welcome
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.
vote  
credits
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
|
|
NEW RP DISCORD SERVER. CONTACT "Shugo Yuy#5730" ON DISCORD FOR INFO. |
|
|
|
| | | | |
|
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!
|
|
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.
|
|
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.
|
|
Heroes vs Villains [ Minor event ]
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
I don't put the napkin in my lap when I eat, because I trust myself.
|
“
|
|
|
|
|
Global Moderator
|
Post by Rire-chan on Jan 12, 2016 8:41:47 GMT -5
Heroes vs Villains
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - After the bombs drop, each person would be in their respective bunkers, awaiting the nuclear winter to come to an end. Most of you would spend time with your abstinent guppies, possibly having candlelight dinners with them.
However, the nuclear winter seemed to be fixated on raging on for an eternity, determined to antagonize everyone and anyone it could seek. The nuclear winter, and the current world that 552 exists in, however, are not in correlation with the other. The characters would be in a different world, a Victorian Apocalypse setting, in which women possessed huge busts, men possessed absurd mustaches and everyone was speaking in an accent that sounded vaguely like they just threw up their lunch pudding.
Everyone would find themselves in a puzzling supermarket, with scandalous gazes and gasps echoing about, as everyone studied their odd garb, their outrageous hairstyles, and how the female characters do not possessed hairstyles that rivaled the high of the Effiel Tower.
Each character would be inexplicably drawn to the set of caves near the supermarket, with strange little words in them, ranging from 'Dai ppl dai!" to "Dai ppl please dai!" to "Time for people to dai!" to "today, I completed my potty training!"
There was, obviously, only one odd thing.
The sky was swirling an unnatural crimson, the shade darker than any sunset earth could possibly possessed, mixed with astrological star signs upon them. One of the star signs seemed to be glowing particularly harshly, assuming if anyone looked closely.
Why focus on the sky, if you can focus on the potty training stuff written upon the caves?
|
|
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
“
|
|
Seiryu
|
|
|
Pillar
|
Post by Kazuya Hikari on Jan 12, 2016 18:56:30 GMT -5
 Kazuya wasn't even sure what the hell happened. He was in a supermarket, nothing out of the ordinary there... except he had absolutely no idea how he even ended up in the store in the first place. The gazes and gasps that reverberated through the entire store didn't exactly help either. He was entirely out of place, dressed more as a urban samurai than anything else. From the attire of the people scrutinizing him, this appeared to be Victorian era... though your guess is as good as mine how that was even possible.
As he walked out of the store and cast his gaze around the area, his eyes would fall on and be inexplicably drawn to the set of caves located near the supermarket, but not before looking up into the sky above, as it swirled an unnatural dark shade of crimson. His eyes landing on one of the stars that shined far harsher than any of the other stars in the sky, it was unsettling, to say the least. Lowering his head back down, he would cautiously approach the caves, giving the words written a once over.
Cheerful.
He wasn't sure he wanted to know who exactly were the people that ended up dying. Glancing around, making sure no one was around, discretely pointing one hand at one of the entrances of the caves, he would fire a blast of fire, hopefully lighting up the cave as the blast traveled through it enough that he could get an idea of what was further down. He wasn't sure he wanted to know that either. |
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
I'm gonna make you bend and break.
|
“
|
|
THE IRON DRAGON
|
|
|
Dragons
|
Post by Macht Stärke on Jan 13, 2016 3:37:31 GMT -5
 | It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
Macht had been in the middle of his workout when everything went to shit. Wearing nothing but his black-and-red gym shorts and wraps around his hands and feet, the German found himself swinging a heavy fist at the air where his punching back used to be, knuckles shattering a watermelon. He blinked, utterly confused and momentarily figuring he may have been under the influence of the fear toxin, so he looked around hoping to find answers. Only, looking around provided more questions than answers, much to his chagrin. "What the fuck," he started as he gazed not only at the people, but the childish signs and the swirling sky. Wherever he was, now, things weren't how they should be. This was like Fallout meets Assassin's Creed: Syndicate, and shit was bound to only get more and more weird. Thankfully, however, he happened to see a recognizable face and naturally gravitated toward him. "Got any clue what the hell landed us here?" He'd ask Kazuya once he was close enough. For now, Macht simply observed the locals and the sky, searching for anything that stuck out besides what was being made obvious to them. If he saw nothing, well, he'd head over to those ominously labeled caves.
