Dresden Academy

Who: All of the students
What: The kids pull of a rather impressive protest/April Fool's prank
Where/When: Jillian Hulett's office. After curfew on April 1st.
Rating: NSFW

It took Luka exactly one afternoon to formulate a plan. The timing was almost perfect and after spit-balling around with Sighard he had a grand smirk on his face. The students would be ripe for rebellion by the time he activated the plan that Sighard codenamed: Hurricane Hulett.

They were going to have a party during their grounding. They were probably going to get caught. The upshot was that they'd all be there and as their headmistress said, she couldn't very well expel the entire student body. But the best part was that they were going to do it in Jillian Hulett's office.

( He devised a charm with his top advisers that would allow the students to stand vertically on all of the walls and ceiling to maximize space. )

Just to keep it streamlined, here's a post for texting that happened over Mid-winter break.

Be sure to put in the subject line who the text is to and from and if you want include the time.

And remember: texts have a maximum of 160 characters.

ENJOY!

I was a bad monkey and forgot to do this. Pretty sure there were some party fallout texts and other such nonsense.

Who: EVERYONE
When: Monday, February 22nd
Where: Castle Ford, Lake Luzerne, NY
What: Cinna throws a birthday party for Bernadine and Abby. CHAOS ENSUES.
Rating: Let's just say probably NSFW


Cinna tried hard to keep secrets, she really did. But somehow, through someone, her super secret surprise birthday party for Abernathy had become known, and people from all corners were asking questions about it-- when was it, where was it, what should they bring, if they could bring a friend... before she knew it, word of a giant bender she was organizing over holiday had gotten out, and everyone in the school seemed to think they were invited. She was pretty sure some of them didn't even realize this was specifically for Abby's birthday.

She gave up on her awesome idea of a small, cozy bash and informed her best friend (actually Bernadine, as she had still not figured this out) with a rather sheepish face that she was maybe possibly accidentally hosting a giant party... at Abby's house. On her birthday. And that everyone was coming. Everyone.

( Somehow, Bernadine convinced Abernathy that this wouldn't be such a disaster. )

Early in the morning of Valentine's Day, before the students roused, owling booths were set up in the main corridors of Maple and Oak Halls as well as outside the student dorms. There, students could purchase candygrams from Apple’s Sweets or roses from the Herbology labs, which were then sent anonymously or with a signed note to crushes and loved ones. Purchases are only available to be made between class or on breaks, but will be delivered throughout the day.

On the morning of December 31st, Cinna was up bright and early making sure that everything was prepared for the giant party she was throwing later that evening. She hadn't specified any start time, thinking people would show up whenever they like knowing full well that the fireworks were on at midnight (after all, it was a New Years Eve party, and people weren't completely stupid).

Along with Independence Day, New Years was one of Cinna's favorite holidays. She just loved fireworks, and having the holidays at opposite ends of the year meant that they could be experienced in different ways. One was all about summer barbecues, and the other was about getting tipsy and ridiculous with friends.

She decisively banished her parents to their end of the house once the first guests arrived. She didn't need their help-- people could get their own food and drinks out of the kitchen and entertainment areas where it was all laid out and ready for the taking-- and she certainly didn't need her mom ogling all the teenage boys about. Or worse: Them ogling her back.

She offered silly tiaras and noisemakers to everyone, and put the leftovers in piles on tables for when it was closer to midnight, or when people were just drunk enough to want to play with them anyway, and wandered around to say hi to friends.

Every year Christine Allen set up the annual gift exchange, something a little different from a secret santa.

Students could drop presents by her office the week before the official exchange. Some packages were anonymous, some from parents who wanted their kids to have a little gift basket of snacks to finish off the semester, some were from professors or fellow students who wanted to share in the spirit of the holiday season.

By the end of the week she'd send out a fleet of little owls inviting anyone who received a present to drop by her office Monday afternoon to pick it up.

