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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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Parade of the Dead [Minor Event]
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Post by Amazing Dapper Fish on Nov 5, 2015 13:31:57 GMT -5
((This event is only open for students of 552, people associated with the school such as teachers or those related to people who attend 552. There is a soft cap of 6 participants. Anyone who posts a "claim" post with no actual post will have their post deleted. Expect the rounds to move once a day regardless of who has posted.
This event will have some combat in it, but the combat can be avoided if one looks, listens and thinks.)) They would awaken in a dark clearing. Grass laid beneath them and the night sky laid above. The familiar sight of the New York skyscrapers were gone completely. They could not even see the distant skyline of the city. How long had they been out? Pitch darkness surrounded them, but as their eyes adjusted, they would be able to see the dim outlines of trees. The sounds of other people stirring in the grass would fill the air. Then, suddenly, hundreds of candles began to light up around the clearing. They could now see that the clearing was surrounded by a circle of trees. Beyond those trees were the pale orange flickers of several hundred candles.
Every one there would not remember being taken. They had been falling asleep. After they closed their eyes for sleep, no matter how brief, they'd open them to be in this strange clearing. Nothing but the sound of grass rustling around them as others in the clearing and the sound of burning candles crackling could be heard.
Finally, a girl would speak.  "Erm, does anyone know where we are?" she'd ask with wide eyes. The girl looked like a high school senior or junior. She was fairly short. She wore a white shirt with a pink jacket and blue jeans. There were pink flowers in her hair.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Nov 5, 2015 14:20:34 GMT -5
He swallowed, taking his pills like a good little soldier....his time in war gave him dreams, so doctors gave him pills that took those dreams away. It didn't feel very restful but...he would rather feel a little more tired than what the alternative gave him. The wall of dark hit his ass like a ton of bricks but, no sooner had he stopped thinking did his eyes snap open. Candles....a clearing. What...? He wasn't supposed to have dreams. That was part of his deal.
He sat up, a hand planting in the grass as he was crouched and looking around. The Eldest Hollows looked at the trees, felt the wind on his face. The grass under his hand....it all felt so real. He blinked several times and opened his mouth to call out and see what was going on when a voice sounded to his left. He jerked, turning to look at the girl. His heart was racing, expecting a bearded man to rush from behind the woods with a bayonet and murder on his tongue. Aaron wasn't used to see girls in his dreams...but she didn't seem evil. He cleared his throat and spoke softly.
"I ah...your guess is as good as mine. You were awake first, I think."
He would stand very slowly, attempting to use his height to get a look around at those gathered and anyone else who might be in the distance. The NY skyline....how the hell did he get there? His dog, Arturus, should have been watching over him...this had to be a dream. He flexed his fingers and would look back at the girl, his initial terror from waking up fading as it was made apparent this was not a warzone. He would look her over suspiciously...but didn't make his thoughts apparent.
Best to play it safe for now.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2015 14:50:48 GMT -5
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It was late by the time Phoebe crashed to sleep. Homework, training, time with Allen and Aaron...it all added up quite quickly. And as soon as her brunette-haired head touched the pillow, it was lights-out for the teen, snuggled underneath the sweet-smelling comforter that was white with a myriad of rainbow bubbles on it.
What seemed like merely a second passed before her eyes snapped open. Instead of the smell of a freshly-washed blanket there was the smell of withering grass and the crunch of autumn leaves. The glow of candles through trees, and the murmur of voices—indiscernible in her groggy state. Bee's verdant green eyes widened and she gasped; she'd been taken?! But she wasn't bound!
Throwing herself to the side, she rolled up on her hands and knees, and to her feet, her entire body taught and ready to spring away as old fears - fears that had once been realized, as it was - surged up with an injection of adrenaline to her system. Her eyes rolled wildly across the trees, the ghostly skeletons of bare branches lit from behind, and spun on her heel! The brunette took off in a rushed step or two before the realization that there were candles all around made her freeze to a stuttered and abrupt stop, like a car without ABS and damaged rotors jerked to a stop with the brakes being slammed. She didn't see Aaron, nor the girl, though she was facing towards them. Halloween.
WAS THIS SOME SORT OF SACRIFICE?!
Did Riot drag her out here to kill her like in some sick horror fil—
Aaron?
"–Aaron–!?" Her voice cracked, somewhat shrill in panic and some slight measure of relief that hadn't sank in just yet.
Bad move to bring them both together. Unsure if this was real - touch and her other senses said it was - or a dream, Pheebs darted over, practically jumping over any other forms strewn about the clearing, her face white.
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Post by Faye Cooper on Nov 5, 2015 15:15:05 GMT -5
Faye fell asleep to the sounds of her own quiet sobs, eyes focused on a charm bracelet that she treasured oh-so much: the usual night that the shy girl went through. To sleep with ease and silently, that'd be abnormal for her. She was used to this peculiar routine and would never expect anything more than waking up exhausted, aching and on a damp pillow.