[googlefont="VT323"][googlefont="Oswald"] |
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
Hi ho! Hi ho! It's off to work we go!
|
“
|
|
Bean Monkey
|
|
|
Lightning Gang
|
Post by Aldritch Hexell on Jan 13, 2016 4:18:10 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | Aldritch was in the middle of getting dressed after a refreshing bath when he found himself standing beside the perishable goods area of a supermarket, lucky him he had his pants on. Aldritch quicly wore his tank top and his leather jacket after realizing he wasn't alone in a room anymore. He was confused as to how he got there and a hundred more questions followed, like 'why are these people dressed like they came straight from a vintage photo' and 'have I played too much Fallout?'.
As he stepped out of the store, Aldritch would immediately notice the anomaly happening in the sky, with its unnatural swirl and shade of crimson that was same as his eyes. Aldritch would only get a lot more puzzled with this sight. Then, he'd see a set of caves and two familiar faces. The school captain and one of the pillars, Macht and Kazuya. "What a good day to be in a real life Fallout simulation, isn't it? Though it looks like it'll rain today. Weather reports says, expect strong gusts of death coming from the west." He'd say as he were to approach the two and observe the set of caves himself.
"I'd say we go find the man who wrote these..." He'd say in a deadpan tone. "And teach him how to spell." He added, breaking the mood.
■ ■
Here I Am |
MADE BY VEL OF GS |
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
I don't put the napkin in my lap when I eat, because I trust myself.
|
“
|
|
|
|
|
Global Moderator
|
Post by Rire-chan on Jan 13, 2016 10:42:15 GMT -5
|
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
Lets take over the world, together
|
“
|
|
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Kaitaro of Crimson on Jan 13, 2016 11:26:33 GMT -5
This was an akward situation for Kai. His day started off normally with breakfast of cold pizza and a small amount of vodka. He went back into his room with his 'meal' and booted up his computer. He didn't bother getting dressed since he was just going to be alone in his room all day. All he was wearing was his boxers and a tank top, along with a pair of wireless headphones. He sat down in his chair and clicked on a video on YouTube.
Just as soon as the video loaded, it was gone, along with everything else. He found himself sitting on the floor in a store of sorts, perhaps a supermarket. There were numerous gasps and stares in his direction. He was in the middle of a supermarket in his underwear. But something was off, everyone looked like they came from an old history book or something. He stood up and got a sense of his place. From the window he could see three figures that seemed out of place with the rest. Aldritch he had spotted right away; the pale skin was a dead giveaway. The second was he identified as Macht, the school captain. The third he didn't know, but it reminded him of a ninja or something. He decided it would be best to go and join them.
As soon as he stepped outside, he immediatly noticed the deep red of the sky. It was unnerving, to say the least. Most of the time when the sky turns red it means that evil is about to strike. Whether or not it was true about today, he walked over to where the other three would be standing in front of a cave. "Excuse my attire gentlemen. And also, can anyone tell me WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!?!"
|
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
Hello, I'm new here! Looking forward to joining this community :)
|
“
|
|
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Elliot Smith on Jan 13, 2016 14:14:05 GMT -5
Elliot was utterly shocked and confused. He was almost a hundred percent sure that he had been wondering the school corridors to get to know the layout of his new environment when suddenly, he appeared to be in a small supermarket, with people repeatedly asking what he was wearing and where he came from. No-one else seemed to look normal at all, and their accents were extremely weird- they didn't sound like they were from America at all.
For a few seconds, he stood silently, taking in his surroundings and trying to think of a logical explanation for what was happening and why it was happening. The best idea he had was that the lunch he had at school today contained some kind of drug. Let's be honest, it probably was not that so he could just put that idea aside. Elliot looked outside to see the sky was an unnerving shade of crimson red, and there werefour people- one of them with just his underwear on- that seemed to be almost normal to him.
Elliot went outside to go to the four men and stood just behind them. He thought he might have seen them briefly across the corridors of the school. They seemed just as out of place as he did at least, so Elliot didn't even bother to ask them was going on, as they probably had already asked.
Instead, he focused his attentions on the caves that lay in front of him, and he had a really bad feeling.
|
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
Have you had a goddess shine light upon you?
|
“
|
|
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Hemera/Nyka Day on Jan 13, 2016 19:09:43 GMT -5
It was an every day kind of run. Hemera was huffing and puffing as she completed her 5th mile and began to start her 6th. In her head, Nyka was simply delighted and was humming cadences. Hemera had headphones in to drown her out. Her tights clung to her thighs and her loose shirt bounced lightly as her feet struck the ground. One step then the next and one eye blink later, she was in a strange area.
