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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.
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Sunset Skirmish (Kylemor)
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Post by Colton Cavalier "Leo" on Dec 1, 2015 19:21:11 GMT -5
| When nothing goes right.. I'll go left |
The dim light from the street lamps flickered across the dilapidated concrete sidewalks. A small groan escaped the red-head’s lips as he traveled on the side of the street, his hands burrowed deep within his pockets. A trail of thick smoke billowed from the lit cigarette he had hanging from the corner of his mouth. His amber eyes were fixated on the cracked cement below, avoiding any sort of eye-contact with any individual who may pass by. Leo had just finished up his lurking around the bookstore, searching for any new comic book or manga volume that he had read about on the internet. Unfortunately, they were all sold out, which put a damper on his already shitty day.
He was on his way home. Blake said that he had rented this new horror movie for them to check out, knowing full well that Leo was a sucker for that genre. This was sort of a weekly occurrence for them. Every Friday, Blake would rent a movie for them to watch. It was about the only good thing, besides new comics, that Leo had to look forward too. School had been the same-old-same-old. Sitting alone all day with the occasional ‘hi’ from a fellow student. Being one of the new kids was never easy, and he realized that early on in his childhood. Nevertheless, he had to keep his spirits high or Blake would put him through a wringer again and ramble his head off about how being positive was always the way to go.
Leo stopped about halfway to their apartment, and gazed up at the sky. He had always appreciated starry nights, and this was no different. It was absolutely beautiful. “I think I can see the Big Dipper..”
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Post by Kylemor Lane on Dec 1, 2015 19:39:35 GMT -5
It was soon going to become night. There was a new moon approaching, so the sky would be lit up with stars and nothing else. Unfortunately it was New York City, which meant a lot of light pollution. You had to go to a place with few or no artificial light at all. This lead Kylemor to the place he was now. On top of a building, he stared wide eyed at the sky. It was a pretty sight and not something he saw often. It wasn't like he would stay there forever, so he ended up stepping down the emergency ladder outside to get down.
That's where he saw him. A older guy with red hair, at least he looked older. Kylemor couldn't tell the difference, but either way, this guy looked indifferent. From his pocket he'd take out a plastic bag with a piece of raw beef inside. It was sliced thinly and he just took it out and started to munch on it while he got closer to this guy.
Normally he wouldn't care about others, but this guy, he seemed different. Maybe he was looking for his purpose or some other cliche thing, but whatever it was, he'd like to know. Kylemor crept up from behind Leo and put a cold hand to his neck. Leaning forwards and trying to blow in his ear. "You seem interesting, let's play." A giggle would come as he stroked the other guy's hair
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Post by Colton Cavalier "Leo" on Dec 1, 2015 20:33:18 GMT -5
| When nothing goes right.. I'll go left |
A smooth, rigid object gripped the back of his neck. A gentle breeze spread across his ear like a blanket. The sound of a cheery voice rattled his eardrums. For a brief moment, he froze. He had no idea what to do. More importantly, he didn’t know how this person could sneak up on his so easily. Beforehand, he had been so focused on the bright sky as it was one of the only chances he had to see it, what with being in New York City and all. The light pollution completely took away from the atmosphere. As if on pure instinct, Leo ducked underneath the arm. Pressing his feet firmly against the solid ground below, he propelled himself backwards. He swiveled his hips, throwing his right leg out into an explosive side-kick that would, should he hit his stalker, strike the person’s lower-to-mid back. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff [googlefont="VT323"][googlefont="Oswald"]
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Post by Kylemor Lane on Dec 1, 2015 22:41:06 GMT -5
He was struck. It hurt like hell and Kylemor, instead of wincing, started to laugh. Quietly at first, but then it became hysterical. It was so funny!This guy would give him exactly what he wanted - pain.
Even if he liked it, that still didn't stop him from stumbling forwards a few feet. He watched this man curiously, it would be fun to break him, really fun. He got closer and instead of attacking, he'd bring the other into a hug. If this worked, almost immediately he would bite hard into the other's neck. It was hard enough to break the skin, since he was rather used to needing his teeth to be sharp for lunch. Though it was not extremely deep to be dangerous, it should just hurt.
