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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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Everytime this world changed, I destroyed what I wanted to protect without realizing it.
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Jan 28, 2016 10:07:04 GMT -5
That's probably a bad idea.
I thought to myself as I once more took a sip of the flask while taking a few steps back. Kaboom. And I was right. That was a bad idea. Huh... Maybe I should have said something? Or put a lightning shield in the way or something. Oh well. There was still plenty left.
I turned around to look in Valo's direction as he spoke. Valo and Levi planned to knock some sense into Leon huh? Capping the flask I held, I brought my arms up to form an X in front of me before shooting them down to either side of my body. As I did, two wings made of pure blue electricity would sprout from my back. Looking up and over to where Valo was headed, the wings would flap, creating a large gust of wind. The others wouldn't be affected by it except for perhaps their hair following majestically. Or if they weren't so lucky, unmajestically. Nonmajestically? Either way the gust of wind combined with a jump, propelled me enough to reach Leon with Valo.
As we got there, I weighed my options very carefully. I would then take a few steps forward and once I was almost within arms reach of Leon, I would disappear in a blur. I Blitzkrieged forward and attempted to grab Leon around the back with my left arm as I did so. If successful, we would be shot straight forward, barreling through whatever obstacles were in the way of us. As we did, I narrowed my eyes trying to keep a look out of what was ahead. I would uncap the flask with my right thumb and take a sip as we Blitzkrieged. If I had managed to grab Leon, I would offer the flask to him as well.
"Want some?"
SEED: Wings of Light Tier 5 Grants the users wings of pure, hardened lighting. Once per post when used, they can release and non-damaging gust that propel the user in one direction at a speed of 1 x INT. These wing are physical and can be used in other ways, they cannot be used to fly. Once per 25 INT. 1/2 Blitzkrieg: Str For one post per 15 int, Soran can propel himself forward with a burst of qi energy that offers a speed bonus equal to +30 DEX. If, during this charge, he collides with his target, any further attacks he makes on them are treated as having +10 Str, though the qi burst bonus is lost. 1/4
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Post by Vivi Perish on Jan 28, 2016 17:39:58 GMT -5
AND WE'LL ALL DANCE ALONE TO THE TUNE OF YOUR DEATH
WE'LL LOVE AGAIN, WE'LL LAUGH AGAIN
AND IT'S BETTER OFF THIS WAY
Vivi was late to the show, but it looked like there was still quite a bit to see.
As she approached the dilapidated sky scraper, she noted the massive crate being shoved out the side and the people dispersed near or around it. She walked past Macht, Knuckles, and everyone else surrounding the crate but kept a safe distance of several yards between herself and them. Aside from a preliminary glance at each of them, she avoided looking their way in hopes to show she meant no harm.
So far, it looked like Apex would be taking the supplies, and noticing the girl with them who she recognized from LG, Vivi couldn’t help but wonder if the two gangs were in it together. After the wall, even finding something to eat had proven difficult, so seeing the crate dragged away caused a crease to form between her brows. Maybe they meant to divvy it up later? You never knew. Apex had never struck her as a group of bad people, though they weren’t opposed to using force to get their way. But that was typical. Vivi silently made her way toward Valo and the men around him, her lips pressed together in a tight line.
“Looks like you've all been busy," she shoved her hands into her pockets and glanced at Valo, “Do you know what they plan to do with that?”
She only spoke loudly enough for him and those around to hear. The violet haired girl wiped a smudge of dirt off her face with her sleeve, and studied her surroundings.
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"Welcome to the end of your life, and I promise it's going to hurt."
