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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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Next Time Will Be Different (Phoebe)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2014 0:17:15 GMT -5
Phoebe only partly paid attention to the weaving they did once they reached the school. Things were really starting to hurt, but, she doggedly and very stubbornly followed.
"...oh...okies."
Okay. Okay, that's what she meant to say. But she gingerly lowered herself, dropping the bags by the chair and then started to mentally take stock of her hurts.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Dec 10, 2014 0:26:10 GMT -5
She came out with a small med kit. She removed Bactine, a spray that could be put on small scrapes and cuts. She would also remove tweezers, pulling a chair around to sit in front of her. Pulling out a couple of band-aids, she watched Phoebe for a moment.
"This is going to sting."
She would use the tweezers, leaning in and pulling pieces of glass, dirt and rock from the older girls face. Once done, she sprayed bactine on the band-aid and would put it over the small cut on Phoebe's cheek, and another one over the cut on her forehead. Saya then took a large bandage from her bag and stood, walking over to the door, closing and locking it before turning around.
"Take your shirt off."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2014 0:37:02 GMT -5
The brunette just nodded. And, trusting the rather remote Pillar, just sat and closed her eyes. She winced, just a little, but didn't pull away. Instead she exhaled through her nose, and then inhaled, just focusing on keeping still. The spray made her twinge a little more, but, she made no complaints aside from a very mild hiss.
That done, she opened her eyes, but blinked curiously as Saya got up...and locked the door. Take her shirt off? What? She stared, dumbstruck, and then it dawned on her that...she was sitting with her arms wrapped around herself, and slightly slumped, at that. So, with a small sigh, she gingerly peeled her shirt off, thankful she had locked the door.
Whoa...ow, and tired. Maybe it was the shock. She kind of wanted to sleep. But she had to go home, still. Allen would be worried if she didn't show up in the next little while. did she have her cell? She didn't look to see if there were any scrapes or cuts from where the men had stomped at her, her mind was looking in another direction entirely.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Dec 10, 2014 0:44:47 GMT -5
She gestured at the bra.
"That too."
Once it was off, Saya methodically moved forward, her eyes relaxed as she scanned over Phoebe's body. There were no cuts, and no bruises on her chest, but there was some dark purplish areas around the ribs. They weren't growing, but were about the size of a softball- two of them, one up high on the left and the other a bit smaller and lighter on the bottom right.. That indicated that there wasn't any severe internal injuries, but there was worse news.
"You have two cracked ribs."
Taking the large roll of bandage, she pressed the end to Phoebe's stomach, just below her chest.
"Hold that."
Once the girl did, Saya would begin wrapping up Phoebe's body, the bandages more than able to handle it. Three layers for about half a foot below Phoebe's chest. Using a small clasp made for it, she would hold it in place once done. Saya would begin to pack up.
"You can get dressed now. Bandage needs to be on for a couple weeks. Change it out every three days, probably at the school hospital."
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2014 0:57:28 GMT -5
The brunette gave a slight squirm of discomfort, and winced again. But, off came the bra. She had to fight to not cover up, and it actually took a moment or two for her hands and arms to cooperate. She winced, and then groaned a little. Great. Just great. Cracked ribs? How was she going to function in this school until they healed?
"...aw nuts..." She groaned a little, then abruptly stopped.
She closed her eyes, gingerly holding onto the edge of the bandage before Saya wrapped it into place after a turn or two. She nodded, after, and carefully started replacing the clothing she had just taken off.
"Thanks, Saya. Really."
She might have been able to come out of it, but they'd had her on the ground. She would have had to have fought really hard to regain her feet. And then they still stood a good chance at over powering her.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Dec 10, 2014 1:01:22 GMT -5
Saya half shrugged.
"Forget it. You would have done the same."
And despite this girls overly optimistic demeanor, Saya did believe the girl would have fought. Even if Saya had been rude. She put the medkit back in her room and came back out, staring at Phoebe for several moments before reaching up and using her fingertips to run a hand through her hair slowly.
"You should go. Your brother will be worrying."
Yeah, Saya remembered her now. From the hallway, and detention. She assumed the girls brother probably wouldn't take to her being very late.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 10, 2014 1:08:29 GMT -5
"I would have done the same, yes..~ But I won't forget it~" She gave a smile, with feeling behind it, then let herself just sit for a few moments while Saya took the kit away.
Her eyes lifted as she came back, and she blinked.
Oh right. She had just been thinking about that, hadn't she?
"Right. You're right. I guess...I'll get going, then."
While she wanted to sleep, she would be even slower to move after her muscles and ribs had time to settle and give her problems. So she stood after grasping the bags she had, and carefully stepped away from the table. For once...she wasn't looking forward to the long walk home.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Dec 10, 2014 1:16:24 GMT -5
Saya would close the door after Phoebe left, letting out a breath. Word of this got out, people would start thinking she was approachable. Couldn't be having that. She would grab her own pack and head into her room to continue reading.
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