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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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NEW RP DISCORD SERVER. CONTACT "Shugo Yuy#5730" ON DISCORD FOR INFO. |
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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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Teach Me, Alright? [Batista]
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Post by Nikko Alberich on Sept 21, 2015 1:09:46 GMT -5
@krozy ▪ Dress for success N ikko waited in his room until the casino opened. He was hoping to waste his time away playing slots this evening. An odd thing to wait in your room, but then his room was on top of the casino. Again, another odd thing, but it happened when your parents happened to run one of the largest casinos in NYC. Well as he was waiting he decided to pick out a dress to wear. Today he decided on a nice lavender frilly one with some grey accents. It had many bows, so when he put his long hair up into a bun it even made him look more girly then usual. The old fashioned dress wasn't an unusual sight for him to be wearing and most people just ignored the fact since he was pretty familiar with the crowd. Well it got darker and darker, and soon a line would form. Nikko would head downstairs and he had a pretty purse that matched his outfit. It could be unusual for a minor to be wandering around a casino, but having your parents own the place did have its advantages. As he walked by the entrance he saw something. It was a boy that seemed to be more around his age... and he seemed to be arguing with a guard - a minor? Curious as always, he would go towards the entrance to find out what was going on. Though on his way he would order a Shirley temple with extra cherries, because they were the best. As he got closer it seemed the boy was using a fake ID, but got caught. He tilted his head and went up to the guard. Whispering a few words the male was suddenly let inside. |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2015 1:33:52 GMT -5
Angrily, Batista had shoved the guard and brought his hands to grab the top of their shirt. He lifted it up in bunches in his left hand with his arm bent and extended outwards, his fist clenched. "You can let me in or I can beat you up and allow myself in." The guard had continued to stick to his duty, refusing to allow Batista through. "Sir, we are not permitted to let people under the legal age in!"
Batista had been a split second from punching the guard before a femininely dressed boy had whispered something into the guard's ear. Without further resistance, he had agreed to let Batista in. Batista grinned, letting go of the guard's shirt, shoving him against the door before walking in. With that, he gave a thumbs up to the boy but his curiosity got the best of him.
"Thanks, boy. Now tell me, why are you dressed like that? Also, how the hell you get big bubba to let me in so easy?" He chuckled in a teasing mock type of way. With that, he continued to look around the Casino. The sight had be aesthetically pleasing, its status of being one of the largest casinos reflecting itself already. Batista's eyes had wandered along the casino, a mixture of curiosity and a great impression spread along his emotion.
Due to not gambling ever, he had no idea what to really do. He wanted to ask Nikko about this after he answered Batista's question but decided against it. Batista did not want Nikko to think he was dumb; Batista's pride was too strong for that. With his observing being done shortly after, he brought his attention back just in-time to catch the boy's response.
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Post by Nikko Alberich on Sept 21, 2015 21:10:48 GMT -5
@krozy ▪ Choose wisely N ormally Nikko wouldn't care, but there was something about this male that intrigued him. Well for one thing this guy did not know what the hell to wear at a casino. Coming in dressed in something less than at least a dress shirt was almost unheard of. It was clear this guy was new and probably was just in this for giggles, but that would make it all the more interesting.
As he walked back into the casino he noticed the other would follow him just as he expected. And soon enough when they were away from the crowded entrance and close to the bar, he would get his drink. "Oh? Would yeh fancy sumfink to drink?" He smiled slightly as he was trying to be polite. After this he would answer the questions. "Oh, this? I'm dressed fancy this because I want to." He paused for a moment to think. "Well I happen to live here, so getting thou in was no problem. My parents own the gaff."After he answered the question and ate some of the cherries out of his glass he smiled again. "Would ye fancy to play slots with me? We can make a light bet if thou want." |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2015 21:47:55 GMT -5
They had made their way along the casino, stopping by the bar. Being that he was under-aged,he never exactly had a chance to drink. Oh, how he would enjoy just trying various things at the bar. Maybe he'd start with some lighter drinks and go to the stronger ones, just to taste everything? Maybe the opposite? Who knows, and who's to care! Interrupting his swarm of thoughts came a question that only a fool would refuse.
"Oh? Would yeh fancy sumfink to drink?" A free drink? Or was this guy going to stick him with the tab afterwards? Well, he might as well enjoy the moment while it lasted. He shrugged, playing it off cool. "Surprise me with something." With that said, Nikko then answered the rest of his questions. Being that he didn't exactly explain the dress besides saying he wanted to, he got annoyed. However, Nikko WAS the son of the casino owners and he may or may not be giving him a free drink. He might as well not push his limits.
What came next would be the birth and beginning of his Casino addiction: An offer to play slots along with an offer to gamble. Batista did not have much money in his pockets but he didn't want to give it away so he'd gamble his amount in a vague way. "Sure. You win, you get the cash in my pocket. I win, I get the cash in your pocket. Deal?"
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Post by Nikko Alberich on Sept 22, 2015 20:58:28 GMT -5
@krozy ▪ NOTES N ikko nodded as the other accepted his request for a drink. He then ordered a light beer because they tend to have less alcohol then most other drinks. "Oh, so the wedge I hae in my pocket? Only about four-hundred, that's fine." He tilts his head as he starts to walk around. "Dae thou hae a preference of what thou want to play?" He just was dodging guests and it could have been surprising, but everyone moved out of the way for him like he was some special guest. "Poker is fun... From the looks of it, thou might need help, which is fine."He then stopped at the poker area and started to watch some other people play texas-hold-em. He waited for Batista's response as he ate the last of the cherries from his drink. This guy may be clueless, but then doesn't it just make it more fun? |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2015 21:14:15 GMT -5
Four-hundred dollars? Hell, he would be making his own money in his pocket by ten fold! "You got it, boss!" He said enthusiastically knowing that either way, he was cheating Nikko out of money. Regardless, the beer being ordered also quite enjoyable but he knew that Nikko would not be buying him something with more alcohol. Oh well, free is free and it usually makes things taste quite a bit better.
The boy had now switched from offering slots to what seemed to be a variety of other games. He personally did not know how these games worked regardless but he did remember some of his mates in his old gang playing poker. They claimed it was easier than others.. so maybe he'd give that a shot. "Let's do some poker, kid. Let me be honest though, I don't know what I'm doin' here."
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Post by Nikko Alberich on Sept 26, 2015 19:50:20 GMT -5
TAG ▪ NOTES N ikko smiled. He acutally had fun teaching newbies. First of all he usually won since he would help the other, but still paid attention to his hand. He would give good suggestions, but make the other see the better option. "It's fine, if yeh don't know how to play, I can get someone to go on y'r side~"He walked them to the poker area and a table was cleared for them. It was rather usual for Nikko to be playing, but people always came to watch maybe because he was an unusual sight. A well dressed guy in his upper twenties sat next to Batista to help him play. "Okay, so I guess there will be no timelimit, just dae yer dogs bollocks and I might give ye a prize."
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