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Post by Leon Sudeki on Jan 29, 2016 22:47:03 GMT -5
Leon rubbed his forehead for a moment looking to Valo... All he saw was the figure and other shadows. His vision was blurry, but the voice... It sounded like it was coming from far away, being shouted down a noisy hallway. Leon knew it was Valo, but honestly, was it? Di it matter? Was Valo an ally? A man Leon considered family... Yet he had considered the fools from the original LG his family, yet he had to kill them... Why was this any different? This man wasn't LG, he had turned away, like Levi, like the Hollows, like so many others. No, how could this be different? Had there been betrayal? No, Leon couldn't think straight he felt it, he knew it. Too many questions he needed to settle down, get off the battle field. No blood, no fighting. That's what his sister had once said. Think of her, live for her, bring peace so that all can enjoy it. Before Leon could respond to Valo he was grabbed and shot through a few concrete and metal bars, a wall. His body feeling the pain from the impacts vibrating through his form, clouding his thoughts even more. Leon would push off his assailant and turn to face the one who dare, the figure, the shadow. It spoke, but the distance was great, it had made it's intentions clear already, words unneeded. Leon dropped his hands to his sides, the weighted parts of his armor being shot from their latches by the sudden burst of energy. The LG tattoo on his body expanding quickly to cover his face and through the whites of his right eye. The dark blue ink now stretched like bolts of lightning screaming through his body in a sickening aura of rage and power. "Where is my enemy..." Leon spoke more to himself than to anyone, a statement to warn those who may not mean him harm, but had found their own downfall in him. Lifting his right hand to point to his right enough for the sword Totsuka-no-Tsurugi to expand from the tattoo in his right hand. The seven foot blade being but a feather in his hand, while he turned so his left faced the shadow. "Today, my enemy dies..." Leon would swing the blade horizontally as he approached Shugo moving at half speed, but when the slice came it would be in full speed about six feet back. The look on Leon's face was not a smirk, or smile. It was blank rage. Str*: 89 Dex*: 93 Con*: 95 Wis*: 67 (77 LG Tattoo) Int*: 97 1/5
Totsuka-no-Tsurugi: One post per 15 Int, Leon can summon the Totsuka no Tsurugi within his right hand, and any strikes with it deal his full Int in damage. Those struck with it are marked, increasing the damage of the next strike from the blade by an additional 1/4 Int, up to a cap of 200% Leon's Int. Stacks last a max of two rounds if the opponent has not been cut again. A cap of two marks can be stacked per opponent per round. 1`/5
Lightning Gang Tattoo: This item reacts to each LG member, so the more the merrier. The item gives the user +10 to a chosen stat (Which must be decided by the activating member for the thread), and another member of the gang +5. The other member's tattoo activates giving them +10 and the original member +5. Working with each other for a total of +15. If a third member member or more were to get involved the tattoo would give the activating member +5, and each other member +5. As well as Vice Versa. This effect only lasts for 1 post per 10 Intelligence. To get the bonus from the tattoo's activation the members must be in the same thread and in active combat. So if two members are fighting and one is watching or eating pizza instead. The tattoo does not activate for the one observing, just the two fighting. 1/7
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Jan 30, 2016 11:11:47 GMT -5
When Leon shrugged me off, I would quickly cap my flask. Performing a diagonal flip in mid air, I would land on my feet sliding back a meter. Uncapping the flask again, I would take a sip as I watched Leon's transformation. Man this was going to be a bitch.
"Yeah you said that last time buddy."
As he came in, I pivoted so that my left side would be diagonal in facing him. Quickly, I threw my right hand forward, attempting to splash some of the alcohol from my flask in Leon's face just before dropping the flask, while simultaneously pulling my left arm up to protect my side, my left palm facing outwards towards him. The Hero's Mark would expel from my left arm as a blue circular lightning shield formed on top of my arm. Rotating my wrist downwards, I activated the blue lightning blade grabbing a hold of it with my right hand making sure my palm would be facing Leon, coming down to guard over top the lightning shield.
As Leon's blade came smashing towards me, the lightning blade would shatter in resistance against it, taking up most of the blow. Meaning the lightning shield was able to hold the rest of the force to keep it from reaching my body.
