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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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Bready or Not : Here I Crumb [ Alternate Universe ]
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 9, 2015 1:06:24 GMT -5
A fluff of disheveled hair could be seen, poking surreptitiously out of the girl's scalp, as she chewed away happily on the little delicacies clasped lightly in her grasp. Her cheeks were bulging with pastries, and flour could be seen, dusted lightly on her hair to give an illusion of someone old. However, upon closer examination, it would be blatantly obvious that she wasn't old--rather, the opposite rang painfully true.
After a while, she began to wonder if the monster that was blithely giving her it's appetite was genuinely part of her, but a few minutes of contemplation merely left her to decide that it was indubitably a fraction of her existence, one that slunk sulkily out of the caves of her mind when she was satisfying her glutton tendencies.
Resuming to chew calmly on the three dough that laid innocently in her hands, she kicked off her slippers and ignored the scandalous looks the shopkeeper was piercing her back with, and waved her hand -that was doused with flour- in the air for more bread.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 9, 2015 1:26:45 GMT -5
Macht hit the ground hard, landing on his hands and knees in the grimy alleyway behind the old bread shop. A sense of urgency overtook him and he fought through the pain, pushing himself to scurry at least to the back of the dumpster before him. It took everything he had, but he managed to do just that, finally collapsing behind it and feeling the pain and fatigue wash over him like the heaviest blanket he'd ever had atop him in his entire life. Wearily, he looked under the dumpster to check the status of things, and as he did he saw a group of young boys with pipes and chains running down the sidewalk, shouting things akin to "Get back here!" and "we'll find you!" Luckily for Macht, they passed over the alleyway entirely.
He had some time to rest.
Many moments passed before Macht was awoken by a sound that pierced the silence, startling him and causing him to accidentally hit his head on the underside of the dumpster: his stomach was growling. He wanted to fight it off, pretend it wasn't, but every single second that passed the fact that he'd yet to eat in days continued to gnaw at his very existence. He didn't want to, but he had to get up and find something to eat. So, scrambling to his feet, Macht headed around the corner to "Brian's Bread and Butter." He pushed weakly through the door, nearly falling to his feet, but he barely managed to maintain his footing.
His innocent green eye scanned the shop, and he saw the shopkeeper himself was preoccupied with a girl who was stuffing her face. Macht looked to her with a frown, but made a note to thank her later for the distraction. For now, he went around to where the shopkeeper would likely not notice him, and he began to put whatever bread he could reach into his coat pockets.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 9, 2015 1:34:29 GMT -5
Pouting slightly, Ira made a few incoherent noises at the disapproving shop keeper, descending on her with more loaves of bred, and chiding, with warnings of what happens when one overeat. However, her attention wasn't on the shopkeeper, and a closer examination might proclaim that her attention were entirely preoccupied by her adoration of bread. Snatching the fluffy loaves out of the shopkeeper's hands, she tucked in, remaining blatantly oblivious to her surroundings.
"Mmfmm hum hum." She nodded seriously in response when the shopkeeper inquired about her family, but the little crumbs that dotted her lips caused the shopkeeper to frown. Oblivious, she continued clinging onto the loaves of bread as though they were her life savers.
Her eyes, however, hovered back to a lanky boy that was desperately grabbing bread with hunger in his eyes, and desperation in his muscles. Chewing slowly, she tottered over, utterly unaware that he was committing theft, but merely delighted to share her loaf(love) of bread with someone else.
Ignoring the accusatory shouts of the shopkeeper, Ira accidentally dropped a piece of custard bun onto the shopkeeper's flour-dusted shoes, and looking up at their scarlet, blustering face, Ira dimpled sweetly. They seemed slightly mollified, as Ira handed over more money, and tugged the boy by her hands, clearly commanding for him to join her at her table to share the delights of pastries with her.
To sum up, she's kind of stupid.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 9, 2015 1:40:27 GMT -5
Macht had already filled his pockets, and now he was making an attempt to stuff them when the girl walked over to him. His eye widened as he nearly turned around to book it, just as the manager's eyes fell on him. Panic overcame him once again, and he felt the need to burst through the door and run for dear life. His feet came off the ground, and then he felt another hand touch his own, causing him to stop dead in his tracks.
