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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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ALCOHOL FIGHTS THE FLU? (OPEN)
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Aug 20, 2015 20:08:44 GMT -5
Kamile would look at his pants then back to his face.
"So, I take it you fight a lot? hmm."
She would down her Blow Pop. Placing the cup back on the table, she would answer.
"I teach art at Public High School Five-Five-Two. I just started about 5 months ago. I just returned this morning after a two month Flu."
Looking at the two she would smile. She knew she didn't look like a teacher tonight.
"Why do you fight?" She would ask Steven. Then she would turn to Sarah.
"If you could take a trip anywhere, where would you go?"
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 20, 2015 21:47:27 GMT -5
"Oh, so that's why. Sounds like me and my ribs..." Sarah said, remembering how often people seemed to go for those. Thankfully she had managed to heal really well from those assaults. "The reason I didn't accept a prosthetic from AI is because I didn't want to be connected at the hip, or the shoulder as it were, to Amakusa Industries. I didn't want to feel obligation to be with someone, I didn't want to be codependent. Without the prosthetic I am getting by without their 'hand outs' if you'll excuse the pun. This way I'm not owned by a corporation whether by their terms or my own feelings of personal debt."
A simple answer to the question. She listened to Kamile answer her Question, noting that she took a shot to avoid asking hers. "If you could take a trip anywhere, where would you go?"
"Afghanistan." She said quite bluntly. It was the last place her father had been alive, last place he had been seen before he was labelled MIA. He was later upgraded to KIA though they never found his body. They simply knew his unit had a miscommunication and a truck that was lost got hit by friendly fire. The truck itself wasn't recovered, nor the bodies.
"What do you really in your heart of hearts think of Macht." She would ask Steven, and then turn to Kamile, "Are you by chance sexually attracted to women?"
Not so subtle. Teacher or not, Sarah was into this woman.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Aug 21, 2015 15:53:48 GMT -5
Steven would not the fact that Kamile didn't reply to Sarah's question, instead downing the shot. He would bring a hand and stroke his utter absence of beard, wondering what her intention was for the night, that she didn't want to say. However the question that came at him, damn that was hard. Though he respected Sarah's reason for not accepting AI help, thought would wonder why she wanted to go to Afghanistan. Afghanistan just spoke of well the bullshit that always ended up in the news. However it was his turn to answer question now.
Firstly Kamile's. "I fight to prevent those who abuse the authority or strength they hold in order to hurt those weaker or less well off then them. I always will, even if it kills me."
However to Sarah's, Steven would instead lift his shot and down it in a sudden motion, before picking up his drink and sipping it to clear his palette. "Sorry Sarah, I don't bad mouth people behind there backs." he would finally say, he hadn't directly answered her question, but implied heavily that what ever he would have said about Macht had he done so would not have been good.
"Hmm what to ask, no not that you don't ever ask that. Kamile, you work at Five-Five-Two, do you know if they take on graduates as student teachers?" Steven would ask, having thought of something else first but deciding against it, might as well ask a teacher to find out if he could accelerate his path to becoming a teacher when he graduated next year.
"So Sarah, you ended it with Macht then I take it?" Steven would ask his question to her first,
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Aug 21, 2015 21:47:43 GMT -5
Kamile would turn to Sarah, surprised by the question. Attracted to women? She hadn't really given it much thought. Sure the woman was pretty, but she really wasn't sure if that did much for her. "I really don't know if i can answer that. You are a rather attractive woman, but i don't really find myself attracted to you. Perhaps if i knew you better." Kamile would say the last sentence with a grin. She would turn to Steven, giving him an apologetic frown. "I am sorry. I haven't been there long enough to tell you. Perhaps you would like the number to the administrator? If you promise to be a good boy and not use it for bad?" She would smile and tap her chin. "Hmmm... Sarah, where are you from? I am very curious as to what brought you here. Lyubopytstvo sgubilo koshku." She would mumble the last sentence under her breath with a smile. Although they would both be able to hear it. Her father always warned her about curiosity. He was funny that way.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 21, 2015 21:55:58 GMT -5
Steven's question had been an easy one, "Yup." She said as she drank from her long island iced tea. She was pretty good at this answering questions thing so she wasn't about to go on without taking a sip. However, when asked where she came from Sarah took a shot of gentlemen jack. "Gonna elect to ignore that one in favor of some whiskey. Partially cus I was craving it and partially to dodge the question."
