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Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
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Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
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NEW RP DISCORD SERVER. CONTACT "Shugo Yuy#5730" ON DISCORD FOR INFO. |
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COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
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A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
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A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
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Post by Catherine 'Cachito' Kito on Apr 14, 2015 15:10:03 GMT -5
The metal shop was filled with so many different pieces of heavy and dangerous equipment. Many of which Cachito could operate with her eyes clothes. Over the years she had made a number of small and useful implement with such things. Many had been on the fly, and jury rigged tools for certain jobs. Humming she sat at a desk. A projector attached to the room ceiling was connected wirelessly to a laptop she had sitting on her desk.
The projector right now simply sat there projecting on one thing, two words. Catherine Kito. The fake name she was employed under in the school. Only one person in the entire school would currently know the other fake name of the pass was connected to her. While a few other would have have heard it, they would not know it was her, unless they put it together from what they had heard.
The teacher awaited the class to arrive, a large metal ruler, casually being waved back and forth as she continued to hum.
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on Apr 14, 2015 16:38:57 GMT -5
Due to recent events, Kyou had kept his eyes out for the new teacher he had not only heard so much about, but also ripped up the profile of. When he'd discovered what class she would be teaching in, Kyou ran into the classroom as soon as the door had been unlocked, panting. "M-ma'am--" he said, looking up at her. "I need to ask you something." He adjusted his glasses, which had nearly fallen off from his frantic running, and gave her a serious look. "I don't care if you want to wait for until after class, but it's an urgent matter that needs to be discussed."
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Post by Zoe on Apr 15, 2015 0:04:27 GMT -5
Zoe would walk in silently, looking down with a yawn. The girl looked like she hadn't slept well last night. She'd move to sit down near the front of the class, moving somewhat zombie like. The brown haired girl had bags under her eyes, and she yawned silently as she sat, waiting for class to begin. |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Apr 15, 2015 0:25:28 GMT -5
She was listening to music on her MP3 player, and when I say MP3 player I mean like one of those stick contraptions? You know the kind you feel awesome for getting but they have like no control. They are just glorified tape decks? Yeah that was what she was rocking, mostly because her cell phone died and her charger was at home. Still, it was nice to listen to music while she walked from class to class.
This period was metal shop, a class she hadn't been too yet but really could care less about, still it made sense that she do it because it probably required a lot of physical effort and might even give her a chance to do something cool or make something as a gift. She'd like to give a thank you gift to Macht, or to Vivi, or maybe even a 'sorry for assaulting you in the hallway, and then proceeding to get my ass handed to me like... well a redheaded step child. Which I am.' gift.
So she entered the classroom, recognizing the two who had been in there already, the brunette from one class and the boy from being defenestrated by a teacher. Or was that word only when you were thrown through the actual glass?
"Good morning," She would say, putting away her headphones after turning the song off. She'd sit next to the brunette, partially because of being interested in what this class might actually look like and in part because she wanted to actually introduce herself and try to be nice. "Hey, I'm... I'm Sarah," She'd smile at the brunette before turning her attention toward the teacher.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 15, 2015 0:30:54 GMT -5
Varus clutched one of the straps over his shoulder as he entered the room wondering to himself why he signed up for Metal Shop of all things. Did he simply want another opportunity to hurt himself or another dummy class to pad out his grades? She looked pretty unremarkable, the only unremarkable feature being her hazel eyes; however, he learned long ago that looks were deceiving. No matter who the person was, if they resided in PHS #552 they were probably either crazy, violent, or violently crazy.
Taking a seat behind a brown-haired girl, Varus decided that he might as well see what was in store for him this class period.
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Post by Vivi Perish on Apr 15, 2015 2:00:31 GMT -5
GET YOUR HALO DIRTY @tagged Vivi made her way to the room where the metal shop class was being held. Definitely wasn't her first choice, no sir, but you've gotta do what you can for some credits, right? Vivi's violet hair hung loosely around her shoulders, and she chewed some grape flavored gum as she walked, finally slowing down to enter the class room.