Some kind of food mart surrounded her as she skidded to a stop. Hemera pulled one headphone out and loud music could be heard from the hanging earbud, causing several people to back away and murmur to one another behind their hands. "Umm.....okay....." said Hemera quietly. She carefully exited the store and noticed the sky's strange coloring. "This is getting weirder by the second. Nyka, you know what's going on?"
"Not at all, love," cooed the raven-haired counterpart.
Sighing, she began to walk in one direction and got lost in thought. What was going on here? How could she be here? Where was here? Eventually, she ran into someone and began to apologize. "I'm so sorry! I didn't..." She trailed off as she saw who it was. "Kaitaro. Funny you're here, too."
|
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
Having perfected our disguise, we search for someone we can't fool.
|
“
|
|
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Siobhan Arden on Jan 13, 2016 21:45:18 GMT -5
Siobhan hated ruffles. Frills. Lace. Her entire attire stood out drastically with the sports bra and spandex shorts to compare. The downright nasty looks she was receiving from other women completely shrouded in nothing but fabric were echoing one word in common. Scowling to herself, she was actually quite annoyed that she had been interrupted during her dance routine. Clenching her fist, she slammed it into a nearby carton of tomatoes in anger, satisfying with the splattering that followed. Hallucinations or kidnapping, she was pretty sick of things hindering her. Spinning sharply on her heel, she shoved past multiple confused and scandalized customers, storming outside.
"Holes. Holes with potty training mantras on them. Is this some kind of joke!?"
Siobhan muttered to herself, feeling the agitation rise in her bloodstream. She didn't have time to play around with a bunch of inconsiderate assholes. If she had this kind of time, Siobhan would've been doing more productive things like, oh maybe preparing for a war. Glancing up to the sky and taking in its crimson shade, briefly the girl wondered for the first time if there was something more deeper than a miserable prank going on. Shaking herself, she stopped at the edge of the pit and looked down. Disgusted, she turned away, planning on interrogating someone about the situation.
"This is a waste of time."
|
|
|
|
Post by Levi Kayamei on Jan 13, 2016 23:50:05 GMT -5
Levi power slid around a corner on his motorcycle at high speed, his tires screeching as the Apostles pursued behind him. He was faster than them, but they had the guns, though they hadn't opened fire just yet, thankfully. Still he weaved to make himself a harder target looking back to verify his lead. When he looked back he was somewhere else entirely and he was quickly heading straight towards a familiar looking, giant German standing in a cave. "SHIT!!" Levi turned sharply as he leaned away from his friend, his tires squealing, halting him just in time. The smell of burnt rubber filled the air as he took in his surroundings. The sky was something straight out of a video game and the odd writings inside the cave looked like something off of a murderer's blog or possibly 4chan. Levi removed his helmet and dismounted his bike, walking towards Macht with a bewildered expression on his face as he recognized many of the students from 552 among of the people around them. "Uhh what the hell is going on? Any idea where we are?" |
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
I can't lose you now. How will I survive?
|
“
|
|
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Melanie Rose on Jan 21, 2016 0:30:40 GMT -5
Melanie was behind her store whipping cans off a ledge when she went to whip another and her entire scene changed. Instead of the can falling off the ledge, her whip made contact with a woman's behind. She gasped and ran behind the crowd of people gathering to stare at her. Their conversations all about her and her strange shirt, her exposed thighs, her low cut v-neck, her Converse shoes.
"What is wrong with my shoes?" She'd shout. Silence. When no answer came, she'd head outside. Red? That's totally odd. Texas skies never looked like that. Even with all the bad sand storms. The more she looked at the sky the more she noticed the stars weren't right. "Where the hell am i?"
Something was pulling her towards... caves? OK. Well, I ain't finding any answers here. Wait, are those... 552 kids? I'm not the only one here? Melanie let her whip form back into a rose and put it in her pocket. Man she really wished she had brought her satchel. The shop wasn't locked either. People better not be stealing her Blood Splatter Orchids. They were new this week. On special really.
Coming up on the cave entrance, she would look at the walls. "What the actual fuck?"
|
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
Let's sleep through the end of this world.
|
“
|
|
❝ Iconoclast ❞
|
|
|
Lightning Gang
|
Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 23, 2016 11:41:39 GMT -5
Ira was mentally having a conversation with her persona, Eye-rah, as they debate over the deeper meanings of life, and the beauty of soccer moms. As she continued, her eyes landed on the glowing stars, as her face resumed an extremely odd expression, alternating between her giving many fucks, and her giving no fucks.
