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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.
Full Story Here.
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Let's Go Out On The Town! (GERARD/TEUFEL/CLOSED)
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Post by Marquis Gerard Bellerose on Sept 30, 2015 14:57:07 GMT -5
Gerard had been gone for two months. Teufel had probably been wondering where he went. He had told him he'd be gone for a bit. But then he was gone for two whole months. He felt horrible. This man who had meant so much to him before, he had just left out to dry. He hoped he was still alright. He hadn't seen him since he got back. Maybe he was just busy. Gerard pulled out his phone and dialed the number again. Taking a deep breath he would begin typing. My dearest Teufel, It is Gerard. I was hoping we might be able to go and get something to eat and catch up a little. It has been a long time since I have been able to spend some time with you. I know I was gone for a long time, but hopefully I still hold a place in your heart just as you do in mine. I will gladly take you anywhere you would like to go. I will enjoy your company no matter where we go. Please get back to me soon.
Most sincerely yours, Gerard Bellerose
Gerard smiled to himself. Teufel was the only person here who he could really be himself with. The only person who he could leave his real last name with and trust him wholly with it. He sighed and placed his phone on the table next to him and waited. Pacing the room, he was sure he would wear a path in the floor. Gerard would stop occasionally look at the clock and sigh again. ((OOC: Current stats: STR: 25 (26)/DEX: 25 (26)/CON: 23 (24)/WIS: 14 (20)/INT: 20 (26) For later when we get more EXP))
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2015 8:55:03 GMT -5
Teufel was relaxing and reading a book in his wheelchair when his phone ringed with a text. Picking it up he saw a text, how sweet. He hadn't seen one in a while, and began to read it. In a few moments his face started to brighten up. Gerard! That nice man who Teufel met about a few months ago. He had missed him and wondered where he had been the last few months. Eagerly texting back a reply, he began to feel really giddy
"sure mister Gerard!! I would love to! Do you have any place in mind? It's so great to see you again!" His reply would say
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Post by Marquis Gerard Bellerose on Oct 3, 2015 9:47:24 GMT -5
Gerard tripped over his feet running back to the table to get to his phone. Quickly reading through the message a wide grin would break across his face. "Stefan! Bring the car around front! I need to change." He would text back hurriedly. I will go anywhere you like. Do you have a preference? Or shall I surprise you? Will you be needing a car?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 3, 2015 10:47:52 GMT -5
Teufel eagerly changed his shirt into a white dress shirt and a vest, but kept his shorts on, since they were pretty clean. Teufel's legs however, were tightly wrapped in bandages, but wrapped separately. He excitedly texted his Reply as he started to wheel down to the entrance.
"How about a surprise? And yes please, I do need a car, If that's ok, " he texted
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Post by Marquis Gerard Bellerose on Oct 3, 2015 12:48:09 GMT -5
Gerard ran to his room and tore through his closet. What should he wear? All these nice suits, but what did he want to see Teufel in? What would be the right fit? He spent what felt like hours pulling suits back and forth until he found the perfect one. Pulling his cell phone back out of his pocket he would flip it open and thank Stefan. I'll be down in a moment. Send a car over to Teufel's. Tell the driver to meet us at T.G.I. Friday's." He dressed quickly, put a small handful of gel into his hair, making it perfect and ran to the elevator. Poking his head back into the room, he grabbed his cologne from the table and returned to the elevator.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2015 19:49:13 GMT -5
Teufel excitedly wheeled down towards the entrance, nearly falling down the elevator and towards the entrance of the building. When he got towards the entrance, he only had to wait a few moments for a car to arrive. Smiling and wheeling towards the car, he got in almost without a doubt, although, he did have to require some assistance due to his… disability.
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Post by Marquis Gerard Bellerose on Oct 5, 2015 17:41:43 GMT -5
Gerard had to wait a few moments before he could correctly use the elevator from pressing the wrong buttons a few times in his excitement. Finally the doors would open and he would painfully walk slowly to his servant waiting in his car. "First stop by Tiffany's. I want to buy Teufel something. An apology present that says 'I'm sorry and I missed you.' What do you think? Oh never mind. I'll figure something out." Gerard would hurriedly swing open the door and hop out before Stefan could get out of the car. Trying his best to walk slowly, he would enter the store looking around for only a moment before picking out a Watch and heading to the cashier asking the girl to gift wrap it in blue. "If you could please a blue box as well. Light blue wrapping and a dark blue box. Thank you." He would leave and climb back in to the car. Stefan had the door open this time. And they would continue to the restaurant. Stopping at the hostess he would hand her the box and ask that she bring it to the when he raised his glass.[[toast fashion]] He would glance around the room and point out a table overlooking the fountain in the courtyard and ask for the table. Paying whatever it would cost to get this perfect. Turning back to Stefan he would ask quickly. "Before he arrives, could you please find Sparkling Grape Juice? Red and white please. I am unsure what kind he likes. Please return quickly." Stefan would ask if he preferred wine and Gerard would shake his head. He didn't think Teufel took too well to it last time. Looking at his watch, he would wait just inside the restaurant to open Teufel's door. Hopefully showing him he meant more to Gerard than his title.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2015 16:56:33 GMT -5
Teufel watched the city scenery through the car window, avoiding motion sickness and any other things, and he liked watching the world turn and see everything blur by. While they were still driving, Teufel was figuring out what to say to Gerard when he saw him again. So much time had passed, and Teufel was thinking if anything had changed.
