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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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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 Deleted on Apr 16, 2015 22:54:27 GMT -5
Raphael never knew how much he missed the weekends until he'd delved into a week long hell known as school. He wasn't a bad student it was just an environment he hadn't entirely suspected, with all the research he'd done beforehand he had expected these students to be little better than wild animals all acting with the pack mentality of feast on the weak and take advantage of them. However in his first day he'd met three very different personalities all of which he could initially hate but found that he respected them.
All the same his instincts told him one thing from all that scouting, he needed to become stronger. The initial plan hadn't changed in the slightest he'd come to this school to test his mettle, to singe away the weak flesh and replace it wholly new so that he could face down his family... one day. It was evolving however into something different. He wanted to be stronger for those who were not.
With all that being said Raphael struggled past the impenetrable wall of sheets, kicked his way past the domineering front door to his household and made it down to the local park. He took with him a pair of blue shorts, red short sleeved shirt, and some hand tape. The boy was trapped in his own head for the afternoon running down the great many alleys and walkways of the park stopping at seemingly random notations to do push ups and toss a few punches at trees. All the while Rocky theme song playing in his head.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2015 18:51:17 GMT -5
It's the eye of the tiger. It's the thrill of the fight! Risin' up to the challenge of our ri-vals...
If there was ever a time for workout music it would be when Varus actually had the free time to partake in such an activity. The idea was that if he wasn't in school he'd be doing homework, but since tutoring had been going better for him these days and he lacked any marketable skills he had pretty much no choice except to exercise. God forbid he ever read or anything equally boring. No he needed to prep himself against the wave of fighting students...and non-students.
He glanced at his bangle as he came closer to the park. It was gold, embellished with a small flame design (which made him feel a bit girly for wearing) and likely the source of the red haired girl's power from that fight more than a week ago. He'd recovered from the burns of course, but couldn't shake the feeling that the three instilled in him. As fearsome as the school's own students were, he loathed to think that the school's enemies might be even stronger.
But that was why Varus came here. He wanted to improve himself.
And-he stopped when he saw an eyepatch-wearing man throwing a few jabs at a tree-he wanted to pick a fight.
"Aye!" he called out as he approached him, "punching trees is real cool, but how about a real fight?"
Sorry for taking so long. I'm finally done with midterms >-<
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Post by Deleted on Apr 25, 2015 19:10:19 GMT -5
[ooc: aint no thang man school is tres importante!]
"Aye!"
Raphael's attention grasped as he'd look up from his fairly focused rendition of punches. Seems the character that had looked to get his eyes had quite the up front personality to him as much could be expected as well by his apparel not exactly looking what he'd imagine of a fighter although he could be very keenly surprised.
"punching trees is real cool, but how about a real fight?"
A smirk turned upwards to Raphael's features, he didn't get many opportunities like this, no many fights he'd gathered over the years had been bullies it really was strange this new place everyone seemed to have some sort of code. It was borderline knightly in fashion and he was going to fit in just right.
"You just used the magic word." Raphael spoke up catching his breath with a husky provision turning his steps over towards Varus a bit closer, "En garde!"
Raphael would proceed slowly bouncing off his left foot closing the gap between them hesitantly. His left arm cast upwards between his face and his opponent, his right arm would dip downwards from his hip at a diagonal strike poised to hit across his foe's nose. As the strike would release he'd recoil that same striking hand back and bring it back up to protect his chest a typical boxing style.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 29, 2015 18:33:35 GMT -5
"You just used the magic word."
When the taller man turned to him, Varus matched his smirk with a smile of his own. Of the fights he'd been in, this would be one of the first where he would actually be sparring rather than attempting to settle a score or egg someone on. The two of them would be on equal ground, or at least he hoped so. He couldn't let his guard down around a guy like that (because stereotypes aside, he looked fit as all hell) and with all of the strange characters showing up around New York one could never tell if he was bad news.
En garde!
Predicting the punch, he raised his right forearm to block the punch and pull back. He had quite a bit of strength behind the hit but it was nothing that some good defense couldn't take care of. Varus slid his right foot back and pivoted himself, attempting to strike Raphael's side with a roundhouse kick.
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 12:30:08 GMT -5
The boy responded nimbly, it wasn't as though Raphael's attack wasn't telegraphed though by all accords he'd gone out of his way to label the strike. If he wanted to win he had to play meaner, but that wasn't his style. The boy was a slave to honor. Focusing in on the right handed strike proceeding forward into Varus he'd make contact but only so much as to be pulled forward as Varus' defensive movement would leave him following through with his strike rather than jabbing outright.
A counter. Varus' torso using the momentum of the strike to peel around with a roundhouse. The speed was within his range to respond forcing Raphael to duck downwards into a crouch so he could retract his arm back fast enough. The blow would hit his retracted right forearm pressing Raph's fist back into his temple and knocking him asunder into a stagger sideways.
