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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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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Mar 5, 2015 1:17:14 GMT -5
After having dealt with LG, Mikey had Levi transported to a warehouse building outside of the city. During this time, he had a talk with the men of Apex Warriors, and convinced them to hunt down what was left of LG. He had to go behind Talon's back to do this, but he figured it'd be worth it in the end. He finally nabbed Levi like he had planned, and this meant things were really going to be set in motion.
Levi would wake up tied to a chair in large warehouse. It looked abandoned for the most part, following the cliche of kidnapping people and taking them to places like this. The only light sources in the area were a few work lights and headlights from various vehicles. There was a good amount of people here, but the only one Levi would be able to make out was Mikey.
"Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey," Mikey shouted, pulling up a bucket of water and throwing the contents at Levi. "We got shit to discuss."
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 5, 2015 1:26:37 GMT -5
Levi wasn't sure when he had been knocked out, but his head hurt and he was wet. He blinked rapidly as his senses came back to him and his eyes adjusted to the lighting. He could tell that he was in some kind of warehouse, if he had to guess, and that there were a lot of people around him, though his eyes quickly focused on the one talking to him. Levi sounded a bit groggy as he sat up, his eyes finally able to focus on Mikey.
"Wha...what kinds of shit?"
Levi was awake long enough before to know that his friends were alive, and that was his big concern. He would get straight to business as, even he would have to admit, he was curious about these "plans" Mikey had for him.
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Mar 6, 2015 21:25:00 GMT -5
"First things first. LG is being dealt with by a friendly third party, so you can forget about going back to those shitfucks you call friends. Before you get all hot and bothered, remember, they threw the first punch, not me. Hell, Ponytail used a fucking flamethrower."
Mikey laugh, dragging up a chair and setting it a yard in front of Levi, its back facing him. The redhead sat in it, his arms draped across the top and his chin resting on his forearms.
"With those shitstains out of the picture, Riot can give you the strength you desire. Now tell me, what do you think about that?"
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 7, 2015 0:49:20 GMT -5
"Shitfu-?....I....You...no..."
Levi's jaw clenched as his worst nightmares seemed to be confirmed and there wasn't shit he could do. Tears welled up in his eyes and they streaked down his face as he sobbed portions of the frustration he had been feeling and holding in since meet that man calling his friends "shit-fucks". He glared up at Mikey dangerously, the flame for power currently flaring up as determination for revenge.
"If they die...I swear..."
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Mar 7, 2015 1:06:09 GMT -5
"You swear? What do you swear, Levi?" Mikey laughed, standing up from his chair. "Are you going to make threats, now? Please, by all means -" he kicked his chair to the side and pulled a knife out of his back pocket. "Tell me what you're going to do. Better yet," He proceeded to the back of Levi's chair and cut his bindings, freeing him. The knife would be stabbed into the back of the chair, along with a second. "Show me."
Mikey was being more antagonistic than usual here, but there was one thing he needed to assert, and that was his dominance. He could end Levi's life here and now if he really wanted. But, he didn't, which was why the Asian was still breathing.
"Use that fire, buddy. That's your strength." He would stand a few feet in front of Levi, with his arms at his side, shoulders slouched. Whether the guy attacked or simply stayed in his seat was up to him.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 7, 2015 1:32:08 GMT -5
Levi's gut sank as Mikey walked towards him with the knife. Had he really put him through all of this just to kill him? He struggled in his chair before the man walked past him and cut him free. The next part was predictable, but Levi was too overwhelmed at the moment to resist. Real loss was actually a little foreign to him, and honestly, so were friends, for the most part. His inability to handle these relatively new emotions and the intensity of loss was too much for the naive sixteen-year-old. He held himself together for a moment as he tried to reign himself in and then...
"RAAAAA!!!!!"
Levi's face contorted with rage as he leaped out of the chair, his left making a swift palm towards Mikey's face as he quickly twisted his body, a powerful right roundhouse coming around as another headhunter. His technique had been almost beaten into him, so the strikes were solid, but the strategy was a simple one: Kill.
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Mar 7, 2015 1:45:09 GMT -5
Mikey grinned, Levi's rage being entirely too predictable. The boy rushed forward, and Mikey noticed he was faster than he was during their first encounter - still slow compared to the redhead, but faster nonetheless. Mikey simply stepped back to avoid the palm strike, and his right hand shot up to catch Levi's shin in his palm. It was stronger than before as well, and Mikey could feel the strength from the kick pulse through his arm. In retaliation, he simply twisted his body to the left, using the momentum from Levi's kick for his maneuver. As he twisted his body, he would be sure to stay at least a leg's distance away from Levi, and he threw the Asian toward a nearby metal crate, roughly ten feet tall and long, and fifteen feet wide.
