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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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Sweet Sweets (OPEN\EVENT)
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Post by Alvin "0" on Jan 25, 2015 20:26:25 GMT -5
(OOC: YO! Been a long time. But I have returned! And now things will change.... X3 This event has Mod/Admin approval, because fun. LET US INTRODUCE A NEW CONCEPT.) It was the beginning of the day. As each student and teacher would enter the classrooms, they would find white boxes of various sizes on the desks, both student and teacher. A note, typed, was taped to the top of each box, underneath the words "SWEET SWEETS DESSERTS" printed in red on the box. The note, if one bothered to check, would read: "I apologize for my absence. Some things happened, and I was sadly stuck out of the country for a time. While out of the country, however, I was able to acquire a job that paid very very well. I have managed to return, and as an apology to my fellow students and staff for disappearing, with my new found funds I have ordered a delivery from a new chain of dessert shops in town. Please enjoy them!-Alvin '0'"Opening the box, the various members of the school would find an assortment of baked goods, ranging from brownies to cookies to all sorts of fun little sweets as an apology for them to enjoy, provided by the popular and well-liked Alvin, who had been absent for some time. ---- Speaking of Alvin, he would sit on a rooftop across from school in a collapsible lawn chair. He would have a bag of chips and a can of soda sitting on the table. In his left hand are a pair of binoculars held up to his eyes. In his right is a Colt M1911, loaded with the safety off. Various needles were threaded into his pants, and in pants pockets and jacket pockets were rectangular bulges, suggesting other armaments. An amused smirk played on his lips. "Shall we see how they react?" ----- [FREE SWEETS! Feel free to enjoy, or not if you're adverse to them, or dieting, or other such reasons such as allergies. Half of the "jock" clique of school have already opened the boxes and started on various goods.] |
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2015 22:19:07 GMT -5
Gabriella would enter her classroom and see what was going on. People opening boxes with food in of various sweet kinds. Curious she would sit in her desk and reach out for the box on her desk. Snatching the note off the box she read it. However as the recluse and violent person she was, she had no idea who this guy was. Odd, but free food was free right.
Gabriella would grab the box however and pull it towards her. Only to run into a slight problem. The box was done up in a way, that she couldn't get it open properly with one hand. She would pull the box up, and even with adding her teeth in to the mix, she couldn't get the damn thing open.
She would ineffectively gnaw at the box.
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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 25, 2015 23:16:08 GMT -5
Austin would enter the classroom, his eyes curiously scanning from box to box as he moved toward the back corner of the classroom. He would grab at the one on the desk he decided to sit at. The young outlaw would glance around before opening the Carhartt jacket he wore and tucking the box inside.
Suckersss. First come, first serve.
Knuckles eyes would shift again and he would lean forward and grab the one off the desk in front of him as well, putting it in his jacket with the others. The leader of AW would continue to repeat the process until the four desks around him were empty. Folding his arms, he would pretend as if nothing ever happened.
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I love humans, but that doesn’t mean I like you personally.
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Post by Johnathan Torrence on Jan 26, 2015 20:24:43 GMT -5
Johnathan gazed curiously at the box, as he took his seat in class. At first he was concerned over the fact that a number of mysterious boxes occupied the desks of the student and faculty body, which slowly was replaced with cautious optimism. He did enjoy the occasional sweet, but was not too much a fan of assorted cookies, he was more of a brownie man himself. Johnathan wondered who this "Alvie" person was though, and why they would go so far as to make a big deal over their own return. Perhaps it was someone who had contributed something significant to the academy?
Slowly opening the box, he closely examined the contents of the box when he was able to open it (With considerable use of his pen). Waiting patiently, he watched carefully as another student began to dive into their box of similarly assorted treats. Knowing this school was that of violence, he didn't want to fill himself up with anything that could be potentially toxic, nor that which could be used to slow himself down. He was more curious over the originator of the gift though.
Grabbing his bag and books, Johnathan took his leave from the room, hoping to gather some more information over who this person was... He slowly made his way down the Eastern Hall, heading toward the library
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Post by Vivi Perish on Jan 31, 2015 11:17:08 GMT -5
Vivi walked into her class room, and immediately noticed that most of the people in the room were sitting down, munching on all kinds of sweets.
The next thing she noticed was that at least for of the desks didn't have a box. A hoarder? Vivi had a double standard, while she'd hoard candy like there was no tomorrow, the idea of someone else doing it set her off.
She sat down at a desk where there was still a box and picked up the note, gritting her teeth as she read it.
"Alvin '0'", she repeated the name to herself. If there was someone on campus with access to this much sweets, she wanted to meet him.
Vivi opened her box and stared at it's contents. Only the looming thought in the back of her mind that they might be drugged kept her from devouring it's contents.
She glanced up and noticed a young man with sandy blonde hair, and while she couldn't be sure, something about the way he held himself made her suspect him as the hoarder.
She picked up a cookie between two fingers and absent mind-edly tapped it against her desk, not making an effort to hide her staring as she debated whether or not to call him out.
That guy could probably beat me up.... I should stay quiet..., she mused, For now...
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Jan 31, 2015 11:23:30 GMT -5
Saya would stare at the box at her desk. Alvin....so, the troublemaker from long ago was making another go at it. She set her satchel down gently and opened the box, looking at the chocolate with cool eyes. Grabbing the box calmly, she would walk to the trash and dump them in, dropping the whole container in with it before retaking her seat. Everyone around her, even the teacher, was munching.
She wasn't interested in chocolate. She had gotten breakfast already, after all, and didn't want to ruin her apetite for lunch.
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