If it didn't work, he'd laugh off any pain and smile at the other. "This is fun right? A game? Life and death, so close... it's fun to toy with it, right?"
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Post by Colton Cavalier "Leo" on Dec 1, 2015 23:06:08 GMT -5
| When nothing goes right.. I'll go left |
Leo thought that kick of his would have sent the guy reeling, and hopefully running away with his tail between his legs. He thought. Much to his horror, the kid didn’t even stumble but a few feet forward, a sinister chuckle resonating from between his twisted lips. Leo took a few steps back, his eyes widening in pure astonishment. He knew his kicks packed quite the punch (Pretty ironic, huh?), and no ordinary human could have gotten up from such a precise kick to the back, much less stay on their feet. The red-headed student watched as his assailant crept forward, his arms open wide for what seemed like a hug. He couldn’t react to it. Not that he wasn’t capable of it, because he surely was. But the way this guy tanked his kick, the disturbing expression plastered to his face put him into a small state of shock. He himself managed to take a step back, though that did not stop the man from wrapping his arms around him before sinking his teeth into Leo’s shoulder. From the way it all went down, it seemed as if this guy was aiming for his neck. Luckily his mind allowed him to move back in such a vulnerable state. Even though his coat was thick, this guy’s teeth were sharp. They shred through his coat, piercing his flesh. Blood immediately gushed from the minor wound, splashing outwards like a fountain. Leo grit his teeth, reaching his arms around to grab ahold of the kid’s shoulders. He lifted his right knee upwards to slam it where the sun don’t shine, hoping that at least a genital shot would somehow deter this guy from his assault. “You fuckhead, screw off!”words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff [googlefont="VT323"][googlefont="Oswald"]
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Post by Kylemor Lane on Dec 4, 2015 22:02:39 GMT -5
Fun, this was really fun. Though he was grabbed then hit. It was very painful, considering it was in a sensitive area, but it only made him loose his grip on Leo. He wobbled backwards a few steps and jumped up and down as if it could lessen the pain.
"Owww... that hurt you know." He put on a wide smile and laughed darkly. "Let's do it again." He raced at Leo and if he made it close enough he would do a front kick, though it was aimed abnormally high, around the other's chest area. If it hit, following that attack would be a claw to the face.
Though if he was't able to hit the other, he'd back away and lean down so it looked like he was crouching on all fours. His smile was still plastered on his face and his eyes were wide, while watching the other.
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Post by Colton Cavalier "Leo" on Dec 5, 2015 15:42:09 GMT -5
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A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he felt the razor sharp fangs retract from his shoulder. A thick red liquid stained his black coat, dripping down his arm and splotching the plain white t-shirt he sported underneath. His right hand instinctively rose up to grab hold of his wound, squeezing it tightly to stop the blood flow. In his mind, he was thinking of this guy as some type of half-breed. Half human, half crocodile. He sure had the bite strength of one. His tolerance for pain was no joke either. Leo watched as he jumped up and down, his knee to the nads having at least some type of effect on this guy. He was absolutely insane. Something was surely wrong with this kid. “Let’s not.”The kid raced towards him, kicking his leg outwards to stomp Leo right in the chest. Unfortunately for him, Leo’s specialty was harped on a kick-based style of martial arts, so he knew the ins and the outs of a variety of kicks. He dropped low, arching his back so that he could place his hands firmly on the sidewalk. His right leg flung out, going to place the base of his foot underneath Kyle’s calf and push him upwards. If this worked, his left leg shot out in a similar manner, only this time, aiming for Kyle’s outstretched crotch once again. Once this worked, he’d follow through with his hand-stand-assisted backflip and launch the kicking man forward, aiming to slam him into the sidewalk. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff [googlefont="VT323"][googlefont="Oswald"]
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Post by Kylemor Lane on Dec 13, 2015 2:48:53 GMT -5
It was his first fight in a while and he knew he should study up on the stuff. Especially since he went to a school where fighting was a natural thing. Well since he wasn't that skilled at fighting, even if he was faster then most, he was still weak. His reaction time was reasonable and probably not the best move he jumped over the sweeping leg. This caused him to have no control over his body, so when the two kicks came he felt both. It was funny really, was this guy trying to make him happy? He felt the pain, but it didn't really register as pain... it did, but pain to him was nothing more than affection. When people want you they hurt you.