His heartbeat quickened.
Macht could only hear a high-pitched whine.
What was happening?
Uncertainty evident in Macht's demeanor, he turned to face the girl as she lightly tugged his hand. He blinked several times, then noticed the shopkeeper walking away with money. Did she just pay for him?! "Wait... what are you..." He shut up instantly. The shopkeeper was walking away, so whatever she did, it helped him, and he shyly followed the girl over to her table. His cheeks were puffed out like he was pouting.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 9, 2015 1:57:49 GMT -5
❝ OJOU-SAMA ❞ P ulling his hand over rather naively, she beckoned him to sample another custard bun she had peacefully attained an hour ago. It was getting slightly cooled, but she handed him yet another loaf of bread, without paying much attention to how much he could devour.
When her tummy was slightly full, and her cheeks fluffed with with the result of her frantic gulping -crumbs-, she happily laid back in her chair with a huge, happy sigh, and waved cheekily to the shopkeeper, that was giving her yet another scandalous look.
She was sure that she was considered impertinent, in their eyes, but by all means, she was overly set on stuffing herself whenever she could, with whatever she really desired at that point in time.
Watching him as he eat, she shoved a loaf of bread into his mouth, giggling slightly as she did, in attempt to feed him in a motherly fashion, and failing miserably as she did.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 9, 2015 2:04:37 GMT -5
Macht simply sat and began eating the food that was offered to him. If he didn't need to touch his own bread right now, why waste it? So, he dug in, though it wasn't quite as much as the girl was. Compared to her, he was eating slow, tame, and very few morsels were actually entering his mouth. After a while, he finally got used to her, and focused more on stuffing his empty belly than actually paying attention to anything on the outside world. Of course, that becomes incredibly hard when someone shoves an entire loaf of bread into your mouth.
Macht shrunk back, surprised and nearly choking on the large mass of dough entering his body. There was so much he almost spit it all out over the table, but his love and need for food in general caused him to fight that urge and just wolf it down.
"What are you trying to do, kill me?!" he whispered very loudly.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 9, 2015 2:12:15 GMT -5
❝ OJOU-SAMA ❞ Slightly taken aback by his harsh words, Ira remained rooted to her seat, and a single tear welled up, as her lips trembled slightly. She didn't want to piss him off, and he was the first friend she had made; the last thing she would desire was for him to throw down his napkin dramatically and storm off in a rush, much like how she watched girlfriends torture their boyfriends in lovey commercials.
Giggling at her little fanciful day dreams, she couldn't quite stop the trembling of the lips as she continued staring at him wide-eyed, evidently hurt by his words. Her little hand reached out for his, and she held it innocently, as she attempted to blithely hold his left hand, while resuming her little random giggles.
Pausing between giggles, she looked at him once more and tear off a tiny piece of bread in attempt to feed him when he stuff himself full with bread, only to shove it down his shirt by accident.
Well, she was stupid.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 9, 2015 2:21:02 GMT -5
Macht wasn't expecting that sort of a reaction, and seeing it made him feel like he shouldn't have lashed out in the first place. Sighing guiltily, he allowed the girl to take his hand, holding her's back as he took a moment to recover from the enormous loaf of bread he just had to wolf down. It was difficult to breathe for a moment, but he'd manage. "Death by bread loaf" isn't exactly how he wanted to go out, especially as a kid.
When the girl moved to give Macht even more bread, he was quietly relieved it was a small piece rather than an enormous loaf this time, and even smiled as it was brought toward him. Expectantly, the small mouth opened and awaited the morsel, only to have it drop, disappointingly, into his dirty shirt, and against his sweat-ridden skin. He frowned for a second, but then let out a light laugh at that, shaking his head. "My mouth is up here, silly," he giggled, pointing at his lips. He then promptly pulled off a piece of the bread and moved to put it into her mouth. His fingers, however, were dirty, and it may or may not be something she noticed.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 9, 2015 2:31:16 GMT -5
❝ OJOU-SAMA ❞ Chewing calmly on his finger, she nodded sagely at him before swallowing the small morsel he offered her, upon her offering for him. That was probably the sigh of friendship, she had decided, as she bit shamelessly onto his finger. She didn't flinch as she stared straight into his eyes and bit down once more -lightly, mind you- on his finger, and proceeded to relax in her hair, toying happily with her little totoro toy that she had purchased an hour ago, before she caught a sight of a pastry store and tried to eat their little sale into bankruptcy.
