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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.
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Can never have just a simple walk can I? (Open)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2015 23:47:50 GMT -5
It was a quiet day, one off the few that Tim had noticed. He walked down the street just enjoying the way the day looked. It was overcast and not always the best time out for most people but Tim always had a soft spot for the overcast days.
He walked down in a gray hoodie and jeans with ear-phones plugged in and playing some music. He was beginning to think that today could be a peaceful day.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jan 25, 2015 0:10:14 GMT -5
As Tim walked down the street, the window of the building just up ahead on him would explode outwards. Four men coming crashing through. Behind the table and the first one out would be Mayhem. Three large men, using a table as a ram to push against him. If Tim looked inside he would see 3 other men already unconscious on the ground of the shop, in fact it was a restaurant.
"My coat, you bastards."
Mayhem would shout, seemingly going from playing around to being serious at the revelation that going through the window had cut up the back of his jacket. He would kick the table up ward, and then slam into the trio throwing them back inside.
"That's what happens."
He would shout, there would be no indication why exactly he had smashed the place up or even if he started it. At that point however Mayhem noticed the witness, he notice Tim. He would casually walk up and drop a hand on to his shoulder. His other hand and pull off his head phones.
"Did you just see that...of course you just saw that...you'd have to be blind to not see that...are you blind?"
He would give a dark grin, to be honest it didn't even matter. Even if caught for the fray, his lawyers would have him gone in seconds. No he just wanted to mess with the guy who had seen. He got a physically kick, though not much of one. It was time for a mental one. |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2015 0:17:32 GMT -5
Tim stopped and watched the scene play out for a moment. The fight seemed one sided, three men against one? Those guys were easily outclassed. Tim didn't want to stay around for the fight, it didn't affect him any.
He tried to walk away when the man who was involved caught up to him and plopped a hand on his shoulder. Of course the man was strong; Tim could tell from the way that the hand rested on his shoulder.
an earphone was pulled out and a question was asked. "I did." Tim stated plainly, "Doesn't affect me, not my problem." He added as he tried to get out of the man's grip.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jan 25, 2015 0:27:32 GMT -5
Mayhem would roar with laugher at how easily the kid in front of him dismissed such a violent act in front of him. As not his problem. Before he tried to shake free of his grip. Instead Mayhem would pull to spin him round to face him. Leaning in and staring him in the eyes.
"Maybe I can make it...or no...or yes. I haven't quite decided."
Mayhem would break his gaze away, seemingly musing to himself, a hand stroking his chin.
"No no... you look like only a couple seconds of fun."
He was younger and smaller then Mayhem by quite a bit from the looks of him. It wouldn't be meant as an insult but it was nonetheless.
"Ha ha I know. Call the cops now."
Mayhem ordered looking down at the kid.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2015 0:36:15 GMT -5
"I'd rather you didn't." Tim said as the man looked him dead in the eyes. He couldn't tell if the man was on something or this was just him naturally. He knew he wanted out off there however. "Look chief, whatever trip you're on it doesn't matter. I don't have to call the cops. Several people already did and the average response time is about three minutes. I'm gonna leave now so you can have some more fun with your friends who are getting up behind you."
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jan 25, 2015 0:51:29 GMT -5
At the words, of the fact the men behind him were getting up. Mayhem knew exactly what to do to in order to prolong his fun. Mayhem would with his left hand attempt to grab, Tim's right hand. He would then slap his free hand down on it.
"Tag in."
He would then pull him hard and turn to cause him to go staggering toward the three guys.
"This is your test little bro. Make our mama proud."
Mayhem would fake relation to Tim. To which as the three charged, only two of them would go round Tim the last, would head straight for him.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2015 0:58:21 GMT -5
Tim was thrown in to the fray of the three men moving towards them. Anyone could tell that Tim and this other man were not related but these men were dazed, they would believe that bigfoot just attacked them. Wouldn't be too far off either.
The two men came after him. One attacked with a low kick while the other tried to punch him with a right. He halfstepped out of the way of the kick and only lightly touched the arm of the man who punched at him to send it in a direction that wouldn't harm him. "Hey brain donor's, you guys are gonna hurt someone if you keep flailing your arms around like that." Tim said as he side stepped a punch and grabbed the arm of the man while kicking out his base leg to cause him to fall down.
"This wasn't even supposed to be my problem!"
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jan 25, 2015 1:18:54 GMT -5
Mayhem would laugh, and effortlessly deal with the the guy that got around to him. A simple solid punch to the face that would take him down in a fraction of a second. With that Mayhem would watch, as the kid dealt with his end of the fight.
"Not bad...not bad.
Mayhem would say, there was some actual training there, not just the brute strength these guys tried to use. Interesting...interesting. The rumour of kids floating around with some actually ability wasn't pure idiocy. Normally those he knew ended up in his sort of scene. With it he would pull out a card and hold it.
"What school do you go too?"
He would suddenly ask seemingly at random. Why on earth would this nut job want to know what school that he went too. Well if he answered, he would find out.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2015 1:31:26 GMT -5
Tim had just gotten done putting the second man down with a sleeper hold when he heard a noise he wasn't wanting to hear again. The man's voice. This had taken way too long and he didn't need anything else right now. It would ruin everything if it hadn't already.
The man for some reason asked what school Tim went to. Why he asked Tim didn't really care. He didn't want anything else with this man and knew if he gave him anything it would come back on him later. "Forrest High down on Yancy." Tim said as he turned to walk away. "We're done here."
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jan 25, 2015 1:40:26 GMT -5
Aww that was a shame, he had already picked the school for the theme of his little contest it was on the card and everything. With an annoyed sigh he would toss the card over his shoulder and let it flutter down to the ground behind him. Face up with all the details of the event.
"Fine. Boring."
Mayhem would say and then look around as if he had lost something.
"Now where the fuck did I put my car this time."
It was absent minded of him, and eventually he would spot it. To which he would rush over to and jump in. The car, an extremely expensive looking convertible would spring to life. Spin on its tires and then take off down the road going pass Tim.
As it did so, he would lean out, knees steering and a hand would reach out and go to take one of the kids legs out from under him. He was kind, he didn't try to grab just let the force behind the car hopefully knock him to the ground. Howling as the car sped up the road and then stopped. Him looking back to see how the kid faired.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 28, 2015 13:00:17 GMT -5
Tim wanted to just walk off and that was it, but then he heard the engine and he heard it getting closer real fast. He felt the hand grab his leg and the speed of it almost took him out. He twisted so he landed painlessly, he pushed himself up and dusted himself off.
"I can never have just a simple walk can I?"
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