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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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Yacht Starke [OPEN TO ALL~]
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Post by Macht Stärke on Jul 27, 2015 0:26:37 GMT -5
 | turn it up with everything that's happened lately, these people need a chance to unwind. so, imma be the one to give it to 'em. let's do this shit. { tags } { words ### } { short notes }
[OoC: Takes place after the FEAR events. Open to anyone and everyone. Meant to be a chill, unwinding thread for people. As such, any conflict - of all sorts - will not be tolerated, and will likely result in Macht literally throwing you off of his yacht. Let's try to get a semblance of a post-order if/when participants grow. So for every one post you make, try not to post again until there have been at least four posts after yours. Meaning: Your post 1 Someone else 1 Someone else 2 Someone else 3 Someone else 4 Your post 2 Let's have fun, guys.] Head to the pier. You'll see a yacht with my name on it. Come on over. - Macht, to everyone he'd gotten the number of at #552. Macht stood aboard his yacht, known as the Yacht Starke - its name embroidered across the side - observing as the workers he'd hired finished up the initial preparations. The bottom floor of the yacht - the only one "indoors" - was where all of the food and drinks were kept, with a buffet line that was to be constantly replenished as the night went on. The second floor - and all the others above it - had a mini bar adjacent to the stairs, along with a a large area for lounging, and a pool at its edge. The third floor was a bit more homey than those beneath it, and while it still had the mini-bar, it allowed those who wished to simply sit and enjoy the occasion to do so. The top floor was reserved for Macht and any company he chose to bring along with him. At all times, waiters were going to be going around, offering people drinks and appetizers. A live DJ was present on the second floor - and yes, he would take requests. And as it looked as though everything was just about done, he'd wait for the guests to arrive.
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Post by Dawn on Jul 27, 2015 0:37:57 GMT -5
Christa would be frantically searching around her room for something to wear, she had to look somewhat fancy. This guy was rich... Right? After 15 minutes of scouring her room, she'd finally settled on her best pair of jeans and a black button up shirt. Fancy enough... Cool cool, I should probably take my laptop with me aswell.... Yeah, just incase I dont know anyone there. Picking up her laptop bag and stuffing her laptop into it. She'd make haste out the front door, and into the LimoSAYNE telling the driver to head to the pier, looking over at the massive yacht.
"Hoooly shit." Stepping out of the limo she'd begin walking over to it, amazed at how large and expensive it looked. Dude this is gonna be great. Shaking her head she'd head up the ramp(?) and onto the yacht.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Jul 27, 2015 0:50:11 GMT -5
The roar of an engine could be heard, shattering the peaceful silence, as a dark shape could be seen barreling down the road, coming closer and closer, as a motorcycle came into view, eventually racing past another figure who was sitting on a motorcycle parked near the giant yacht moored nearby. Pulling his motorcycle helmet off and putting it away in the seat compartment behind him, after making sure his motorcycle was securely parked and locked, he'd climb off it and head up the ramp and onto the yacht.
Lifting one arm up, he'd would adjust the tie of the suit he wore. And if you were wondering, yes, Kazuya was wearing the badass shades. Immediately spotting a familiar face, even with the shades on, he'd head over, his hands casually shoved in his pockets.
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Jul 27, 2015 0:51:17 GMT -5
| ❝ | I don't want us to make any promises to each other. It's as if death could visit us at any moment. You told me your name when you informed me you were here
So I'll continue calling it, to keep death at bay
I want to be with you until the end
This is the only thing I'm sure of. This is the only place where we can breathe
We have to protect it, no matter the cost
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"Yacht Starke... really..."
Valo was flying through the skies on the back of his android, Jervais. On his hands and feet were special gloves and boots that he designed to magnetically connect to his back while they flew, ensuring Valo wouldn't go flying off and meet his end in a hilarious way. Jervais didn't seem quite too fond of Valo flying around on him, but hey, it was must faster than going through traffic.
"Jervais, we're right above the yacht now. I'm about to disengage."