As the boy's kick made contact, Raphael would use his crouched stature to fire a left uppercut into the boy's inner thigh region. A vulnerable spot for any fighter hopefully it would cripple him enough for a short duration enough to close the gap in Raphael's physical limitations otherwise he'd be fighting this one close to the chest.
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Stats for this fight
{Str-10|Dex-10|Con-15|Wis-12|Int-10} )
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2015 18:06:27 GMT -5
"Fucking shit man that hurt!" he protested, staggering a slight.
The cringe was evident on his face as Varus shifted his weight to his other leg. The punch wouldn't put him out of commission but he'd need to make sure the other guy wouldn't exploit the now-forming bruise. He pressed forward with another punch aimed at the taller man's abdomen and assuming it hit, followed up with one toward the solar plexus.
ooc: Mmkay. I'll be using Varus's stats as of 04/16 since this thread was hella long ago
STR 13 | DEX 14 | CON 13 | WIS 20 | INT 10
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2015 1:09:22 GMT -5
"Fucking shit man that hurt!"
Yeah he bet it did, right by the nads bro. Raphael chuckled a little bit as the though passed through his head although not entirely proud of a nut shot even if it wasn't a direct hit. He was supposed to be an honorable fighter after all, he was finding that motivation slipping a little bit, perhaps it was in his blood.
Given Raphael's crouched position there was no real room to dodge another punch however given Varus' towering stature in the exchange would put the boy's strike as less crucial than he might imagine it. Raphael was beneath the boy as his punch came down into the chest hitting dead center in his chest however the angle of the strike would lessen the blow as that was simply how the rib cage formed by no means would the hit not hurt but the blow was certainly lessened and his breath retained. Continuing with his forward momentum of the previous strike Raphael would dip into a full tackle putting his right arm around Varus' hip whilst his left would grapple under the boy's legs, in between them in fact to lift the boy over his head and drop him like a rag doll into the ground where Raphael would release.
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2015 14:05:33 GMT -5
Varus's punch connected with less power but decent accuracy as he pulled his arm back. Hell, he might have even added a kick right after were it not for the sudden tackle. Indeed, he should have seen that coming, what with Raphael's bigger size and lowered position. It was what made struggling against his grip hard so rather than do so, Varus merely tucked himself in and fell to the ground with minimal damage. Well okay, that wasn't true. His back was a bit bruised up but his head was no worse for the wear. He took that opportunity to turn on his side, use one of his legs to hook the back of Raphael's ankle with one of his feet, and hopefully bring him down. With little time, he would push himself up and crouch, ready to kick or punch once more.
ooc: Used item Fashionable Hat: Once per thread, the user can nullify any blow to the head and take no damage.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2015 3:37:11 GMT -5
It was an all out brawl, down and dirty just like Raph liked it. To be honest in the past his fights had been all too technical worrying about damage here and there this was legitimately fun a straight up rumble tussle as Varus struck out from his downed position something that should have been easily foreseeable but was just as overlooked as any nimble attack. Raphael's legs swept out from beneath him catching himself on the back with a full starfish sprawl.
"Ughh..." He'd gurgle temporarily feeling the shock of the rough ground beneath him. If only he'd decided to fight on the kid's playground where the ground was spongy and not the legit park where the soil was hard.
For the time being however Raph wouldn't have the time to consider the subtle nuances of the ground he was rolling in as Varus was up and ready and like hell Raph would just take it sitting. Mirroring Varus' motions the boy would spring up this time to full stature not sure where the boy would strike out next noting however that he'd retained a defensive position. Sweet!
With that Raph would test the barrier provided lashing out with a solid right kick, his shins poised to make contact with Varus' shoulder if her were still knelt, however if he was up it'd be a strike at the boy's outer kneecap hoping the force against a pressure sensitive area would give him a dead leg and make him buckle under his own weight. Though the strike all the same Raphael would resume the boxer stance with hands up protecting his face.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 20, 2015 14:01:59 GMT -5
Gritty is as gritty does. This wasn't some pansy slap fight and he wasn't about to let up like a pansy either. Neither of them were. Varus was getting pumped the fuck up, which was more than he could say about most of the events that had been going on recently. He supposed he'd simply been too worried with family matters to keep up with what was going on.
Varus continued in his crouched position as he waited for the next move, keeping his arms poised to block or catch whatever was next. His opponent chose to kick toward his shoulder, giving Varus an opportunity to get Raphael back on the ground. He would catch the kick with his forearm and extend with his other fist, going for a crotch shot of his own. Hopefully it would either force him back or connect to even the playing field.
ooc: Similar apologies tbh. I'm losing my Varus muse so it's been tough getting back into RPing
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