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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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It's Time to Conquer Earth! [Dragon Title Challenge] (Juelz)
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Dec 3, 2015 2:30:55 GMT -5
Levi had a few followers and through his own efforts and theirs, he had learned of the location of the Dragon's HQ. He knew little about the individuals in the faction, only what they strived to achieve: Balance. He could relate to that philosophy, but one thing did trouble him about the faction: they did very little at all. With the Dean's recent introduction, Levi felt like balance was just what they needed. He had only gleamed a few names, one of which was his long time friend, Macht. He was anxious to challenge the German, but felt that his friend's place was at his side. No, he wanted to take the title from someone he knew nothing about, sure of himself that he could do better in their place. Levi took a deep breath as he looked at the building.
Here goes nothing...
Picking the one name he didn't know, he pocketed the piece of paper he had scrawled notes onto and walked inside the complex. It was dusty and unfinished, possibly by design. He saw no one immediately and felt like walking further inside unescorted would be quite the intrusion. He spoke loudly enough that his voice would likely carry far enough for someone to hear.
"STORM DRAGON ZOE GARCIA!! I CHALLENGE YOU!!"
No response came for over ten minutes, the extent of Levi patience as he was quite excited for a good fight, something he hadn't had in quite a while. He sighed as he resigned to choosing another opponent.
Disappointing....
He finally spoke, louder this time, calling out to anyone, though he would not challenge his German friend.
"I SEEK TO SLAY A MIGHTY DRAGON! SHOW YOURSELF THAT I MAY KNOW WHOM I MAY CHALLENGE!!!"
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets. Fuck outta' here."
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Dec 3, 2015 4:58:30 GMT -5
The Dragon detested this place—this Dragon's Keep of unsullied riches and legends if one is lionhearted enough to venture into the depths. This territory represented whatever each individual Dragon wanted it to—peace, discord, unity, disarray, it truly didn't matter in the grand scheme of things. The beasts in which these five fighters take their namesake from are the very same creatures that shared their land and riches with not a single soul. A Dragon is a proud beast, a monster that represented ultimate power, knowledge, wealth, and enlightenment. They guard their treasure for centuries with a prideful mindset and do away with anyone that threatening to claim it or walk on their land. To seat here and call oneself a dragon sullied the name of the mythical beast many tales of yore speak about.
Juelz stood in his vacant din, the thoughts detaching himself from his own and into the mindset of a real Dragon. He cared very little for the title bestowed upon him when he toppled the previous holder of the title. However, like a jigsaw puzzle, the more pieces came together, the clearer the image became. There could only be one true Dragon—one ruler to claim it all. Or, better yet, one unified unit of people that worked as one. The riches and power meant nothing to him for he has had all that ten-times over prior to obtaining his title. But what he sought was territory—not just land, but the entire fuckin' world. From behind the teenager a massive shadow cast upon the stone wall behind him. The image was that of a large beast with glowing red eyes and teeth the length of fully grown human arms.
"Watch me take it."
The discarded contents within the room—chairs, broken floorboards, and other furniture began cracking and popping under the beastly pressure exhibited by the Earth Dragon. Then something interrupted the ivory locked teenager, a voice; a loud and annoying one at that. He cocked a brow and decided to go investigate despite his better judgement. Whomever this person was seemed to want a bout, a chance to join the rank of Dragon. Though Juelz was under the impression only those with the title knew and had access to this little outpost? Regardless of the fact, he'd take it upon himself to intercept this intruder like a real Dragon with the mindset of protecting his humanly riches.
From the 2nd floor, Juelz strolled over to the railing overlooking the 1st floor and glared down upon the fool foolish enough to tread on such scared ground. He dressed himself in casual-wear, a simple hoodie and jean combo with a black motif to the outfit. Arms crossed up against his chest, a slight grin formed across the ebony toned visage of the Earth Dragon.
"Kayamei. Long time no see, bro. Gotta' inform you, though. No Dragon's here. Just Myself and the roaches that have long been claimed this place as their own."
Relaxed, debonair, and calculating. Juelz spoke with the utmost amount of confidence as his posture showed virtually no sign of hostility. His spiritual energy surged, following the rhythmic tempo of his own heartbeat as vivid memories of the horrors within the facility he and Levi suffered replayed like a broken record. But if it was a bout this Japanese blooded boy wanted, the Earth Dragon would oblige and make it a fight worthy of any real warrior.
- t a g s 」 - Levi Kayamei - n o t e s 」 - str: 35.7O | dex: 35.7O | con: 35.55 | wis: 35.6O | int: 35.7O - prep. Abilities/Qi 1)___ 2)___ 3)___
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Dec 3, 2015 18:52:52 GMT -5
Levi smiled and crossed his arms in front of his chest as he finally heard foot steps. He raised his head to look towards the sound and his heartbeat quickened as he immediately recognized the man peering down at him. This was partially dues to the excitement of a good fight, something the man before him was sure to provide, but his focus waned as his mind raced through the horrific events of fear, something both he and Santana shared the curse of living with. Levi wondered if Juelz's "Beast" had turned out to be a boon for him as well or if it still haunted him. The smiled on his face betrayed the emotion running through the Asian.
Juelz...
