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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.
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Post by Zoe on Apr 9, 2015 22:50:19 GMT -5
The air was silence for once. This was the first time in the nearly a wood she had been here that she could actually listen to herself think. Why hadn't she thought about doing this sooner? After all, Zoe was a year ahead of all the lesson plans any teacher at this school had to offer. Half the teachers didn't even take attendance. If she kept going to classes and wasting her time, she'd fall behind on the lessons being taught at her old academy. So, Zoe had decided to sneak up to the roof to read and study on her own. Aside from being more interesting, this also assisted Zoe in avoiding the students in her classes who kept trying to muscle their way into her bag so they could copy her homework answers.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Apr 9, 2015 22:57:24 GMT -5
It was Macht's free period, and he had a lot to think about, so he decided to go to the roof rather than going about his typical pillar duties. He figured he was taking on the bulk of the work, and Shugo and Lex needed to step up and take care of things themselves. As such, he appointed himself his own break period and headed up to his spot. Much to his disappointment, however, there was someone else on the roof.
Macht contemplated being an ass, but then he decided he didn't have the energy for it. A sigh escaped his lips and he moved to sit beside the other person. "You know class is going on right now." He sounded nowhere near as threatening as usual. |
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Post by Zoe on Apr 9, 2015 23:07:56 GMT -5
Zoe jumped as she heard the voice, clutching her book tightly as she looked over her shoulder to the red haired boy. Her eyes shifted down to her large bookbag, lump from the instrument cases within before she glanced back at him. Slowly, the girl reached out to pull the bag towards her. She had learned not to leave her bag too far from her when other people were around...
”Er yes... but I thought... um... thought I'd get more done studying by mself..” she mumbled, looking down away from him as he sat next to her. The girl was practically rigid. He may not have sounded as threatening as he usually did, but Zoe was certain most students at this school could switch on a dime. |
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Post by Macht Stärke on Apr 10, 2015 0:25:46 GMT -5
Macht sighed once again, running a hand through his hair. Everyone had the same excuse, and it was rather irritating, but instead of snap he let it slide this time. He was on his break. He just needed to remember to stay cool, that's all. "... Right." His own bag was pulled in front of him and he began to rummage through it, pulling out a Tupperware with some fried chicken in it after a moment.
"Y'know, I'm supposed to tell you to go to class," he began, pulling out a piece of fried chicken and taking a bite. He then offered her a piece of her own, if she wanted one. "But... I'm not really in the mood. This is my spot, though, so tell me about yourself." |
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Post by Zoe on Apr 10, 2015 0:29:21 GMT -5
Zoe smiled weakly as he spoke. At least he didn't seem too keen on doing anything violent. If anything, the red haired boy looked tired. So, she looked down to her book in silence, trying her best not to disturb him. When he started rummaging through his bag, she looked up, blinking curiously as he pulled out a tub of fried chicken. Interesting.
”Eh? But... the teacher just hands out booklets and tells us to work on them... I already finished this week's...” she mumbled, glancing down to her book. A soft frown was on her face. However, it cleared when the boy asked her to tell her about herself because apparently this was his spot. Shaking her head politely, she declined the chicken. ”Er.. no thank you... I'm not hungry...” Looking to the side, Zoe shrugged.
”There isn't, um, much for me to tell. I'm just a new transfer here. I got here a few days ago.” |
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Post by Macht Stärke on Apr 14, 2015 0:33:23 GMT -5
 | It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
Rather than yell at the girl when she offered her excuse, Macht simply nodded. He knew how it was - being an intelligent person in this school meant that, more often than not, you were going to be ahead of the curve, bored, or both. Macht was both 100% of the time. If this girl wasn't as mentally deficient as the rest of the folks in the school, he might actually enjoy having come up here and finding her. "Suit yourself," Macht replied with a shrug and taking a monster bite out of the piece he had in his hand. He chomped down on it while she spoke, surprisingly quietly despite how much he was eating at one time. "Few days ago and you're already ahead. Nice." He smiled, though whether or not he was being sarcastic would remain unclear. "I imagine it must be a little overwhelming. The people here aren't particularly nice, myself included - some of the time, anyway. How's this hellhole been treating you so far?"words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Zoe on Apr 14, 2015 2:55:24 GMT -5
Zoe smiled weakly in his direction as he spoke. She was glad he seemed to be settled with her answer. Looking down, she'd let out a soft breath of relief. It was refreshing to come across someone who was somewhat reasonable in this school. When he spoke, she rubbed the back of her head. Shaking her head, she'd give him a no. "No... um... it's just my old school covered all this stuff last year..." she explained with a faint smile, unsure if he was being serious or sarcastic. It felt like he could be either.