So when the soft sheets of her bed suddenly felt itchy, Faye jerked open her eyes and immediately went to scratch the area of her face - she expected to be entangled, to groan and go about with squirming out of confining blankets before falling back asleep. Her dreary mind took a while to process exactly what was happening. In fact, Faye thought this either to be a very sensual dream or sleep-induced hallucination; that is, until the sound of other people speaking to one another woke the young woman up.
Faye flipped onto her back and sprung up so she was instantly on her knees. Her heart beat quickly, nearly leaping out of her chest. A cold sweat coated her pale skin, she shook with fear before wrapping herself in a tight embrace. Azure eyes scanned the surroundings but that hardly helped her situation. This was real, obviously. She checked her hands and all five fingers were there. She had never even seen these people before, and when she pinched herself it hurt like Hell. This wasn't a dream. Or maybe it was?... There was always a possibility that these few had passed her before on the street and her memory picked them up. There was always that one dream where the senses were brought in and accepted much like real life. She was not only scared and panicked, but completely confused as well.
"W-Why're you guys acting so calm?!" Faye gulped, failing to wet a dried throat, before speaking in a shaky voice - a tone you'd associate with a mad man's. "Someone could of... be planning to..." The sound of her voice faded into nothing. Absolutely nothing. Her mind had the words, she simply couldn't bring herself to form them. |
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Post by Paige Weaver on Nov 5, 2015 15:15:33 GMT -5
Paige would slowly wake up looking around with a small glare. "Where are we...."Paige would rub her eyes slowly for a moment before standing up and slipping her hand into her pocket to check if there was anything in it like her phone after a moment she would sigh did she leave it at home or was it taken ether way there was no one that was going to help her....After a moment she would walk over to some people before trying to make sense of this and why there was so many candles at that...
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Post by Vivi Perish on Nov 5, 2015 16:06:16 GMT -5
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Young blood  Vivi closed the door behind her as she entered her house, feeling as though fatigue would drag her limbs to the floor—maybe even tear them off. She wandered into her living room and pulled off her hoodie before throwing it to the floor. Clad in nothing but a black camisole and shorts, the violet haired teen crashed out on the couch without a sound.
It only felt like it had been a little while since she closed her eyes, maybe ten to twenty minutes. But once she awoke, she was somewhere else completely. Grass pickled her cheeks, and she felt dry autumn leaves crunch beneath her as she shifted to sit up. By now, fragments of the leaves were stuck in her hair, but she didn’t seem to notice. She wasn’t in the city anymore, that much was clear. It didn’t look like a park either…
She picked up on the noises of others shifting around her and froze where she sat in the leaves. Vivi's heart rate sped up immensely and she wondered for a moment if she was dragged out here to be killed… had she been kidnapped or something? Candle light flared up in her vision and she began to get a clearer view of her surroundings.
A few familiar voices reached her ears, the first being Aaron’s, and then one she thought perhaps belonged to his sister. Then three other female voices she didn’t recognize.
When someone asked why everyone was so calm, Vivi opted to reply, but didn’t turn to see the source of the voice, continuing to sit in the grass.
“Panicking won’t help. Part of survival is vanquishing fear and panic. But first comes sizing up the situation.”
Was she scared? Um… yeah. She felt panicky as always. But she couldn’t allow it to interfere with logic and clear decision making.
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Post by Janika M. 'Eldreich' on Nov 5, 2015 16:07:25 GMT -5
Eyes on fire, Your spine is ablaze:
Felling any foe with my gaze.
And just in time, In the right place:
Steadily emerging with grace.
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Janika's eyes would flutter open, those violet pupils staring up toward the night sky. Confusion immediantly took hold as the girl snapped up from her position on thr grass and looked around in bewilderment. She had no clue at all how she had come to arrive.. whereever they actually were. "I don't think we're in Kansas anymore.."
The young serbian girl's words were half spoken as a whisper, as she pushed herself up o to her feet and glanced around. She was not alone, there were others. And then there were the candles. A lot of them. At first, the girl wasn't even sure if this was real, or a dream. For now she would continue to look about and study her surroundings. She felt a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Whatever is happening.. I feel like it can't be good. Keep on your toes, Janni..
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Post by Cedric Kenelm on Nov 6, 2015 13:28:35 GMT -5
Cedric finally manged to get some rest, something that for some reason had been eluding him these days, but no sooner had he closed his eyes in his tiny apartment than that he opened them in a field, that's the way it felt anyway. For a moment there was a brief rush of adrenaline as he sprang upright only for him to relax a few seconds later as he saw who exactly was around him. that one girl he hadn't ever talked to himself Phoebe, he was fairly sure, a pillar a teacher, Paige and three random girls he didn't know.
After a couple moments of everyone else talking Cedric himself spoke up in response to the panicked girl "Plus it's not like this is a weak group, I mean we have a pillar and a teacher here not to mention a couple decently strong students"
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