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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 Sarah Crestwell on May 18, 2015 0:47:54 GMT -5
It wasn't exactly the most rewarding of ideas. Sarah knew that she was in a rough spot but she wanted to take care of herself. She knew she had a place with Macht and he would probably worry about her if she was on her own like she intended to be but she really just struggled with the idea of going to a place like that. She found herself waking up in the middle of the night and leaving, coming back in the late hours of the morning and pretending she was just getting up whenever she stayed there.
So she made her way to a place where she had heard Yannick would be, the rumors were that she could work for him, push drugs and the like. Considering her mom's death you'd think that she would be against this kind of thing but truth be told she was strong in the belief that she would do whatever it took to get out there and find her own way in the world.
"If it gets bad I'll just... I don't know," She told herself as she looked into the mirror, the loud music in the club seemed to pour into the bathroom whenever someone walked in. She made her way out and over to where she had been told Yannick was, when she saw who she thought people were pointing to her she made her way up.
"Are you Yannick?" She would ask, raising her voice just above the music and leaning in toward the guy so he could hear her.
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Post by Yannick Haas on May 18, 2015 1:02:54 GMT -5
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Post by Yannick Haas on May 18, 2015 1:29:24 GMT -5
[OoC: for reference on how they look refer to the event characters area]
As always, Yannick was being watched by someone who was there to ensure is safety. Tonight, the muscle was the Mihaelov siblings, with Lev at his side and Ludmila keeping watch. When Sarah approached, she would be met with the tall woman - a whole two inches taller than Sarah - standing before her. The woman held a kind expression, and yet her eyes told of a wrath she would lay upon any who made an attempt on Yannick. In Yannick's place was Engel, however, as Yannick was injured but they still needed to keep up appearances.
"Who wants to know and what is she looking for?" The woman asked plainly, a think Russian accent rolling off her tongue. She folded her arms just under her chest and stared into Sarah's eyes.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 18, 2015 2:13:38 GMT -5
The woman who approached Sarah and prevented her from getting to the guy would give her quite a look. Sarah met her eyes and didn't back down, she didn't lower her gaze or stop herself from putting on her front. "Who wants to know and what is she looking for?"
"My name is Sarah," She said as she turned her eyes toward who she believed to be Yannick. She spoke enough that he could hear hopefully. She just didn't feel like passing the information through channels. If he could hear her than he could hear her say it her damn self. "I'm looking for a who, not a what. I'm looking for Yannick, or at least the person who can speak for him. I'm looking for some work and from some things I've heard I figured I'd give it a shot."
After speaking she'd look up and give the large lady a wink, "No offense, I love a dominate chick with a thick accent, but I'd rather speak to a higher authority."
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Post by Yannick Haas on May 18, 2015 2:21:33 GMT -5
"Yannick" heard her loud and clear, though for the moment he paid her no mind. He was playing cards with a man, and the two were engaging in their own conversation that seemed to be quite the riot. Ludmila, meanwhile, would continue to deal with Sarah.
"I am highest authority you will see," she spoke sharply. "Many want in. Prove you're worth more than shit and you may speak to Mr. Has - otherwise, fuck off."
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 18, 2015 5:07:15 GMT -5
"I am highest authority you will see, Many want in. Prove you're worth more than shit and you may speak to Mr. Has - otherwise, fuck off."
"You want me to prove that I'm worthy?" She asked as she cocked a hand on her hip and she gave a challenging grin to the girl in front of her. She knew when she was being tested and while this was certainly very brutish and very 30's gangster style, the whole prove you're worth the boss's time shtick, Sarah couldn't help but feel almost... thankful.
The universe had really done her a favor with this one.
"It's just that... I can't afford any clothes," Her voice would take on a silky tone as her smell would become very alluring to those around her. Her skin would radiate with beauty as she would gently lift a hand to touch the tips of her fingers against the skin along the girl's clavicle. "I can't even afford underwear... if I could just... sell some stuff for your boss, maybe I'd be able to afford some nice things. I'd be awfully appreciative."
She leaned in and would whisper into the girl's ear directly, letting her lips brush along the skin of her ear, "I might even model my new underwear for the person who made that possible..."
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Post by Yannick Haas on May 20, 2015 2:38:40 GMT -5
Much to Sarah's benefit, Ludmila was a woman with a fondness for other women, so as she suddenly became more alluring, the woman felt a little weak in the knees. At Sarah's touch against her skin, a soft, sharp breath escaped her lips before she managed to compose herself. Before Sarah could pull her hand away, however, Ludmila's own would come up and grasp it tightly.
"You may see Mr. Haas, but you will work under me, and this new... Clothing. I will see it often."
She'd grin, stepping to the side so that Sarah would pass. As she did, Ludmila would get a firm hold of her cheek - not on the face - just as "Yannick" turned to face her. Engel looked almost exactly like the real deal, only more... Hunky, if anything. The man greeted Sarah with a smile.
"Hello there," he said, his eyes returning to his card game. "You are here on business? Speak your mind to the point and we will get along just fine."
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 20, 2015 22:01:05 GMT -5
"You may see Mr. Haas, but you will work under me, and this new... Clothing. I will see it often."
"Whatever you want," She said with the charm no longer active. She didn't know if it had any residual effect or maybe if it needed some underlying attraction to work but she did know that it got her what she needed. She got her way in and proved herself. That was all she really needed out of its use. As the hand groped her assets she blushed a little and let out a tiny yelp of being startled before looking back with a sheepish smile.
Okay so she's hot...
"Hello there. You are here on business? Speak your mind to the point and we will get along just fine." The guy seemed to still be engrossed in his card game and she didn't really care whether or not she was interrupting so she would walk closer and address him quite directly.