If his tactic was successful, Mikey would yawn, returning his hands to his pockets. "Gotta do more than that, buddy. If that's all the strength you have to defend your friends, they're definitely dead."
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Repercussions used, 1/5 counters used
Strength of roundhouse: 25 str
Strength Stored: 25/2 = 12.5, rounded down = 12 str
12 str total in storage
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 7, 2015 1:55:39 GMT -5
Levi flew into the crate, sprawling against it, and denting the crate, before falling to the ground. He coughed up a little blood onto the ground as Mikey's words fed his flame. He snapped to his feet and he rushed the man again, seeing nothing but red.
"Watashi wa, anata wa machigainaku shinde tsukutte ageru!" <I'll make you definitely dead!!>
Levi leaped through the ari as he screamed towards Mikey, flipping several times before bringing down his centrifugal force and weight down in the form of an axe kick aimed at the man's head. If he managed to land on his feet and Mikey was still in range, Levi would immediately spring at him again, a flying sidekick to, you guessed it, the head with a loud Kiai as he executed each move.
"Kyaaah! RAAAAAHH!!"
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Mar 7, 2015 2:01:52 GMT -5
"Anata no yūjin wa shinu tsumoridesu!" (Your friends are gonna die!) Mikey shouted right back, also in Japanese. It was probably rusty, but he had the basics of the language down, and he was going to use it to continually egg on the Asian until his adrenaline wore off and he couldn't keep fighting.
Mikey's right forearm would catch the kick, and once more, Mikey would feel the force ripple through his arm. His left hand would snap up and grip the calf tightly, and, using Levi's own force against him once more, he would hurl the guy overhead and slam him into the concrete floor as hard as he could, face first.
"Ā, iya! Konkurīto ga itai!" (Oh no! Concrete hurts! he would yell teasingly before backpedaling a few feet.
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Repercussions used, 2/5 counters used
Strength of roundhouse: 25 str
Strength Stored: 25/2 = 12.5, rounded down = 12 str
24 str total in storage
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 7, 2015 2:17:03 GMT -5
Levi's hands would snap out as he rapidly approached the ground. His elbows held for just a moment before buckling under the force of the slam. His defense had given him just enough time to turn his head, his cheekbone and brow slamming into the concrete.
"Guhak!!"
Levi's world went black for a few moments before the lights and sound came back. There was a ringing in his ears, but he would ignore it as he slowly struggled to his feet. His vision was cloudy and he was bowing his knees to stay upright. This fight was so over. Blood flowed from the new gash on his face and brow as he spoke sluggishly between breaths as he felt the fatigue of pushing himself past his limits in such a short time catching up with him.
"You call pow-"
Levi's knees buckled and he slumped down, now sitting on the ground. Something was beginning to snap inside him, but he wasn't ready to give up, not just yet. The Asian struggled to his feet once more, this time, his bearings being a little better as a little of the damage began to slip away. Levi was too dazed for rage at the moment, he needed to recover just a bit. Levi yelled as he attempted to buy himself some time.
"What did they make you do for that power?! How many people did you have to kill?!"
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Mar 7, 2015 2:26:39 GMT -5
Mikey was amused. The guy was still going, when most were done after a hit like that. He was evidently in bad shape, but the fact that he could get back to his feet meant Mikey did, indeed, choose correctly. Levi was something else.
"How many men have I killed?" Mikey laughed, shrugging. "One. And it wasn't for strength, it was for survival. If you think I got here because I had to kill, you're fucking naive, buddy. I'm here because I worked for what I've got. And I'll have you know, I've never once thrown the first punch. Not on anyone. When we first met, you and Knuckles threw the first hit. On that roof, it was that ponytailed bitch. Here, it was you. The one man I killed, it was him. So maybe you should look at the fucking context before you go and peg me for a monster, you piece of shit." Mikey spat his words indignantly, both literally and figuratively. "You wanna make assumptions on my character, what the fuck are they based on? What Leon told you? Well Leon is also the same fucker who let his men get beat because he couldn't swallow his pride. These "friends" you surrounded yourself with, they protect their own, sure, but where the fuck are they now?"