As she begin shooting winks at the ladies giving her scandalous gasp, she resumed her swagger down, towards the cave, utterly unaware of the sinister presence it possessed.
|
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
I don't put the napkin in my lap when I eat, because I trust myself.
|
“
|
|
|
|
|
Global Moderator
|
Post by Rire-chan on Jan 23, 2016 12:08:03 GMT -5
"This is Gospel, for the fallen ones."
_________________________________
Boards of the houses would fall randomly, and windows would be evidently cracked as the 552 teenagers made their way past the murmuring masses, to the cave. There was no sunlight in the place. Everything was bathed in a soft crimson, and everything seemed entirely devoid of life. The people walked about with daunting, dark circles under their eyes, and the 552 teenagers seemed to be the most alive, the most fresh, among the scent of death reeking the air in the market place. However, aside from the reddened eyes, the ridiculously beehives hairstyle that could probably hide your mother, and the mustaches that would give Hitler a run for his money. something confusing was obstructing their paths, and rather obnoxiously so.
"YOU ONLY WANT ME FOR PETRALIN!" The man would be standing before the teenagers, with a bowl full of water, and a goldfish swimming peacefully about inside. He would be screaming angrily at his golden, his face scarlet from the wrath he was experiencing.
"IF I DIDN'T FEED YOU, YOU WOULD ABANDON ME!'
"Nonsense," The goldfish said reasonably. "I'm stuck in the bowl. I couldn't leave you even if I wanted to."
"It's a lie! You are mutating! Confess!" He screeched.
"That's absurd. You are losing your mind."
He cackled knowingly. "I see you. I see you." He said, each word louder than the last.
With one earth-shattering crash, he would smashed the bowl repeatedly on the floor, punching away at every shard continuously, but the fish would simply walk out of the bowl, shaking it's head almost in pity. The man would not gaze at the goldfish, but merely stand up, his eyes full of tears as he drew a ring of huge, jangling keys out of his pocket.
Turning around to scowl at the teenagers, he would motion them closer, taking a look at each of them. "Let's go." He said with a tone of finality, as he continued towards the cave, and stepped in the cave before looking at the teenagers expectantly.
|
|
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
I'm gonna make you bend and break.
|
“
|
|
THE IRON DRAGON
|
|
|
Dragons
|
Post by Macht Stärke on Jan 23, 2016 12:22:21 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
he said once more. This goldfish guy - and his walking goldfish - were about the weirdest things he'd seen in a long time, and he went through the FEAR project. Watching the entire thing curiously, he felt a little uneasy when the guy told them to follow him. Still, it didn't look like they had any other options, so Macht bit the bullet and played along. For now. "I swear, if this guy ends up being a psycho murderer..."Macht stuck to observing the cave once he entered. He would be at the front of the group on defense, and he'd drag Hex along with him. Whatever they ran into, it'd be best to have the toughest dudes at the forefront just in case things went to shit.
[googlefont="VT323"][googlefont="Oswald"] |
|
|
|
user is offline ●
|
|
I can't lose you now. How will I survive?
|
“
|
|
|
|
|
No Group
|
Post by Melanie Rose on Jan 23, 2016 13:23:58 GMT -5
Melanie would stop walking and look at the man screaming at his bowl. Ha! Yup, he's lost it! She'd continue to walk toward the group of 552ers before stopping dead in her tracks once more. Did that fish just talk? What the actual fuck? Melanie could not believe it, it was all she could do to just listen to the conversation back and forth about leaving. Really? Leaving? It's a fish, for Christ's sake! But then the man did something inconceivable. He smashed the bowl on the ground and repeatedly stomped on it. Melanie jumped back, surprised he could do such a thing. Then the fish walked away. "What. The. Fuck... Did I just see?" Finally she found her voice. Melanie looked around to see if the others had seen the same thing she had.
The man looked up and pulled a set of keys out of his pocket, looked at them and calmly told them to follow him. Melanie shook her head vigorously. "Nope, I have seen this movie. No fucking way." But then others followed. "Shit. Fine. Let's all go to the super creepy cave with the super creepy mad man. Sounds like a fucking ball." Melanie Looked around the group, deciding where she should stand. Where could she go and not get in the way but still be able to help if needed. Seemed Macht was taking point, As School Captain, it seemed only right.
Then she saw him. Kazuya was here too. Her heart sank. Not him. Not him, too. She didn't want him to have to go through this. What if... Melanie couldn't bear to let the thought continue. She supposed them both being here was fate, after all, he had promised he would always protect her. She prayed it would be alright. She tried to make light of the situation. "Fancy seeing you here." She would try and fake a smile, but it turned out more like a worried grimace.
|
|
|
