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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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Fight me! Then we can go get some ice cream buddy! [Raph]
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 0:56:22 GMT -5
Alex was walking through the halls, he was trying to learn the lay out of the schools campus. He hadn't made any friends yet so during the breaks between classes where quite lonely. He had become acquaintances with Vivi, but they weren't exactly friends. Alex sighed as he folded the school map and put it in his back pocket. He looked around to see if there was anyone he could ask directions. Sadly not a soul was in sight. Alex, took off his bag and took out a can of of iced coffee, he placed his bag on his shoulders and went on his way. Just when Alex was about to take a turn he bumped into someone. The coffee spilled all over the stranger. Alex looked up to see a young man with an eye patch.
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 13:52:23 GMT -5
School was uncommonly boring today, though for most students they were between classes Raphael had picked up a little bit of hospitable work for the meantime aiding the photography club with gear. Today however he decided to opt out and while he'd get chewed out for it later when they needed an extra body, in the mean time however he'd look like another transient amongst the open halls. Dressed in his usual leather jacket, v-neck shirt, and jeans he'd pull off that typical tough guy appeal at least that's what he'd hoped seeing as the currency of the land was fights and violence.
For the time being Raphael had managed to avoid any such transgressions though his weakly presence had given him a handful of wounds to share he'd manage to keep them concealed until. Splooosh! No not that kind you pervert! A splash of hot coffee all over his sleeve.
"Shit!"
Raph would mouth quick to jostle with his jacket sliding it off and grappling with the hem. To anyone looking they'd notice visible scaring along the line of left forearm and palm, some of it relatively fresh all the same and aggravated from the heat.
"What the hell man, watch where you're going."
Raphael would say still not entirely making eye contact with the confrontation but offering the boy a rather rough shove to the upper torso providently planting him into the nearest obstacle probably another student likely to further aggravate the situation or if luck would have it a wall. Damn walls never wanting to fight back.
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 22:44:37 GMT -5
Alex was pushed, Alex noted that the young man who pushed him was stronger than he was. However but due to force of habit and reflex, Alex retaliated. Once he hit the wall, Alex side stepped quickly trying to get behind the young man. Alex then dropped low and pivoted his body to swing his right leg trying attempting to kick the young mans knees from behind. Without a moment of delay, Alex then quickly used his left leg to push off the ground firmly to propel Alex backwards away from the young mans range. Alex then stood up and raised both of his fists ready to strike or guard. Alex hen paused and realized what he had done, he lowered his guard and tried to apologize. "AH! Whoa! I'm sorry. I didn't mean too! I kinda just lashed out due force of habit. Listen man, if you still want to fight, alright then. I'll take responsibility of my actions." said Alex as he reluctantly raised his guard up again.
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Post by Deleted on May 4, 2015 20:01:25 GMT -5
Raphael wasn't looking for a fight today, he'd been battered and bruised plenty the past couple days he didn't need to add to that any further but if someone pushed him he wouldn't be kind enough to hold back on them he'd end it quickly for both their sakes. Proceeding forward intending of course to leave the situation about as fast as it was started he'd be caught off his guard getting caught behind the knees and getting knocked off his footing and onto his ass.
"Grrr..." Raphael forming his features into a certain scowl as he rose back to his feet feeling a burning sensation running up along his spine as he'd been flattened with a dirty hook. They boy was now trying to apologize for aggravating his situation and then hitting him again.
Nah Dawg.... that ain't me. Marching slowly his guard drawn low revealing no violent intent aside from his certain scowl Raphael would approach. "Yeah bro, don't worry it's cool." He'd say between pursed lips before getting in firing range. He'd expected his opponent had dropped his guard after apologizing and that semi-attempt at deterring the situation. All the same Raphael would fire a right hook right at the kids squishy face... at least he'd be making it squishy. |
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2015 23:18:28 GMT -5
Alex absorbed the hook with his face, the force cause Alex to skid backwards a few inches. Alex grit his teeth and shook his head trying to shake off the shock. Alex wiped off some blood off. He then crouched low, his left elbow was pointed down while his right arm was slanted down so his fist pointed on to the ground, this allowed his arms to cover a good portion of his upper body. Alex smirked as he felt the adrenaline rush "that was a nice punch." smirked Alex. Without any warning Alex rushed forward, he attempted to fake a left hook. If his opponent took the bait, Alex planned to lash his right elbow forward and strike his opponent at the lower jaw.
