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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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"You remind me of my mother..." (Sarah/Open)
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 16, 2015 15:37:34 GMT -5
Allen would look down at his hands, his lips parting a little as she did what she did. Then, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He stuck his hands in his pockets, standing tall and just not moving. There wasn't a whole ton he could do here- Speed was, for him, like her ability to take a hit. It was his key. He needed to change- he relied quite a bit on his physical attributes and martial skill, as he thought that's how things worked. The people here...they relied on abilities manifesting mixed with that. That...would not do at all. He would be destroyed in a battle against someone like this.
As she stopped, he would turn his head up to look at her, a small smile on his face.
"You were saying not to listen to Zoe- but she did the same thing to me. I think...you may have misunderstood what I meant. You would absolutely be destructive against someone like me with that. There would be nothing I could do. But I didn't mean the problem was that you were slow...just the opposite. Even as you were before, taking a few hits of mine, I would have stood no chance."
He turned around, looking up at her.
"I may only be fifteen, but my brother and sister have trained me hard to pick apart someones fighting style and find the kink. Against me....you would certainly be explosive. But what would happen, I wonder, if you fought yourself? Or someone very much like you? It would be a battle of abilities, yes...but in the end, it would come down to who knows how to fight. And though you are powerful beyond what I can hope to do for the foreseeable future...I'd just like to know- though you are strong....do you think you are a good fighter? Do you think if the abilities were stripped away, you would be able to beat someone else of your physical caliber?"
He sounded like such a douche, using words like that. He wasn't trying to say she wasn't a good fighter- he just didn't know, because so far while she had made him seem like a four year old physically, he didn't yet have a good estimation of her mental capacity to pick apart someone who matched up to her and beat them in a pure martial sport? The only reason he said these things was because he assumed she wanted to know the answer to that question too, right?
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 16, 2015 15:55:17 GMT -5
"Let me tell ya dude," She said as she looked back on a lot of her fights. "My fighting knowledge used to be very limited." She thought about it more and more these days. "But I developed, I learned, I fought a ton of people and learned different styles and techniques. I trained on my own, with others, the School Captain, a guy who knows Kenjutsu, people who can wrestle, the boxing club, the wrestling club." She thought of all those trainings that she had done. "I picked it up quick. I excel at one thing and one thing alone. I can tear down a single opponent, I can gauge their strengths and take them away, I can manage my own strength and keep them from being used against me."
She nodded to her arm, "I learned my lesson on over confidence recently. Fighting someone of my caliber? It'd come down to specific abilities I suppose, but I'm confident that I could keep them on their toes with how my fighting style changes and adapts, I'm confident I could keep a step ahead of them with their own changes. Force their hand, let them use up their gifts. Besides, I have one trump card that's well hidden in my list of abilities. I don't use it, nobody but me has seen it, and if I absolutely have to, I can use it."
She shrugged, "I think if I really wanted to, if I really had the drive to I could win any fight. I just don't care about winning sometimes, so it all depends."
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 16, 2015 16:03:23 GMT -5
He thought for a moment.
"I see. Well...if that's the case, why don't you prove it? Why not beat the School Captain and take the title for yourself? I mean...I don't really care- I'm not able to stand on that platform. But if you can, and you think you can keep people safe, why not do it? What's the harm?" He would groan, reaching down and placing a hand over the hip where she kicked him after removing it from his pocket. He took a deep breath or two before grinning broadly.
"You aren't the first person I've fought in the last few days that showed me how weak I am because of what you can do. There was a time when I was in your position, so much stronger than everyone else. Fighting Knuckles, Leon, beating Macht and Steven....my time away has caused me problems in the department."
He would stand back up, wiping some sweat from his brow.
"I'll be working hard to get where you are now, and we'll fight again once I'm there. Then, maybe, you and I can put that statement of yours to the test?"
He smiled. He would hold out a hand for her to shake.
"Until then, you are the clear winner. I don't mind losing to someone as gorgeous as you, though it would have been nice to feel like I made some progress."
He grinned, blushing a little from saying what he did. When did he get so brazen?
