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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.
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Aphorisms of a Rainy Day [ Alternate Universe ]
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 4:36:30 GMT -5
Gritting her teeth, she pounced on him once more, such that her feet was dangling at his face. Trying to kick out, she reached out for his shorts the same time he reached for hers, before throwing her torso away from him, and using that opportunity to grab his pants and pants him once more.
"Victory," She panted, hooking her fingers at the edge of his shorts before letting out a war cry.
"is mine."
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 4:40:02 GMT -5
The more the girl dangled, the harder it was for Macht to get a good grip. And while the ground played a helpful role in preventing him from being pants'd, it didn't do enough with how long he was struggling. The girl inevitably got the better of him, and Macht was left with his shorts dangling at his ankles, and his heart boxers out for all the world - or just the girl - to see. Frantically, he reached over for her belt loops as well, but when he could not reach them, he just kicked his shorts off and jumped after her in nothing but his boxers.
At this point, it wasn't even about pantsing the girl anymore. No, now it was about coming out on top, and that's exactly what he was going to do. Grabbing his shorts in his hands, he threw them over the girl's head and ran to tackle her yet again.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 4:43:05 GMT -5
Yelling once more in protest, she resumed running until a pair of shorts rudely obstructed her vision. It was filthy, she decided, as she struggled to rip it off her head.
However, doing it cause her hand to catch on the edge of her shirt, and violently yanking those shorts off, she unknowingly yanked her shirt upwards, revealing a pair of ebony bra to accompany her knickers. It was however, a strapless bra, and shifting a little cause it to fall ever so slightly.
Unfortunately for Ira, she remained blatantly oblivious to her environment and remained shrieking as she struggled to get the shorts off her head.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 4:46:18 GMT -5
Macht just stared as the girl "accidentally" pulled her shirt up to reveal her bra, blood rushing to his cheeks. His face was red, and he simply stood there, embarrassed and completely unsure of how to react. Feeling as though it was his job to make sure no one saw, he looked around the area to be sure there were no onlookers for the current spectacle. When it became obvious there were none, well, he just resumed staring. She was having an unbelievable struggle with those shorts, and Macht couldn't be happier about it.
"Tug higher and bounce a bit. It'll make it easier on you."
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 4:48:57 GMT -5
Even more unfortunately for the poor guy, the shirt finally slipped from her fingertips and fell softly to cover her torso once more, and Ira succeeded in ripping off the shorts encasing her head.
Smirking quite a bit at his boxers, she threw his shorts at him before flinging herself onto the concrete, evidently exhausted by their little tussle.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 4:52:10 GMT -5
That shirt began to descend upon her skin once more, and Macht watched as though it was falling in slow motion. Parts of him wanted to reach out and cry, grab the shirt and keep it from reaching its destination. Parts of him felt sorrow and anger. Then there was the dominant part of him, the part that just watched. He blinked, staring at her now-clothed chest for several seconds before she threw herself down onto the ground.
Macht fell to the floor beside the girl, opting to use his shorts as a rolled-up pillow instead of for their intended purpose. His breathing was slightly labored, and as he thought about what just happened and it replayed in his mind, he had quite the laugh.
"So, you got my pants off on the first date. Props."
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 4:56:25 GMT -5
She turned to look at him breathlessly, her breathing utterly ragged after the heated struggle between the two. Staring at the piercing blue sky, she couldn't say another word for a couple of minutes. It took quite a while for her breathing to return to normal.
"Props for having weird boxers." She said, but cocked a brow at him. "You should shower. It only cost a few bucks at the gym."
However, before he could reply, her phone rang impatiently, breaking the somewhat tranquil moment with unpleasant news. She flinched again, unsure if she should chuck her phone off the building, or if she could summon an excuse that would spare her some lambasting.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 5:09:00 GMT -5
Macht was about to reply when the phone rang, and that only caused him to pause for a moment. He frowned, figuring it might be yet another cause of the girl's stress, so Macht simply reached over her and took it in his hand. He then turned it to silent so she wouldn't hear it anymore.
