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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.
Full Story Here.
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There Will Be Blood [Event/Open]
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You thought the Elite were tough? Wait till you get a load of me.
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Feb 21, 2016 1:57:45 GMT -5
[OoC: This is a HARD-MODE event. This means any players who join will automatically be entered into Hard-Mode and consent to the possibility of character death. There will be no reward for failure, but winning offers a chance at the powerful "God-Tier" item. The event is centered around the Lightning Gang, but is open to others who can find a reason to be present. I will be posting every 24-48 hours, and those involved in the thread will be notified before a new round is to be thrown up. If you join the event and miss a round, it will be assumed the worst possible thing that could happen in the round, did happen to you. (I.e. if you miss a round and you were just standing there with no one attacking you, nothing would happen. If you missed a round where Amadeo tried to blow you up, well, you'd get blown up.)]  "The world felt... emptier... for a short moment that stretched out into what seemed to be eternity. I could not explain it, but a sensation of loss gnawed at the back of my mind relentlessly, as though a... a piece of me was... missing. Lost forever in the blink of an eye. What I'd assumed at the time was nothing greater than foreshadowing for the dark times ahead - in this game of chess I am without my knights and bishops, and am left with only the pawns, rooks, and queen, whereas the opponent seems to have lost no one. I was... wrong. In this game, the metaphorical queen was my younger brother, snuffed out by those who did not even know him, where none would find him, under false pretenses. My own... blood... was spilled that day, and greater blood must be spilled to pay for this atrocity."A large man, perhaps the largest the district had ever seen, walked through the streets with a cane in his hand and a pipe in his mouth. All around him, men wearing black suits raced throughout the buildings, launching flyers at all they saw and searching for their targets. On the flyers left behind, the words "BRING ME THE LIGHTNING GANG" could clearly be seen written. This large man would bring himself to the old battleground where Felix's life was claimed, and sent his men out to go and find LG and bring them to him.
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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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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Feb 21, 2016 7:56:14 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | Aldritch stood on one of the tall abandoned buildings, watching the humongous man as he traversed the district's streets. He seemed... dangerous, like a mafia godfather of sorts with his general look and the mob of men in suits following him. He didn't want to get caught in whatever chaos might happen down below, not yet, thus he decided to observe as far as possible for now. Though he was curious with what was stated on the flyers they were handing out.
With the man finally out of sight, the albino finally decided to go down. As he approached the door, on its doorsteps, the albino saw one of the flyers the men was handing out; and boy was he glad he didn't get out yet. "Shieeeeeeeet"
"BRING ME THE LIGHTNING GANG"
The flyer stated, simplistic, yet intimidating. The albino knew exactly that this could only mean bad news to him and every other LG member. Deciding that it would be dangerous to get out in the streets, Aldritch got back up, not on the rooftops this time, but on one of the floors on the abandoned building, hiding from the public for now. Opening his phone, he sent a message to every LG member in his contacts list, including Ira and Leon.
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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 Feb 21, 2016 22:39:13 GMT -5
"Someone's after us and it doesn't look like they want to talk. I think everyone's been informed to find us already. Stay safe everyone, and don't get killed." - White Light
Or so his text read with the contact name. He rolled over off the edge of a building he was napping on, free falling to the ground where he would smash into the sidewalk front first, cracking the sidewalk around him in a small indentation he had left. Pushing himself to standing a small cut over his left eye from the impact. Brushing himself off he decided to walk around until he could find the one's looking for LG. Leon would send a reply text to the group text.
'I'm going to talk to them. Keep watch.' Message Sent
So he'd be on the look out for a leisurely walk into whatever this was.
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I can't lose you now. How will I survive?
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Post by Melanie Rose on Feb 22, 2016 14:21:23 GMT -5
A poster was placed on the door of my store by a man in a black suit. I sighed an walked up to snatch it from my door, upon reading it, i raced back to the counter. Grabbing my things and flipping open my phone, i'd rapidly text Kazuya, letting him know what happened and where i was going. I'm not gonna fight, but I wanna see if Leon is going down. If he dies, I wanna be there.
I flipped the sign from open to closed and walked out into the street. No one there, they had moved on while i was inside. I didn't take me long to decipher where they were going. The pages made a straight path. So, I followed. I'd make sure to stay mostly out of sight. I didn't need to get involved. I just needed to see. I needed to see what he was capable of. I needed to find out what Leon could do.
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You thought the Elite were tough? Wait till you get a load of me.
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Feb 22, 2016 22:33:32 GMT -5
[OoC: People may freely join until the start of the next round without any penalties.] During his leisurely walk, Leon would inevitably encounter a group of three of Amadeo's men. These men, upon discovering him, would each draw batons from their belts and snap them open before circling around him. "You're Leon Sudeki, aren't you?" One of the men would ask. "Our boss wants to share words with you. Your only option is to comply." All three would simply wait, batons crackling with electricity until it would be made obvious whether Leon would fight back or comply.