There was a strength difference, so while the first two kicks worked, the third didn't as he was flying out of reach and maybe the timing was off, but he seemed to be falling pretty fast. Maybe his body position catching the wind at certain ang- nevermind. When he landed it was his turn for a counterattack. He was hurt and would probably wake up with bruises in the morning, but then it didn't matter to him. First he'd rush at the other. Licking some excess blood off his lips he didn't stop running and just went for a full blown slam. He wasn't even trying to tackle the other, it was like he was a train with no breaks. He was going at the speed of an Olympic runner, which was a decent speed.
If he was able to run straight into his opponent he'd try to pin all his limbs down as he got ready for another bite. "This won't hurt." Though if he failed than he'd just try again as his stamina had to be high as well.
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Post by Colton Cavalier "Leo" on Dec 15, 2015 13:32:43 GMT -5
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From his midsection to the tip of his toes, his body twirled in mid air, his feet coming down flat on the concrete for a solid landing. He had performed a solid move, yet again hitting the young blonde man where the sun didn’t shine. Surely, that had been enough to stop him in his tracks, and send him crying for his mom (Granted, he had one.) Oh no, it couldn’t have been that easy. Life couldn’t hand Leo an easy victory, of course. Not only did this masochist land on his feet, but the kick to his groin only seemed to fuel his sadistic desire for total domination. In one swift motion, the man darted towards Leo. His speed was remarkable, to say the least. It was as if he was some type of Olympic Athlete who specialized in sprinting. He was extremely quick, one of the fastest people Leo’s ever met. But he wasn’t fast enough. Leo feigned to his right, allowing the kid to zoom right past him. Well, that was the plan. Nothing ever really went according to plan in life, though. There were always curveballs, twists and turns. Or in this case, a freak with overwhelming durability. With the grace of a viper, the kid stopped dead in his tracks and spun around on his heels, charging Leo once again. This day was not going the way he wanted it to.. His body slammed into Leo’s, crushing him up against a brick wall directly behind them. His canine-like fangs sunk deep into the redhead’s already open wound, inflicting even more damage upon his shoulder. Leo bared his teeth in pain, fighting the urge to scream. This guy was gettin’ fucking annoying. Rarely did Leo ever get on edge, or even near it for that matter. But this guy.. Oh this guy, he was bringing the edge to Leo. Leo went to latch both of his hands onto the blonde’s shoulders, placing his right leg against the brick wall. He used it as leverage to swing his knee out, aiming straight for Kyle’s. It was apparent now that Leo’s goal was to completely blow Kyle’s knee out, and basically force it to bend the opposite way. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff [googlefont="VT323"][googlefont="Oswald"]
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Post by Kylemor Lane on Dec 20, 2015 3:54:20 GMT -5
Just bite the other. Maybe it was instinct, but the fact was Kylemor had a thing for biting. He could be reverting back to a primate heritage, but really the reason is unknown. His diet probably didn't help this though. While he was biting he was too into it to notice the other getting ready to hit him. Too late, the hit connected and he would loose his footing. Though the way his positioning was, it wasn't the best. His teeth were still in Leo's shoulder, so when he got hit, he only bit harder from the pain. In addition with him falling down, his teeth were dragging down, only making the wound bigger.
Kylemor let go soon enough though as his leg was in pain. He was sure he couldn't walk on that leg anymore, so he wanted to one more thing. Flipping onto his hands, he propped himself up into a handstand. While his leg was in pain, he was still able to use the top part of his leg. So he put his legs into a straddle position and tried one of those spin moves, where you hit the person with your foot. It was a quick spin, as Kylemor was skilled with his hands and apparently on his hands. His feet were aimed at Leo's face and he hoped to hit hard. This of course was a gamble, but risks needed to be taken in life.
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