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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 Markus Eckhardt on May 27, 2015 19:16:29 GMT -5
[OoC: This will be a serious speed event, meaning comedic responses will not be tolerated unless they are appropriate (i.e. no calling upon the power of the Green Lantern Corp., but laughing at your scenario is alright if it's in character, etc., etc.). It will be run slightly different from previous speed events, where the chance of interacting with other players is slim to nonexistent unless they pertain to you in some way - it'll make sense as the event progresses. Expect rounds to move approximately every 20 minutes. This event is plot important. Soft cap at SIX PARTICIPANTS. If the soft cap has been reached and you still wish to join, PM me or tag me in the CBox.]
It was early Monday morning, before the sun made even the slightest hint of its rise. The streets were unusually empty, with no light save that from the sky illuminating the city. With what little light was provided, it would be simple to spot a sort of fog rolling through the city, though it did not seem out of the ordinary.
Where are our folks of #552 this early morning? Still in bed in preparation for school? Out on the town in spite of the odd circumstances?
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on May 27, 2015 19:19:08 GMT -5
Valo was going for a morning jog, trying to get as much exercise in as he could when he was hit with a strange and eerie feeling. The world felt empty, and the fog seemed rather overbearing suddenly. Something about it gave him chills.
He turned and began to run in the direction of home. If he could even find it.
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Post by Dan on May 27, 2015 19:19:56 GMT -5
"Yyaaawn"
Dan was lumbering to school when the fog rolled in
After all it seemed that when ever he was walking he would get distracted
"What's with this fog?"
Dan mumbled to himself as he scratched his buttox
"Wait where am I"
Dan said as he had lost himself in the fog
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2015 19:21:33 GMT -5
Teufel was walking through the streets looking for apples with his antlers melded to his head and drifting through the wind, when he saw an ominous fog approach. What was it? Had it come for him? Then again, where was everyone? The area he was in was quiet. This was weird. New York was never quiet.
Teufel stood where he was in fear and confusion. What was going on today?
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Post by Newton Jones on May 27, 2015 19:21:53 GMT -5
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Newton had just prepared his material for the day, his briefcase filled with necessary documents and supplies he needed to get his class ready for the world ahead. He took a step out from his dorm and took a moment to admire the sky above, the golden rays of light reminded him of the beauty he found in Romania on the wonderful Spring mornings when the birds would sing his song at the top of every Thursday morning. He took a deep breath of the peppermint air and began his trek to the school.
Newton had taken no worry of the world around him lately, and felt no need to concern himself with the goings on of the school unless it pertained to his classes or other, more direct matters. He had kept in touch with his old comrads, and spent some time getting to know his students and co-staff over the past few months. He continued down the long road toward the academy, hoping he wouldn't be stopped by the morning traffic... There was a fog slowly coming in, that was a bit ominous but he paid little mind to it, he woudl be at work soon enough
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Post by Sage Honeysett on May 27, 2015 19:22:51 GMT -5
Sage woke up to his alarm clock to get ready for school. He took a shower, deciding to use a new citrus shampoo. Then he got dressed in a spring dress, but put some shorts on underneath. The next thing he made sure is that he had all his belongings and he was out the door!
Upon seeing the dim streets he made note of it, but didn't care at all. So he just started his way from the apartment building and to the school.
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on May 27, 2015 19:25:56 GMT -5
Kyou would already be up, sitting on his bed with a notebook on his lap where he was scribbling away with things for an experiment he would try to be conducting later on. He wanted to make sure all the measurements were correct, and so he woke up early to make sure he'd be giving himself the amount of time needed to do so. Kyou was almost always working on something... He would look outside his window to see the air was foggy and the temperature outside was likely chilly. He debated going out, but decided to finish up his writing before he chose to do anything of that sort...
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Post by ❤️ on May 27, 2015 19:29:56 GMT -5
jacket would turn on the tap to take her morning medication, the pain killers as prescribed to her, along with her daily medication anti-anxiety and anti-depressant medication. she would already be dressed, having gotten up a bit earlier since her arm in a sling made getting dressed much more difficult. she also would have changed the bandages from the pillar fight, her stab wound starting to slowly heal.
shugo would be sleeping on her couch since he lost is apartment, which meant he took forever to wake up in the morning.
"let's get going shugo. i have to get to school early to go over some things for the dance with mr. yamato," she would tell the boy, grabbing her backpack and holding it in her good hand. she would step out of her apartment with the boy, and get him to lock the door for her. even menial task were frustratingly difficult with the use of only one arm.
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on May 27, 2015 19:30:07 GMT -5
 i wish we could stay like this I woke up to the sounds of water running. My eyes opened slowly... It still felt weird waking up here... almost like it was unreal. It felt odd not to be in my own bed. I pulled the covers off of myself and sat up on the couch that I had been sleeping on the night before, stretching out and yawning. Masahiro had taken everything away from me... My bank accounts... My cars... My apartment... All because I refused to side with him and my grandfather. So there I was, in Jacket's apartment. Once I heard Jacket leaving the bathroom, I entered with a change of clothes and took a quick shower. "Sorry! Just give me one minute." I finished getting dressed, leaving my hair wet still, and threw on my shoes and coat before grabbing my backpack and slinging it across my shoulders. I exited with Jacket, and locked the door behind me. Turning towards her, I smiled... an actual smile. Living with her like this had been... It had been nice. I grabbed her backpack from her and took a hold of it. "I'll take that for you! You're in no shape to be carrying that around." @ tag
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on May 27, 2015 19:47:07 GMT -5
Valo would notice that as he jogged, he would continue to pass the same stretch of road over and over, no matter how long he kept running. The air would grow cold, and over time, he'd feel a breath of warm air against the back of his neck. Whether or not he turned, he would hear the sound of a familiar voice - that of a young girl's. "Adrian, slow down! You're going so fast!" She'd pant as she tried catching up to him.