In the event he complied, Leon would be lead to a large man - one he'd note is even taller than Macht - standing in front of the ruins of a warehouse building. This man held a cane in his hands and a jeweled ring on one finger that had the letter "L" etched into it. He wore a stoic expression, and upon Leon's entrance this did not even change. He would be lead up to ten feet from the man's left side, where he would begin to speak solemnly should no hostile action have been taken thus far.
"You... lead the Lightning Gang, yes? My... men... they know of you and your's. There are others, are there not? I'd... like for you to bring them to me."
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Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
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Post by Akeno Fujiyoshi on Feb 23, 2016 11:19:12 GMT -5
Weeeelll fuck us aye? I joined up with ya cunts ta have a bonza time and shit. Now some fatty the size of the Empire State Building is trying to eat us! Fucking hell man? Message got though, consider good old Kenny here a ninja!
Akeno sat on a roof, swinging her legs over the edge as she sent the text. The girl would pocket the phone as she spotted their brave fearless and very shirtless leader being lead by a group of large men. Akeno would keep her distance from them, but she was definitely following via roof tops. She'd use her ninja stealth skills man. All the Australian ones.
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Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
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Post by Xaier McCaine on Feb 23, 2016 21:06:40 GMT -5
"There is something interesting going down near one of the wrecked warehouses.. Just caught sight of a flyer. Someone is looking for the Lightning gang and has a lot of manpower. I'll report in shortly with video feed.." Xaier's hand removed itself from the communicator he had spoken into. He was already en-route to check out exactly what was happening. It would be likely be an interesting meeting and Xaier wouldn't miss the opportunity to learn more about his 'enemies'.
Nearing his destination, Xaier would scale up a nearby warehouse and take higher ground, proceeding carefully and keeping low, he would move toward the edge of the building. His right hand would lift again and press at a button on the side of his sunglasses. A tiny dim red light would turn on as he began to record video. He would pan his view around, before focusing upon the largest male he had ever laid eyes on.
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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 Feb 23, 2016 21:41:39 GMT -5
Leon was surrounded. Nothing new, just much closer than he was used to. At their words Leon would nod. He had planned on complying from the beginning to see what this was all about. Sure enough it was something to see. This kingpin looking dude was here. Leon walked to where he was supposed to and looked around at the destruction, and listened to the guy speak. He was trying to see if anything they wore are showed, or even used might be recognizable. He felt his phone vibrate and made no move to check it. Probably just confirmations on what he said.
"Leon Sudeki... I'd like to know what this is about."
Leon said calmly. He was utterly confused, though he doubted it was friendly. In here the Lightning Gang had few allies, and the list would only get smaller should they interfere with the destruction of the Apostles. The blond himself would make no such order to bring the rest of his gang into this situation without knowing a purpose. Besides, if they were watching at all, and Leon was taken down here, someone had to tell Macht kingpin's weakness.
On a side note Leon wondered if this guy's name was Russian in any way. He looked like he might have a Russian style name.
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Make America great again.
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MAD-DOG MOODY
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Post by Ian Morei-Moody on Feb 23, 2016 22:57:51 GMT -5
Ian happened to be strolling casually through the district to check on the status of his people. Aside from LG, he had his own guys - drug runners, fences, chop shop dealers, the works - and he needed to make sure they were both well-supplied and well-off despite Apostles influence. It wasn't easy being a criminal under these circumstances, but the men had to make due with what they had. After all, after what Luca and Alexei had set up, practically everyone was a criminal these days. During his strolls, Ian witnessed a group of men stalking about the town leaving behind flyers with his gang's name on them. Apparently they were wanted for... something? Were these guys the Apostles he figured he could put two and two together no problem, but these guys were most definitely not the Apostles. Suits like this might have been Yannick's guys, but this was definitely not Haas style, nor was it Santana's. While he didn't genuinely care for the rest of his gang, Ian's curiosity had now been piqued, and he decided to investigate. Unlike the rest of the people who decided to stick to the shadows, Ian did so by ground. Taking backstreets and alleys, the meth cook inevitably found the guys' boss - one huge motherfucker - and, coincidentally, Leon. Frowning, the guy hid behind a dumpster and sent out a text to the rest of the group.
Boss man caught up by a fatty.
I'll keep an eye on the situation.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Feb 25, 2016 14:33:15 GMT -5
 After receiving and reading the text message from Melanie, Kazuya had quickly bolted out of his house, heading towards the area Melanie said she was going to in the message. His katana in its sheath and slung on his back, he had not taken his motorcycle this time. Instead, he was going by foot, because not only was it a lot more quieter, allowing him to stay undetected for the most part, but he could escape easier if necessary. Sticking to the shadows like so many of the others, Kazuya had cut through the various back alleys and streets, his path twisting and turning, until he ended up at a building located close to the ruined warehouse Leon had been led to, the biggest and widest man Kazuya had ever seen in his life standing in front of it. Wilson Fisk, is that you!?
