenaline still practically crackling around half of them. Glorious “You all came here today and flew. Some of you flew intelligently. Some of you flew recklessly. Some of you managed both simultaneously. All in out, outstanding showing today. You all should be proud of yourselves.” One translucent hand adjusted the silver whistle where it hung against his chest. “Selections will not be made hastily. I will review what I observed today before discussing rosters with your captains accordingly. So, for now, well done, hopefuls. Now get yourselves cleaned up for lunch. I heard they are serving some sort of pasta and you'll all want to have those carbs after this morning.” OOC: Thank you all so much for coming out to tryouts and for throwing your characters so enthusiastically into the chaos of enchanted airspace, bludgers, and Edgar Cloggs. There were genuinely so many fun moments and character interactions throughout this thread and it was an absolute delight reading everyone’s posts. Please keep an eye on both Merlin’s Beard and your PM boxes over the coming days for roster announcements and other Quidditch-related bits and pieces!