"Sir, I don't see how that's such a good--"
Valo deactivated the magnets on his gear, falling over and flying towards the yacht at breakneck speeds. He was gonna land in a spectacular fashion to surprise Macht, but halfway towards the yacht, he realized he may have overestimated the impact this might cause. Oops.
Just moments before he hit the yacht, he would feel himself suddenly halted, and looking up, he would see Jervais had caught him. The Vision-Bot would gently set him on the ground, landing beside Valo.
"And why did you do that? That wasn't very badass."
"At the velocity you were traveling, you were liable to damage the yacht, sir. And it looks rather expensive."
"... Right. Well, let's go find Macht."
He and Jervais would walk around the yacht, taking in the sight from the fourth floor now. He was getting weird stares for his entrance, but he paid them no mind.
Now... how hard is it to find a red haired pirate looking guy? WORDS ● TAGGED ● NOTES |
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Post by ❤️ sirynn the hungry ❤️ on Jul 27, 2015 1:05:11 GMT -5
time to party  YOU GOT ME GOING CRAZY ***image scaled 2 size. enjoy macht
sirynn got invited to her first party!!! yassss!!! tiny baby girl is so swaggy cool to be invited to an actual party. she hoped that there was candy and balloons and no clowns!! she would take the subway to the party, holding a giant ass wrapped bottle of alcohol - or as sirynn knew it "happy juice". which she had taken from arose's wife's.... happy juice cabinet. it was rude to attend a party without a gift!!!
she would waddle onto the ship with her giant bottle of happy juice, trying her best to cram it in between doors and people. she'd look around, trying to find the eyepatchy school captain. just where the heckie deckie was he?
"MAAAAAACHTTTTT!! WHERE ARE YOUUUUU!!!!! I GOT A PREZZIE FOR YOUUUU!" she would shout, trying not to drop the bottle which was like.... 5+ sirynns high. and hopefully not smack someone in the head as she walked around with it.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Jul 27, 2015 1:11:36 GMT -5
Sarah was burnt out. Her eyes lowered to the ground, she remained silent, not making eye contact with anyone. As she made her way into the Yacht, she pulled a bottle out from under her coat that she had on, an inner lining pocket that was quite deep. The tequila bottle opened already, Sarah took a nice big swig before finding a place to sit out of the way that was still in sight of people. She wasn't making a big spectacle or trying to be a party pooper.
Every second I'm here, every second they spend just like this... it's just another second I want to be dead. I see there faces, and I want to be dead.
She set the bottle down between her legs, resting her head back and letting her eyes go up to the clouds, tracking them as they moved and tuning everyone else out. She was alone in her thoughts.
Every second I spend here... every second I spend at 'home'... I need to get out. To escape. I need...
She let out a soft sigh, not audible to anyone. With one eye shut she looked down at the bottle once more. "Release." She said quietly so that her other eye opened just fine. She had no reason to obscure her vision.
I wonder where she is now...
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2015 1:15:37 GMT -5
Running into the bathroom she quickly had a look at herself in the mirror “Ready!” She didn’t have time to bother with makeup, she never wore it anyway, it was too much hassle for her. She skipped out into the main living room and grinned happily “Do you like parties? And boats? Cause I sure do! Are you ready? Can we go? I’m out the door!” She said as she kicked the thing open. How far away were they? She definitely did not have a car or a licence, so she guessed it would have to be the train, or she could take to the rooftops, either way, she hadn’t been to a party in months and she was having withdrawal symptoms. Plus, it’d be a great opportunity to meet some new people and increase the amount of people who she could have fun with
Arriving there brought a huge smile to her face. What a yacht! It was incredible. She walked up towards the boat confidently and stepped on. There was food galore, a cool DJ and more importantly, alcohol. Mack knew she had to go slow, because she was a lightweight, and she didn’t want to get so spectacularly wankered that the began flirting with every single person on the ship and probably trying to climb the railings proclaiming ‘I climb better when I’m drunk!'