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Post by Deleted on May 13, 2015 0:50:09 GMT -5
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Raphael didn't do dodging, not when it came to a foe who was so clearly in the wrong and needed to be put in the dirt. He wasn't so much mad as he was put off by the little punk's savant behavior like throwing him some change to get this spill cleaned up, maybe even some grovelling would be acceptable, not punches thrown. All the same the pride of the fight swelled in his chest invigorating his blood to press the attack.
Far as he could see with his good eye, that opponent of his would dip his guard, a tactical defense to shield from a brunt swing. Good stature, and a place to pivot with an equally as warranted attack but Raphael could just as easily anticipate where the kid was going for. Feint or otherwise Raphael stepped forward into the punch, if it was a fake good he'd deviate a hit if not then he'd take it. All the same Raph wouldn't strike with a blow, not in the conventional sense anyway. Hands would go to clasp the kids shoulders hindering his movement and drive Raph's own forehead into Alex's nose. The impact would leave Raph dizzy no doubt, bleeding even still but his opponent would likely suffer worse. |
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Post by Deleted on May 16, 2015 14:31:15 GMT -5
| I'M JUST A CLOWN. who wants YOU to SMILE. I'm the joker I'm the clown. I really don't mind just as long as you're around. I know I ain't cool. I know I'm just a goofy fool. All your pain I'll gladly take. Just to make sure that smile of yours isn't fake. | 0000 WORDS @tag TAGGED notes WORDS | Alex grit his teeth, he knew he wouldn't be able to break out of it. So in order to avoid taking the head but face first, Alex pulled his head back and bashed it forward countering Raph with a head butt of his own. This would prevent some damage, but not all of it. Alex would still hurt, but it was better than taking the attack to the face. Alex held his forehead as his vision spun for a brief moment. Alex shook his head and used his superior speed to dash forward as Raph recovered. Alex jumped and spun 306 degrees backwards to preform a round house kick. However it was a mere farce, Alex Attempted to hook his leg around Raph's neck so that he would be able to bring his upper body forward as hit rode the momentum. Alex then would attempt to bring down his elbow in a downward slash to smash it into Raph's forehead. If the attack would fail, Alex would try to kick off Raph's back to propel himself to a safer distance, just barely away from Raph's counter attack range. |
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2015 1:06:37 GMT -5
 Raphael felt the shift to the strike taking it head on. Good move kid, most fighters well for that sake most anyone would struggle to make for the escape but the nature of a knowledgable fighter was knowing when you were licked and rather than fight the oncoming force to get away or to higher ground you simply tucked in and took it like a man. Raph liked that about the retaliation tucking his own chin to mitigate the damage to his thick skull. What came next though was a disappointment, Alex trying to get away. Nah kid, Nahhhh. There was a saying somewhere; "There's no crying in baseball." Or maybe that was the impact to his skull telling him nonsense. Whatever, play ball. The kid wasn't getting away. Abrasion to the skull or otherwise Raph was holding strong wrapping his grip from the shoulders around the neck, something a boxer might do whilst tired. He'd seen first hand how quick the kid was and that advantage was going to be squandered right here and now preventing him from escaping by grappling him nice and tight. From the holstered position Raphael would start bringing up his knees one at a time, one to keep balance whilst the other drove upwards into Alex's rib cage. With each progressive strike Raphael would pull, dropping his body weight into Alex's neck so that it'd be an intentional weight into the strike. Try fumbling through this kid, enough strikes to the gut and you'll be out in no time. |
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