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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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Post by Ruby on Dec 8, 2015 22:59:28 GMT -5
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Gently down they fell from the sky, one after another, two side-by-side. The white specks seemed to glide gently from the sky, each little snowflake dancing down to the world below. Everything seemed peaceful, and it was beautiful to the young lady. Despite the chill of the outdoors, the white-haired girl was sitting on a bench outside the school, seeming unaffected by the cold snow as it fell gently down from the sky. A strange person, that she was. Never let it be said that Ruby was like any normal person. On the chilling winter day, what was the eye-patch-baring albino doing? Snowflakes. That's what she was doing. And she was not quite just 'doing' snowflakes, as she probably would have put it, but she was making them. A white piece of paper in one hand, and scissors in the other, she sat outside with her violet eye concentrated on the wintry white paper. Her brow furrowed as she tried to focus and cut the folded paper quite right so as to have it turn out how she wished. Upon her lap several small white pieces of paper fell, falling from where she'd cut them. She didn't seem to have a care in the world. Not a care that there were pillars lurking about the school, criminals scrawling throughout the halls just inside, and the fact she was wearing a tank top in the snow. But it didn't really matter to her. Why should it? What did she care what people thought of her? She'd learned not to care long ago--nothing could really change who she was. Oh, she had tried, but never could she get rid of her unique and eccentric personality and distinct behavior. She wasn't insane, or perhaps she was, but it didn't matter. She could cooperate like anyone else, think for herself like any other person, but yet she seemed so... far out that perhaps she wasn't all there? After all, she seemed as a dunce in most classes, staying quiet throughout them but the ever-confused expression on her face. In her art class, a class that she found very strange and bothersome, the teacher suggested she did arts and crafts--as Ruby didn't seem to want to try picking up a pen or pencil to make sketches. And alas, there she was, sitting outside and cutting snowflakes out of a folded paper. A fitting action, for the black-clad girl sitting outside in the snow. But despite how most would have likely been horribly uncomfortable in such a situation, she seemed as calm as ever--a stoic and calm expression on her face, and her voice as silent with content as the atmosphere around her in the abandoned courtyard. It didn't matter to her, really. She was perfectly alright with being alone. As much as she loved her friends... they seemed to be missing, and she didn't know why. Where did Yukine go? And Alex and Dan? What about Yvette? Solitude was a word she was quite familiar with, and one she did not entirely mind. As friendly as she seemed to be with what friends she made, she certainly had a quiet and peaceful side to her. A face she only showed to herself, and uncommonly to others. Then again, perhaps that was because people only seemed to catch her in the strangest of moments. Such as when she was skating on the grocery floor on the cart, or when she was leaning off a roof in search for her brother, and even when she'd been found sitting in a tree while ditching class. It seemed to be a rare moment for her. Even though it was odd she was sitting out in the snow, a black blob despite the sea of white, she was calm and didn't seem to be doing anything weird... at least, nothing too weird. this time...
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Post by Kaitaro of Crimson on Dec 11, 2015 11:27:42 GMT -5
Kai had been lying on a bench while reading a rather large book, and at a closer glance it turned out to be an encyclopedia. He had at some point fallen asleep. During his slumber the white H2O particles had fallen from the clouds. He awoke to the feeling of drowning. He was near buried in powdery, light snow. It seemed to have melted inside his mouth and went into his airpipe. Anyhow, he stood up choughing and brushed himself off. He looked over at his ordinary Apple Watch (His 18k gold one was stolen) for the time. It was still early in the day, early enough to still enjoy. He sat back down and picked up his book, the pages fused together through water damage. He threw it over his shoulder and put in his earbuds to listen to some good music when he looked over and spotted a black mass in the trees. Probably another student, he thought before turning the volume up and leaning his head back, making sure to keep his mouth closed this time.
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Post by The Pansa on Dec 11, 2015 16:32:53 GMT -5
notes here. @tagged words: 175 | It was cold, very cold.
Etsuko, regardless of the temperature in the area, always wanted to find a peaceful and comfortable area to read. Because of this, she had found herself in a tree yet again..only this time chilled to the bone with her light clothing.
Etsuko was used to it however, with much training in similar conditions. So Murasaki continued to read on a branch of a nearby tree, barely noticing two others happening to come bye on a white say such as this.
The first thing she would notice is a strange black blob in the distance. This gave Etsuko the need to rub her eyes for a sight check. But the blob remained. Was it a passed out person? If so, then it might be good to check on whoever it is. Considering this, Etsuko jumped down and walked pass another stranger before coming closer to the subject before finally seeing who it is, sorta.
"Hey,aren't you the one who chased after those cloaked individuals?" Ignorance is bliss |
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Post by Ruby on Dec 12, 2015 16:07:53 GMT -5
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Snip, snip, snip... Ruby was nearly done with her snowflake when she heard a disturbance from one side, and saw a student emerge from the snow, her having no idea he'd been there. She opened her mouth slightly from shock, about to say something about the sudden appearance, but instead she heard someone else approach, and her attention was then turned to the black-haired girl. "Me?" She asked, raising an eyebrow at the girl, and wondering for a moment how she could possibly have known something like that. But then it suddenly became clear to her as it all seemed to click in her head. "Oh, yeah! So, you're the girl who was hiding behind the trash containers," she said with a grin. "It's nice to formally meet you." The girl would look back down at the "snowflake" on her lap before shutting the scissors once and for all and resting them on her other leg. "Just so you know, I completely lost track of them. Oh well. As much as I was interested in who they were--as they certainly took my fancy--I suppose it was for the best. After all, since you seemed to diligent on hiding from them, I can only assume they weren't... uh... what's the word you people use... 'good guys'?" She wasn't precisely sure which word was appropriate for their description. The girl would tap her chin for a moment before saying, "Villains! That's they were. Right? So, surely, they weren't 'good guys'." She'd give a small chuckle at all she'd said. Yes, perhaps she sounded childish, but really she didn't know any other word for "good guys" and whatnot. Villains? She knew a few synonyms if she were to be honest...
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