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 Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 10:09 pm
Summary:
Senior Molly Cole is Varsity’s star and has been since freshman year. Volleyball is her life. Everything else could wait, boys, academics, friends, or family. At least that’s what she thought; When their coach of twelve years has a massive and fatal heart attack during that summer the whole team is pining over who will take up the job next. Especially Molly, whose scholarships are depending on the success of the up incoming season. Molly is soon to find out that her priorities are beginning to mingle and shift all together as her finite world begins to fall apart at the seams. However, their new coach arrives and makes them all think twice when they see the tall, sandy-blonde haired National champion walk through the door. Especially when he’s only two years older than most of the seniors.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 10:10 pm
Disclaimer:
Rudimentary knowledge of Volleyball and how it’s played, coached etc. is a necessity. As a player myself I will try my best to take it easy with all the different court vocabulary. Anybody whose got a problem with coach/player relationships should stop reading.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 10:13 pm
Characters:
Name: Brian ‘The Terror’ Mackle
Username: Blood_Spoiler
Age: 20
Height: 6’1
Weight: 201
Occupation: Head Coach
Appearance:
Bio: Brian was a member of club Volleyball teams before he hit middle school and he was on high school Varsity in 8th grade. His team went to the National Championships all four years of his high school career and won consecutively each time. He was all set to go to Yale on a full-ride scholarship when he got in a hit-and-run accident, everyone was assured of foul play but the driver was never caught. When the casts came the scholarship went and his name disappeared from off the map. Now he’s hired as head coach, virtually the second he walked in the door, as the youngest coach Tenson high had ever seen.
Personality:
Brian is driven and charismatic getting what he wants out of people just because he asks. He’s kind but not shy, willing to get in your face to prove a point. He’s deeply bitter about what happened to him, but believes he will enjoy coaching, having decided to live the game through his players now instead. Brian is daring but sensitive never mistaking duty for pride.
Name: Molly Cole
Username:Melody Gogyou
Age: 18 ½
Height: 5’10
Weight: 164
Occupation: Student/ slushy manager at Seven Eleven
Appearance:
(yes, that is the color of her hair, she dyed it because she was bored and ready for a change. or whatever the reason is that girls dye their hair..)
Bio: Molly was very active as a child dappling in different sports until she found Volleyball, and she found her passion. She dedicated most of her time and energy to improving her skills, trying new exercises and different clubs. Her high school experience wasn’t much more than Volleyball and homework which is how she liked it. Simple and uncomplicated. Her parents’ relationship is at a breaking point and she knows they’re both cheating so she puts most of her time into Volleyball to avoid going home most days. She was on varsity as a freshman and is now the current team captain of three years in a row. All it takes now is a good season and she’s all set to go to any of the colleges of her choice to perhaps get away from family and be able to focus on something other than Volleyball, find another passion. She almost had a heart attack herself when she heard about their previous coach; this was exactly the type of thing that could ruin her plans for the future.
Personality:
Molly is aggressive, and has a good temper on her, though she reserves that side of herself for the court, putting all she has into getting every single ball. She doesn’t have any real friends, never really bothered to try and make time for them so she’s alone mostly which is why she also welcomes time on the court. She’s a very logically driven person, black is black and white is white there is no in between with her and that’s the way she likes it.
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Posted: Thu Oct 18, 2007 10:17 pm
Rules:
No God Modeing
Be literate!!
Post three or more sentances
Put 'Splinter' as the subject on your submission post
Try to post when you get on
First come first serve
No worse than PG-13 (nothing explicit)
If you talk out of character use (())
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 6:37 pm
Brian forced himself not to mutter a swear under his breath. First day on the job and i'm late because the stupid secretary forgot to give me a security pass! He winced as he approached the gymnasium entrance and saw all the cars outside. No one was in them however, to his great joy. He didn't want his players witnessing his walk of shame towards the door. Apparently someone had let them in. Sighing with relief he clicked himself past the secutiry lock and took a small breath. they're just a bunch of high school punks who think they know how to play Volley ball, nothing to get worked up about.