Sarah turned to Steven, "Why are you so curious about whether or not I broke up with him?" She then turned to Kamile, "And in the event you get to know me better, what would you like for breakfast? I'm a pretty good cook." She shot a wink at Kamile, knowing full well she was a teacher but seriously not caring right about now. She was going through a phase and just wanted physical expression free of commitment from time to time. Still she'd waste her round to say the pick up line and just go with it.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Aug 21, 2015 22:28:59 GMT -5
Steven wouldn't be to annoyed by the fact that Kamile didn't know the answer to his question exactly, and rolled in her response to that with her own question, and in response, the first effect of having downed the shot, plus the two doubles and most of the next one would rear it ugly head. "I'd rather get yours." He had intended to only mutter it under his breath but it came out louder then it should and Steven would suddenly grab his glass and down the last half the glass. "I didn't... aw fuck." Trailing off with the curse, Steven would blush and grab the bottle and pour some of it straight into his glass, more then a shots worth, more then a double and would turn to face Sarah, while awkwardly digging into his pocket, and pushing a $10 note towards Kamile, as she had paid for the bottle and he was being more liberal with it then he should.
Trying to forget the stupid slip up, that he had made. Steven would instead just answer Sarah question, though to be honest it was a terrible answer but a truthful one. "I'm not used to this sort of thing is all, more used to answering question then asking them." He replied, and at this point he would have notice how Sarah was so overtly flirting as well, each question leading it. If only Steven could trade his gift with words, for a gift with words that fucking mattered. Steven would sip at the glass of whiskey, for a few seconds trying to come up with questions.
"Kamile, do you want another drink?, and Sarah where did you get that breaker?" Steven would ask them both the question in turn, however while asking Kamile he would give smirk, why not be cliché he was a walking one half the time. However while asking Sarah, there would be a look a pure curiosity on his face, he didn't know that the blade had changed since he saw her last, but he was curious where a blade that could stop Qi came from. Being who he was, he couldn't forget every little thing that could bring advantage against certain people.
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Aug 21, 2015 22:52:51 GMT -5
Kamile looked back and forth between Sarah and Steven. They were almost fighting over her. This felt strange. She was absolutely used to men drooling and falling around her, but she was not used to women so much. She decided to go with a simple answer. To perhaps make them both know where she stood tonight. "I like to know someone very well before i take them into my bedroom. I do not normally take people home for what you might call a 'one night stand.' I know i have not answered either of your questions by this statement." Kamile would lift her Star Fucker, drop the shot and down the glass. Licking her lips she would turn to Steven. "I think I do need another drink. I would enjoy a Pink Starburst or a Gummy Worm if you don't mind." Turning to Sarah, she would answer. "I enjoy Eggs over well, Bacon- not too crispy, hash browns, apple sauce, orange juice and a small cup of milk to wash it all down and clear my pallet." Sitting back in her chair, she would ask her question. "Why is it that you both are trying so hard to take me home?"
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 21, 2015 23:25:50 GMT -5
"Breaker? I scrapped it for metal and used it's properties on a different contraption. Larger, heavier, and doesn't need to cut anyone. Besides it's a good test of strength to be able to use it accurately, less likely to have people use it against me." Sarah grinned, "I got Buster, as I call it now, as a reward from the bareknuckle beatdown, an underground fighting competition. I was the winner in my division." She grinned and nodded to him, looking over to Kamile for her answer and her question.