Upon entering, she recognized Zoe and Sarah, two girls who she'd taken a liking to over the past week. She also recognized Kyo from when he got rofl'stomped by the teacher for mouth'n off, and then there was one other kid she had never seen before... well except for that one time with that drug dealer Yannick.
The small violet haired girl came and sat near Zoe and Sarah, propping one elbow up on her desk and resting her chin on her palm.
"What's up, chickadees?" she gave a slight lop-sided smile, before turning her gaze to the front of the class to get a look at the teacher. Looked like a regular lady, she was pretty, and hopefully a little more mellow than Luka. Luka was preeetty damn cool though, she had to admit.
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Post by Miyamoto Kenji on Apr 15, 2015 2:37:21 GMT -5
While Kenji had experience in woodworking and caring for swords, he was not exactly a blacksmith. A metalworking class could prove both practical and fun. Thus he had chosen it on his class sheet, hence why he walked in today. There were quite a few familiar faces as he entered, most of all Sarah, who had once been the recipient of his well-lubed, fully-erect, condom-sheathed fruit.
Banana. It was a banana, you sick bastards.
Quietly, he'd find his way to a seat to await the start of class, offering Sarah a wave if she looked in his direction, but otherwise not making himself stand out.
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Post by Katsumi Shinomori on Apr 15, 2015 2:37:41 GMT -5
Working with metal seemed useful to Katsumi. Perhaps with some of this knowledge, she could set up her apartment with 'alarms' and traps, even more than it already was. Plus, Katsumi figured she could make more improved weapons. Granted, she doubted they would learn that here in class, but learning how to use the tools was enough. Katsumi could figure out the rest.
While typically early, the disguised rogue was running slightly later than usual, althoug she was still on time. Upon entering the room, her preferred seat in the corner was taken, other students there already. But she didn't think about it much, as Katsumi's gaze rested on her lone friend.
Moving over to her, Kat sat next to Vivi and murmured softly, giving a small nod and keeping her voice down so as to avoid attention, "Vivi-san." |
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Post by Basil Loya on Apr 15, 2015 2:56:10 GMT -5
Basil sleepily walks into the classroom. He was up until four in the morning watching movies, so he didn't get that much sleep. Scanning the room, he doesn't see anyone he really knows, so he sits next to Kenji so he's not a loner. He blinks and rubs his eyes so he can see more clearly. Oh wait, it seems he knows this guy already, yeah, he met him when he came over with Matrix.
Smiling a bit as he recognizes the guy, he pokes Kenji's side (his waist) "Hey there, funny seeing you in this class."
((OOC: I'm assuming this is before after rp))
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Post by Sebastian Ruthkowski on Apr 15, 2015 6:27:06 GMT -5
Sebastian would walk into the room maybe a second after Katsumi did, his eyes taking note of the students rather than the teacher. Kenji, his partner from sex ed; Sarah - we don't talk about that; Vivi, Kat's "friend"; Kyou, the boy who was thrown out the window; and Zoe, who he knew nothing of. The other two (Basil and Varus) were mysteries to him, and so he steered clear of them. He simply stuck close to Katsumi, nodding to the few he knew as he made his way in.
"Hiroshi," he said with a nod - and a very obvious wink - to Katsuroshi, before taking a seat next to her. He threw his bag up on his desk and opened it, where he had a hidden box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Over the course of the class, he was going to be munching on this delicacy.
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Post by Catherine 'Cachito' Kito on Apr 15, 2015 17:12:16 GMT -5
Cachito would look at the young boy, who demand her attention and wanted to speak with her. "After class." She said simply and you point for Kyou to go take a seat while other students moved into the class taking seats, and some of them talking.
"Settle down, settle down." Cachito said standing from her desk and waving both her hand in order to make the students quiet down a little. She then smiled as those who did, while those who did not would go ignored for the time being.
"Good morning, those of you who are not blind, will know I'm Ms. Kito." She laughed and thumb a gesture over her shoulder to her name projected on the board. "Welcome to metal shop. Before we have any fun, making toys and playing with the machines. Have to make sure everyone know there shit." She spoke informally, no point talking like she had a stick up her ass. She knew that the students of the school would take that badly.
