Five minutes . . . and they're slower than snails. "Okay - grab your brooms and everyone outside!" he yelled and stepped out into the elements. A shiver ran down his spine and he levitated the old trunk to his side. "Now, I want you to play nicely - this equipment is old and isn't as fast as it used to be." He opened the trunk and actually had to help one of the Bludgers get airborne. "Game on!"




OOC: I want you to play RPG Quidditch (like virtual Quidditch in WWW). But have fun missing your shots, dropping the Quaffle, etc. Again, this is all about having FUN. I'll pop in every so often and have Vindictus reply.

BTW, if your character ate the cookies Max handed out then you should be aware of something - they were made by Melita and cause severe gas (which is why Max started counting down the time - he wants the smell outside of his old locker room). Sure hope no one rips a hole in their trousers....