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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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Welcome to District #552 [Event - OPEN]
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Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
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Sky Dragon
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Jan 15, 2016 21:48:48 GMT -5
"War... maybe it really is that bad."Valo looked from Siobhan to the wall, and the masses of panicking people in between them. He wasn't quite sure what to do, or how to approach this situation. Just when it seemed things could potentially get better with Orochi falling and the students banding together to protect their city, things went from bad to a shitstorm. It seemed that they were always destined to fight. There was always a new threat, a new obstacle preventing them from living normal, happy lives. Sometimes, he wondered if it was all even worth it. But Siobhan was in front of him, and he knew protecting her was worth it. "A promise is a promise, and I intend to keep my word until my last breath.. not that I'm hoping it's anytime soon. But promises are all I have left anymore."No, he still had a long way to go, and many things to accomplish before his revenge was exacted. After that, his life was expendable and he could die. But that day wouldn't be today, and he'd ensure that it wouldn't be soon. His phone vibrated, and he checked it out, seeing a text from Macht to go to The Underground. Seemed things were going to start immediately. "Macht seems to be pulling together a meeting. Do you want to go, or would you rather we go elsewhere?"Siobhan Arden
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Light Weakens, Darkness Strengthens
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SIR FLUFFYBUTT THE SPARKLE FART
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Post by Alex Dragon on Jan 17, 2016 20:50:39 GMT -5
Luca.....that damned Luca...
He thinks he can take over my role of being the big mean boss of 552, well he better think again. If I ever see him, I'll do my best to put him in a body bag, but for now, I have to deal with this wall. If only I could drill a hole in that wall...
I needed one of my Dragons to come deal with this, maybe to put some drama here. While he did that, I could probably do something to that man's plans. First, I needed a team to deal with this crap Luca was spitting out. Getting my phone out, I send Rochi a message:
Need you here ASAP. Come perform your act.
With that, I got out a spray paint can and sprayed painted a big T on the wall, then surrounded it in a circle.
"The Titans are coming for you Luca."
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Having perfected our disguise, we search for someone we can't fool.
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Post by Siobhan Arden on Jan 18, 2016 22:02:54 GMT -5
Finally, a choice Siobhan didn't have to think hard about. Family. An actual place she could claim as home. If Macht was setting up a meeting, Knuckles would be there, which meant Apex would be congregating around the area. The thought brought ease into her chest, allowing her to take a few easy breaths. It had been a rough transition but nothing that hadn't opened her eyes to many things. Siobhan didn't distrust Valo, she simply felt her guard take a defensive stance when he gave her such a kind expression.
"Don't say that. There are too many people who need you for a promise like a trivial one you made to me dragging you down. I told you, it's been fulfilled. Consider yourself exulted."
Siobhan gave him a cheeky grin, something reserved only for the boy who managed to thaw her frozen heart in the first place. Oh, if only he knew the hell she had endured for falling so easily. In some ways, her father's paranoia had been true. Discarding her defenses and plunging into the deep, cold water had shown Siobhan how to swim. Even now, she was spitting up water and choking on air. Maybe she should be grateful to Valo for giving her a chance to learn how to survive. Even so, something within her still ached that someone so precious to her would simply drop her that quickly.
"Of course I'll go. Anything he decides I'll follow."
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Jan 20, 2016 16:08:19 GMT -5
Valo looked at Siobhan, unsure what to make of her words. He cared about her, but she seemed to want to stand on her own now. It was admirable at the least, but he wasn't sure about backing down from his promise to her. He wanted to see her get out of this alive as well. "We'll see what happens then. No matter what, you can call on me if you ever need it. Don't forget that."The war with the gangs had nearly killed him time and again, and it prevented him from being there for her like he really wanted. Battling with the Wraith inside of him caused him to have to seclude himself for fear of hurting those he cared about, and yet... he still felt horrible for it. He would make it up to her... in time. "Let's be off then."He wondered if she was a part of Apex or just following Macht's orders, but he was sure he'd find out when they arrived at the designated meeting place, The Underground. He would turn and walk in the direction of Apex's club, not moving so fast as to leave Siobhan behind. (OOC: Exit, leaving to join A Line in the Sand.Tag: Siobhan Arden ) |
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Having perfected our disguise, we search for someone we can't fool.
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Post by Siobhan Arden on Jan 20, 2016 23:13:50 GMT -5
Siobhan didn't hesitate to follow Valo, feeling unattached from the situation. The longer she stayed in his presence, the more she noticed herself regressing into what she had been only a few months before. Radical changes had taken place so quickly that she no longer knew what truly she was. At the moment her only solid thread was one she grasped tightly to, and that was: Siobhan belonged to Apex. While her morals told her one thing, and the gang pleaded along the same lines, she truly felt herself fall nowhere close. Completely, apathetic.
"It's nice to see compassion around here every once in a while."
If Valo was a double edged sword, he was equally as dangerous as lethal. While Siobhan was empowered by him, he always cut her right at the knees. Taking a substantial amount of effort to grind out a few throbs of lingering emotion, she finally turned to follow her superior. That's all this is. Affiliation. If it were only that easy. Weary from her travels, Siobhan was ready to finally collapse at home, in the comforts of hassled bonds where at least her analytic mind would stop spinning.
OoC: Exit.
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