Hero's Mark: The user can create a 2.5 foot diameter solid shield of electricity, that forms in front of his left/right arm (Pick which arm you want it to form from for the thread.) The shield can take up to 3/4 of the user INT, before it shatters. This shield can be given away as part of the post that it was created. If so the shield stays for the next post made of the person taking it, the user can keep this shield going for 1 post per 15 INT. If the shield is in another person's possession, any usages apply to the next post made by that person after, or to the end of the next round of posting if that person fails to post. 4/4 Band of the Fallen King: The mechanism on this glove activates a lightning blade that can be used for 1 post per 15 INT. The strength of the blade is determined by INT. -15 to Mark of Fallen Pool Mark of Fallen: Allows the user to gain additional pool of ability item usages equal to half of the user's INT. Usages are shared between items. Pool Equals 32. Mark of Fallen Remainder: 17 STR | 62 DEX | 60 CON | 57 WIS | 59 INT | 62
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Feb 1, 2016 13:47:36 GMT -5
Turning his head slightly to look behind him over at Nyka, Kazuya would watch her dash off towards the others situated around the crate, before turning his head back towards Valo. His face unreadable as he watched Ira blow open the crate, while it confirmed the contents of the crate were in fact, food, it could've also been a very foolish move, for there could've been highly explosive contents inside as well. Casually folding his arms across his chest, his head would whip around as his eyes flared momentarily as a familiar voice spoke up. Seeing the figure the voice belonged to, it took everything Kazuya had not to charge at Alexei and attack full-force, but now was not the time. So it seemed Nyka was in it only for herself, align herself with the winning side. Smart, but the young fools comment would not be forgotten so soon. He didn't want, but if he had to, he would raise his blades against her.
Perhaps in the end, it will not be them who were the young fools, but her. Only time would tell. Keeping his rage in check, slowly, he would calm down, and turning his head slightly to the side, he would give Valo a slight nod of his head, before watching his leader take off towards the half-destroyed building Leon was currently raging inside of. Turning his attention back to the matter at hand, he would momentarily glance over as he saw a familiar face approach, giving Vivi a slight bow of his head, before glancing back over at the crate. With her here, Hyperion may have a slightly better chance of keeping the crate here, so the contents may be divided evenly among the groups, but it looked like Apex wasn't about to let the crate out of their hands just yet. For now, Kazuya would continue to keep an eye on the crate and the others surrounding it, ready to move in should something happen.
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 2, 2016 12:36:37 GMT -5
This whole situation was getting heated. Knuckles would have hopped off the crate shortly after speaking to Valo. Landing and crossing his arms as Ira lit the top on fire. His belief was that opening the crate could have waited. Snorting, he would direct his attention elsewhere.
It seemed Leon had finally woken his lazy ass up. And man did he seem grumpy. But that wasn't his problem to deal with. Knuckles would nonchalantly cock his head toward Macht and voice his current opinion.
"The longer we sit here, the bigger the target becomes."
His single hazel hue would circle his surroundings once again before settling upon the one that had been on the stage the day that girl Zoe had died. It would squint toward him slightly, before he would nudge Macht again.
"We gotta get this shit outta here."
He wasn't concerned about what the others thought. If they wanted to fight about it, they could do it elsewhere. Who knew if this was a ploy on part of Luca and his Apostles. Alexei showing up seemed to point in that direction.
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Post by Hemera/Nyka Day on Feb 7, 2016 20:32:01 GMT -5
Nyka hadn't been answered yet by Alexei, but she had figured as much. She wasn't concerned about it though. Things were getting interesting with the pawns behind her. Shifting her eyes towards the group again, she saw a fight about to break out between the boy from the other day and another member. Ayden was his name, if she remembered right. Nyka had nothing to do with him, however, so she simply stood there and watched the battle ensue. It was only moments later that a sharp pain shot through her body and doubled her over, an audible gasp sounding. What in the- Another pain tore through her and caused her vision to blur. 'I won't let you do this to these people!' Hemera screamed from within. Another tearing sensation ripped through her and Nyka was out. Her body suddenly collapsed and hit the ground, her head making contact with the concrete flooring.
