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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 Aaron Hollows on Jan 20, 2015 19:38:14 GMT -5
Biology class started early. 9am. Aaron stood at the front of the class, students slowly milling in. He wasn't like other teachers. He didn't wear a suit and tie, or a dress shirt. He wore dark black jeans, loose fitting, with a gray tank. Written on the board was "BIOLOGY I: The Microscopic Killer". There were textbooks on the table by the door, called Biology, 10th Edition. In the top right corner of the white board was his name, "Professor Aaron Hollows". He waited patiently, flipping through his book casually as he waited. OOC: Students only. Rewards based on participation. |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2015 19:43:51 GMT -5
Phoebe wasn't a straggler. No.
No no no no no no noooooooo.
She was already in place, in a desk. With a text. Binder open. Pen ready. Trying to hide her grin.
Trying.
She was currently trying - again, trying - to hide it by keeping her face shoved in her text like it was the most interesting thing in the world. But really...
It wasn't.
Her eyes would flicker up to watch her elder brother. A day or two and she still couldn't believe. She should pinch herself. Or punch herself. Either would work.
'Stupid grin~'
Even her mental tone was way too cheerful to be serious.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Jan 20, 2015 20:00:11 GMT -5
Steven would walk into class, and notice the piles of textbooks seemingly waiting for them. Steven didn't miss a beat, clutching one up and opening it as he walked in. Steven would already start reading as he fell into a seat. He would only glance up for a second at the board, having read so much he was the fast reader and scanned the words.
Steven would indeed see the teacher name, and it would register. However Steven mind didn't jump to the conclusion of relations. Hollows may have been a common name for all he knew. Steven would glance around the room. However he would not be able to see, Phoebe as she hid in her book. Maybe if he had. Had he seen the attempt to stifle the grin she wore, maybe then he would have figured there was some relation.
Steven dove into the book once more. Reading back to front, until the teacher decided to speak.
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Jan 22, 2015 22:32:24 GMT -5
Austin would stroll into class st a slower-than-usual pace. Almost as if the young outlaw had been trying to make himself late, but failed. There was a slight frown upon his face as his hazel eyes glanced about the classroom. Biology wasn't a strong suit of his. Technically any subject wasn't a strong suit for him. Except maybe math. He was pretty good with numbers.
Knuckles had almost spouted out something obnoxious as he walked into the room, but his jaw dropped slightly and those eyes widened, if only for a second, when he saw who was teaching it. Instead he looked down and scanned the students. The only for he recognized off the bat was Phoebe, who seemed to be driving her face deep into her book.
Moving toward her, the leader of AW would settle himself into the empty desk behind her. He would lean forward and place his forearms on the back of her chair, giving her a little whisper as he did.
"Psst.. I think you need glasses."
All the while, those hazel hues hung upon the man he had seen just the other night. Austin hadn't even bothered to grab a text book either, instead keeping distance from his new 'partner'
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 23, 2015 0:00:11 GMT -5
[OOC: Might as well get some exp right? =) ]
--- A pair of Aviator's sat elegantly upon the brunette's face. She didn't always wear shades but wasn't objected to. Her attire for the day was a bit different than people were normally used to seeing her in. Not that she was incapable it just was a rare sight. So rare that she usually went unrecognizable. She wore a black and red hoodie matching it with dark denim jeans and a pair of black sneakers. That infamous white fedora was absent today as the hoodie rested on her head and her thick locs flowed out of only from the left side. She strolled into the classroom without a care. She was feeling a little off today. A little more quite. Like most classes there were books in the front and she would scoop one up without even looking. Cereza had barely even paused when she looked at the unorthodox teacher before finding a seat truthfully anywhere. She would find one just a seat next to a pair; a guy and girl. Next to the girl yet across to be exact. A seat would separate them. Trust and believe Cereza didn't notice much of anyone or anything just that she found a seat near a window. Maybe today she was trying more to be separated from the rest. So firstly she was visibly almost unrecognizable and now her personality was absent. Well good way to hide then. Dealing with what she had to lately had gotten a little annoying. Maybe the class would reawaken her a bit. For now she settled and instead of flipping open the Biology book, she flipped open her sketch book. Leaning back she let her hand dance on the paper with her pencil and waited.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2015 0:16:42 GMT -5
. o O ( Yessss! EXPs!  <3 )
Reading reading readingre--lookingnope--adingreadingtryingtoread..!
She snuck another covert glance up as someone sat behind her, and in her tunnel-vision neglected to note those people she knew - and one in disguise - within the classroom. So she jerked a little in surprise at the whisper, with a sound that amounted to a very brief squeak!
