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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.
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Mar 7, 2015 0:49:00 GMT -5
Levi, Ecko, Valo, Marcelis, Musashi, and Johnny all wake up in separate empty rooms with a locked suitcase handcuffed to their right wrists, and their left wrists handcuffed to bedposts. The rooms are well furnished, with a bed, a TV playing nothing but Bad Girls Club reruns, and a bathroom they can't reach. They're in their clothes from when they were kidnapped, but they have none of their belongings!
In each room, there is an end table on the other side of the room with a key next to it. All rooms are adjoined by small holes in the walls that the six can use to verbally communicate.
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Mar 7, 2015 2:46:54 GMT -5
"What.... What the heck is going on."
When Musashi woke up he would find himself hand cuffed to a suitcase and hand cuffed to the bed post. He didn't know what was going on or where he was at. The last thing he remember was fighting soem Korean people that had taken over the cafeteria. He immediately begin to start getting bad feelings about the place that he was in. He couldn't even remember how he got there, and from the looks of the place the people had to be very rich and powerful. It wasn't everyday that you got kidnapped, put into a room with a nice bed, and a television to keep you entertained.
That is if you called watching Bag Girls Club entertaining. He had never been a fan of that show, but his crazy Irish mother watched it from time to time which was the reason he even knew it existed. "I got to figure out how to get out of this place." Musashi would begin trying to pull the handcuffs off the bedpost. I mean what kind of person would he be if he didn't try to do what anyone else in this situation would do. Just like the movies it never worked. "Fine... CAN ANYONE HERE ME!!" Musashi was sure that this wouldn't work either, but he didn't really have too many options either.
In the midst of all of his yelling he would notice that there was a key on one of the end tables. "Of course." There was always a key in the area, but like any other situation it was always impossibly out of reach. For now Musashi would remain quiet until he could think of a way to get the key. He was sure that whatever psycho did this to him had to leave him some kind of clue on how to get the key and get out of this room. Because Musashi knew that this room would only be the 'first' step into getting out of this situation.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 7, 2015 23:58:59 GMT -5
Levi slowly woke up, his head still hurting, but he seemed alright otherwise. He quickly felt the pull on each wrist as he sat up. He took a moment to look over the suitcase the cuff on his wrist, his brow furrowing.
"The fuck?"
This seemed awfully familiar to when he and Juelz had been kidnapped, though this time there wasn't any creepy gas or death specter. He scanned the room with his eyes, quickly noticing the end table and key.
Deja Vu....what the hell?
He swung his feet to the floor and stood up, grabbing the bed post he was handcuffed to, and began to drag the bed with him as he slowly made his way to the key. Assuming this worked, he would pick up the key and use it to unlock the briefcase first. If that didn't work, he would try the key on the cuffs.
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Post by Ecko Armitage on Mar 8, 2015 9:23:58 GMT -5
 < Ecko was probably the only one sleeping soundly in the bed as if it was her own. Having a sweet dream. The girl was practically purring in her slumber until the dream started to turn sour. They say while you sleep that the noises around you can translate into your dreams. The sound of someone shouting broke into her dreams creating a ruckus that made her frown her brows and woke the bubbly brunette. Lifting her head she shouted aimlessly not knowing whether he'd hear her or not.
"Hey! Some people are actually trying to sleep!"
< She grumbled a little about to lay her head back down until she actually started to feel the major headache formulating. She groaned touching her head and felt the knot there from the guy that headbutted her earlier. That's right, she was knocked out. A slight escaped her lips as she touched it and started to realize this wasn't her room. In her tiredness she didn't feel the weight on her wrist at first till she truly opened her eyes and noticed the briefcase. She blinked curiously at the thing handcuffed to her hand tilting her head before noting that her other wrist was bound to the bedpost.
"What kind of fifty shades of grey nonsense is this?! I am not a girl for bondage. So no no Mr. Grey this ain't happening. Take your psycho love somewhere else."
< She fiddled with the handcuff on the bedpost briefly before her eyes gazed about the room and saw the key on the table. Firstly she went into her pocket to retrieve her phone thinking about what an awesome broadcast it might be only to discover it wasn't there! Dun dun dun! Someone had taken her precious device?! Oh Ecko was not a happy camper right now. Her eyes widened and she quickly got off the bed with a clearly upset shout at the same time grabbing the bedpost and attempting to drag that sucker to the key. Believe anyone could hear her for sure.
"Oh my god! No those fuckers didn't! How dare they?! Oh my god, I'ma kill them so hard they'll die to death!"
< If she managed to drag the bed to the key she would angrily grab it and fumble at first trying to get the handcuff off the bedpost if that didn't work, she would frustrating try the handcuff on that was attached to the briefcase. If not the briefcase itself and if all else failed she'd just kick the chair (if there's one) by the table away and heavily loudly sigh.