"Ahah!" Sarah said, "Someone else on this planet besides me dislikes bacon that gets too crispy. Good to know. So basically a nice big breakfast." And then the question came.
"Cus I'm single, at a bar, and haven't been laid in weeks. In fact the last time I had sex was with my ex boyfriend, before losing my arm. So, I'm looking to just sort of lose myself in the throws of passion so to speak." She grinned, "That's my honest answer. The good old, I'm not getting any."
She turned to Steven.
Is he drunk enough to ask the big question? No... and Kamile isn't even phased yet. I guess it doesn't matter yet...
"What's the deal with Riot? What's their shtick?" She would then turn to Kamile, "Why all the different bubbly named drinks?"
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Post by Steven Rosett on Aug 22, 2015 19:06:34 GMT -5
Steven would listen to the answers that the pair of women gave along with the question that they would ask him. Before quickly getting up to go to the bar and getting the drink for Kamile. In fact he would get one of each and place both in the middle of the table, placing down the pair alongside another whiskey of his own. Steven would lay claim to the second drink, if Kamile only took the one, but if she took both he wouldn't care either.
"There we go." He muttered to himself and took a sip of his whiskey and coke. "Personally i'm not trying that hard, oh if I meet someone and get to know them thats cool and all, but can't every find the right one without at least trying sometimes." Steven said in response to Kamile question. It was the truth, okay maybe he was pouring things on more then he should, but that was only because he was attempting to flirt, when he wasn't the best at doing so, he would try and tone it down. Kamile first words about her intent made that clear.
"Damn Sarah really...I want a good night don't remind me of that shit, I'll tell you another time." Steven would respond to Sarah, slamming back another shot and nursing it down with the one with coke. He hadn't technically answered, so did the shot but only because if he did, it would spoil his mood completely. Just as badly if talk of fear came up somehow.
"To both of you, what is you favourite hobby?" Steven asked, and it was a waste of a question possibly, an artist likely would like art, and Steven knew Sarah some already thinking that it would be something to do with fighting or the occult. He could be wrong of course, and that why he asked.
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Aug 23, 2015 12:11:00 GMT -5
Kamile couldn't help but to grin at Sarah's response to her breakfast answer. It was true, bacon that was too crispy just turned out to be less flavorful. She wasn't quite sure if she should be honored by Sarah's choice to try to get with her or not. She didn't feel very enticed to accept her offer. She just didn't feel an attraction.
"I am very sorry Sarah, but I don't find myself attracted to you. However, I do want to hear more about you. Perhaps I can buy you an apologetic drink? Any you like."
She smiled as Sarah asked her question.
"I just like the way they taste. They are sweet but strong."
She would turn to Steven as he set the drinks on the table. Kamile would nod to his answer, he did have a point. Maybe she did need to let loose a little. Picking up the Starburst and downing it (It was a shot after all), she would answer his question.
"I am an art teacher, so I love art, but i find my favorite hobby is throwing knives." Kamile would intentionally keep it short. And not give too many details. If they were to ask, she would elaborate.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 23, 2015 16:20:42 GMT -5
"You don't have to be sorry about not being attracted to me dude," She said brushing it off. "That's nothing to actually be sorry for."
Sarah held onto her real question for Steven again. He was looking to have fun but the truth was that she wasn't going to have fun. She was going to do the same thing she always did. Get blind drunk until she got beligerent, sober herself up with her Qi, rinse and repeat. This teacher was going a little heavy on the alcohol and Sarah worried for her ability to function if it kept up. Steven on the other hand was doing mostly okay and seemed to pace himself.
Sarah didn't worry about Sarah. She didn't have to.
"You forgot to ask your questions," She pointed out with a small gesture with her drink. To the hobby question she took a drink, she wasn't about to get into that right now considering she didn't have hobbies. She didn't have time for them. "Steven, do you live alone? I was at your place but I didn't bother to check for signs of life outside of our project. And Kamile, have you ever taken part in anything more than alcohol, drugs and such. Sorry, typical artist stereotype but I'm actually extremely curious."
