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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.
Full Story Here.
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Post by Naoki Reiaki on Apr 19, 2015 21:04:13 GMT -5
Today was another day at PHS, a completely normal school with nothing that happens thoughout every single day. "AHAHAHA! Yeah right!" Naoki exclaimed as he laughed at the thought of this being a normal school. Everyday something happens to him, especially recently ever since he has been getting into a lot of fights. Now he purposely waits for them. This time, he was in the Courtyard, meaning that this might take a little bit of time before he can get a challenge. If he did not get one, he was not going to look for one. But currently, he is revved up for battle. His fists ached for something to punch and his body was still not truly ready to take hits, but it was ready to outrun anything that dares try to hit him. "Lets see what fish we can reel in if any. Many think of me as an easy target anyways." Naoki replied as he leaned his back against the tree. Even if it were just a fun fight, he would still like to fight. He promised himself that if he won the battle, he would send whoever he had hurt to the nurses office.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Apr 19, 2015 22:38:52 GMT -5
"You... look like you're a little restless..." Sarah had been recovering quite a bit. Her jacket accentuating nicely for her form, wearing a really nice sports bra underneath that she had saved up for, the thing covered really nicely, her pendant necklace hanging over it as she stretched her arms out, her bracers showing from where her jacket's sleeves were pushed up a bit.
"I'm Sarah! What's your name? Also, any reason why you're hanging out here?" She smiled and held out a hand to shake. She was feeling a lot tougher, a lot stronger, and worlds more ready for this school. She had been brought to the brink of tears here, thought she was going to die to a bomb right in her face. Yet, still, she managed to get herself some good footing.
The courtyard was rather empty toady aside from the two of them at the moment.
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Post by Naoki Reiaki on Apr 20, 2015 6:01:36 GMT -5
Naoki looked up and smiled to see that someone was trying to address him. He looked to the sides to see if there was anyone around the both of them, but unfortunately for them, they were not around. He took off his jacket to let his three little doves out and fly away. When the girl introduced herself, he figured he would do the same. "Oh, hey there Sarah." The magician greeted as he took the handshake with his black fingerless glove. "My name is Naoki.
He then looked around again to see if anyone were around before he could continue, his gold music note necklace hitting him sometimes due to the intense swerving of the neck. "In all honesty, I was just standing here and hoping I would magically get into a fight." Naoki explained as he tilted his head to the side and kept a neutral facial expression. "I mean, that's all it would take right?"
With that, a lightbulb the formed above his head, quickly burning out once Naoki figured out that it was right there. He grabbed the object and threw it far out of range before continuing. "I know this may seem sort of sudden, but do you think you're up for a friendly fight?" Naoki asked as he back away a little. This was to make sure there were no sudden surprise attacks like Soran would do. Last time Naoki got into a friendly fight, it was with a pillar, and he ended up being paralyzed for a while. Other than that, no bones of any sort were broken, so he recovered normally. He kept his hands in his pockets in case the answer would be no.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Apr 28, 2015 22:04:08 GMT -5
"Well nice to meet you Naoki, you and your er, doves. Uh, that was impressive." He explained that he was looking for a fight and she felt a smirk crawl across her face as she thought about the idea of fighting this dude. It felt like a random encounter in a pokemon game or something, the magician who would use psychic style pokemon or something. She almost chuckled but instead focused a bit.
"I know this may seem sort of sudden, but do you think you're up for a friendly fight?"
"Of course I am," She said as she cracked her knuckles, taking up a boxing stance while shifting her weight back and forth. She looked at the guy and thought about how he might fight, but she couldn't really make a judgment like that on looks alone so she reserved judgment and thought about her own moves.
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