Her stomach, unfortunately, had it's fill for the day, and her attempts to stand up was entirely futile. Petting her tummy fondly, she took a napkin and tried to clean his fingers, even going so far as using singular strands of threads to clean his dirt-ridden fingernails.
"The loaf (love) of bread must not be unappreciated with our quality of hands." She said loudly, under the impression that she sounded exceptionally smart saying so.
She didn't.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 9, 2015 2:37:06 GMT -5
Well, the sucking was something that was entirely new to him. Macht kind of stared, unsure of how to feel about this instance in general. Part of him wanted to pull away, but that part of him was incredibly overpowered by his urge to just do nothing at all, for fear of either offending the girl or making a fool out of himself. Was this... normal? It had to be, right?
"I, uh. Agree." He nodded, figuring she said what she did for a reason. For all Macht knew, she was one of those super smart types, and if she was it meant she definitely knew more than him. Daddy always taught him not to question smarter people. "So you're... cleaning them?"
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 9, 2015 2:53:01 GMT -5
❝ OJOU-SAMA ❞ ❝Nodding wisely, she continued cleaning his hands, albeit slightly more abrasively than she was a minute ago, but her little feet dangled happily off the ground and ended up toeing one of his by accident. Staring curiously at his fingers, she was almost ashamed of how her bitten ones look next to his cleaned ones.
"You need a shower to commence your loaf (love) of bread." She nodded wisely once more, and pointed at the gym showers that was conveniently next to the pastry shop.
"People do that when they..." She scrunched up her face to think of a fancy word that meant "befriend". After a few seconds of agonizing struggle, her face lit up as she triumphantly announced the word whose definition she had absolutely no idea of.
"Copulate!"
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 9, 2015 2:58:23 GMT -5
Macht was completely happy as his hands continued being cleaned, at this point. He welcomed it, never having had someone show this level of closeness to him in his entire life. But, of course, all good things must come to an end, one way or another. When the girl mentioned a shower, Macht suddenly got very, very embarrassed, and hid his head in his arms, his cheeks grazing the insides of his elbows. He appreciated the cleaning, but to be told such a thing made him feel like he'd been a nuisance this entire time, only offering the girl unpleasant smells while she so kindly provided him with something to eat.
"What's copulate?" he asked from the inside of his arms, face still buried.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 9, 2015 3:10:04 GMT -5
❝ OJOU-SAMA ❞ ❝Ira regarded him with wide eyes, as his face heated up. Fortunately for them both, she barely understood the concept of embarrassment, being the shameless little kid she was that enjoyed sending bakeries into bankruptcy, she simply dragged him out of the bakery and gave the shopkeeper a cheeky wave, before she heads to the gym shower.
Inside, there were two men working out, and neither of them seemed to be paying the tiny, giggling kid any attention, as she calmly paid the person at the counter, and proudly told them that she was going to copulate with that red-headed boy in the showers.
They stared as she dragged him off.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Dec 9, 2015 3:13:21 GMT -5
Macht just followed the girl into the gym, hiding his face as she explained to the man at the counter that her and him were going to copulate - whatever that means - together in the showers. His face was as red as his hair, and with his green eye he looked damn well like a Christmas ornament. Nevertheless, he continued following, even as they entered the showers together.
"You're not coming in with me, are you? That's... I don't think that's allowed."
They don't allow that at the orphanage, so why would they allow it here? It doesn't make sense to Macht.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 9, 2015 3:15:55 GMT -5
❝ OJOU-SAMA ❞ ❝Handing him a bar of soap, she nodded seriously at him, much like a wise old monk revealing an utterly odd secret to his little disciples. Knowing that her time with him was limited, before she begrudgingly headed out of the showers and seat patiently outside the stall to converse with him, she leaned in and whispered, "There are two things no one can hide."
"Friendship and sneezes."
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