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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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Aphorisms of a Rainy Day [ Alternate Universe ]
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 1:47:46 GMT -5
Macht cocked a brow at the sudden reaction, staring her in the eye with the only one he had. Slowly, the ends of his lips crept up into a smile, and his hands around her ankles only tightened. Her retort amused him, and it was very difficult to stifle a laugh. If she looked, she would be able to notice Macht's neck and shoulders tense as it almost forced its way out from his throat.
"You can't speak for the book. Unless... maybe you are the book, and you're just upset because you denied the pleasure of letting me finger through your pages."
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 1:51:23 GMT -5
Attempting to flinch away swiftly from his searing touch, the temporary satisfaction she get from -possibly- grievously injuring him. Her eyes flicked to his for a split second, before they wandered back to the iron grip he had on her ankles.
"And who are you to say that I do not undergo fingering frequently by my lover to a point of wishing for some from a vermin?"
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 1:54:33 GMT -5
"Well, we can fix this real easy, then."
Macht's grip remained exactly as tight as it just was, and he scooted toward her quite curiously for a moment. This reaction was vastly different from the ones she'd given him a moment ago, and he loved it. So, with a devilish grin, Macht leaned in toward her. Closer, closer, closer, he continued until there was but an inch between his lips and the girl's right ear. For a moment, he just allowed her to feel his breath against her skin, hear the sound of his lips parting as he opened them to speak. Then, after a time, assuming she did not push him away, he would ask his question.
"Do you?'
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 1:57:27 GMT -5
Her lips tilted up slightly, as the two each other for a brief few seconds. She wasn't about to be the first to shatter the tense atmosphere, and after a while, when she comprehended his inquiry, she chose to stare blandly at him. He seemed to cease to exist in her eyes.
"Yes." She lied.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 1:59:58 GMT -5
The single word, like so many other things during this encounter, had nearly made Macht lose his shit. His bottom jaw tensed for a moment as he almost burst out laughing directly beside the girl's ear, but he refrained. Instead, she'd just feel his cheek graze her own for a moment as he pulled back to meet her stare. While she looked blandly, his eye had a very evident fire in it. He was entertained.
"Then I just gotta handle your pages better, right? I've got years of practice as a librarian."
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 2:03:24 GMT -5
"If you had better practice, your appearance must be quite deceiving, since it says 'street rat and filth", not "intelligent and well educated, with possibly something tangible and conceptual to offer in conversation." She fired back, and kicked out at his face.
Despite her lack, or possible success in doing so, she would finally snap the book shut, and after the light 'thud!' that resonated between the two, she looked away from him and coughed.
"Go elsewhere and find a prostitute."
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 2:06:25 GMT -5
"Well, that's not- OOF!
Macht had released his grip on the girl's ankle, so when she kicked out at his face it came as a legitimate surprise, all things considered. Most women don't react like that. Hell, they hardly even say no, let alone kick a man in the face about it. He growled softly, gripping his nose with one hand and the other reaching out for her book to snatch it from her grasp.
"Don't get it twisted, lady. I wouldn't pay you for it.
Actually, he would. He really, really would.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 2:08:47 GMT -5
She scoffed when he insulted her, but her attention remained solely on the fact that he successfully attained her book once more, and effortlessly so, when her attention was divided with the slight feeling of victory she received.
"Free is too expensive to do it with you, should any lady even wish to do so." She remarked, barely sparing him a glance as she shifted her ankles out of grabbing distance, and contemplated abandoning her paperback.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 2:11:33 GMT -5
Macht couldn't cock his brow any harder. This girl took it to sex before he did, even if he'd made a jab or two about it. He didn't know whether to find it hilarious or actually insulting, but either way he chose to act out the latter. Quietly, he knew she'd change her mind, one way or another, and he wouldn't even have to do a thing.
"You know, strangely, I recall your mother saying the opposite. Weird how that works, huh? The apple can't fall that far from the tree, so I'm willing to bet you're just playing hard to get."
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 2:13:10 GMT -5
Ira proceeded to gave him a raised eyebrow, before opening her mouth. However, nothing was actually verbalized, as she carried the hefty impression of someone struggling to find something viable to state; something that could stun him, or perhaps, carry enough impact to ensure that her escape would be brisk.
"She's dead." She finally said.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 2:14:55 GMT -5
Macht had lost count of the amount of times people pulled the "my mom is dead" card following a "your mother" joke. Still, he had no idea whether or not this girl was telling the truth or a lie, so he had to think of something, and he had to think of something quick. He could kill his facade and potentially look weaker than intended, or he could keep it up and look like an ass.
"Only 'cuz my sex game killed her."
Guess which one he picked?
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 2:18:16 GMT -5
Pouting slightly, she sent another disgruntled glance his way, before flicking her line of sight to her devastatingly empty basket. Tugging lightly on the ends of her hair, she allowed her gaze to wander to the book, clasped tightly in the hands of a brute. Putting on a poker face, she thought for a moment.
"I'm out." She finally stood up, her pseudo patience finally failing to keep up with the explicit strain it was placed through.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 2:23:08 GMT -5
Definitely not the reaction he was expecting. As the girl picked up her basket, Macht frowned, and when she stood up that frown only deepened. He grumbled very noticeably, if only due to the fact that he, well, he wanted what was in her basket. He stood up to match her height - or, well, exceed it, logically - and looked at her with an expression that said "really?"
"Fine, maybe that was crossing a line. I apologize. I'll tell you what - I'll give you the book back and properly make amends if you give me something out of that basket."
The only thing stronger than his assholeisms would be hunger.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 2:28:49 GMT -5
Concealing the fact that her basket entirely lack any contents, Ira quickly devised a way out of the situation. She did desire for her book back, she really did, but she wasn't necessarily willing to acquiesce to blackmail. Her mind flashed, and before she could divulge the lie dancing on the tip of her crimson tongue, she paused.
Studying him, she finally noticed how ragged his clothes where, and how lanky he seemed. Compared to her, perhaps succulent and fuller body, he was thin and dirty. She didn't know if he had a place to live in either, and when her eyes finally met his, she felt her brain pause in it's ravaging track to cruelty, just for a few whispers of any whisks of kindness that might be left, residing in her body.
"Just-" She paused, annoyed by any tinge of compassion she might show.
Reaching out for his wrist, she grabbed it and begin tugging it down the hill, without really looking back to see his expression. However, when she tugged his wrist and turn, he would be able to see the emptiness of her basket.
The rest, unfortunately, was up to him.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 2:33:22 GMT -5
Ira would be able to see just how thin Macht was. He was toned and fit, but the lack of fat on his body was definitely not due to any sort of rigorous work-out routine. He was dirty like a boy who lived on the street for years, and it was only by some incredible stroke of luck that he didn't smell like he looked. It was because of this that he didn't fight her rudeness. Most people cast street rats out anyway.
The tug on his wrist was not something he saw coming, and when he saw the empty basket he just frowned. Part of him figured this girl would have fucked with him, holding such an advantage over his head. But she didn't. So, he kept his mouth shut, deciding to let her lead for now. Whatever it was she was doing, Macht would just have to wait and see.
"First date?"
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