Hemera had fought to get Nyka's attention for a while now, and the only way she could do that was to break free. Forcefully. Within the cage in her mind, she had rammed herself against the door until the lock popped. She saw the couch that Nyka liked to lounge on, a dim light shining from somewhere above. Looking around, she saw no one else with her. Thank goodness. She couldn't handle more than Nyka. It'd be a helluva surprise to see someone else there. Staring up into the darkness, she yelled, "Let's go, you bitch! I'm getting control of my body back!" "You wanted to go? Let's go, then!" Nyka appeared from nothing, a punch coming towards Hemera's face. She quickly dodged it and directed a kick at Nyka's side. The kick connected and sent Nyka a few feet away. Surprise lined the raven-haired girl's face as she stood. Her chains rattled as did so. "So, you've been practicing in here, have you, little one?" "I sure have. It's about time you rest in here for a while. I'm getting control." "I see. What will you do now? Everyone will look at you differently, now that I've divulged my plan," Nyka smirked, a giggle escaping her pursed lips. Hemera couldn't help but cringe. Anytime Nyka laughed, nothing good would come of it. "I'm going to set things right," Hemera stated defiantly, crouching down. "You know what? I grow tired of you. Go ahead. See if they'll listen. It'll make for good entertainment." Nyka wandered towards the couch and jumped onto it, the chains on her extremities laying limp along the edges. "You'll need me again, Hemera." "Yeah, well, right now? I don't." Hemera ran at Nyka and jumped, flipping and landing a drop kick along Nyka's abdomen. A small cry came from the girl, but nothing else could be said as Hemera situated herself atop her and wrapped her fingers around the raven haired girl's throat. "You will not control me like this again! Learn your lesson and stay down, dog!" Tighter and tighter she squeezed, her azure eyes staring at Nyka's sea-green ones. She could feel herself becoming lightheaded, as was the consequence for trying to kill part of your soul. Still she pressed on until, finally, she was lost to the fade of unconsciousness.
Hemera came to slowly, her eyes trying to focus. Was she back? She brought a slender hand up to her face and clenched it, slamming it into the ground. Concrete...sharp pain...headache...yep. She was back. Looking up, she saw a multitude of people surrounding a crate of sorts. So this is what she'd been watching. She glanced between faces until she saw Ayden's again. He had his wings out once more. They really were magnificent.... She shook her head and pushed herself up to a sitting position, then a standing. If there was going to be a fight, she needed to be ready. She pointed her eyes towards Ayden and shouted, "Ayden! Fly!"
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Post by Siobhan Arden on Feb 7, 2016 22:26:59 GMT -5
Siobhan leaned over the top of the crate, poking her head down to see what was inside. Surprise surprise, it was a bunch of supplies. A lot of it too. Feeling disinterested now that the Christmas present to the terrorists had been revealed, Siobhan drew back, wandering over to her leader this time, still refusing to concern herself with the ridiculous amount of fighting going on.
Want to know a great way to send up a flag in a red zone? Demolish an entire building then start fighting with completely, and utterly ridiculous powers.
Siobhan rolled her eyes, stopping beside Knuckles, to whom she looked up at with the most honest expression she'd worn in days.
"So, how do you suggest we get this one back to headquarters?"
The girl would then glance around them at everyone else, wondering why in this man's presence especially, she felt the most comfortable. Ignoring the stab of guilt when her eyes wandered over Valo's standing form, she returned back to Knuckles with an expectant look, exhaustion ringing the outsides of her eyes. Siobhan, in all honesty, was ready for the day to be over. This beginning war to be over. Already prepared for an eternal sleep, she hoped that Knuckles's next words would be ones she would gladly welcome.
"Unless you're planning on having a picnic with everyone."
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