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Mar 8, 2015 21:50:23 GMT -5
Valo awoke several hours later in a daze. His head ached, and his eyes took time to adjust... to find himself in what looked like a hotel room. He was about to get off of the bed when something stopped him, and he looked over to see his arm handcuffed to the bedpost. His other arm was handcuffed to a brief case? Fidgeting with the latch, he discovered it to be locked... bummer. The brief case being made of a not-so-tough material, he couldn't use that to bash the handcuffs off either...
Getting off of the bed as far as his handcuffs would allow him, he would reach down and throw the mattress to the other side, reaching down and grabbing the frame. From there, he'd plant his foot against the post and would pull as hard as he could, with the intent of separating the bedpost from the other sections of the bed. If this worked well, he'd be free, and with a bedpost attached to his arm to be used as a potential weapon.
If this worked, he'd go to the key on the table, his first instinct being to try the lock on the briefcase.
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Post by Marcelis on Mar 10, 2015 16:49:41 GMT -5
"My god damn head... And why am I on a bed?" **Mars' eyes was not open as he turned his head to the side. But his eyes snapped opened once he heard Ecko's voice, well the last of her line anyways. He heard it muffled but then again he also heard the Tv... It looked like a show with women on it yelling at each other. Well, this is getting better and better. He looked around for a quick minute trying to understand the situation he was in.
~Bed... Tv... Handcuffed? Also having a suitcase to my wrist? This can be chalked up to weirdest situation I have been in, not most dangerous. And Ecko... Ecko... Ecko!?~
"Honey Bee! Where are you? If you ok, holler out!" **He used his right hand to reach over his body to check his left and then right pockets. Of course he had nothing. His phone, his tracer phone his wallet and the like is now missing. Great, of course they would take those things Marcelis thought to himself as the key on the table caught his eye. He flipped over to the left. And now is on the floor near the post where his hand is cuffed to. He was going to try to get himself out of it, but then he took notice to the suitcase. what the hell was it? And if its needs, he should know what the contents are. He tried to lift up the bed, with the frame and all. It would be heavy enough to try something. He first would use it to break off the handle of the suitcase, as he laid it down under near the leg. He would lift his arm up and also the bed, parallel on the handle as it pointing up. With the force of the bed and his own strength slamming it down. If that work he will also try it on the lock as well. If Ecko answered him back, he would speak again. "Don't worry ok. I'll think of something... Errr thinking of something..." |
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Post by Johnathan Torrence on Mar 14, 2015 2:02:01 GMT -5
John let out a loud yawn as his eyes slowly opened, his head hurt like a shitbox surrounded by speakers playing nothing but Body Roll (Reference: bit.ly/Vdikap #noshame) while eating black licorice.... the worst candy of all that gave actual people headaches. Hearing voices cry out from the walls around him, he could only assume right away that the others were with him. "Hey guys! Can you hear me? Does anyone know where we are??" He called out, feeling the weight of the briefcase and tugging against the cuffs. He felt a pinching pain in his stomach..he had to get the cuff off, it felt so unnatural to be restricted like this, like a mortal fear that it would stop his life if it was not removed promptly. "What happened to us!?" He called to the others before swinging the briefcase down on the cuffs repeatedly |
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Mar 14, 2015 3:33:51 GMT -5
Musashi made no progress!
Levi was dragging that bed like he had a loaf of bread chained to his arm! Freaking hulk! The key, it seemed, would only work on the handcuffs that kept him shackled to the bed! Now that he was free, he could save himself, or try to help the others.
Ecko would have a much harder time than Levi, but eventually she would get to the key and unshackle herself from the bed! Now she could save herself, or try to help the others.
Valo was a total boss and basically ripped that frame apart! He would now be unshackled, and because of this, the key was totally useless! Now he could save himself, or try to help the others.
Marcelis was unlucky! The suitcase seemed to be made out of something incredibly sturdy, as he could not smash it open no matter how hard he tried.
Johnny made no progress!
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Mar 14, 2015 3:40:56 GMT -5
BOOYAH!
Valo was happy that he succeeded in tearing the bed apart, but sadly the key didn't work on the briefcase. He frowned, curious what this thing was that was attacked to him. He took a moment to examine it, looking it over and trying to see if there was any weakness in the design or something he was missing. If he was successful in finding anything or not, he would pick up both the briefcase and the frame, approaching the hole in the wall. Having heard the girl from before (Ecko) scream, it meant that at least there was a hopefully friendly soul on the other side.