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Jul 27, 2015 1:24:29 GMT -5
Levi approached quickly sliding his bike into a parking spot on the dock and quickly stepped off his as eyed the Yacht that belonged to his friend. Most of what Levi knew about Macht was familial or school related; he had never actually been to his home or anywhere beyond school really. He was certainly impressed as the German certainly seemed very unassuming and one would never think he had access to such resources. As Levi though about his friend, a recent guest who had been there since he had woken up in the hospital decided to intrude, causing his brow to furrow as he hid his discontent. Strong one lives here...good...Not your call, might as well fuck off and let me relax.hehehe...The Ghoul cackled as it fell silent, content to wait for Levi to drop his guard before reminding him he was still there to spoil any enjoyment he may be having at the time. It was never easy dealing with the guest inside his head, but Levi had slowly grown somewhat accustomed to it, though the fear that it could take over again never left his mind for long. Levi crossed the walkways into the yacht and looked around, recognizing many faces, though none that he recognized immediately. His eye caught the food and refreshments and a small smile crossed his face as he walked over and began to place items on a plate. Perhaps he would seek out Macht after he had eaten. |
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on Jul 27, 2015 1:31:53 GMT -5
Kyou was standing on the docks, looking at the yacht that was owned by Macht and obviously had a party being thrown on it... The young boy was dressed slightly nicer than usually, with a black tailcoat and dress slacks that looked a little nicer and less nerdy than usual. And instead of a dorky bow tie, he wore a regular, classic black dress tie. Of course, he still had those silly glasses, but he needs those~
He would get on the ship and shuffle awkwardly in the small but slowly growing crowd, not wanting to be trampled on by anyone since everyone there was taller than him, but he also wanted to find Macht to say something... then again, he felt like Macht wouldn't want to hear it from him, even if it was an apology and a thank you, but he wanted to at least give it a shot... he would probably leave afterward, not knowing anyone else there and not really feeling like he belonged there nor was wanted there. But he decided to wait, even if only a few minutes, since it seemed like (from what he could hear some of the other students say) Macht was the star of the show in the sense that everyone wanted to talk to him...
What Kyou wanted to say was, after all, much less important... so he decided to hang out around the sides until he saw the right opportunity to talk to Macht... well, that, and for him to gather the courage to do so.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Jul 27, 2015 8:35:26 GMT -5
| turn it up fucking valo. and... that pink thing. what the fuck. { tags } { words ### } { short notes }
Macht watched as Valo began his descent, quickly making his own way up to the fourth story. Cocking back his right arm, he was prepared to uppercut the ever-living fuck out of the guy before he could land, just so that no damage came to the ship - luckily, however, he didn't have to kill the guy a second time. Just as Valo was about to hit the ground, he was saved by a... right... and landed softly.
"I almost put you under again. Watch it, Morei."
In spite of the fact that he spoke in a cruel tone, Macht's words were laced with something more. Care, perhaps. However, he didn't linger long enough to make any note of it, as his eyes eventually found themselves settled on a pink cotton ball with a large bottle of alcohol.
"What the flying fuck." With a sigh, Macht would hop down to the second story and move over to Sirynn, before taking the enormous bottle and setting it down in a life raft at the side of the yacht. Those life rafts were the only things that could work as cup holders for such a big ass bottle.
"... thanks for that, I guess."
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Jul 27, 2015 13:45:47 GMT -5
| ❝ | I don't want us to make any promises to each other. It's as if death could visit us at any moment. You told me your name when you informed me you were here
So I'll continue calling it, to keep death at bay
I want to be with you until the end
This is the only thing I'm sure of. This is the only place where we can breathe
We have to protect it, no matter the cost
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"Come on, you don't think I'm that dumb, do you?"
Though it was probably best that Macht didn't answer that. If it weren't for Jervais, Valo would be spending his time in Davey Jones' locker right now, but then if it wasn't for Jervais, Valo probably wouldn't have made such a flashy appearance to begin with.
Valo then saw Macht jump to the second floor, seeing the... was that a bottle of alcohol? The thing was like half the size of the yacht... who the hell even makes bottles like that? He was thoroughly bewildered, but decided not to press the matter.
He decided to head down into the lower floors of the yacht...the regular way via the stairs, wondering who he'll bump into. Jervais followed along quietly.
