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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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Post by Deleted on Nov 25, 2015 9:57:30 GMT -5
Alioth was walking in a supermarket, buying her groceries for her and Mars, but more importantly, she was trying to get a certain song about heartbreak out of her head, or at least an area free of that song. She always enjoyed a good song about a struggle, and even though that...certain song was good, it was just SO OVERPLAYED. Alioth wasn't mad about it, she rarely got mad at anything, she was just struggling to find an area without that song. She finished up her groceries in the strangely empty store and decided to hang at the empty store for a while, as she could only here a little bit of the music, but the song still rang in her head.
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I don't put the napkin in my lap when I eat, because I trust myself.
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Post by Rire-chan on Nov 26, 2015 4:16:28 GMT -5
After a while, Aligoth would notice that the grocery store has gone utterly, and suspiciously silent, with only a few people lingering about. It was rather odd, as it was a Sunday afternoon. Nobody approached her, and half the cashiers seemed to be bustling about rather busily, as though they were preparing for a tremendous event.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2015 11:59:50 GMT -5
Alioth was about to scream internally from that damnned song, but she notice everything was....silent. People were there, but it was so...quiet, like something was about to go down. Alioth looked around for any kind of clue, but no one was really paying attention to her, much less anything. Although she was grateful that she couldn't hear that song anymore, she was pretty confused about the silence that beckoned her to say something.
Just when she was going to say something, some movement caught the corner of her eye. Crouching down, she picked up the stray cabbage, like it was magical or something. Holding it up to her face with a curious smile, she decided to do some stuff out of pure humor for herself.
"Hello mister or misses or nonbinary cabbage, I'm Alioth, nice to meet you!" She smiled
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Post by Rire-chan on Dec 8, 2015 21:12:52 GMT -5
The cabbage shifted slightly, and one of it's leaves would unfurl to reveal a bright, curious, and very much human eye, embedded in the cabbage, peaking out at her. It's eyes were golden, and framed with long lashes, as it regarded her suspiciously.
"My name is Scotchorina." It informed her haughtily, and shifted once more.
"And you have offended me."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2015 17:43:14 GMT -5
Alioth stared at the cabbage with a burning curiosity, and a desire to find out more about the cabbage and what alioth did to upset the royal cabbage. Frowning worridly, she placed her basket on the ground , so that she could hold the cabbage with both hand. She was worried that this accidental mistake would slowly lead to something horrible and collateral.
"er…did i do something wrong Sc…scotchorina?" she asked nervously, still ignoring the fact that she was speaking to a sentient vegetable
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Post by Rire-chan on Dec 13, 2015 4:11:41 GMT -5
Scotchorina scowled the best cabbage-like scowl it could summon, while it's leaves curled up limply onto Alioth's hands. The One leaves fell gently to the floor;caressing the air with gentle strokes while feigning intentions that were derived entirely from the good. However, Scotcharina would roll about in Alioth's hands, puffing up in utter cabbage-like pride that vaguely resembled a badly-shaped cabbage.
"You didn't do anything." It agreed, rolling about in her hands.
"You merely exist, as a ontological creature, who is meant to please me, and yet, you dirty my magnificent coat with your filthy hands, before acting out like an ignoramus. You creatures had devour me day after day, and you sicken me; with your unpleasant shrieks and deathly teeth!" It shuddered about and continued rather ruthlessly.
"It's time for the cabbage to revolt! Come! My brethren!" The cabbage shouted furiously, it's leaves fluttering about and it's roots darkening into a bolt-blue shade of blatant bitterness.
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