Reaching to her pocket she would pull out a small remote and click a button and the display projected would change. She would move to explain the stuff on the board but would do so in a lazy almost rushed manner. "Glove, goggles and be fucking careful. I see you with out goggles, your out, without gloves and your out. And if I see any of you messing around with the machine, it will be out and detention. I don't wanna be mean, but it's better then having to take you to the infirmary to get a hand put back on." She said before waving over to a cabinet that housed the protective equipment. "Now get ready." She ordered and moved to sit back down and watch the children.
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on Apr 15, 2015 17:20:28 GMT -5
Kyou nodded. He preferred to talk to her alone after class anyhow--it was better than having a chance of the classified information being over-heard by students... The possibility was still there, but much less likely. He took off his glasses and put them in one of his front pockets, putting on the safety goggles, taking a pair of gloves, and then returning to the seats. He hadn't taken a seat beforehand, and now he started to regret doing so. "Where did I see everyone sitting...? I only saw for a moment, but," he thought, checking off each taken desk in his head until he figured out which ones were available as the other students got up and retrieved their safety gear. He took the empty seat that was farthest from the other students--most of which he recognized from the brief amount of time he'd been in the Sexual Education class before being thrown out the window... Needless to say, he didn't wish to be harassed by any of the students--though so far, only one had directly scolded and insulted him.
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Post by Miyamoto Kenji on Apr 15, 2015 17:25:47 GMT -5
(( OOC at Basil: Sure, let's call it as having happened before this thread. ))
Kenji felt someone sitting next to him and glanced over in time to see Basil finish rubbing his eyes clean. He wasn't expecting the poke in the side as the boy spoke, but chuckled a little in response. "Good morning to you as well, Basil. Not a morning person, or just a rough night?"
Regardless of the lad's response, Kenji's attention shifted to the teacher as she introduced the class in a refreshingly blunt manner. The command was given for them to acquire gloves and goggles, and of course for the students to be careful. That much should be assumed by everyone who had signed up for the class and walked in the door. If not, why had they bothered to attend? Still, Kenji kept that thought to himself, standing as he glanced back at Basil again. "I'll get you some gloves and goggles." Offering a brief small smile, he didn't wait this time for his response and ventured over to the cabinet to pick up a couple pairs of gloves, making sure his fit and doing some guesswork for Basil's pair based on his hand size, as well as grabbing two goggles before making his way back to their table.
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Post by Zoe on Apr 15, 2015 17:35:49 GMT -5
Zoe smiled weakly as Vivi approached them, waving gently. "Good morning Vivi," she spoke, smiling softly. "How are you today?" she'd ask, tilting her head with a weak smile despite the bags under her eyes. When Hiroshi approached them, she smiled softly towards him, giving him a gentle wave too. "Ah hi Hiroshi, how are you?" Zoe seemed to be a bit on auto repeat today.
As the teacher spoke, Zoe smiled weakly. "Ah... the teachers here are all so abrasive... but I guess she's right. It'd be bad if we got hurt because we weren't wearing that kind of stuff..." she spoke as she stood up to go get her items and sit down, moving to try and get there before the entire class stood up and the cabinet bottle necked. When she sat back down, she'd begin to process of fitting goggles over her glasses. |
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Post by Katsumi Shinomori on Apr 15, 2015 21:02:59 GMT -5
Oddly enough, Sebastian was in nearly all of her classes, but she didn't think much of it. If anything, it was a relief to have multiple classes with people she knew and people who would defend her and that she could trust. Although when Sebastian sat in his chair and very obviously winked at her, a blush coloured her cheeks and her gazes dropped to the desk in embarrassment, fingers tugging, pulling at the long ends of her dark hoodie
Zoe spoke to Katsumi, and she answered softly, "Ah, uh... f-fine."
The rogue noticed the other girl's weariness but did not comment on it, only stealing a glance or two before the teacher spoke. Katsumi was used to much more abrasiveness, so the woman did not surprise her in the least. After the instructions, the rogue quickly stood up, grabbed the needed supplies and extras, and moved over to Vivi and Sebastian, handing them goggles and gloves.
"Here," she whispered with a small nod, proceeding to put on her own gloves and glasses after they would take their items. |
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