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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.
Full Story Here.
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Off To See The Cockatoos [Alvari]
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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 Apr 30, 2016 20:36:09 GMT -5
"Amazing." He said, marveling at the sights that San Francisco zoo had to offer. Now that he lives in San Francisco he has more stuff to discover, more places to explore, and first off on his agenda? The zoo of course. It was absolutely weird seeing a place as peaceful as this, seems like he was too used to the chaotic environment he had on the district. Hell, he once had to sleep on an abandoned construction site in order to hide from the apostles, now he has a comfy bed and some sweet allowance.
Stuffed on his jacket's pocket were a couple of new keychains he bought, the pockets on his pants were also filled with San Francisco fridge magnets and postcards, on his hand was a folded up city map, and worn on top of his jacket was an 'I HEART SAN FRANCISCO' shirt he had bought, all of which could be found on the zoo's souvenir shop. He looked more like a tourist than a new citizen of the city. "So this is San Francisco huh?... Awesome." He said as he continued to take a stroll around the area. "Now, where are those damn Cockatoos at?"
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Post by `Alvari on Apr 30, 2016 20:53:51 GMT -5
 "Hit a right at the tallass chimp exhibit, go past the reptile buildin' and it'll be on the left right after."
Aldritch's question was answered in an unenthusiastic tone, carried on an accent that sounded more like the state he left than the state he relocated to. Not long after, Kevin appeared from behind him. His right hand pointed in the direction he instructed the newest resident of San Francisco to go. Hos left hand held an oversized plastic cup full of soda. By the sound of things, it was empty---Kevin craned his neck in to take a sip from his straw (one of those fun bendy ones) to get only a few drops and the sound of air. Dammit.
Kevin's eyes met those of Mr. Hexell; he looked tired. And according to what Kevin saw, the young man in front of him was in need of a tour guide. Truth be told, Kevin was on the way out after having been at the zoo for some time. Buuuuut, he could do a good deed before he went back to the island. "Want me to show ya where?"
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Hi ho! Hi ho! It's off to work we go!
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Apr 30, 2016 21:33:23 GMT -5
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Post by `Alvari on May 5, 2016 2:44:15 GMT -5
B-b-but, Kevin just wanted to show him where shit was, not actually hang out!
Nothing against Aldritch, but Kevin had every intention to lend a helping hand and kindly get the fuck out so he could shower the smell of animals out of his pores. Next thing Kevin knew, he was getting passed another couple gallons of soda. I'ma piss like a fuckin' pressure hose later. He'd do his best to play nice---God forbid he be the one to show how short the tempers could be in San Francisco---but he hoped at least this guy wasn't INCREDIBLY annoying.
"...It's Kevin, Kevin Alvari. Don't think we have, son." While he wasn't looking, Kevin gave Aldritch a once-over, taking the whole sight in. All the colors of the guy's souvenirs were a STARK contrast to how pale he was...had Kevin been into anime, he'd have half a mind to ask where the real Ichigo was while his Hollow half ran around the zoo. Yo, ain't this that Michael Jackson disease?
No, Kevin. That's vitiligo. Aldritch is albino, you uncultured fuck.
"So, where you from, fam?"
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