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Post by Steven Rosett on Aug 23, 2015 17:00:38 GMT -5
Steven would be slightly amused at how well Sarah took Kamile saying there was no attraction to her. Steven had seen egos of people especially while drinking, so often incapable to not take someone not returning any attraction. Steven himself would just move on to the next person, if that happened to him. No point wasting his effort on something or someone when it was obvious to him it was pointless.
When Kamile though did not ask a question he smirked. "Kind of hard to answer nothing soooo..." Steven used the lack of question as an excuses and poured himself a shot and knocked it back quickly. "I have a pet fox called Lisa. She was at the vet. That's it for me." Steven would reply to Sarah question before speeding up his drinking and leaning back in his chair.
However Kamile answer to his question, required more digging. Steven brain when it came to knives would not let it lie. "You don't have any...you know.. on you now?" There was a tinge of hope that the answer was no to his question. While Steven had slowly been becoming more used to bladed weapons over recent times in 552. The fact he had been stabbed in his life multiply times, still made him wary of them. In fact due to alcohol and the mention of the knives Steven would actually forget to ask Sarah a question in turn.
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on Aug 23, 2015 20:30:29 GMT -5
Kamile would lean back from her drinks, letting the alcohol buzz 'round her head. She was used to drinking a lot more. After all, drinking beat being alone. At least with alcohol, she felt... not so alone. She was tipsy, but not overly so. SHe still had a firm grip on her sobriety. Kamile held her liquor well. After all, she was Russian. Looking at Sarah again, she would smile.
"Thanks. I was hoping you would take that well. I did forget my questions didn't I? I was trying to think of something that was not too invasive. I don't like to make people uncomfortable." She'd listen to her question with a pensive face.
"I don't know how you mean? And ah... Do you like poetry?" Kamile didn't know what to ask. Turning back to Steven, Kamile would grin. "I love foxes! They are so cute! Lisa, how nice. And yes, I do. I always carry a few knives in case i need to get out of a bad spot. Can you guess where I am hiding them? Go ahead guess. And don't worry, I have deadly accuracy. Want to see?" Kamile would gesture to the dart board int the corner nearest to them. There was no one playing darts tonight, so just in case she slipped or -god forbid- missed, It would be okay.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 23, 2015 21:12:48 GMT -5
"Have you done drugs, is basically what I'm saying. And I dont' really care for poetry." She answered, it was the truth to say the least. As she gesutred to the dart board in response to Steven's question Sarah smirked, wondering just how good this chick was. If she was good enough she might just have to play darts with her. Then again, Sarah would be playing with an obvious handicap int hat situation.
"Also Steven you forgot to ask me a question dude," She'd say, nudging him with her hand, "I'll take a shot and just not answer the non question to be fair. So Steven, who do you think would win at darts, Kamile or me?"
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Post by Steven Rosett on Aug 24, 2015 13:46:38 GMT -5
If it wasn't for the fact Sarah had already answered the question about poetry, Steven would have feinted misunderstanding and answered it himself in or to avoid Kamile question, however Steven would use the question as an excuse for something. Pushing the chair back, Steven would lean to the side slightly and look Kamile up and down trying to figure out where exactly she could have had the knives hidden, slightly unsettled by knowing she had them, but alcohol driven and well giving her a look other wasn't to bad. With the dress she wore, Steven did not see many places she could hide knives. Leaning back Steven would tap his chin.
"I'm going to have to say shoes, unless you have done the cliché thing." Steven would say pretending as if he was pulling something from cleavage he did not have with a smirk. "Go on, as long as they don't come near me." Steven would answer Kamile's question, and turned at Sarah. "I'm gonna have to say Kamile, because if it her hobby I would expect her to be practised." Steven would answer, before drinking a shot anyway, even though he had answered both questions, as he thought of his own.
Steven smirked. "You know what, are either of you betting women?" He would ask as his question.
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