"Guessing you all are in a similar situation, huh? Try the key on the shackles!" He'd call in, hopefully helping anyone who hadn't yet been freed. From there, he would go to the door and try to open it. If it didn't budge, he would try to look outside of it, whether through a peephole or under the door, and would put his ear to the door to see if he could pick anything up on what's outside. If the coast seemed clear, he'd kick the door down.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 14, 2015 3:48:42 GMT -5
Levi was certainly curious about the contents of the briefcase, but he was glad that he no longer had to drag the bed around. His first point of order was the bathroom; he walked in and opened and looked everywhere he could, turning on the water, flushing the toilet, leaving no stone unturned.
here key, I know you're here somewhere.
If the bathroom turned up nothing, Levi would search his room: Looking under and around the TV, bed and everything else. If he still found nothing, he would investigate the holes in the wall, hearing familiar voices and noises from them. He assumed they were the others that got kidnapped. Figuring that the obvious exit was locked, Levi would give it a shot to eliminate it as a possibility by giving it a shot with a smile on his face.
Watch this work...
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Post by Johnathan Torrence on Mar 14, 2015 15:42:57 GMT -5
John knew this wouldn't have much effect..oh wait....dear god if this worked.
He looked closely at the Cuff, since he didn't have much muscle on him he had naturally thin wrists, hoping they didn't cuff him 'properly,' he turned his wrist in the cuff and twisted his thumb, hoping that he could use something around him to push the pin open... examining the bed closely, even anything nearby, he needed to find something thin, like a pin, or even a spring that he could straighten, digging into the bed, even under the bed, he tried to find the item he needed.
"Oh dear god someone please give me an update??!!"
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Post by Ecko Armitage on Mar 18, 2015 10:14:21 GMT -5
~Mars? What the-?~
"Mars you too?! They took my phone! I'ma claw their eyes out! And I have a damn knot on my head! A KNOT!"
< Seriously Ecko was very protective over her tech and Mars of all people knew that. Others wouldn't get it thinking it was a trivial thing but to Ecko it wasn't that small of a deal. She was weird like that and now quiet determined to retrieve her belong back. Her precious. She was free from the bed but not the damn case of course it was only natural that it would work on one. Frustratingly she huffed looking at the briefcase on her wrist. Using her free hand she would run it around the case in curiosity all the while honestly muttering to herself. Had she discovered nothing she would frustratingly throw her hands up accidentally knocking herself in the face with the case naturally.
"OW! Ow ow ow ow! I hate this thing!"
< Again with frustration she would kick the table leg. Looking about the room she stormed around looking high and low. Under the bed, in any drawers if there were any, storming to the bathroom and back. Hell she even checked around the TV no matter what she would give a shout out.
"Do what that guy side! Right now I'm really tempted to smash everything."
< Ecko smash? Yes she wanted to really REALLY bad. But she would try to take a few quick breaths and try to think of something happy and comforting.
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Post by Marcelis on Mar 18, 2015 15:33:53 GMT -5
**Good note, seems like Ecko is ok, lumped up and pissed but she is ok. Marcelis sighed loudly whispering good to himself when he tried for the tenth time to see if it works. But that was to no avail. Sweat forming on the brow a bit from the struggle of the bed lifting but mostly, nervousness. Why? One he was captured, and along with being with Ecko, they are two "named". That in itself is troublesome. As he stood up he thought that this was getting annoying, annoying that he started to feel the pain in his chest again. The burning in his chest was from the pain but also from his anger. He wanted to leave, and he wanted to leave, like Now! He heard some voices and he was speak out to them as through his anger, grabbed the top post of the bed and attempt to push to the table, where he saw a key.
"Key to the shackles... got it! And Johnny... Its ok man, we are all in the same position. Just try to get the cuffs off your hand and we can worry about the suitcase later, its tough as shit." **If the bed moved from where it was, he would get a little farther away from the hole. He chuckled to himself as he heard what she said, so he spoke a bit louder as he kept pushing. "Haha... they will get theirs Honey bee, but you gotta save that anger... I am saving mines, The one with the lip earring... I gave him a promise, and I plan to keep it." |
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Mar 23, 2015 14:25:55 GMT -5
Valo and Levi - who would find no other keys, but a strange note on top of the toilet that read "1124" - would both find the doors unlocked! They led to a hallway, and upon opening their doors, they would see each other in that same hall, with one room in between theirs. Valo was on the left, Levi was on the right. To their opposite sides, they would see corners rounding out, but no other doors for now.
Valo and Ecko would find something funny-feeling and -looking on the handle, maybe some sort of small latch. There was something bumpy inside of it.
Johnny was not strong enough to dig into the bed! He still made no progress!
Marcelis would successfully pull the bed over to the key, as he planned to do.
Musashi made no progress!
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 23, 2015 19:22:21 GMT -5
Levi would memorize and pocket the note before exiting his room, laughing at the fact that his room was unlocked. Clearly someone didn't expect him to be able to escape.
or they planned for me to escape...
Levi walked towards the other open door, waving to Valo as he tried to open the next door in-between their rooms.
"Yo, any idea what 1124 could possibly mean?"
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