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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.
Full Story Here.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 15, 2015 10:37:59 GMT -5
Prowling about in an alleyway rather suspiciously, Ira squinted at the dustbin standing innocently before her, enraged that it was standing in her way. The mighty dustbin was obviously offending her with it's existence, and she needed to prove her superiority by puffing out her chest and strutting her stuff. However, she waited as she eyed the busy street, patiently observing people beneath those not suspicious at all sunglasses she was wearing, while entirely ignoring the very fact that it was night time, and there were higher chances of people calling the cops on her, than her actually catching a suspicious person. The Big Apple. 14/12, 7:06pm. A female by the name of Ivy was found dead in her apartment, with mud splashed upon the back of her leg. She was dressed entirely in ebony, and despite Ira's initial curiosity, her actions stemmed from the fact that before she died, the woman wrote "dropped" onto the wooden floor that she collasped on. Right now, Ira is on a stake-out, awaiting at the side of the woman's house, watching and waiting for anyone to show up, someone suspiciously enough for her to pounce and sharpen her metaphorical claws on. - @algis -
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2015 15:48:41 GMT -5
For a young girl in the Brink of the night, Aegis seemed to be in no rush as she walked her way towards a house. She had lost her satellite dish along with a special picture of her and her sisters earlier that week. She didn't care so much for the satellite dish, as she could just make a new one, but that picture was all she had to remember her family by. She had spent the last week trying to track her beloved picture, and finally managed to using a cellphone tracker and a chip she had placed on the photo's frame. Speeding up her pace to get to the door, the girl took a deep breath. Under normal circumstances Aegis would have not cared for a thing like that, but her family really mattered to her. When she got to the house, she rapped on the door before waiting patiently, unknowing that there was a dead girl inside and a girl staking out the house. Ira Defaire |
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 17, 2015 10:37:33 GMT -5
 clever as the devil and twice as
pretty;
“ Ira's head snapped up the moment she saw a girl that possessed a shock of blue hair knocking on Ivy's house. The female was rather tiny in size, and her eyes glowed prettily in contrast with the night.
She's kinda cute.
Gritting her teeth, Ira's pale gray eyes narrowed suspiciously, while she prowled silently on the external corner of the house, assessing Aegis almost too quickly for her mind. Flicking her eye from various aspects of Aegis' clothing to her adorable facile features, Ira tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and took a deep breath.
'I CAUGHT YOU!" She screamed loudly, diving to grab Aegis in her arms while she dashed up the stairs leading to the house; determined to corner the young female. Her fringe flapped over her eyes, and Ira ended up diving right into the floor, slamming her head against the polished, wooden pouch, and whimpering in pain. She shakily pointed a finger at Aegis.
"CONFESS."
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- Aegis Elgif gate won't open for me.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2015 14:26:31 GMT -5
Aegis was getting impatient and she really wanted her precious childhood back, and she was about to hit the door as hard as she could if it wasn't for the shout that came her way. Turning around, her eyes widened when the figure leaped out at her, pouncing like an animal. The small grin didn't have time to move or reach, but she didn't even have time to notice the girl go flying past her. Turning around slowly behind her, she saw her would be attacker, an older girl, pointing at her weakly. Doing the only thing she first thought of, Aegis kneeled down in front of the girl, and poked the girl's finger with her finger, still keeping her poker face, yet she was slightly confused about the situation. "I don't know what you mean, I hadn't done any crimes since I have arrived here miss. Do you need any medical assistance miss?" She asked professionally and politely, yet with here pre pubescent voice, she sounded a lot more like a young child rather then a professional adult. Ira Defaire |
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