"I need a job, only I'm a bit young for full time work and the economy is shit. I do have a way of getting people to listen to me, a way of winning them over. I could deal." She looked down at the cards. "The cards for that matter too, I read tarot, I've become quite excellent with my shuffle." She decided one more segue would be enough, "Not my shuffle as in my dancing shuffle, that's god awful."
She grinned and would reaffirm what she was here for. "So, should I go hit the sales floor?"
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Post by Yannick Haas on May 29, 2015 5:16:29 GMT -5
Engel looked up at Sarah as she seemed to have no regard for his game, and upon getting a look at her, he grinned. Much unlike Yannick, Engel was a pretty simple man, and getting on his bad side was difficult for a beautiful woman - but either way, she proved she wasn't going to be useless. Still, Engel was going to be careful with who he let in the circle now that Yannick was in the hospital.
"There is a man who owes me some money not far from here. Ludmila can take you to him - get the money and bring it back to me and not only will I give you a job, your first batch of sales will see profits entirely in your hands." Ludmila seemed to like this suggestion, as the woman smiled and stared at Sarah. Whether or not she said yes or no, Engel would simply return to his game of cards. If she wasn't interested, she wasn't interested, and if she was, Ludmila would give her all the information she needed.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 29, 2015 17:37:53 GMT -5
Sarah made her answer well known by a silent nod and making her way back to the girl that had been moved so easily by her Qi. She gave her a swift smack on the ass before winking at her. "You ready to go beautiful?"
Sarah was pretty stoked to have something like this as a job. She wasn't sure how she felt about the whole being the muscle thing but if she needed to do this for her survival than so be it. She liked the idea of free drugs as well, a good way to build clientele for sure. She would probably sell the first ones slightly cheaper to see about getting people hooked onto them. She wasn't sure who might be interested though but she would find them.
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Post by Yannick Haas on Jun 29, 2015 0:10:54 GMT -5
Ludmila, who was evidently pleased, would lead Sarah out of the club and down the street. Along the way, she would fill Sarah in, taking her time with the details. "This man is former fence for Mr. Haas. Took pills, sold for twice profit, left Mr. Haas' employ without a word. Hides under Mr. Haas' nose like proud dog, but he is just dog. You crush him, take what is owed, as Mr. Haas stated, you have job."
After the explanation, they would arrive at a small Italian restaurant. The target sat at a table surrounded by four of his colleagues, and they were sitting together laughing. Ludmila stood at the door and signaled for Sarah to enter.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Jun 29, 2015 0:22:27 GMT -5
I think I, I fell in love again. Maybe I just took too much cough medicine. But I'm the best worst thing that hasn't happened to you yet, the best worst thing. You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out. You take the full, full truth, then you poor some out. -- an american beauty * "Gotcha, so someone who needs to be roughed up and embarrassed a little, but also business is business and money owed is money owed." Sarah nodded as she thought about this, wondering just how she might go about kicking this guy's ass as she made her way with Lidmila. Once she was signalled to enter the restaurant she did, noting her target.
Sarah made her way in to the restaurant, seeing the five people around a table, laughing about something. She took in a deep breath and thought about how she was going to go about doing this one before she walked over. "Hey, guys? I was just uhm... I was told I could find someone here." She twitched slightly, "About buying some things, and possibly selling some things."
She thought she'd bait out which one it was in particular, of course she was assuming that Ludmila wasn't going to enter with her.
I wish I dreamt in the shape of your mouth. But it's your thread count I really care about. Stay up 'til the lights go out, Stay up, Stay up. And as we're drifting off to sleep. All those dirty thoughts of me they were never yours to keep ulla |
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Post by Yannick Haas on Jun 29, 2015 0:26:52 GMT -5
And, enter, Ludmila did not. Instead she remained outside, simply watching. The men at the table all paused when Sarah approached the table, and at her question, a single man nodded and waved a hand, gesturing for her to leave.
"You're at the right place, but this is my private time, so fuck off ya junkie."
The four men surrounding the table busted up in laughter again and continued their meal as if Sarah wasn't even there.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Jun 29, 2015 0:31:17 GMT -5
I think I, I fell in love again. Maybe I just took too much cough medicine. But I'm the best worst thing that hasn't happened to you yet, the best worst thing. You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out. You take the full, full truth, then you poor some out. -- an american beauty * When the men started laughing she laughed with, scratching the inside of her forearm and nodding along until she stopped all of a sudden and looked him straight in the eyes.
Her voice softened and her smell would become very alluring as her skin practically glowed, "You couldn't just make a little time for me? I promise you I'll make it worth your while. We can just step outside, you know. A smoke break?" She would rock from side to side slightly, playing almost a little coy.
[Qi Tier 2: 2/3 used Charm, +10 wis for following, -10 wis for attacking yadda yadda you know the rest] I wish I dreamt in the shape of your mouth. But it's your thread count I really care about. Stay up 'til the lights go out, Stay up, Stay up. And as we're drifting off to sleep. All those dirty thoughts of me they were never yours to keep ulla |
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Post by Yannick Haas on Jun 29, 2015 0:59:33 GMT -5
At the offer to exit the building, possibly get the girl alone, the man seemed to mull things over. One of his pals nudged him with an elbow and whispered something in his ear, and if Sarah listened closely she could barely make out the word "tight", which, given the type of man her target was, was probably used in terrible context.
"Alright, lady. But no, why go outside when my product is just in the back, eh? Come with me, come with me."
The man would stand to his feet, where Sarah would finally get a good judge of him. He stood easily over seven feet tall and weighed at least three hundred pounds - this wasn't going to be a walk in the park. And if she followed, he would lead her behind the counter and into the kitchen. He'd begin to pull a gallon bag out from a cabinet that was filled with pills.
"So speakin' of makin' this worth my while..."
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