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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.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2016 23:24:12 GMT -5
Grace was walking around the district wondering what in the hell she's doing, she was transferred here just a bit ago and she was stuck here, her phone was confiscated by the guards and she couldn't communicate with her grandmother or go home to her, Grace was stuck in between the turmoil between two parties which she didn't know anything about, Grace stopped in a nearby alley and sat on the ground, she sat there because this place had been shown to be violent. She started to drift asleep after walking around and running away from danger for awhile, the danger had been a group of thugs that she didn't know were close behind her.
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Post by Zoe on Feb 13, 2016 23:32:27 GMT -5
"You shouldn't sleep here. You might end up getting hurt."
The red haired girl looked down on the older girl. She was younger than the seemingly sleeping girl- and about a foot shorter. She didn't seem to notice the thugs getting closer as her eyes looked down to the older girl. Tatiana crouched down to stare at her. "You aren't a terrorist are you?" she asked rather innocently.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2016 23:42:59 GMT -5
"Hmm?" Grace was awoke from her sleep and looked at the younger, shorter girl, "A terrorist...? No why..?" Grace was puzzled and looked over at the thugs approaching, "Oh, shit, uhh, we might wanna dash... or if you wanna stay n' fight we can." Grace looked again at the thugs the one leading had a combat knife, "On second though... maybe we should run." Grace picked herself up from the floor and advanced and towards the thugs and taking a quick right around the corner leaving the girl behind.
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Post by Zoe on Feb 13, 2016 23:52:33 GMT -5
Tatiana nodded softly as the girl confirmed that she wasn't a terrorist. That was good. Her brother needed more soldiers. When the thugs showed up, she turned to face them in silence. The other girl said something about fighting, but then when the blade was pulled out- she ran. Tataiana didn't move as the girl ran and left her there. The knife indicated that these men were terrorists. If they were set on attacking her, a member of the Apostles, then they would be dealt with. Pulling out a pen, Tatiana raised her hand to point it at the man before raising it and bringing it down. The pen would glow as a thin line of light was left behind- as if she was writing on air.
Then, she turned the pen. The line moved like a blade coming from the pen. As the man moved to try and stab at her- clearly afraid, Tatiana brought the thin blade down over his shoulder. The blade tore through his body and left nothing but a bloody heap of a man on the ground- dead. After that, Tatiana would lean forward and sprint through the other thugs- cutting them down through the belly.
Tatiana would stop at the corner the girl fled around before flicking the blood off her thin blade. Peeking around the corner, the bloodied girl spoke.
"The terrorists are gone now."
Qi Name: Line Maker Description: The qi is channeled through a slim silver pen. When active, it glows a bright white color. Power: For one post per 15 Int the girl's pen acts as a 3D printer of sorts. She can write on any surface, even air and leave behind a solid Qi Energy construct. The constructs are as thin as the trail left by the pen- so think of a 3D Printing Pen in it's application. The constructs can have the strength of her INT. She can use the drawings as a weapon to deal melee damage, but she can only keep up one complicated construct at a time. The constructs only remain for as long as the ability is activated. Only she may activate the pen as it's her qi energy being channeled through it.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2016 0:00:41 GMT -5
"The terrorists are gone now." Grace whipped around just as the girl said that and stopped running, she looked at the girl and stared at her, she was covered in blood, Grace looked down at her hand and she was holding a pen, "You... a... how?" Grace stared at the girl and continued walking towards her and looked around the wall, Grace came back around the corner and turned her back to the girl, her stomach couldn't hold the gore and she threw up on the ground, "I guess you have to do what you have to do." Grace made a weak smirk and turned back around, "You got anything to wipe this off?"
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Post by Zoe on Feb 14, 2016 0:03:29 GMT -5
Tatiana blinked as the other girl looked over the bodies and then vomited. Was she ill? Oh no... Did the terrorists do something to her? A look of concern flashed across her face momentarily before the girl asked if she had anything to wipe something off of. Tatiana tilted her head to the side curiously. "Eh? Wipe... off what?" [/b] she asked. The girl seemed honestly baffled.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2016 0:06:20 GMT -5
Grace pointed to the small portion of bile on her shirt, and looked at the girl again asking, "So how'd you do it?" she gave the girl a stare down, and couldn't believe she just stood there covered in the blood of her enemies.
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Post by Zoe on Feb 14, 2016 0:09:18 GMT -5
Tatiana blinked at the sight of the vomit on the girl's shirt. "Oh! Yes!" She reached into her pocket to pull out a white handkerchief before handing it to her. She didn't seem to even consider cleaning the blood off of her clothes or face. When Tatiana was asked how she killed the men, she blinked once more.
"I killed them because they were terrorists. I simply cut them down."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2016 0:13:20 GMT -5
"Yeah thanks." Grace proceeded to wipe the vomit off of her shirt, and asked "I suppose you don't want it again." she continued, "But how did you kill them, you only have a pen." Grace stared at the pen to see if anything was different about it, but it was just a plain ol' silver pen. "I'm guessing you're just a skilled fighter or something, you with one of these gangs you seem to handle this very well.".
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Post by Zoe on Feb 14, 2016 0:16:59 GMT -5
Tatiana nodded. "You may keep it," she spoke firmly. When asked how she killed the men with a pen, the girl tilted her head. "Eh? I just stabbed them." Oddly enough, the pen had no blood on it. Tatiana would slide the pen into her pocket before answering the girl's next question.
"I'm not with the terrorists calling themselves gangs. I am with the Apostles! We are going to save the city!"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2016 0:21:18 GMT -5
"Apostles?" Grace looked at the girl puzzled, "Who are the Apostles and how are you going to save the city? I mean look I just got transferred here I have no idea whats happening." She looked around, "Who's work was all this destruction? The terrorists you speak of?" Grace was full of questions because of this weird atmosphere she had put herself into and wanted to know what was going on.
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Post by Zoe on Feb 14, 2016 0:24:49 GMT -5
Tatiana nodded. "The Apostles were sent here to deal with the rising terrorism in this district of the city," she explained. The girl crossed her arms before smiling brightly. "My brother, Alexei, helps lead them! He's one of the highest ranking officers!" She seemed very proud of her big brother Alexei.
"If you were put in the District, it was either because of your history or personal connections- but the terrorists are the gangs- and they're the ones to blame for the walls going up. Once they're gone, the wall goes down."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2016 0:33:08 GMT -5
"Oh, makes sense, I was supposed to be transferred to the school but I guess they just transferred me even though it's not safe, strange huh?" Grace continued "So where are all the students then?" Grace still had tons of questions but this seemed the most relevant, she just wanted to know where, what, and who is in or happened to this place, it seems to be abundant with gangs but there is a sense of control here with the Apostles but she wanted to know about the students that could be in danger or where she could shelter herself from danger.
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Post by Zoe on Feb 14, 2016 0:52:14 GMT -5
Tatiana studied the girl as she spoke. "The students are all either siding with the terrorists, safe with the Apostles or dead," she answered bluntly. Looking up to the gray smokey sky, Tatiana crossed her arms and nodded firmly.
"What are you going to pick?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2016 0:59:21 GMT -5
"I don't quite know, I just got to the district and don't know much about the fighting that went on here and is still going on." Grace looked at the girl, "I know you may be bias, but if you really had to choose, where would you go?" Grace already assumed she was going to say the Apostles, her brother was the leader after all, but Grace ultimately felt if she sided with the Apostles she would be turned into a lifeless killing machine but that's just her opinion from studying the girl and Grace didn't know much about the students side of the story so she just stopped thinking about it.
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