She twisted a little, eyes wide and yet bright to look at Austin, though not leaning back against his arms at all. She offered him a brief grin, trying to stifle some of her enthusiasm.
Trying.
"Least I have a book to look at! Gonna be harder for you." She quipped before clearing her throat, not really embarrassed by trading banter. But her elder brother was the teacher. And, well. He expected more out of her. Her gaze flickered a moment, but she wasn't facing the front and thus couldn't see him. "You should go pick up a textbook! It'll help."
Oh yeah.
Either that or she figured Aaron would wind up putting one on his desk with a very pronounced 'thunk' in just a few minutes.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Jan 23, 2015 1:12:26 GMT -5
"Naaah, I'll be fine.. I'll just peer over your shoulder here.. I'm not gonna understand it anyways."
He'd give a chuckle, poking fun at himself a little bit. However it was somewhat of a ruse. To keep his own mind off the man up in the front of the class. And everything else that was going through his mind. Hell, Phoebe here didn't even know he was shot, like Aaron did. He hadn't said a thing to her yet.
"Maybe you can do my homework, since you're so... Into Biology."
As he spoke, those hazel hues would scan the classroom again. The only one he remembered was the long haired boy reading his book as well. He had beat him up for his brother running i to his motorcycle in the parkinglot. Turning his attention back to Phoebe, he'd nudge her with his elbow.
"Got a piece of paper?"
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Jan 23, 2015 1:22:11 GMT -5
Levi walked in at his usual, brisk pace, messenger bag slung over his right shoulder and hands in his pockets. He had actually skipped his first day of biology, but he couldn't do that twice now could he?! At least not twice in a row. He scanned the room from the door, noticing a boy and a girl talking and near them was, Is that? Taking an extra second to examine the hoodied girl drawing in a sketch pad, he confirmed that it was indeed his hooky buddy from his first day.
He grabbed a textbook from the stack and casually walked over and took the seat separating Cereza from the smiling, green eyed brunette who seemed very amused, or perhaps excited(?) about something. He set his bag down and looked at the sketch pad as he set the book on his desk and took out a pad of paper and a mechanical pencil. His gaze moved to her as he spoke with a slight chuckle in his voice, "Almost didn't recognize you without the hat. Guess we're being good students today?"
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 23, 2015 3:04:03 GMT -5
--- Ever acted like the world didn't exist? That was practically Cereza currently for the most part. It was like she could hear the pair near her yet everything was completely muffled. Probably for the best because had she noticed who it was it was she might've been inclined to leave. She didn't have the mindset to deal with the question of 'how come you haven't called?'. Though she was certain he didn't care. But it becomes a hell of a talk when it's obvious one had been avoiding the other. Cereza would continue her quick sketch fitting in the lightning bolts and shading. She figured her niece would like it and she'd have to remind herself to give it some color once she got home before presenting it to Amara. Pikachu dressed like Flash? Priceless. Cereza smirked to herself imagining Amara's reaction just like all the other times.
--- Somehow a voice broke through her invisible barrier probably because it was directed at her. Right now would be the perfect time for that sound when Solid Snake moment when he gets spotted to go off. Her brow perked behind those shades as she slowly turned her hidden gaze towards the source. Was it the beauty mark? It was the beauty mark wasn't it? Or he was just really damn good. Honestly all it took was a really good long look at her to realize it was Cereza. It was Levi, she hadn't seen him since that day she kinda made him skip class.
"Gotta mix a little nice with the naughty every once in awhile for balance."
--- She would turn her head back forward with a little tilt down towards her paper and continue shading in.
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Post by Shouyo Li on Jan 23, 2015 3:20:30 GMT -5
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. A cellphone desperately cried for its owner to wake up, as it was time for class. The black haired teen would reach into his pocket and turn the alarm off and straighten his tie and glasses, trying to grasp the reality he was in. He looked around and realized he was in the middle of the school's field, taking another long nap just before class. It really was another successful journey into dream land, the grass soft and the sun warm. But alas it was time to get back into the life of a student. Shouyo rose up and brushed the dirt and loose grass off his pants and made way for the classroom. He took long strides in a perfectly paced pattern, left right left right. Before opening the door he would release a huge yawn and walk in.
He would take a textbook off the desk while rubbing his eyes and make way for a seat in the back, away from the other students. They seemed a little too social and lively. Just what he wanted to avoid. Scratching his head, Shouyo finally took a good look at the professor that stood at the front of the room, waiting for the other students to pile in. A incredibly.... unorthodox teacher. A grey tank top and jeans. If he wasn't standing at the front of the room Shouyo would've mistaken him for another student. He would also take a glimpse at the other students before skimming through the biology book.