There was however quite a shock awaiting him when he pulled the door open, enough that he almost let the sports bag over his shoulder fall ungracefully to his elbow, almost. There were over thirty girls in random stages of dressing out or warming up when he walked in.
Allowing himself a small "####.." he realized the principal hadn't exactly specified that he would be teaching a girls team, he had assumed it would be a boys team, his fatal mistake. At least he wished it was fatal, it would have been beter than standing there like a moron. Adjusting the bag over his shoulder he stepped the rest of the way in determined not to let the major mis-communication hamper his first practice. Stepping to the center, he looked around saying "Good morning Ladies." A few feeble responses sounded around the room and Brian rolled his eyes, saying a little louder, "Good morning Ladies!" they got the clue and everyone gave a resounding "Good morning!" back. Dropping his bag at his feet, Brian said, "Thank you. Now, as of today I'm your new head coach, I'll be overseeing both C-team and JV but I'll be single coaching Varsity. That said, I'd like you all to line up tallest to shortest along the end line and we'll get started."
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 7:09 pm
"Hey did you hear that we're getting a new coach this year, I heard it's going to be some big nasty woman" one of the players whispered to another. Molly just rolled her eyes, why should they be worrying about what the new coach looks like when they couldn't even get a good spike. Placing her foot delicately on the bench, Molly bent over to tie her shoes. The gym was already starting to get hot, but with about thirty girl she could see why. Just as she was about to tie the other shoe, the gym door squeaked open, turning her head she quickly looking over her shoulder. Immediately she noticed a tall, slender man standing in the door jam, baffled. A soft smiled danced over Molly's full lips. '"Either he's gay and thinks he's a girl, or he's the new coach'. She chuckled quietly to herself.
With intent eyes Molly watched as the coach walked to the center to the floor, quickly she knew what was coming. "Good morning ladies" he shouted out, only a few replied, Molly couldn't help but giggle. So again he tried, but now he yelled, all of the girls looked up and yelled back, of course with the exception of Molly. As the new coach instructed that everyone line up from shortest to tallest, she roll her eyes again. Being 5'10 meant she was near the front, fluidly Molly walked over to the appropriate spot, her knee pads still down at her ankles. The coach really hadn't specified what exactly he wanted them to do. Most of the nets weren't even up yet. Resting her hand on her hip she waited for him to speak again.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 8:10 pm
Brian easily picked out the varsity material players and made a mental note of them, probably all seniors, who think they have nothing left to learn. Just then he spotted the second tallest, her orange hair was hard to miss but it was her body language and the look on her face that made him want to start handing out laps around the track. Pointedly looking at her, someone who should have known not to mention set a good example about expectations he said clearly, "This is the way we meet every day for practice, you will line up at 7:30 sharp, shoes tied, knee pads up and ready to practice, understood?" Getting a nod from most, a few random girls bent down to fix their pads. Brian took a breath and said,
"Proper introductions are now in order, my name is Brian Mackle as i said before i'm head coach and I've been playing Volleyball for nine years." Stepping to the shortest girl on the line he said loud enough for everyone to hear, "Please say your name and how long you've played, and-"He gave a sheepish grin for emphasis, "I'll warn you now, I'm not good with names so give me a little while on that." Some of the girls smiled and nodded. They went efficiently through the instructions and Brian mentally gave up on trying to remember their names after the first six. they were nearing the end and the number of years playing was getting steadily larger. Due to her former attitude Brian was waiting to be impressed when he came to her at end.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 9:15 pm
As the coach babbled on about being ready with out knee pads up, all Molly could do was try to conceal a laugh.Slowly she bet over and put the pads on. The coach was either stupid or had his head in his a**, he really thought that someone like Molly would really listen to him. When he had commented on the names and how long they had been playing, she couldn't help but smile a stupid toothy grin. 'Maybe I should be a pain today, it sounds fun I have nothing better to do'. Molly's tiny gym shorts had been riding up for awhile now but she would wait to pull them down in a second. Again she had butterflies of anticipation, she only had a few more people go until it was her turn to speak.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 6:57 am
Brian tried not to notice the impish grin that had crept onto orangy's face. oh man.. he thought as he came steadily closer, as the third to last person said her name he fought the urge to laugh at himself. C'mon Brian, she's just a punk senior who think's she knows everything, besideds, when it comes to hazing a new coach and just being a pain in the a$$ period there's nothign she could do that you haven't done already!