The events committee pulled off a rather impressive decorating scheme given their limited budget this year. Old silver and blue candles lit every alcove, sparkled above students heads as the floated around the ceiling. A spell created snow that fell among the candles and dissipated just as it reached the shoulders of the students partying below.

Recycled ribbons and streamers in a wintery palette draped on the walls, off the back of chairs and the small stage that graced the far end of the ballroom. Tables were draped with cloths in various shades of icy blue, some silver, some pristine white (at least until the students managed to spill their beverages).

Music hummed in the corner as a local cover band warmed up their instruments. The usual spot for photographs was set up just inside the doors. Professors wandered around the periphery, making sure the students were on their best behavior, though as these things usually ended up, the students were a lot better at misbehaving than their professors were at stopping them.

Out on the far side of Lake George, just far enough off campus to allow apparating for those that could, was an old, abandoned boathouse. Many, many years ago it had been used by one of the families in the area but over time it fell into disrepair, forgotten by all. Except for the enterprising troublemakers of Dresden Academy, that is.

What had once been an elegant exterior was now covered in vines and graffiti, windows shattered and boarded up against the snows and rain. The upstairs had been a small apartment, presumably for the family to stay overnight on fishing trips. Now it was a gutted series of connected rooms and a dirty (but functional) ensuite that provided an ideal party venue for the kids who wanted freedom and mayhem all in a conveniently sheltered location. The downstairs had been storage for the boats, leading into the lake via a gently sloping ramp. The exterior doors had long since been sealed, and the dark, dank, cobweb-filled cavern of a basement had sat empty ever since-- save for the brave young lovers from every party who would take any opportunity for privacy.

( No one was really sure who organized the secret afterparty for Halloweenfest every year. )

To: All students and faculty ([undisclosedrecipients]@dresden.edu)
From: Veronica Cantrell (veronicacantrell@dresden.edu)
Date: October 23, 2011, 10:24 AM
Subject: Quidditch Team Names

Dear students and faculty,

It is my pleasure to announce the new Dresden Quidditch Team names based on the results of the poll I took earlier this week.

Team A will now be called the Dresden Bobcats and Team B will be the Dresden Herons.

Thanks again to everyone who suggested names and voted.

Veronica Cantrell
Student Government President

Quidditch Team Name Poll*


*Link goes offsite.

To: All students and faculty ([undisclosedrecipients]@dresden.edu)
From: Veronica Cantrell (veronicacantrell@dresden.edu)
Date: October 16, 2011, 5:59 AM
Subject: Quidditch Team Names

Dear students and faculty,

I think it's time we shed our Quidditch team monikers of A and B. Frankly I'm sick of being called Team B. As president of the student government, I propose that we give our teams proper names.

I will be accepting nominations for team names this week and will choose only appropriate suggestions to vote on. Feel free to email me with as many ideas as you might have.

Thank you,
Veronica Cantrell
Student Government President

I'm a stupid girl. Just tell me I'm a stupid girl.

You got plans for homecoming Miss Pres?

To: R. Balston, R. Bloodfeather, V. Cantrell, B. Cooper, S. Evans, A. Ford, H. Nikitin, L. Nikitin, X. Nikitin, A. Powell, S. Suzuki, C. Thompson ([undisclosedrecipients]@dresden.edu)
From: A. Vass (amaliavass@dresden.edu)
Date: September 15, 2011, 2:00 PM
Subject: Student Government Nominations

You have all been nominated for one or more of the student government positions up for election this year.

President: Veronica Cantrell, Hawthorne Nikitin, Luka Nikitin, Xavier Nikitin, and Arnaud Powell.

Vice President: Ryder Balston, Riley Bloodfeather, Veronica Cantrell, Scarlett Evans, Abernathy Ford, Hawthorne Nikitin, and Cinnamyn Thompson.