Danny would see the fog grow intense enough that he could no longer see anything, until suddenly - it cleared. When it did, though, Danny would see he was back home, in Canada! "Danny!" He'd hear someone shout as they ran up to him. The man who approached looked bloodied and beaten, and behind him there were three more men running there way. "I need your help, man!" Danny would recognize this man!
Teufel would see the apples almost change shape as he grabbed them, beginning to look like... squirrels? The first he happened to stitch up, in fact! His sister ran up to him, bat in her hand, with a smile on her face. "Brother, it's time to play!"
Newton would find that as he walked, the streets seemed to go on forever. Suddenly, the fog became intense, and he would be unable to see a thing - until it vanished in the blink of an eye, and he was at one of the old schools he taught at overseas, the halls flooded with students. He had a coworker at his side, a woman of his age, who looked at him with a gleam in her eye. "Please tell me your students are finally getting the basics, Mr. Jones," she said teasingly.
Soran walked towards the gates, and the closer he got, the further away they seemed to go. He would be able to see two figures coming from them - a man and a woman - and as they got closer, he would be able to recognize them. Lars Krieger and Lucia Yuy... his mother and father. "My son," the mother whimpered before running to take her son in her arms.
Sage would see one single figure out on the street - a tall, thin redheaded man, from what he could gather. "Hey... Can I get some... help...?" the figure asked. The voice was one he knew.
Kyou would find things suddenly begin to get colder and colder each second as a black mist swept through his room, and the moment he blinked, he would no longer be there. He was in a cage with several other kids of his age, and they all seemed to be rather beaten and mistreated, among other things. A forceful shove and another child was thrown into the cage with him - making a total of seven - as a large man locked the cage behind them and left the room, which remained unlit.
Jacket would find that, after she told Shugo to get up off the couch, it wasn't Shugo anymore. She blinked, and once her eyes were open again, a black mist swept through the room, and she would see it was her father, who glared at her as he woke up. "You wanna repeat yourself?" He did not seem pleased.
Shugo awoke to the sound of water, but he would find that, as he continued getting up to who he believed to be Jacket, it was revealed to be someone else entirely. A black mist could be seen before he saw a man in a lab coat - or, rather, several. "Mr. Yuy, we're going to need you to get on the operating table.
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Post by Newton Jones on May 27, 2015 19:52:08 GMT -5
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Newton lost his breath, the moment he saw her eyes, he knew this woman. But it wasn't true, it couldn't be true...The moment this happened before, it all came apart, and she became a memory faded in fire.
"I..." He choked up "I...Couldn't, say..." He loved her, the last woman he ever loved.
"They don't tell me anything anymore, but their test scores are rising steadily..Its..been so long Laura, I didn't think I would see you again!" he nearly cried out. "I'm sorry I didn't call"
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2015 19:53:05 GMT -5
Teufel's eyes widened. What was his sister doing here? She should be at home. Teufel looked at the apples. They changed..? The old victims that he snipped and stitched up. He looked around in confusion, then he saw the bat.
He wanted to run, but he couldn't. He wanted to play, but he had a bad feeling about this. His eyes watered. He loved his sister like any brother would, and he missed her dearly. What was going on here? The squirrels moved around in his hand frantically, the many extra limbs twitching
"Engel...?" He said, tearing up
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on May 27, 2015 19:53:21 GMT -5
Kyou's eyes would widen as he was put in a new surrounding--somewhere he'd never been before. Or... had he? Kyou looked around, staring at the children. "What the hell...? How did this happen? How did I get here? I was awake just a moment ago--did I pass out and get kidnapped? Is this a dream?" He would pinch his skin, realizing that he was very much awake. "Dammit," he cursed mentally. He didn't know what was going on, but there was no point in going hysterical. He went to one of the children and asked, "Hey! Are you guys alright?? What's going on here?? Do any of you know?" He stopped himself, his surroundings sinking in. He was in a cage. A cage. Suddenly, horror swept up on him as he felt he knew what was going on--or at least that this feeling he was getting was all to familiar. He went to one of the sides of the cage, grasping onto the bars and peering out. He needed to know where he was in hopes to figure out what was going on, and possibly how to get out. And he needed to do that as soon as possible.
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Post by Dan on May 27, 2015 19:54:22 GMT -5
Dan looked around he was home
There's the lodge thought Danny oh the memory's
Dan was overcome with a feeling of nostalgia
However it didn't last long
"DANNY"
"Hey it's Duncan wait why are you covered in blood?"
Dan recognized it right away it was Duncan who stood beside him during his 165th expulsion.
"I need your help, man!"
"Where to bro"
Dan did not need to know why after all he needed no explanation to help a friend in need
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on May 27, 2015 19:54:31 GMT -5
No... I took a step backwards looking around the room... I was in an operating room? Was this a repressed memory? Is this what... Is this what happened to me? Is this how I became what I am... This is what Masahiro said my father put me through. This was the experiment that made me the berserker... Or was this another one of those premonitions? The ones I've been getting since I started going to 552? Like the one I had when I met her... Wait... "Jacket!" She was here with me... Just a second ago. She was with me. I slammed my right fist into my thigh. I grunted and gritted through the pain. This was real. I felt it. That hurt. That meant that Jacket had been here a moment ago as well. I turned around and began running away from the doctors. I had to find her. I had to find Jacket. My gaze traveled all around the room searching for an exit... and if I found it I'd make my way through it. @ tag
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