She'd continue smiling weakly, her eyes shifted down to look at the ground while he spoke. "Er... it's been... I don't know..." she shrugged. "Nobody's hit me yet... which seems to be more than other's have experienced here..." Tilting her head, her eyes would glance towards him. "Eh? But you seem really nice..." |
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Post by Macht Stärke on Apr 14, 2015 3:21:49 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
Macht laughed, finishing his chicken, throwing the bone in the tub and putting it back into the backpack. "Almost had me impressed, too. Darn it." He made a small comedic gesture, moving his arm in an arc and snapping his fingers. It felt nice to have a bit of a laugh here and there. When the girl said Macht was nice, he cocked a brow and looked at her with a confused expression on his face. That was new. Most people thought he was an ass. In fact, he was even sure Vivi and Sarah thought he was an ass, and they were two people he thought genuinely liked him. "Are you... pranking me, or something?" He looked around to see if anyone else was there. This had to be a joke. "Everyone I know says I'm an ass. They're probably not wrong." He shrugged, looking back out over the courtyard, seeming to muse about something. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Zoe on Apr 14, 2015 23:51:07 GMT -5
She smiled softly as he spoke, shaking her head. Looking up, the girl tilted her head to the side thoughtfully. "I don't know... sometimes I feel like the people here are capable of more than what they're given credit for..." she shrugged. As he spoke once more, she'd rub the back of her head laughing nervously. "Ah, sorry to disappoint then!" she'd reply giving a small laugh.
As his brow cocked, Zoe's lips pressed against each other nervously. Why did he look like that? Did she say something wrong? Looking down, the girl worried for a bit before he spoke again. Pranking him...? "Eh? Why would I prank you...? I dont even know your name..." she mumbled softly, looking down. "S... sorry if it looks that way... eh? They do? You dont seem like one to me." |
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Post by Macht Stärke on Apr 18, 2015 2:01:54 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
the German said once he came to the conclusion that there really was no one else around. This was probably the first time he'd run into someone and they didn't peg him for an asshole right away. Honestly, it was more of a shocker than anything. "Thanks. I appreciate it. Don't tell anyone I'm being so nice, I've got an image to maintain." The last bit was added on as a joke. Macht's fingers rummaged around on the ground, picking up small pieces of broken concrete and flicking them off the roof, straight into the fountain in the courtyard below. "So what's your name, lady? What got you stuck in this hellhole?" Despite his word choice, Macht's tone seemed genuine enough. For someone so polite and timid to be in a place like this probably meant she was some sort of fucked up. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Zoe on Apr 18, 2015 22:19:36 GMT -5
Zoe nodded softly as he spoke, leaning back against the wall as her eyes shifted up to the sky. ”Macht..?” she repeated, as if taking the name to memory. When he spoke about not telling anyone he was nice, a look of confusion came across her face. ”Why shouldn't I..? Being nice is a good thing, right?” she asked, blinking softly. Looking down, she'd rub the side of her head. Zoe didn't understand why so many people didn't want others to know they were nice. ”An image...?” she'd ask, cocking a brow. Zoe would look down, biting on her lower lip. ”You're not in a gang too are you?” she'd ask softly. Nero said he had an image to keep, and he was in a gang.
”Er, my name is Zoe,” she'd tell him, glancing over to look at him. She pronounced it Zo by the way- not Zoey. Her face turned red as she smiled weakly. ”Er sorry, I should have introduced myself sooner...” she mumbled looking down. Zoe would look off to the side, avoiding eye contact as she shrugged. ”Nothing really...” she mumbled. ”I was just at the wrong place at the wrong time I guess.” Her voice went soft, almost a whisper.
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