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.
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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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Hi ho! Hi ho! It's off to work we go!
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Bean Monkey
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Lightning Gang
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Feb 7, 2016 2:44:23 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | To: That Girl
Wanna get something to eat? My treat.
Message Sent
Aldritch looked at his phone as the message was delivered and kept staring at its screen until she would finally reply. If she were to say yes, he'd probably bring her to a restaurant of her choice. What was this called again? A date? The mere thought of it made the albino blush, especially ever since that day. No, it wasn't a date, it was just a casual lunch with a friend, nothing more.
"Hmmm... Maybe I should buy some flowers..."
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Let's sleep through the end of this world.
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❝ Iconoclast ❞
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Post by Ira Defaire on Feb 7, 2016 3:06:24 GMT -5
WORD COUNT: 170
BY MINNIE OF WW then the time for being sad is over,
Blinking, Ira stared at her phone that flashed briefly. She rolled over in her burrito of blankets, and reached out to to cover the speaker that was beeping incessantly. Frowning, she squinted at the words of the screen, unsure if she was reading it right.
Combing through her hair, she reluctantly shifted out of her bed and began typing away at her phone uncertainly. The text was a surprised, she certainly wasn't expecting to hear from him anytime soon, considering their recent awkward exchange.
Chewing on her lips, she stuck her head into the closet and begin digging around for her clothes, her hand moving through the thick fabrics and thin patterned shorts. She pulled her sweater aside, and slowly pulled her white blouse, along with her jacket, shorts and tights as she pressed send.
What's the catch?
I don't even want to know. I'll be here. - - and you'll miss them like you miss no other.
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Hi ho! Hi ho! It's off to work we go!
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Feb 7, 2016 6:25:06 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | As soon as his phone buzzed to notify her reply, he would Immediately scurry towards his makeshift drawer, which is a bunch of boxes where he kept his stuff, and picked up his leather jacket, a pair of black jeans, and a plain white muscle shirt.
As soon as he got dressed, he'd immediately head over towards Ira's house. She was lucky enough to have her house inside the district, while him on the other hand is living in a garage of an unfinished construction site.
Upon reaching her house, Aldritch would knock, only after hesitating at first. It was too familiar, like the start of of that awkward day. "Hey, I'm here."
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Let's sleep through the end of this world.
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❝ Iconoclast ❞
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Post by Ira Defaire on Feb 7, 2016 6:51:09 GMT -5
She is beauty, she is grace.
 she will punch you in the face.
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| Her hand hovered over the door knob hesitantly as she bit her lip. She wasn't sure if she should fake a sickness and pretended that she was on the verge of throwing up simply out of the hope that she could get out of the date and never look back.
Opening the door, she felt her heart lurched slightly, before she slammed the door shut, watching it shudder unsteadily, much like her heartbeat.
Opening the door once more, she swallowed painfully and exited her house, closing the door behind her with a soft click, while she slowly loosened the shoelaces on her shoes before she slipped them on. Her hair was a soft brown curtain, shielding her flushed face while she tied her laces.
"McDonalds?" She finally asked, barely looking at him as she did.
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Hi ho! Hi ho! It's off to work we go!
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Feb 9, 2016 3:45:01 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | "Umm... Yeah... I was actually planning to bring you there..." Obviously, he wasn't, he was glad she gave him her preferred place to eat already, at least that's one less thing to think about. He would look at the brunette as she tied her lace, he was thankful she was doing her laces, or else, she might have seen his red face.
"Should we... uh... walk?"
Aldritch suddenly felt a bit dizzy, it felt like a Déjà vu all of a sudden, with him standing in front of her house, just like that time...
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Post by Ira Defaire on Feb 9, 2016 9:03:20 GMT -5
She is beauty, she is grace.
she will punch you in the face.
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| Shaking her head, she moved up and pressed a finger against the button of the elevator. Her eyes remained on the dull metal doors, unsure what type of topic she should seize as a conversational topic with him. Her chewed fingernails dug against her palm, as she watched, from the window at the story they were in, the set of apartment next to them. The lights were flickering.
"How have you been?" She asked, almost gently.
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