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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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The Rising Tide [Apex Recruitment]
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THE IRON DRAGON
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Post by Macht Stärke on Jan 10, 2016 23:36:47 GMT -5
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[attr="class","post"] [attr="class","text-lyrics"]Just when you thought it was over Numbers needed to grow. Plans needed to be made. Luca and Alexei and their Apostles had numbers unlike any 552 had seen before, and they had the backing to make it matter. What Orochi did as a group of public menaces, these guys could do in their sleep considering they'd won over public opinion. At least, the public outside the walls. Macht scoffed as he shut off the TV following a ludicrous news report defaming all those within this brand new "District #552" and praising the efforts of the Apostles. That, coupled with the problem of having lost Cedric and Paige in the Orochi attacks, and many other things, prompted Macht to take to the streets and begin recruiting. All across the district, flyers were plastered along the walls of every visible building to advertise Apex's recruitment effort. It publicized things to the enemy, sure, but it got the word out as well as humanly possible, and if even one person showed up, things would be an evident success. Depending on the talent of the person, anyway. Still, it was obvious Macht had to try. The German waited at an abandoned building not far from the Wayfarer, and it'd been outfitted with a guard patrol in case the Apostles decided to make their presence known. Macht sat inside at a counter, drink in hand, as he waited for someone to show up. [attr="class","text-lyrics"]The sky turned black and we all fell to Earth the leviathan @ GS & BRSW[newclass=.icon-bg]padding:10px;border:1px solid #6b859d;height:100px;width:100px;margin-right:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.iconhere]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;[/newclass] [newclass=.iconheres]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;opacity: 0;[/newclass] [newclass=.iconheres:hover]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;opacity:1;[/newclass] [newclass=.notestxt]padding-top:20px;font:small-caps 10px 'arial',serif;color:#fff;text-align:justify;padding:10px;overflow:auto;[/newclass] [newclass=.text-lyrics]display:inline-block;font: italic 9px/100% arial,serif;text-align:center;letter-spacing:1px;width:80%;border-bottom:1px solid #6b859d;line-height:0.1em;margin:10px 0 20px;margin-left:30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.text-lyrics span]background:#252525;padding:0 10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.post]font:10px arial,serif;color:#;padding:0px 20px 0px 0px;height:350px;width:330px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;line-height:130%;position:relative;margin-top:-400px;margin-left:100px;margin-bottom:-150px;[/newclass] [newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar-track]border:1px solid #6b859d;background-color:#6b859d;[/newclass] [newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background-color:#6b859d;[/newclass] [newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar]width:4px;background-color:#6b859d;[/newclass] |
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Post by Duke Makise on Jan 10, 2016 23:55:27 GMT -5
Duke was grinding his teeth a bit. His parents lived on a military base outside the wall, he was trapped on this side for the time being. Which meant it was survival time. It was your basic set of chaos running about, looting, petty crime. Some half assed police force trying to keep things under control... Duke zipped up his coat and trudged along until he spotted some police goonies crumpling a flyer.
Once they threw it to the side and moved out of view Duke moved to pick it up with a gloved hand. Reading it over seemed some group was looking to gain numbers due to the new environment. Well this was the first he heard or seen of any groups, so he might as well check this thing out. Pocketing the flyer he made his way to the specified abandoned building noting some guards. More goons... He'd walk over and hold out the crumpled flyer. Staring and saying nothing unless asked.
If he was let through he'd make his way in to see the recruiter. The six foot four inch male moved to the seated guy, but... He looked rather large himself. That was a first.
"Hey."
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Post by Macht Stärke on Jan 11, 2016 0:02:04 GMT -5
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[attr="class","post"] [attr="class","text-lyrics"]Just when you thought it was over When there was sound of a disturbance at the entrance, Macht casually glanced over to observe. At the sight of yet another huge motherfucker, his eye widened and a grin split his lips. Someone of that size made him think of Lex almost immediately. But then, he remembered Ravier, who happened to be the biggest fucker he'd ever seen, who was also one of the weakest. The guy looked tough, that was for sure, and while Macht had his reservations about everyone besides Knuckles and Leon, he was willing to give chances. "You're a big motherfucker," he remarked, topping off his drink. With a gesture, he offered a cup to the stranger, but didn't waste words on that or a name. Not yet, anyway. "First things first - you in here for a reason, or did you just get stuck behind the wall like the rest of the poor saps who happened to live by the school?" Macht figured it'd be at least a decent idea to figure out what circumstances the guy fell under so he could rile him up against the Apostles. If it turned out he was one of the baddies and started throwing fists, well... Macht could handle that, too. [attr="class","text-lyrics"]The sky turned black and we all fell to Earth the leviathan @ GS & BRSW[newclass=.icon-bg]padding:10px;border:1px solid #6b859d;height:100px;width:100px;margin-right:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.iconhere]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;[/newclass] [newclass=.iconheres]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;opacity: 0;[/newclass] [newclass=.iconheres:hover]-moz-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-webkit-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;-o-transition: all 0.9s ease-in-out;opacity:1;[/newclass] [newclass=.notestxt]padding-top:20px;font:small-caps 10px 'arial',serif;color:#fff;text-align:justify;padding:10px;overflow:auto;[/newclass] [newclass=.text-lyrics]display:inline-block;font: italic 9px/100% arial,serif;text-align:center;letter-spacing:1px;width:80%;border-bottom:1px solid #6b859d;line-height:0.1em;margin:10px 0 20px;margin-left:30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.text-lyrics span]background:#252525;padding:0 10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.post]font:10px arial,serif;color:#;padding:0px 20px 0px 0px;height:350px;width:330px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;line-height:130%;position:relative;margin-top:-400px;margin-left:100px;margin-bottom:-150px;[/newclass] [newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar-track]border:1px solid #6b859d;background-color:#6b859d;[/newclass] [newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background-color:#6b859d;[/newclass] [newclass=.post::-webkit-scrollbar]width:4px;background-color:#6b859d;[/newclass] |
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Post by Duke Makise on Jan 11, 2016 0:13:57 GMT -5
Duke looked at the drink with a raised eye brow at the big mother fucker comment.