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 16, 2015 16:24:56 GMT -5
"Well that's just the thing, a lot of people get pissed off about this fact but I'm not in it to help people. I don't want to save lives, and I could care less about everyone in this school. I'd just as soon let it get attacked and leave to safety," She said very matter of factly. "What I do I do for survival, and School Captain is a small title, local, enough attention that you get enemies and challengers but not enough stability that people are chased off by it. There's a title out there I want that might keep people from coming at me, and that might keep me safe."
She thought about her reasons for being at this school, "I'm a survivor at the end of the day. I'm not fighting to save, not fighting to help. I'm fighting to get myself stronger so that I will live through some of the shit that happens here. I've made it this far, and that's it. But yeah," She shook his hand, "Also it's not about winning and losing, you live to see tomorrow, you're getting stronger and some practice. Means you won. I don't even keep track of who I've beaten outside of people I shouldn't challenge because they have catching up to do. Like I wouldn't challenge you, I'd wait for you to challenge me. But outside that, I really don't keep track."
(OOC: Neither does Jamie, her Rp'er who to this day doesn't have a clue what Sarah's WDL looks like, nor does she care)
"In any case, it has been an honor to be gorgeous and beat you up simultaneously." Her phone buzzed and she reached into her pocket, having to pull away from the handshake. She answered it, "Oh yeah, hellO? .... Mhm.... what? You've got to be shitting me.... oh okay.... whatever, never tipping as well again you realize." She hung up.
"It appears as though someone robbed the pizza delivery guy, broke his legs and took the pizza. Strange thing, they didn't take any cash... they said they aren't delivering here again, that it's too dangerous."
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 16, 2015 16:31:57 GMT -5
Allens smile faded as he searched her eyes. His decision to like her was cooling. Not because she was mean- but because she had such strength and stated it was all for selfish reasons. He wasn't a do-gooder himself, he just cared about human life. About people being free, in the same manner he was. It was a basic right for people to be free. If he had to break laws or bones to make that happen, or take on a title that made him a target so be it. He didn't care. He would rather people came after him than those who were just trying to make it to the end of the semester and couldn't really defend themselves. He was terribly disappointed this girl wasn't what he expected.
Then again, she was drinking on the roof of the school after hours. Perhaps he should lower his expectations of the strong.
"It must be lonely for you."
It was likely to be dismissed with a casual flip of the hand, but he didn't mind. That was more his own thoughts on her verbalized, and nothing she responded with would change that. He would turn back and take his bag with a deep breath as she said someone had taken the pizza. He guessed who it might be- Leon. The man was more in love with his pizza than anything else on Gods good green earth. He turned back, giving a grin.
"I suppose I'll have to grab something on the way home then. I'll see you around, Sarah."
He would then walk out!
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 16, 2015 20:30:28 GMT -5
"You have no idea," She said as she thought about her mother, finding her covered in vomit with the smell of alcohol and death. She thought of the lack of a father, an empty coffin, dog tags which hung around her neck. She thought of being a little girl in a courtroom being asked how she might have led her assault on, and how come she didn't go to a cop when her step father was being an evil human being. She remembered the arm being torn from her body as Aegis roared, waving it in the air like some kind of trophy.
She remembered Kyou, and pushing him out of the way to save his life, and the feeling of being cut in half, and the miracle that brought her back together. The ability that saved her life, that she knew was gone as soon as it had been used.
She remembered leaving Macht because of the codependency that she saw coming on, she remembered moving into her apartment, she remembered Paige telling her she was a terrible person for selling drugs to get by. Her fist tightened, "You have... no idea...." She was sad more than angry. The boy had hit a sensitive spot but she held back her emotions better, "Yeah, sorry about the free food you missed out on bro, have a good night."
Once he left she would walk over to where the roof's fence had been knocked outward by the force. Knowing how alone she would continue feeling.
She tore the fence open and dropped down, having grabbed her bag beforehand. She hit the ground hard, startling a few people near her as she continued on.
She didn't even feel any pain in her shins, these days, she felt nothing.
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