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 5:13 pm
Molly's body nearly shook the close her got, 'One more girl then its my turn'. The only thoughts running through her mind at the moment. She could barely keep from bouncing up and down. This was going to be the most fun she had all year, and if showed plainly on her face.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 5:50 pm
Brian took one more step to the side, trying to convince himself he wasn't worried, nervous or wanting to run and hide. The look on her face was making him doubt his former determination. Preparing for the worst he looked Orangy in the face.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 5:56 pm
Molly laughed as he stepped in front of her, "I'm Molly Cole, I've been playing for as long as I can remember and I'm team captain, and no new coach I gonna scare me". Molly's eyes were icy and harsh, starting down Brain. Quickly she folded her arms over her chest, not afraid of him at all. She knew that this was going to be more fun then she thought.
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Posted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 8:37 am
Brian breathed a sigh of relief, he been expecting something akin to a pie in the face. Nodding as if her comment meant nothing he moved on to the last girl. When she was done he stepped back surveying the line, some of the obviously newer girls were wide eyed and horrified others were smirking like .. c'mon what's her name?! ... orangy was. With a mischevious smile of his own Brian asked, "Who was on varsity last year?" all those who were grinning raised their hands. Brian noted a few other replacements that looked promising, for the time being. Brian cleared his throat and said, "I'm not here to scare you and indeed as Orangy already pointed out I'd be out of a job." He mentally berrated himself for substituting her nick name for whatever her real name was, but since he didn't know it anyway it made little difference. "I'm here to make you better players, and I have a challenge to anyone who thinks they can't learn anything from me."
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 6:21 pm
Molly snorted as the words 'Orangy' was directer at her. "Alright you maybe a new coach but my name is Molly. M...O...L..L...Y, got it". Her tone was harsh and icy, this new guy would be a pain but she would show him. Molly smirked at the word challenge came to her ears, "And what is this challenge your talking about, I imagine that most of the varsity girls would love to take you up on that offer". A wicked smirk now danced over her lips, hopefully her attitude would intimidate Brian a bit.
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Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 4:25 pm
Yes! Brian thought sadistically, this will be fun. He'd pretty much ignored the insulting comment about what her name was. He'd just decided, it was orangy. letting only a little grin come across his mouth he said loud enough for everyone to hear, still refusing to acknowledge that it was only Orangy that was making a pest of her self. "Perfect." he said in response to Orangy's voulenteering of all the players, "It was supposed to be that way from the start." Stepping back Brian said, letting his happy smile cloud his face, "We're going to have a little match." Motioning to the other side of the volley ball net Brian continued, "Challengers.." All the players he'd mentally picked out stepped to the other side they're smiles confident. Giving a warm smile to the girls left he said, "this will only take a moment out of your practice, i apologize." They smiled timidly and walked off the court leaving him alone to face the entire varsity team. stretching his neck slightly from both sides. The familiar buzz of the game ran through him and his smile dissappeared, leaving his face passive and attentive. Orangy will be pissed, but if i have to beat her and the rest of them to make them better, then so be it. drawing their attention again he said clearly to the opposing team. "This will be different then your normal games, since you cocky little bastards are taking up everyone elses practice time this game will be timed." The swear just slipped in, he'd meant to have a great first practice but, want in one hand and spit in the other. This wil be good for them, they need to know thier confidence is unfounded and with any luck I'll earn a little respect around here. Continuing, " Ten minutes, if you can beat me by three, at any point, i'll send in my resignation. And I'll play until times up unless i'm beaten." With that he tossed a new, white volley ball over the net to the server. Bending and crouching into his second nature 'ready position', he blew his coach's whistle shrilly and tucked it into his shirt preparing for the serve. school starts now girls, show me what you got.
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