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 7, 2015 3:06:02 GMT -5
Levi was actually taken aback a bit by Mikey's words. As the man spoke, Levi realized that he had gone along with Leon's impressions of Riot without having actually done any real research on them. Levi had a hard time arguing with the assertion that Leon had led them all into a royal ass beating. IT had been Levi's fault they were involved, but Leon pulled the trigger. Still, Riot didn't exactly seem like a moral organization itself. The way Riot seemed to operate, it was at least the kind of operation that had no issues crushing its competition with violence. Levi's shoulders sank as another thought dawned on him.
Not unlike the Yakuza....
Levi had seen nothing wrong with keeping things in order via violence before. Hell, he had done it at Varron high. There was once thing he did not like, and that was hypocrisy. He shook his head as his brow unfurrowed a bit, his rage subsiding almost completely now as the pain in his face was much more pronounced. His voice was a little more sincere as he slowed his breathing.
"Then why kill my friends? Isn't it enough to beat them into submission?"
He couldn't stop himself from having already blindly followed Leon's possible misconception, but he could try to get his facts straight now. the real question was: could he trust Mikey to tell the truth.
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Mar 7, 2015 3:16:26 GMT -5
Mikey sighed, slapping a palm against his face. Sure, he was having LG dealt with, but not once did he ever say anything about killing them. Just because he was with Riot didn't mean he was a genuinely bad guy. Maybe he worked with bad men, maybe bad men did bad things in his name, but not once did he ever actually go out of his way to personally harm someone.
"I never said that. I never implied it. LG is being dealt with by a third party. I don't give a fuck what happens to them from here on out, but they're not my problem, and neither I, nor my men, will lay a hand on them unless it is in retaliation."
Mikey eased up, visibly significantly less irked. He walked up to Levi calmly, and faced the man, dead-on, looking him in the eyes.
"I told you I was going to make you stronger, and I asked for something simple in return. I asked your "friends" to join me, their immediate response was violence - fucking flamethrowers. So can you really look me in the eye right now, and tell me that I'm in the wrong, here?" He was serious, sincere. As far as he was concerned, he was not, and his tone, face, his eyes all showed it. "I'm going to make good on my promise, Levi. It's only going to be tough if you make it tough."
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 7, 2015 3:27:36 GMT -5
Levi couldn't say he was happy about the idea of his "friends" being killed by a "third party," but were they really his friends? They assumed that everyone from Riot was some evil murderer and got everyone beaten to a pulp as a result. Riot was certainly powerful and possibly even corrupt, but at the very least, Mikey didn't seem like he was. Levi actually smiled as he returned Mikey's gaze, shaking his head at himself.
"You have a point and yeah, I believe you."
Levi was learning about life really quickly. Your friends were not always right and losing one's logic and reasoning made things like this happen. There was nothing Riot or he could do about his friends and there was nothing, to his knowledge, stopping him from protecting them at some point. No more mindless following. Levi had lead before and had lost that spark somewhere in the hallways of 552. He needed that back.
"If you'll forgive the shit I spouted off like a stupid child and still want to make good on that promise, I'm on board. I'll learn everything you have to teach me."
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Mar 7, 2015 3:38:05 GMT -5
Mikey grinned, patting Levi on the shoulder. It was good that the guy was starting to see reason. Even if he couldn't, Mikey was damn sure able to break him into submission, but that wasn't the way he liked to do things. No, that was Kaiser's area of expertise. Mikey, he liked to let people know he was on their side, and the few who actually let him be had everything to gain from that. Levi was smart enough to accept the helping hand rather than taking the hard route, and because of it, he just escaped a world of trouble.
"No hard feelings, man. Just don't ever peg me for that shit. If I'm going to fuck you over, I'll tell you to your face. Don't call me a liar, and don't ever go behind my back, and you've basically done half the things you need to do." Mikey patted his shoulder once again, but this time he would hold a finger up in the air and twirl it. Everyone in the area would take off, leaving only Mikey and Levi and a van that would be useful later. "My training will be hard, Levi. I'll tell you now, I haven't met a single person who can keep up with me physically. Plenty have come close, but that's it. Kaiser, the asshole with the bat from the roof, he's close - powerful guy, definitely - but I can run circles around him. I won't tell you you're not going to get fucked up here and there, but if you can take it, you'll be all the better for it."
Mikey opened the back doors to the van, revealing a padded floor that he would sit on. He invited Levi to take a seat if he so chose, but either way was fine by the redhead. He just wanted to get off his feet right now.
"What do you think strength is, Levi? In your words, not Leon's."
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