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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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Drink Under the Stars (OPEN)
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Post by Mark Kent on Dec 15, 2014 22:42:14 GMT -5
Mark would walk right up to the group like nothing was going on folding his arms and looking at them as they went through their actions, his face was calm and completely blank to anything other than what could be assumed as depression?
"Hi."
Yes he was interrupting a three way fight, to say high. He'd hold out his right hand for a shake, it was rather awkward to say the least.
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Post by Allen Hollows on Dec 15, 2014 22:47:04 GMT -5
Allens plan worked perfectly! With Steven attacking Phoebe there would be more room to attack a blinde spot. However, some new guy came up to shake hands, and he seemed rather....critical looking. He would hold out a hand to Steven and his sis.
"Steve! Bee- Hold up."
He would gesture at Mark, the rather stacked Captain standing atop the hill!
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 15, 2014 22:59:41 GMT -5
Steven knee would connect, but Phoebe would grab his leg and turn to make them fall to the ground with her on top instead of him. However Steven wouldn't let her remain in the position for any length of time. With the floor now to press against Steven leg that was between them would push with all it had to throw her off of him.
"Steve! Bee- Hold up." Allen called out as Steven pushed his Sister off of him, causing Steven to look up at the guy who had approached. So far however Steven hadn't met the school captain or even seen him. Only rumour had been his source so far, as such he didn't know who the man was. Steven would get up seeing as the appearance of the guy had seemed to put there fight on hold.
"Can we help you?" Steven would ask the captain, ignoring the hand due to the adrenalin rush his system was still under going. Had the guy said hello like that not while he was fighting, he probably would have taken it.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2014 23:04:14 GMT -5
"--wuah!" And off the went, just shortly after Allen called a stop. She fell back, scrambling, and tripped to fall on her derriere with another "Oomph! ...owww. Hey, Allen, why did you call a stop to the fight..?"
She twisted a little on the damp ground, looking to her brother...and...and who was this?
"Oh! Hello!"
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Post by Mark Kent on Dec 15, 2014 23:11:09 GMT -5
Mark would begin to smile as his fingers curled into a fist. His greeting was ignored... Mark would look down at his now fist which was gripping tight enough to make the leather of his gloves whine.
"Hand what are you doing?"
His arm would begin to shake from the pressure.
"Hand, we've talked about this."
And just like that Mark would burst forward at top speed leaping into the frey with a huge smile on his face aiming that same right fist for Steven's face.
"HI~!"
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Post by Allen Hollows on Dec 15, 2014 23:15:23 GMT -5
Allen blinked, bewildered.
"Is he...is he pep-talking to his hand?"
He had no idea what the dude was doing. It was like he was trying to talk down his fist from starting world war three. As the man leapt forward to attack Steven, he would jump in surprise and leap to his friends defense, aiming to come over and through a high front kick for the mans ribs!
"Hey! Get off him!"
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 15, 2014 23:24:18 GMT -5
The guy didn't reply instead started to seem to talk to himself, the mention of his hand making Steven look at the large man's. Steven would see that the man had curled it into a fist, again seemingly trying to talk down his own hand. Steven would start to back off at that point, this guy had a screw loose. And holy crap, the guy charged.
For the guy's bulk he was fast, but not the fastest man alive it seemed, and Steven would instinctively duck under the fist as he saw it, if it wasn't for the guy mention his hand twice Steven wouldn't have realised what was about to happen. Seeing out the corner of his eye Allen leaping in to his aid. What was this guy's problem.
Steven would indeed continue to duck, and his own leg would sweep out, his foot aiming to catch behind the large man's knee and pull suddenly. Hoping that as Allen's kick push at him, Steven would pull and bring him to the ground.
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Post by Mark Kent on Dec 15, 2014 23:31:19 GMT -5
Mark missed, wasn't the first time, but his hand didn't seem to care, as the attacks came in, the noises set Mark up to know what was coming, pushing off the ground with the leg that wasn't being swept he went with the movement twisting himself around in the air and while Allen was coming in with his flying kick Mark would be upside down looking right at Allen, his chest being slammed by the kick knocking Mark off course and on the ground like a rag doll, before sitting upright immediately. Getting to a standing position Mark would reach into his vest with his left hand and pull out a small spray bottle, splash his hand a few times which seemed to retreat from the spray.