"No. None of this. Alright? Forget the phone - focus on my boxers." Calmly, Macht would stuff the phone into the girl's shorts and continue laying beside her. "Anyway, I would do that if I had the few bucks to spend. I don't though, and eating is more important than having fresh-smelling feet, y'know?" He shrugs, only slightly embarrassed about the state of himself.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 11:00:46 GMT -5
"If I avoid the call now, it's called having some instant gratification, in favor of exiting any possible peace in the future, for I'm having what I paid it for. I talked about this concept before." She muttered, perhaps a lot more to the azure sky, than herself, of the boy laying at her side.
Pressing a few coins into his hand, she reluctantly look his hands in hers once more, but failed to laugh at his boxer. He was ludicrous, and ironically, that might very well be what he enjoyed.
"Use that for the showers, then." She said, turning her back to him.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 19:05:43 GMT -5
"Nah, I don't think so. There's probably more to it than that."
Macht took the money offered, placing the coins in his shorts, but he didn't seem to agree with what the girl was saying. While she muttered, he simply stared, and at her last remark he just grinned.
"I will, but look. What pain comes from the "instant gratification" of listening to what I'm saying? What pleasure comes from the pain you'll endure by answering that phone call? I may not be a genius, but I know for a fact that there's one other thing I can't be, and that's boring. Listen to me now and I can guarantee it'll have an effect in the long run."
Macht turned to face the sky as well, shrugging. He wanted her to listen, for reasons he was rather unsure of, but it didn't seem to bother him that he didn't know. He'd had more fun in the last few minutes than he'd had in a long time.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 20:02:47 GMT -5
Ira closed her eyes tiredly, and his voice might be the only other being she really knew in the vast expense of voices warning, fighting and screaming in her brain. Silently, weariness engulfed her brain, watching as it sunk into reticence.
Basically, that little bastard fell asleep when someone gave her a pep talk about how wonderful they are.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 20:09:43 GMT -5
She... fell asleep..? Right. Macht let out a soft chuckle, looking down at her as her eyes shut and watching as she failed to move a single muscle. He looked curiously at her, raising his index finger and poking her cheek to see whether or not she'd react.
"Yo," he spoke softly, a grin on his lips wider than any other he'd possessed in quite some time. "You really gonna fall asleep next to a stranger you just joked about kidnapping you a moment ago? That's some trust." A puff of air passed through his nostrils, and he just flopped back beside her. If she was going to sleep, so was he, damn it.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 20:17:07 GMT -5
"Hnnnn" She mumbled softly, before resuming her pseudo state of half exhaustion. She, however, wasn't uxorious, for her muscles remained as tense as before.
Weakly attempting to grab his finger, she finally remained silent once more, but her head flopped lightly onto the edge of her shoulder as she fidget about; determined to part with at least one more gift.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 8, 2015 20:26:15 GMT -5
She grabbed Macht's finger, mostly because he seemed to have no intent to pull it away from her. Her half-sleep movements and mumbles were entertaining, and it brought a rather large smile to his face. Why, he didn't entirely know, but that was perfectly alright with him.
"Ooooy," he replied, using the finger she pulled on to poke her cheek once again. As her head leaned onto her shoulder, he turned to face her, the side of his head resting against his bundled-up shorts. "Guess that call wasn't too urgent, huh?"
Smirking, Macht laid his head in front of the girl's, so that their noses were only inches apart.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 8, 2015 23:01:02 GMT -5
"Aging is quite similar to death. Some people stand up to aging and death as if it were nothing. They can do it not because they're braver than others, but simply because they lack imagination. Only once people deny that which they love, do they become able to create it anew. Perhaps, the book I write, too, will die one day just like my body will. However, people have to accept that death is unavoidable. They will probably be gone in ten years. Their books will no longer exist in a hundred years. People accept this. Eternity is promised neither to humans nor to books. We live because we were born. If the system possesses the power of life and death over you... you're no longer a human. You're livestock. No matter how hard a rancher tries to pretend otherwise, they never recognize their livestock as friends. It's a mystery to me... How is it that these people, treated as livestock in this boring society, have not tried at all to destroy it? Nothing in this world is eternal. The only thing that truly exists is the splendor of the souls that atone for their sins." She quoted
"Makishima said that, under the premonition that he was going to die in the hands of his enemy. He tried to change society; attempted to wake people up and trigger them to destroy the social foundation of that particular civilization." She paused for a bit. She didn't move her head away from him, and met his eyes with her bright curious one, alight through the impression that she was talking about something she adored.
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