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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 Steven Rosett on Mar 15, 2015 22:39:54 GMT -5
(OOC: If you want to join ask me and I might say okay)
The school day would be over, and Steven would have spent some time in his class after the bell rang. Reading to himself as normal. About half a hour after that Steven would get up and leave, heading to go home. Then the day would start. Because something a major as what happened next would never be the end of a day.
"Hello Steve."
A female voice would say and cause Steven to look up from his book as he walked through the courtyard. No one called him Steve. He hated it and Steven would look up. 3 men would one standing ahead of him. Steven eye would widen and he would back off dropping his book to the ground. This couldn't be happening these guys were meant to be miles away. Not even this state why they here.
The first man was wiry and short. Black hair and dark skinned. He was the head of the basket ball team at #325, they had been okay in life before events. Steven had though that he would have helped him, but he was only the third and too scared of the others. The second was a giant, the size of a soldier and a build to match, this was the second pillar of #325. The last stood in between the other too, tanned, no not just tan but Spanish, she had eyes of such dark black that they drained the soul, he was the first pillar.
"It's time to finally die Steven. Do you know how long we have looked for you."
The first pillar would flick a hand as he spoke. A butter fly knife coming out of his sleeve and spinning in his hand so the blade would come out. In fear Steven would continue to back off.
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Post by Sterling on Mar 19, 2015 21:04:01 GMT -5
Sterling didn't like going to school because he preferred experiences over text, what could books tell you that experiencing things could not. It wasn't that he didn't or couldn't read, that was easy even for a rebel such as himself. It was that the school valued scholarly pursuits while simultaneously having a plague of violence surrounding them, sometimes this school he'd been forced into reminded him of home. Because at any given moment violence could erupt, causing those around to be on their guard at all times.
As he walked from school for the end of the day and out towards the gate, he too was reading a book but only because he was told he had too. He did like reading fictional books or the occasional historical text, but that was few and far between and he'd yet to tell weather this was real or fake information. As he read a little on the history of the country he resided in, Sterling had not looked where he was going and bumped into the three #325 students.
Falling on his butt Sterling sighed knowing it was his own fault for not paying attention "Sorry, was busy reading. Excuse me" expressed Sterling as he started getting up and dusting himself off. Once he stood up properly he noticed things were a little more strange then usual, he'd apparently walked into something and just sighed again.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Mar 19, 2015 22:05:37 GMT -5
Steven had been backing off, when another student distracted walked passed and right into First Pillar who held the knife and fell backward to the ground. Steven would see the first pillar pull back her knife hand as Sterling started to get to his feet. Steven would push himself the fear. Steven would grab the kid by the collar of his shirt. Steven would pull and leap away dragging Sterling with him. Causing the First's pillar knife to swing at air.
If Sterling fought against Steven dragging him aside, he was probably going to get hurt.
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Either way the first pillar would speak.
"Steve. Steve. Steve. Still trying to protect people. Like a fool. I bet you wondering why I've come back to finish the job."
"I don't give a fuck."
Steven would snap back trying to put distance between them and him and sterling. They liked to play with people. They wouldn't attack in full force yet, he knew. If they did this was going to be one dark day.
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Thirds Stats - All 15
Seconds Stats - STR and CON 20, Others 15
First Stats - WIS and DEX 25, Others 20
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Post by Sterling on Mar 20, 2015 1:26:19 GMT -5
Sterling didn't have time to react to Steven grabbing him and jumping away with him, replying to the knife wielder that he didn't care. "That's obviously a lie" spat Sterling as he got his footing. Standing up and looking at the man "I'm grateful for the assist but I believe I could've dealt with it. Anyways what's the situation, I'm in this now so I may as well have the story or at least cliff notes" expressed Sterling as he pulled out a sniper scope out of his pocket. Obviously not attached to a weapon, he turned it towards the three assailants hoping to get a better view.
Without looking back Sterling spoke again "I'm hoping you can fight like most of the students here, if that's the case we're in with a chance. My best guess judging from his words, this is personal so they're not leaving. Two are difinitely in this fight, the third looks less pleased with being here and might be talked into backing down or away. I'm not sure how strong either of us are compared to those three, but we could attempt to pick them off or apart from a far" assessed Sterling feeling like he'd returned to being a general in Peru. His accent would've been heavily apparent in his speech, he kept an eye on the three figuring he wouldn't have to watch his back just this second.