The Ghoul inside him rolled over and made its presence know, but as more of a response, not a vie for control. Levi noted tohe slight disturbance and took it as his queue to refocus and get to the task at hand. His smile grew slightly at the remark about no Dragons being there. Clearly Juelz knew what would be coming soon. The anticipation of a good fight, there was never anything quite like it, despite how warrior-centric the idea seemed. He left his arms where they were and took a couple of steps forward to get a good look at his long missed friend.
"Good to see my friend. No dragons huh? Well, I suppose I'll just wait for one of them to show up." His smile turned into a smirk as he turned his head down slightly, making his meaning clear, "Wanna help me warm up?"
The title and position was the prize, but now Levi found himself much more interested in fighting the man who, in tandem, helped him survive the horrible nightmares of fear. How much had he grown since they last met? Had he mastered his inner-beast? Only time would tell.
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets. Fuck outta' here."
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Dec 4, 2015 12:47:59 GMT -5
One knew what to expect next, right? A Dragon's descent—snarling fangs, beating wings, glowing eyes, and smoldering hell-fire; y'know, the works. Juelz Santana looked over the boy one long time with his trademarked aviator shades gracing his face, the dark lenses bouncing off the Japanese boy's reflection fully. Reaching into his back pocket he gripped his modded vapor-pen in engaged himself in one of his many favorite pastime's. Puff. Puff. Puff. Three tokes followed by flared nostrils allowed the vaporized smoke to spew from his nostrils like the mythical beast he mimicked.
"No."
A single word retort to Levi's request with farrowed brows. Denying the challenge was simply something Juelz couldn't do due to the code of the title he held and represented. However, in that same regard, passiveness gets you nothing in this world and Juelz had very little gusto in fighting this teenager anyways. A man can only take so much challenges before all the faces and low expectations morph into one convoluted bloodied mess of flesh and lacerations. If Levi wanted to fight, he'd have to grab the dragon by the horns and roar in his face. Juelz saw the boy as just another face despite the brief history they shared. Once upon a time, if he acted on his emotion and curiosity sooner, something between the two of them could have potentially formed... But that was all water under the bridge now. Turning on his heels, The Dragon began a casual stroll down the hallway directly behind him; throwing up the peace-sign as he did so.
"Just wait a little longer, oh great Dragon-Slayer. I'm sure you'll get your chance sooner or later."
His debonair voice bounced off the walls and echoed down the hall in which he traveled. Still zero hostility from Juelz, his spirit energy continued to surge through his entire being.
- t a g s 」 - Levi Kayamei - n o t e s 」 - str: 35.7O | dex: 35.7O | con: 35.55 | wis: 35.6O | int: 35.7O - prep. Abilities/Qi 1)___ 2)___ 3)___
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Dec 5, 2015 15:15:39 GMT -5
"oh?"
Levi's brow furrowed in response the Juelz's reply. As far as he knew, a Dragon was not allowed to decline a challenge. It was part of their duty to "guard their hoard." Being coy was one thing, but dishonoring his request with such a dismissal was somewhat irksome. Perhaps Levi had simply not been clear enough. Levi's knees bent as his qi flared slightly, causing his body to shimmer with a white luminescence for just a moment before leaping up on to the level his soon to be foe had addressed him from.
Watching the man round the corner Levi briskly caught up, stopping at the corner and looking at Juelz from the end of the hall, his qi now freely circulating through his body, causing his form to appear properly illuminated despite the lack of proper lighting in the hallway. He smirked as he called out to his friend once again, the idea of challenging another Dragon at this point was now unacceptable. The Earth Dragon's treasure would be his.
"Let me be clear, Earth Dragon...I am here in your home, poised to loot your hoard and claim your position after what I hope is glorious combat. Now, will you defend yourself or will you force me to attack the beast while its back is turned?"
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets. Fuck outta' here."
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Dec 6, 2015 18:24:25 GMT -5
"Let me tell you something, Kayamei. This isn't my home so you're free to do as you will. From that point onward whatever happens will be between you and the roaches. As far as my title goes, that is a different story I'm afraid. If you want that, you're going to find yourself greatly disappointed, bro."
The already slow strides of the earthly beast grew to a much slower pace to ensure the Japanese blooded challenger knew exactly where he was headed. Levi threatened to strike preemptively but such a bluff wouldn't even faze the Dragon as he simply simply continued onward, heading up a flight of stairs, practically leading the challenger deeper into the Dragon's din. A few moments passed and Juelz found himself on the highest roof of the long forgotten outpost—the stars overhead providing excellent light due to the building being on the outskirts of town and away from all the city lights. If Juelz had a long scaly tail, he would have been flicked it as he stood waiting for Levi to reach the point in which he stood upon the roof. With his back still turned to the lad, he spoke—golden irises fixated on the starry skies overhead.
"Customary I ask you why you seek the title before I grant you with a challenge. Truth in the matter is, it is worth more trouble than it is actually even worth and is an horrible representation of strength. But, y'know, I'm stuck with it and plan on keeping it that way."
He reached into his back pocket, pulled out his modded-pen, and took a trio of watermelon scented drags to calm the anxious beast clawing at the rusted restrains deep within side.
- t a g s 」 - Levi Kayamei - n o t e s 」 - str: 35.7O | dex: 35.7O | con: 35.55 | wis: 35.6O | int: 35.7O - prep. Abilities/Qi 1)___ 2)___ 3)___
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