'Quit being a nervous wreck' he muttered to himself and shook off any thoughts of worry as the car pulled up to the restaurant. Wheeling inside the building and looking around in hopes to see, he had finally found his really amazing friend.
"Mister Gerard!!" He exclaimed excitedly waving from his wheelchair
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Post by Marquis Gerard Bellerose on Oct 11, 2015 14:01:10 GMT -5
Gerard watched from just inside the door too shocked to move. Why was he in a wheelchair? What happened to his friend? Who could have done something like this to one of HIS friends? Who dared? He was gone for a long time, but he was absolutely shocked to find Teufel in a chair. Wait... Asking a lot of questions might make him pretty self conscious. maybe he should take it easy first. Give him the chance to explain.
"Teufel!" He would exclaim opening the door for him. "You look... Great! How on earth have you been?! Please come sit with me!" He would lead him to the table by the windowed wall. "I took the liberty of ordering us some Sparkling Juice. I didn't think you would want wine."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 11, 2015 14:53:09 GMT -5
Teufel was partially oblivious to Gerard's shock, mainly because he had gotten so used to shocked faces they seemed to blur out and not faze him anymore. He wheeled over to Gerard happy as can be, and before he could sit down, gave Gerard a big hug.
"Mister Gerard! You look amazing! I've been great! It's been a while, huh?" He said happily as he wheeled over next to his friend. 'There's mister Gerard, one of my best friends, and fancy as ever' he thought, looking super excited.
At the mention of sparkling juice instead of wine, he blushed and smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head
"Thanks mister Gerard...and sorry bout' the wheelchair...some stuff happened" he smiled, a little embarrassed
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Post by Marquis Gerard Bellerose on Oct 13, 2015 13:06:18 GMT -5
Gerard hugged back graciously. This felt so good. Finally, he could be close to Teufel again. He sat down, not before pulling a chair out of the way for Teufel first. "Would you prefer White grape or Red grape? I myself, enjoy both." He decided then that he would wait until after to ask about the wheelchair incident. But for now, he just wanted to enjoy Teufel's company. He would wave off the compliment. "I look as I have before. You on the other hand, look splendidly glorious. It has indeed been quite a while. It is not a problem, my dearest friend. Please, let us enjoy lunch here and speak of it another time."
He would wait until he decided red or white and pour Teufel's glass before pouring his own. "Shall we have a toast then? To getting reacquainted with friends." His eyes would flash to the Host before quickly making their way back to Teufel. The host would bring the box and place it in front of Teufel. "This is just a gift that says I was thinking about you. Every second I was gone, you were on my mind. I hope you like it."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2015 11:22:40 GMT -5
Teufel politely asked for red juice, and smiled even more when it came, giving a small thank you. "Yeah..let's enjoy lunch" he said happily and a warm feeling started to bubble up inside of him. The next surprise that came his way was certainly a surprise. Teufel was speechless, but in a good way, like surprised.
"Y-you didn't have to get me anything, just seeing you again is good enough! B-but thank you mister Gerard!" He smiled, opening up the gift
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Post by Marquis Gerard Bellerose on Oct 19, 2015 21:35:55 GMT -5
Gerard grinned back. It was nice to see him. Lovely even. But he did want to show Teufel that he was special to him. Gerard took a sip of his juice and asked the waiter to bring some hot cinnamon scones out.
"Is it too much? Do you like it?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2015 17:08:52 GMT -5
Teufel carefully put on the watch, and admiring it, but the thoughtfulness in which Gerard had bought him something, that Teufel admired even more. He felt a little guilty about not getting Gerard anything, but Teufel intended on making things right and made a mental note to pick up a bouquet of flowers.
"N-no, the way his amazing! Thank you mister Gerard! I'm sorry I didn't get you anything though.." He said
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Post by Marquis Gerard Bellerose on Oct 22, 2015 15:22:48 GMT -5
Gerard grinned and took a sip of his juice.
"No need to. I just wanted to see you smile and now you have."
It was true. Gerard just liked seeing Teufel happy. It seemed he had a lot of sadness throughout his life. Maybe now he can truly be happy. If that meant he had to denounce his title, he would do it. What was this new feeling? Why was he willing to give up everything for Teufel. Was it just being able to see him again?
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