Throwing the spray to the side Mark would grab a roll of newspaper from his back pocket and begin to slap his hand with it.
"No, no! Bad hand!"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2014 23:34:48 GMT -5
And Phoebe stared.
What..?
And then giggled as the man proceeded to pull out a little squirt bottle and spray his hand. And then a newspaper?! She grinned behind her hand, trying not to laugh too hard.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 15, 2014 23:56:54 GMT -5
Steven watch shocked at the display the man put on with the spray and newspaper. Either this guy had a seriously weird sense of humour, or some deep mental disturbance. Either way he really wasn't that normal, and hadn't even seem to care about being knocked to the ground by Allen's kick.
"Thanks" Steven would say standing straight again, looking over to Allen. Before looking back at the man with the seemingly disobedient hand. "Can we help you?" Steven would repeat once more, the guy hadn't charge to attack again, maybe the craziness was but fleeting.
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Post by Allen Hollows on Dec 16, 2014 19:52:02 GMT -5
Allen watched the man pepper his hand with abuse after Allen kicked him. What was with this fellow? He would walk slowly around him, over toward the giggling Phoebe and clear his throat.
"Uh...I don't really know what to do here. Do we keep fighting?"
He had never run into someone who both had strength and speed but seemed to have a kind of...screw loose.
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Post by Mark Kent on Dec 16, 2014 23:30:01 GMT -5
Mark would look up at Allen's words then walk over. Standing a few feet away before responding.
"Yes."
Mark would move to reach out and grab anything of Allen's and attempt to go into a spin to smash Allen into the others like a beyblade.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 16, 2014 23:55:41 GMT -5
Phoebe slowly stood as Allen approached; despite her sudden giggle and lack of focus, she was well aware that this guy was fast and...well, he definitely looked strong. And certainly, she could see that despite the fact he looked fun, acted fun, something was a little off.
If Allen was indeed backhanded, chances were likely it would be into her. And it would likely take her down.
If not, and if she had the chance, she'd use the close proximity to her advantage, moving in for a quick one-two, the former to his stomach, the latter to his chin. And hopefully she would have time to dance back out again!
Nobody attacks her little brother!
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 18, 2014 19:45:22 GMT -5
While the unknown man's answer could have been to either Steven or Allen question, it didn't matter. While Steven doubted he would be able to reach them in time to stop the blow aimed at Allen he would still rush in to prevent the guy trying to inflict any harm beyond that.
The man would find Steven coming at his side as he finished the rotation of his back hand attempt. A rising his right foot would stamp forward at the side of the guy's closet knee. He didn't like the idea of purposely trying to break someone bones, but he wasn't going to let Allen be attack for what seemed as no reason apart for this man's mental instability.
Reguardless if the blow managed to break bone or not, Steven wouldn't stop. His left hand would shoot out and grab at the guys clothes and pull him towards him. Putting even greater pressure on the guy's knee before rotating and trying to toss the guy to the ground. "Are you alright man?" Steven would ask, if Allen had been struck by the backhand.
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Post by Allen Hollows on Dec 20, 2014 5:24:23 GMT -5
Allen didn't know what the guy intended- to grab him, or backhand him. Whatever the case Allen didn't plan on letting the guy take advantage of their close proximity. Nobody who jumped into a fight with that kind of veracity just....stopped. Stopped and walked up to one of their opponents so casually. Still, he saw how quickly the man moved and judged that Allen was nearly as fast.
So, watching Marks center line, he would let his knees go limp so his upper body could fall backward as Mark snatched out, likely catching air. Allens hands would plant on the ground and he would kick up with his right foot for the big guys crotch. He'd snap it back down to the ground to plant and whip his left leg up for the inside of Marks right knee, intent to damage the ligaments there. The torquing of his hips as he kicked would hopefully add much needed force.
But either way, he would move with it, rolling to his left after the kick and hopefully out of Marks grasp.
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