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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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No friend of mine... Ft. Johnathan
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Post by Marcelis on Mar 7, 2015 20:14:57 GMT -5
"Heh, friend eh?" **He found himself resting on the bleachers as he awaited his 'new friend' to show up. Its been a couple of days since he was in the air about it. He met him in the Artistry Class. In one way, or another he was sitting next to him and they had a small conversation, of course, that would be beyond just the simple human interaction. But Marcelis actually reached out to him after class. He asked to share contact information, as was mentioned in the artistry for himself to make note on, that he wouldn't be hurt to make an allegiance or three. Better to have people in your corner. Well if was going to be able a friend, there would have to be some ground rules on that. And this meeting was going to lay down one of them. He made the call to him earlier to ask him to meet in the gymnasium. It was around the time of free classes and lunch so no one would be here to interfere. Well its not like it was going to be something crazy... Just a simple spar between friends. Well if he can handle his own that is. He sunk more into the seat and kicked his feet up as awaited the sounds of the doors opening. That would be when his friend would arrive.
"Alright... 'Johnny' I want to see what you are made of... An observant guy like you, might be a good thing to see about." |
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Post by Johnathan Torrence on Mar 8, 2015 1:27:25 GMT -5
John wasn't one for going out of his way to meet someone for the sheer purpose of 'hanging out.' Needless to say it was slightly unusual to meet an acquaintance, especially so soon after first being Introduced. While he made his way through the halls johnathan Ran every possible scenario in his mind. He was curious why Marcelis would call him to the gymnasium on such short notice with no predetermined purpose. An inconvenience is what it was. Stepping into the dimly lit arena, John heard the familiar voice echo across the vast hall.
"So what am I down here for? Did you need something 'friend?'" He placed a soft emphasis on the word friend to pry for a reaction, judging whether or not this man would be of use in a short time
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Post by Marcelis on Mar 10, 2015 16:19:15 GMT -5
~Well... he showed up, that's more than I can say for some people.~
"Heh, glad you can make it. I hope we can have a chat." **He leaned back a bit putting his legs straight up into the air. He braced his hands on each side of his head as he pushed off and springboard off the bleachers to the ground level. It was a grand stunt, just being lazy to actually get off the proper way. He put his hands into his black straight leg jeans as he was casually walked forward to him. A small smile appeared on his face as he got to about a meter away from him and stopped. He relaxed his shoulders a bit as he spoke again.
"Honestly, I am glad you made it. I was hoping we can have a chat. I hope you didn't have any plans?" **He kept a smile on his face as he awaited his answer. As he would speak, his hands would removed themselves to show they are taped and wrapped. In his left hand he had Boxing tape and also in his right, a set of wraps... He has deep pockets...
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Post by Johnathan Torrence on Mar 14, 2015 0:33:09 GMT -5
His eyes scanned the room in a curious manner, his hopes were that he wasn't to be murdered today, but that was slowly looking to be a worthless wish. Biting his tongue gently, the young man began to sincerely wonder what was to come of this afternoon if he were to answer that question. He wasn't physically strong, but he was pretty quick, not too much in comparison to most of his associates but he could certainly hold his own.
"I..didn't have any other preparations, did you want to work out or something?" he asked nonchalant, hoping to weasel his way out of the situation
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Post by Marcelis on Mar 15, 2015 17:39:36 GMT -5
"Work out? Yeah, you can say that..." **The teenage stepped up a bit closer as he began to bounce the boxer's tape up and down. He only took about three steps as when the tape was in mid-air, he quickly snatched from the mid-flight and held it as he reached out the other hand, holding the set of wraps. "Johnny, you know what is the state of this school. Its getting worse as days go by, and I need allies, and I think you need them too. But... I know that worrying about you would be annoying... and this is why we are here." **Marcelis' face got quite serious from when he was finished with his little speech. He knew that johnny looked a bit scared. But that was maybe he was use to fighting? Marcelis always tries to get out of situation before it can begin. And that was always the first option. In that stand point, there are some situations, maybe some true times where running is not an option... And fighting is the true test to that. Maybe this would be a learning experience for the both of them.
"I need your good eyes Johnny, but I also need to know if you can stand your ground when the going gets tough. Running away is always an option, I will not fault you on that, I just need to know if I need to worry about you enough... Wrap your hands, if you don't know how to... let me know. We don't need to bust our knuckles up in a spar..." |
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Post by Johnathan Torrence on Mar 19, 2015 4:50:36 GMT -5
John took a deep sigh in aggrivation, he didn't want to fight anything. Taking the damned wrap he twirled it around his hands, wrapping htem neatly in the thin cloth. It was rather soft, much more so than he anticipated. He could tell already with the tightness of the fabric as it tugged on the thin skin of his knuckle, this would not be a fight that was in his favor.