He paused for a second and pulled the scope away from his eye, realising he'd taken charge of the situation without giving the man a chance to object. Turning his head he looked at Steven "Sorry, I'm used to assessing and giving orders. I'm Sterling, General in the Shining Path. Which is a rebel army in South America" introduced Sterling offering a hand for the man to shake if he felt so inclined.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Mar 21, 2015 22:08:29 GMT -5
"God this dick speaks more then the knight does." The Second pillar would say, with a amused grin over to the First Pillar. "Ain't that right Amy"
"Cut the crap Cid." The Third would speak up, he was scared but he wasn't scared of the Second, it was the First he feared. "Quiet Jared. Cid I want Steve on the ground, I never got to finish my drawing last time." Amy would say, spinning the knife in her hand. She was talking about the huge scar on Steven's back. "Jared you deal with the kid." She would then order pointing the knife at Sterling.
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"Do you really think this is the time to be talking?"
Was all Steven would say in response to Sterling words. The offered hand going ignored as Steven eye would be locked on the knife that Amy held. He knew that knife, intimately. Seeing it again terrified Steven. However he had become faster and stronger then he use to be. Running was not a option, they would hound him down another day anyway, and he would just be leaving Sterling to face them alone.
"Because I don't.
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Jared the Third Pillar would come in fast charging at sterling, the man was small, but he would lash out with his right foot in a low kick for Sterling at knee level. Meanwhile Cid would come at Steven, swinging in fast and hard. A right hook, a left hook, and finally a right upper cut. All aimed for Steven's head.
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Post by Sterling on Mar 22, 2015 4:37:15 GMT -5
Another reason why he hated the Americans, they couldn't see the purpose behind anything beyond their own pride. "Well sorry for trying to formulate a plan, we don't all rush in like idiot Americans" replied Sterling with venom in his voice, he was tired of being treated like he was inferior. Just as the fighters on the ground decided to move, Sterling had the wary third one. He knew little about him so turning him to his side or away from the fight was unlikely, he also figured that he had no time to assembled his guns. So sighing slightly Sterling got into a a slow ginger rhythm as he watched Jared come at him, timing his moves right Sterling would attempt to roll to the side. Not loosing rhythm as he rolled and attempted a ground level spin kick, aimed at Jared's legs.
If he succeeded in tripping the man, then Sterling would continue his movements get back to his feet. After which he'd move again in rhythm, jumping slightly and attempting to come down on the man with both knees aiming for his stomach. If his trip didn't succeed then Sterling would be up quicker, keeping the movements going back and forth waiting for Jared to strike again. One of the good uses of Capoeria is at his constant movements keeps him on his toes and ready to move but can also be quite distracting to ones opponents. "Come now, I don't scare you do I" taunted Sterling while he gave his best death glare hoping to actually scare him.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Mar 23, 2015 0:26:14 GMT -5
Jared would see his leg miss and Sterling go rolling into a low kick of his own. Jared would spring up off his other leg jumping over the kick. Landing on his back leg, Jared leg that he had thrown for his kick previously would come across backwards, The heel of his foot aimed for Sterling jaw.
Steven would move in to a flowing dance like movement. Ducking under the first two jabs thrown by the second pillar. However Steven would be distracted by Sterling in the corner of his eyes. Noting the way the other man moved was similar to his own. This would cause Cid upper cut to connect and knock Steven head back. However Steven was tougher then he once was and would push up of a leg as he reeled back and slammed a foot into Cid gut sending him staggering backwards.
Amy would stand there watching and see that Steven had become stronger. However rather then jumping in to help Cid, Amy knew how to exploit Steven's personality. She would start walking towards Sterling and Jared knife in hand. Planning to attack the other student to force Steven to reacted recklessly.
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Post by Sterling on Mar 23, 2015 2:20:01 GMT -5
His roll walked but his spin kick didn't, forcing Sterling to fall backwards Matrix style. In attempt at avoiding the jaw shot while secondy getting some distance by then going into a flip after his fall. Noticing the approaching girl heading towards him as he landed back on his feet, Sterling grabs something from his pocket.
"Looks like the girl doesn't trust you" commented Sterling in attempt to Jared into verbally lashing out at Amy. Meanwhile the scope he held previously, was sent flying towards Amy's face at what speed and strength Sterling could must. Turning back to Jared Sterling smirked wondering what would happen, he kept up his movements hoping to continue to disorientate and annoy Jared while keeping an eye on Amy,
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Post by Steven Rosett on Mar 24, 2015 19:03:13 GMT -5
Jared would indeed turn his head in order to look towards Amy due to Sterling words. He didn't speak against the First pillar but did raise a questioning eyebrow and pretty much would wait until she was involve.
Amy would gracefully move her head to the side as Sterling threw something at him. She would still walk towards him, and then she would dash forward knife raised, slashing out for him.
Steven would start to rush into try and cut the women off however Cid would have slowed him down. The mean Steven would not be in time to stop the attack, however Steven would be upon the women a fraction of a second later and try and tackle her to the floor.
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DUE TO INACTIVITY THIS THREAD HAS BEEN RETCONNED AS NOT HAPPENING. EVENT FOR THIS PLOT WILL BE TAKING PLACE IN ANOTHER THREAD.
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