"ah... it's science..."
The young lad didn't even realize what class he was going to, muscle memory just led the way to his destination. He closed the book and leaned back on the chair and started to doze off. A class he was highly disinterested in. Sciences and Maths weren't his forte, although he would get good grades, the lessons bored him.... well so did all of his other classes.
"Maybe I should've... skipped..."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2015 6:15:38 GMT -5
Bee blinked a bit but good-naturedly shook her head. Peering over her shoulder? He wouldn't see anything: the small print of the text wasn't even easy to see at arm's length, let alone almost double that. Still, she supposed it wasn't guaranteed Aaron would smack some texts down on the more resistant students' desks. But the dig on doing his homework?
"If you need help, I'd be happy to, buuuuut I'm not doing your homework for you~ That's crazy~"
Well, her refusal was good-natured, but firm. And it wasn't just because Aaron was teaching this class, but, Phoebe had many good habits and morals when it came to schoolwork. Of course, her ambition to become an architect gave her motivation, too, something a decent portion of her schoolmates didn't have.
She turned back, eyes sweeping over the people filling in with mild interest and another glance was given to Aaron. Yep. Pinch her. Punch her.
She blinked at the tap and question before the sound of a binder snapping gave her answer. She gave him three pieces of her stash, figuring by his words that he proooobably wasn't asking to prep for class, so he'd need a couple extra. She half-turned and handed them off.
"Save a couple for class, 'kay?"
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Post by "Knuckles" on Jan 23, 2015 9:01:42 GMT -5
"I was jokin'.
Austin would look to the paper provided by Phoebe and give her a little nod. Setting two pieces aside, he would begin to write on one. 'YOU SUCK!' was written in big letters before a stick figure giving the middle finger was drawn.
A grin slipped on Austin's face as he folded the paper into an airplane. He would return those hazel hues toward Steven and the ever so delicately, propel the paper airplane for Steven's head before turning to face Phoebe again like nothing happened.
"But if I need a tutor, I'll come you to."
Did he need one? Probably. It was going to take a miracle for him to pass all his classes. There was a good chance he was failing all of them so far. The young outlaw had been so wrapped up in everything else, studying didn't make it high on his 'to-do' list. His eyes would shift toward the teacher again and he would lean toward Phoebe again.
"Any relations? Or just a coincidence that he has the same last name?"
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Post by Xaier McCaine on Jan 23, 2015 9:37:59 GMT -5
Ugh.. This is going to take some getting use to..
Into the classroom would hobble the silver-haired sophomore. Those emerald hues would be glued to the ground as two crutches rest underneath his armpits. Awkward movements would be made as he looked for the first empty seat he could find near the back. Resting himself down gingerly, Xaier would take his seat at a desk and drop the crutches next to him on the floor.
Left elbow dropping against his desk, Xaier would unzip the backpack he also placed on the ground, and pull a binder out before directing his eyes toward the chalk board at the front of the class. To be honest, he was trying to avoid eye contact with everyone. If he could have worn a mask to hide his beaten face, he would have. He still felt quite stupid for challenging Saya.
This should be an interesting class, at least.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Jan 23, 2015 11:03:06 GMT -5
Levi held back the urge to mention that he honestly preferred the naughty. Skipping class just felt good, probably because Biology 101 had nothing on a good sparring match. Levi would probably make a habit of skipping class if not for the thought of his grandfather hearing about his poor grades and attendance. Levi shivered as these thoughts crossed his mind, still watching the lightning bolt take shape. As she finished, Levi smiled, “Nice, I wish I had a talent for drawing. I can wrist lock a large man, but I can’t draw myself out of a paper bag.”
Levi glanced at the teacher and then the clock, wondering when class would start, still speaking to Cereza “So, have you had this teacher before? Do you think he can possibly, just maybe make Biology interesting?” It was phrased more like a challenge, and it was a challenge. Levi honestly hoped that he wouldn’t have to sit through what, on paper anyways, looked to be a very boring fifty minutes.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2015 11:49:17 GMT -5
Phoebe twisted a little to look at Austin with laughing eyes. A hand hovered over her lips as she chuckled.
"I'd say you need an English tutor already if you're going to "come you to" instead of going to "come to you"."
There was even a bit of mischief to her gaze. But the question had it evaporate as she turned her head, this time looking directly at Aaron before turning back to Austin with a blink and smile. She could share. She had no problems with admitting to it.
"He's Allen's and my older brother~ He was teaching in California but he transferred here."
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