"I suppose it's give and take around here, I'll give for now." He agreed, removing his jacket quickly and raising his flimsy arms. Forgetting how little he actually exercised his upper body, John would need to rely on some hard grapples to do anything to anyone.
"I'm really not one for throwing the first punch, usually someone does it on my behalf" he grinned, feeling as though he might get an edge soon.
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Post by Marcelis on Mar 19, 2015 18:00:15 GMT -5
**Gave johnny a small smile as he was able to wrap them on his own which is a good thing. But he can also tell that he wasn't quite confident in his abilities in hand to hand. Well that would change in due time, potential is something that can unlocked, no one is born the next Bruce Lee. Even Bruce Lee had to work on it. But to be said, some people are born with good genes. Good looks and good physique is just one of those freak-of-nature type things, but to be the best you have work for it... Or pay for it, whatever your point of view is. A carefully look to him as he finished the wrapping, Marcelis then afterwards tossed the tape to him. "Run a strip above and along the knuckles. And wrap a bit around the thumb... and then we will begin." **Marcelis slightly shifted his leg back a bit and put his hands up. His right fist was closest to the face with knuckles slightly touching under the chin. His left hand was loose and relaxed. The elbow was bent and the hand was couple of inches away from his face. He laughed a bit before he spoke again, this was the fun part. Cereza and himself always did a game with things like this, a spar can't be a spar until it has some type stipulation to it. "Well, I think we can make this fun shall we? We can only choose one limb to attack the face with, and I choose... My left!" **Taking a quick forward, with his left foot, the distance between them would be somewhat cut a bit. Mars' arm length would be in use as he attempted to the throw a jab to Johnny's face He would lean in with his shoulder, extending the length of it but only by a few centimeters. The blow wasn't strong, not his strongest, it was a welcome blow, a starting shot to see what Johnny can do.
~Its about timing... Speed and placement... Damn all those crazy teachings are coming at me huh?~
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Post by Johnathan Torrence on Mar 20, 2015 16:10:32 GMT -5
What? Sti- OH GOD THAT FIST IS FAST
John had almost no time to react, he had never taken a fight seriously before and he had no idea how to react as the bullet train sped toward him, his first instinct was to move his left foot forward a few inches, having that leverage was important for dodging, he swung his entire upper body back and brought up his left hand as hard as he could, hoping to slap the hand out of the way.
"OH JESUS!" He shouted before swinging his right fist out in a wild haymaker, he couldn't remember the last time he actually threw a real punch, and he knew the moment his hands clenched this wasn't going to hurt anyone.
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Post by Marcelis on Mar 24, 2015 21:31:02 GMT -5
.:OOC:. Yo... I literally stared at it and laughed a bit before posting... That was hella funny. And when you do an action like that, make sure you put where you would send the punch/kick away to. So that if the action goes through, it can be put into perspective for me in my next post. Thanks. .:IC:. **Marcelis threw the jab in a way to test his younger friend. Of course, being that it was an opening blow, it would have all the openings that it could have and speed that it carries from his constant practice use of the punch. It was lacking in the power department, but it wasn't made for that, but that was to be whatever Johnny would have done with it. But... to the setup to what was giving, Marcelis was put into complete shock as Johnathan swung left hand wildly to intercept the jab coming after him. Well he did move out of the way and the defensive swing scored the mark, but what came after it is what cause the concern of Marcelis' face. As the right handed haymaker was coming a Song be heard as it would inch closer and closer to connecting. He felt the blow lands on his jaw as it made him turn to his right pretty awaking him out of his initial shock. And all that was in his head at that moment was...
~Oro?... Nani...?~
**His confusion is what initially caused him to actually take a step back and look around the area before slowly turning to Johnny again before speaking... "What... the hell? What was that... Wait. Have you ever thrown a punch up to this point!?" |
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Post by Johnathan Torrence on Mar 27, 2015 2:42:39 GMT -5
John reared back, he couldn't believe that he actually hit the guy! wait, it literally did nothing, in fact John was pretty sure he broke a nail throwing that wild punch, the actual hell? It wasn't like John hadn't fought before, but it wasn't like John had to fight /that often/ before today. Typically he just talked and bored the enemy till they either left or another, much stronger ally took his place. John bit his lip and began to fake a laugh
"HAha, of course! I'm just trying to go easy on you, Can't hurt a new friend or anything..haha." John mocked, rotating his shoulder and stretching. If it wasn't clear now that John was outmatched by a fifth grader, then this person would be dumber than a bag of rocks.