His back right up against the wall, Kazuya would hide in the shadows as much as he could, standing just before the mouth of the alley opening to the main street. He was here not for the Lightning Gang, but for Melanie. Her safety and protection was his number one priority. He had no intention of getting involved and caught up in this, there was no need for him to be anyways. His eyes narrowed, sharply focusing on Leon and the heavyset man, he would simply observe and keep quiet, keeping his presence to the bare minimum as much as possible. |
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You thought the Elite were tough? Wait till you get a load of me.
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Feb 25, 2016 15:59:59 GMT -5
[OoC: Due to scheduling conflicts I neglected to consider when throwing this up, I'll allow people to join freely until the round put up on Monday, Feb. 29th, without penalty. I'll still be moving this on every 24-48 hours or so.] Amadeo forced a smile onto his face as he turned around to face Leon. He didn't like people dodging his commands, and it showed clearly in his eyes despite his face looking calm. Slowly, the large man began to step toward Leon, cane in his right hand. He would stop about two feet in front of the leader of the Lightning Gang and stare down into the man's eyes.
"I... don't like to repeat myself, Mr. Sudeki. Please, bring them here so that I might... explain the situation... but once, to all who need to hear it. Do this I can assure you no unwarranted... discomfort... will befall any of your people."
The air around Amadeo, few would notice, felt humid. A sweat would collect on everyone's brow except his own, and they would feel as though they were beginning to perspire. His men, who were also affected, did not seem to treat this as though it was anything out of the ordinary.
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I can't lose you now. How will I survive?
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Post by Melanie Rose on Feb 25, 2016 16:29:18 GMT -5
Finally making it to the scene, i stood at the corner beside the pharmacy. I looked around before deciding to stay here. I wasn't exactly hidden, but all the same, it didn't seem like the guy was after anyone but LG. I watched the scene unfold before me. I was like Leon was almost begging to be hurt. The man told him to bring forth his people and Leon, while he didn't exactly say no, it was definitely implied. I had to admit, I was impressed by him. The way he stood against this man.
The man was obviously not happy at the response. The air changed. Almost as if I was pressed up against Kazuya. It was a bit warm. Almost uncomfortably so. I was sure this was not exactly a good thing.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Feb 25, 2016 23:50:24 GMT -5
Anyone who paid any attention at all had seen the flyers around and Levi was no exception. He had sent Leon a text, but had received no response. Worried about a possible repeat of the Execution of Knuckles, Levi hopped over rooftops, scanning for the LG leader, periodically leaping straight up to gain a good vantage point.
Where are you Leon?
It took the Yakuza heir a good ten minutes to find his target. He landed on a rooftop overlooking Leon and the large man confronting him. NO violence had broken out yet, but the tension in the air seemed to paint a prediction that this "peace" would not continue.
Best to just watch for now...
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Feb 25, 2016 23:56:05 GMT -5
Due to Hyperion's numbers being spread so thin across the district, Adrian was out personally doing recon within the walls. He had asked Vivi to accompany him, figuring a bit of time together could do them both some good. He was wearing his body armor underneath his regular clothing, decked out neck to foot in his self-made tech. On top of that was a torn and tattered black coat with a messy black shirt and some rugged jeans and boots. The district was taking its toll on him for the most part, but if he dressed in clean clothing, he'd stick out much worse and would be an open target.
Noticing all of the commotion going on, an armored hand would reach out to grab one of the fliers passing by his face.
"Someone's after LG."
He would show the flier to Vivi, noticing all of the men running in one direction. His curiosity was definitely peaked, who was trying to get Leon and his gang? While they parted ways long ago, he and Leon were once brothers in arms, and Valo was even a member of LG when he had first met Vivi. He wanted to at least check it out.
"Let's follow them... but be careful. If we can avoid getting into a fight, then I'd rather we keep our hands clean."
He'd say to Vivi before following behind the men. After some distance, he'd start to sweat. The air was getting awfully humid, and he had no idea why. Wiping some sweat away from his brow, Adrian would stop at the corner of a building, crouching down as he looked around the corner.
"...That's a big freakin' dude."
It was possibly the largest man he had ever seen. It seemed Leon was already here, alongside several others. Pulling out his directional microphone, he'd aim it towards the big guy, trying to listen in on what was going on without getting too close. Switching it to speaker mode, he'd allow Vivi to hear as well.
"Time to see what mess they got into this time..."
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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 Feb 27, 2016 0:41:41 GMT -5
Leon would stare... Turning to the side and pulling out his phone, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow.
'Yo, whoever wants to come on out. The guy is kind of a dick, and likely dangerous. Don't care if you do or not.'
Leon would text into the mass LG text group. Putting his phone away he'd look up at the guy again.
"Well Mister Unknown, I put out the call, but today isn't really a good day for us."
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