"Look who's talking."
Duke would accept the drink taking a sip before responding to the question.
"I just transferred to five five two and the wall went up. I requested the school after finding out strong fighters go there... Guess they are national security strong."
Duke said then took another drink, staying standing of course. Duke wasn't much for questions, or hiding anything, but he did have a question.
"You happen to be one of those overly strong guys?"
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Post by Macht Stärke on Jan 11, 2016 6:54:32 GMT -5
Macht chuckled lightly at the comment, figuring it was a good thing the guy had at least a semblance of a sense of humor. "Bad timing then, huh? Unfortunate." Macht took a drink to hide the growing frown that was taking his face over. Not that he particularly pitied the guy before him, but the circumstances painted it fairly clear that what these Apostles were doing was bullshit, and the public held Luca high on a pedestal for it. Disgusting.
"Not overly strong, necessarily strong. But yeah. And I'm looking for other guys who are either tough as nails, or people I can build up to be. You either one?"
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Post by Duke Makise on Jan 12, 2016 21:56:51 GMT -5
Duke would take a hand from his pocket and drop two coins he had bent in his fists onto the table.
"Most of the places I've been the people are usually talk. I heard the rumors of the five five two students and wanted to see it for myself. So how about you evaluate me."
Duke would place a hand on the table kicking off the ground and redirecting the force over the table aiming a kick for Macht's face!
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Post by Macht Stärke on Jan 15, 2016 7:06:01 GMT -5
The coin showing made Macht grin. It was impressive, sure, but nothing he hadn't ever seen before. Still, he appreciated the gesture, offering but a coy shrug as the suggestion was made to evaluate the guy. Even if he had a chance to, Macht wouldn't protest. The kick connected and caused Macht's body to fly back from the force, but he couldn't feel a thing and he was hardly impressed. Skidding backward, Macht caught himself and started cracking his knuckles. This could get fun, but only if it proceeded in the proper direction.
"Alright, big guy, how 'bout you quit holding back so I can evaluate you?"
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Post by Duke Makise on Jan 22, 2016 16:04:52 GMT -5
~That did no damage?~
Duke's face at first was surprised... It slowly began to crumble inward, his jaw clenching to the point teeth were showing, his brows lowering as he focused more and narrowed his eyes a bit. Duke moved in leaned forward, legs spread in long strides and arms low, this was meant to paint his upper body as a target, once within what he suspect was Macht's reach he'd spread the step into splits shooting his right foot out for Macht's right knee, using the previous knowledge that the guy was stacked, he'd use the right foot on his knee as a platform and push off the ground with his hands bringing his left leg around, shooting it up to cross Macht's jaw on the left side, using the power in his legs and arms to make up for his size and lack of real speed.
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Have you had a goddess shine light upon you?
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Post by Hemera/Nyka Day on Jan 22, 2016 18:25:53 GMT -5
Nyka was out and about once more, tralala'ing her way through the barricaded section of town. Today she wore black leggings, a yoga top and some light running shoes. Instead of working out today, she had decided to evaluate the situation around the area.
As she looked left and right, her hair loosely swung back and forth. Violence, pillaging, foraging....the people had turned into animals. Little by little, their humanity was leaving them, the days of past long gone by now. It was how humans tended to act when pushed into a corner. They reverted back to their baser instincts of survival. How sad....
The young woman turned a corner and ended up seeing a few plastered flyers on the wall of a brick building. What could this be..... Upon closer observation, it turned out to be some sort of recruitment for a group known as Apex. She hadn't known much about the gangs and cliques inside of the former school, but she at least knew they existed. Perhaps she should see what this one was about.
After following the directions on the flyer, she ended up staring up at an abandoned warehouse. There was what seemed like a guard standing outside of a door. From within, she could hear noises that sounded like objects being thrown into walls or other objects. "That would be fun to watch," commented the white haired girl, grinning. Approaching the guard, she stared at him with sea-green eyes. "Hey. Won't you let me in to speak with this head honcho of yours? I'm intrigued."
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Post by Macht Stärke on Jan 30, 2016 20:10:04 GMT -5
Even if Macht were capable of adequately reading the guy's movements, he chose not to. At least, not for defense. Instead, he watched to see how he made up for his clear lack of power. Leg tensed as the knee was pressed on, Macht's face recoiled from the force of the kick hard enough to send him skidding back into another table. It didn't hurt, no, but it stung.
"Better," Macht spoke before stepping forward with two long strides and throwing a power front kick with his left foot aimed for the guy's shoulder blades as he was recovering. Hitting at less than a quarter of his full force, Macht meant to gradually view how durable he was.
"Sure thing, lady," Skidz spoke to the girl as she approached. "Patdown comes first though. No weapons in'r out." If she'd let him, Skidz would do a standard patdown and if she was unarmed she'd be let inside.
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