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Post by Marcelis on Mar 28, 2015 18:24:17 GMT -5
**Marcelis stared at him for a second trying to understand the situation he was in. Knowing full well this man in front of him is as capable in hand to hand as a catholic school toddler, didn't exactly bode well with him. He put his hands up got into a fighting stance. He was annoyed. More so, that his judgment was off. Maybe this one he thought wasn't back into a corner yet. There are time where, beyond all logic and reason that you need to fight. Like wounded prey to a predator. He believe that Johnny was never pushed to a point where his mind switch over to attack mode, maybe pushing him there could be a good way to see if he was worth it. Could he put the effort in helping considering his eyes could be a good help to him and his cause. And maybe, just maybe Johnny would get something out of it as well. He slid his feet apart a bit as he lowered his torso a bit. Get his center of gravity in check, he pushed off forward to reach to close to him. It wasn't a run, more or less a quick step in, to get close enough and into his upper-body. Now, by reactions of what he was able to do. He would two things, but they would both start the same. Marcelis' head was around Johnny's chest area as he flexed his left shoulder forward, going to release a another jab. But, this is a feint you see, and he was actually setting up for two types of punches.
~Let's how fast your mind is...~
**First option, was the feint would try to hide the short right hook to the body, hitting his left side at the last ribs on the ribcage. It wasn't the knockout blow, but it would hurt if he didn't see it coming. The major part of the feint was to direct his eyes. To cause him to react and not brace for the body blow. As they say the blow you don't see is the blow that hurts the most. Second option, if the jab would cause his opponent to back up. He would quickly step in with his right foot and swing his right fist from below to aim for Johnny's sternum. Well, he preferred his heart area, but he would take what he can get. Now of course, all this is speculation. Marcelis can only cover two options, and everyone has there way to do many types of things. If anything else was to be done, the first option is the default.
~I am no machine, I can't cover all options...~
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Post by Johnathan Torrence on Mar 31, 2015 3:11:56 GMT -5
John knew this!!! HE KNEW THIS HOLY SHIT!!!
Having watching a ton of tv shows and movies growing up where dudes fought and threw each other through walls in a massive power struggle, or homoeroticism, no one knew really why they did it most of the time. But when this dude charged, holy crap he charged hard.. John knew exactly what to do, watching the guys shoulder, he knew that by the rotation if he stepped back it would be less than a second till he took a full blow to the ribs, he stepped forward instead, moving his right foot forward, Johnathan wrapped his left arm around the head while he leaned forward, using his entire weight to lean back and twist. Hoping to twist and perform a takedown slamming his head into the floor. If he weighed enough, and he calculated the momentum properly he should've been able to at least get them on the ground..
"Eat this Copper!!!!!"
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Post by Marcelis on Apr 6, 2015 18:12:47 GMT -5
**Into the motion of things, Marcelis was just having fun. Fun is one thing you can put hand to hand into doing anything that could be enjoyable, but getting your face bashed into the floor is not fun. And funny, considering his combatant isn't so verse in the art of fighting but has the drive and bravery to step into a blow coming at him. Marcelis was taking by small surprised, he pegged him to be a more prone to move away and dodge considering his last action. Well, maybe it is hope yet... Something to build on. As the hold took place on his neck, Marcelis noticed his feet pushing forward and then back as Johnny attempted to rest on him and then lug himself and Mars to the side... Of course Mars would take the blunt of the fall, which would suck but it is what it is. Marcelis propped his left arm to bend and block the back of his head when hitting the ground. Everything considering, the placement John would be what is known in MMA fighting is half-guard. Marcelis' left leg would be in between Johnny's legs as the rest of the body is resting on top of Marcelis himself. When Marcelis hit the ground, quickly understanding the situation, he made a small adjustment to push into the arm of Johnny and placed his arms around his head as he spoke. "Well, congrats on getting us here, but NOW what will you do?" **He stared at him as he awaited for a chance to attack when Johnny moved. He wasn't trying to keep this position forever. But to see what he would do, is what this is about. He started to smile, maybe now... Now things can get a bit fun.
~Don't disappoint me now... you started off so well.~
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Post by Deleted on Apr 18, 2015 11:28:07 GMT -5
Due to inactivity, I am grading this thread early. Marcelis receives +3 STR as he has passed the necessary word count.
Johnathan, however, has not. If the thread continues, he will be eligible for a full reward. If not, he receives +1 STR.
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Post by Johnathan Torrence on Apr 19, 2015 21:08:54 GMT -5
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(Sorry about that, got hella distracted with everything)
Johnathan took a deep breath, his arm swinging close to his chest with his elbow out, he intended to strike the older man in the left side of his jaw with the whole weight of his upper body. Should that fail he could always roll to his side and perform a swing kick up to his chest. But with the weight behind his arm, John could feel the gentleman tense up underneath him.
"You're stronger than me, why are you going so easy on me?" He asked, curious as to what his plan was, would Marcelis just wait out the kid and attack when he was weak from the fight? OR would he simply wait for an appropriate opening and then strike with all his might.
As John swung his arm, he pressed his thigh against Marcelis, not in a sexual way, but he tried to pin his leg down while John moved the entirety of his upper body. Marcelis was a strong individual, and clearly more clever than himself, but something seemed slow about him, like he wasn't able to read things as well as he hoped, perhaps it was just his perception, but John felt like he had the upper hand over him..
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