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Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass and I'm home bound. DUN NUH NUH NUH NUH NUH NA DUH
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Post by chiasa on Jul 27, 2015 13:53:54 GMT -5
Chiasa sighed as she received a text from the well known School Captain. She read the message and decided to go since she may not get another opportunity like this one. She got up and began to look for what she should wear.She soon decided to wear this: After changing she rode her motorcycle to the so called get together. She arrived about an hour later, and got off and quickly parked the vehicle. She then walked onto the Yacht and looked around at all of the people that were already on board and sighed. She didn't know anyone who was on board so far, so she sat in one of the corners and pulled out her phone to play a game.
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Post by Vivi Perish on Jul 27, 2015 15:56:29 GMT -5
i will break the spell you put on me | everywhere I go, I am spell bound; You cannot have this control on me |
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“…And that’s basically how I lost my medical license”
“You mean you literally held the fate of all humanity in your hand and you dropped it?”
Yeah. A lot of conversations with Vivi’s aunt Piper went like this, especially when she decided to go off and tell her ridiculous stories about when she was in her early twenties. Vivi was pretty sure over half the stories she told were either totally bogus or at least partially so, but heck, they were still fun to listen to on a car ride.
And yes, her aunt was driving her. Vivi did have a drivers license believe it or not, but she didn’t have a car. Her aunt who Vivi so graciously let live with her did have a car, but wouldn’t even consider letting Vivi drive it.
“Aww c’mon Vivi. I tried my best, I mean, we all make mistakes. Why you gotta be such an ass?”
“We’ve all got to excel at something.”
Vivi kicked her feet up on the dash board, knowing full well it’d totally piss Piper off, but she pretended not to see the glare.
Piper pulled up to the dock several minutes later and jerked her head towards the door.
“Go on, shorty. Get out and have fun.”
“Whatever, Pipes.”
Vivi stepped out of the car, and she promptly drove away, leaving her alone in front of the massive boat.
‘Yacht Starke,’ the side of it read.
“…Alright. Let’s do this shit.”
Vivi walked aboard the yacht and recognized quite a few people there—even if she didn’t know them personally she at least recognized almost all their faces. She soon spotted Sarah sitting on her own. Funny, she didn’t seem the type to be a wall flower—Vivi dismissed the thought when she noticed how down the redhead looked.
“Hey, chika,” the corner of her mouth quirked up in a smile and she sat down next to her.
“Is everything alright? You seem kind of out of it.”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2015 1:09:19 GMT -5
It Seemed as though the party was not yet in full swing, and there were quite a few people sitting down and talking, others grabbing food from the buffet on the first floor. Food. "HOLY COW LOOK AT THAT FOOD!” She exclaimed melodramatically even though Mackenzie looked like someone who ate like a mouse. There was just so MUCH of it! How could she possibly decide what she wanted to eat? It was a shame she couldn’t just try all of it, but that would probably make her explode. She barely even noticed the man standing there quietly taking food from the table, so she had probably made a spectacle of herself. But what was new with that? Mack didn’t have much shame for a good reason. If she did, she would honestly be embarrassed all the damn time.
Mack grabbed a chicken leg, hot veggies, bangers and some mash of course. She was aware that her place was very full and that she looked like a pig, but again she didn’t care. It was as hard for her to gain weight as it was for her to gain bulk, so she was doing herself a favour. Once she had backed away from the table she already had a mouthful of food. Then she noticed Levi standing there and jumped “Oh opps, Don’t mind me, I’ll move outta the way!” She said good-naturedly stepping back “I don’t think we’ve met, I’m Mackenzie, call me Mack!"
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Post by Dawn on Jul 28, 2015 1:21:39 GMT -5
Christa would wave over to Kazuya with a smile "Yahello!" Wait what the fuck did I just say...? "Err.. Hi. Didnt expect to see you here, you dont seem like much of a party animal." Smiling over to Kazuya as she would make her way into the first floor inside area place thing of the yacht. Assuming that he would follow her inward, walking up to the bar (If there was one I dont know  ) She'd order a Dark and Stormy from the bartender, awaiting her drink whilst looking over to Kazuya. |
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) She'd order a Dark and Stormy from the bartender, awaiting her drink whilst looking over to Kazuya.