Business Manager: Veronica Cantrell, Madelyn Cooper, Abernathy Ford, Hawthorne Nikitin, Luka Nikitin, Xavier Nikitin, Steven Suzuki, and Cinnamyn Thompson.

Please choose which of the three positions you would like to run for. Since no one was nominated directly for individual year representatives there will be a write in ballot during the election. If you would rather not run simply indicate that you decline the nomination.


OOC: Please reply at the latest by Sunday so I can get the nominations together.

Who: The Events Committee! Cinna, Scarlet, Violet and Veronica (any anyone else who happens to be in the library at the time)
When: Tuesday after classes
Where: The library, Mulholland Hall
What: The Events Committee talk business!
Rating: Probably safe. It's the library after all.

Immediately after the end of the last class on the first day back at school, Cinna headed for the library to claim an area for the Events Committee. They could probably have used an empty classroom or even sat outside in the dying sunlight, but this was a Very Important Meeting. There would probably be research and stuff.

Armed with her little pink laptop, pens and paper and a stack of magazines, she shooed unsuspecting students out of her way and hijacked the biggest table off to the back for her and her friends to spread out over while they planned the best Homecoming that Dresden Academy had ever seen.

Now all she had to do was wait for the others to show up.

WHAT'S UP MY BITCHES? Okay so like Homecoming is LESS THAN A MONTH AWAY omg so excite We need to get on top of this! Okay so after class TOMORROW we're gonna hijack the library for a SUPER EMERGENCY EVENTS COMMITTEE MEETING. We're gonna nail down a theme and get up advertising and everything! BE THERE OR WE'LL DECIDE WITHOUT YOU. NO RAINCHECKS.

BIG WET KISSES,
~ Cinna <3<3

Who: Everyone!
When: Friday July 8th
Where: South Beach, Miami
What: Cinna throws the first beach bash of the summer!
Rating: Xenu only knows.

School had been out barely a day before Cinna sent out a mass email inviting everyone ever to come hang out. She figured after Independence Day people would probably be sick of their families already, so proposed the weekend after that: a beach party on Friday and if anyone wanted to stay for the rest of the weekend they were more than welcome.

Friday couldn't come quickly enough. Part of the beach had been blocked off for them very early in the day, and Cinna's parents had very thoughtfully hired some entertainment-- a series of beach vans, one with ice creams and slushies, another with food, a third with a bar and an attendant paid to look the other way, and a little DJ booth on wheels.

The sky was endlessly blue, not a cloud in sight to spoil the day ahead, and the beach was clear and ready for the shenanigans to begin.

Veronica, I am so sorry. I didn't mean for the fight to happen and once I get to that point I can't stop. Is there any way I can make it up to you? -Leland

Tryouts run from May 23rd to the 27th, from 3:30pm until dinner time. Some coaches may have students return after dinner for callbacks.

Students interested in trying out for Quodpot and Quidditch are invited to the pitches on the day designated for their house. Tryouts usually consist of several tests run by the coach and his or her current assistant; each tryout varies depending on the coach.

Current team members must tryout again to regain their spots on the team. Seniors and university students are ineligible to tryout. Students are invited to sit in the stands and watch tryouts, but coaches may bar rowdy students if they get out of hand.

Results of the tryouts will be posted in that house's main lounge or be sent out via w-mail at the discretion of the team coach.


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Cinna Thompson had almost single handedly pulled the prom together. The ballroom was decorated with festoons of floating flowers. Stars hung from the ceiling, each set to sparkle as if they were properly in the sky. The outskirts of the room were set with small round tables that could accommodate one or two couples. A table of refreshments was guarded at all times by Seamus Morgendorfer and a rotating cast of other faculty who volunteered to chaperon for the evening.

A glittery ballot box stood next to the entrance where students were set to write down their chosen prom king and queen and drop their tickets into the box. Students began to stream in after dinner to quiet music playing over the speakers. The band, a local group called Vampira was scheduled to begin playing around 7:30.

Needless to say it was going to be an excellent evening.


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