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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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[Band Class] It's Music Time~
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on Apr 13, 2015 20:10:23 GMT -5
Kyou raised an eyebrow at Brian Matthew's response. He liked that Kyou had been polite? And that he had expressed his opinion? Kyou took the papers that had been handed to him, dumbfounded. "Fascinating... I must say, I do really like this teacher. He's respectful and knows what's right and... even though I don't agree with things being 'fun', he wasn't just some artsy person who wants to throw rules out the window! He can be both creative and follow rules... And he didn't get so easily annoyed when I opened my big mouth--I mean, I always get in trouble for that! 'Kyou! Stop being a show off!' 'Kyou! Stop being a dumb-fuck!' "Kyou, you're so annoying! Just shut up, will ya?!' 'Listen to that little brat, acting like he knows things!' I mean... the last class I was in where I stood up for my beliefs and tried to gain equality between everyone... I was tied up and thrown out a window." He frowned slightly at the thought, then looking up at Zoe. "He seems far too nice to punish a young woman in such a way... But still, I know nothing about him. He could have two sides to him. And for that, I'll try to..." He laughed lightly to himself, ruffling his own hair with one hand. "Baka! What am I thinking?! I don't even know why I'm contemplating this--I already know what I'll do about it all!" He stopped, realizing he'd laughed out loud and he wiped the smile off his face instantly. "Man, now I understood what Dr. had meant when he said that! He's a pretty clever guy, giving a joke like that to me, knowing I'd figure it out later... haha..." He tried to cover for himself, but figured he'd look like an idiot either way. Still, he preferred that people thought he was randomly being a dumbass rather than laughing at his own silly deductions.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Apr 14, 2015 14:28:33 GMT -5
"I'll be careful, mam," Sarah said to Cereza, giving her a wink back and 'ding'ing her triangle with an extremely satisfied smile on her face. Seriously the triangle was such fun to just sorta hit and let ring out like that. She'd mentally make a note that this Asch guy was a little strange, though pretty. Eye candy didn't hurt at least, so she would turn her attention to the teacher who more or less understood where she was coming from.
Sarah got her replacement sheet music and while she was tempted to just try and use her ripped up sheet music she would instead look to see if her triangle music was on there somewhere. "Hey which one of these line thingies says when I should hit my triangle and how hard?"
She was curious about that though she wouldn't be able to follow the sheet music anyway so she'd be forced to try and guess. Reading music was definitely not one of her skills or even something she had any natural talent for so she was more or less left to guess either way.
Which, coincidentally, is why she abstained from voting. Either way she'd end up playing however, just cus she'd suck. But at least she'd suck in the best way possible, the mother fucking triangle. She did have to turn her attention to the brunette who was getting to be kind of a pain. "Hey, you there, some of us have aggression to work out. Besides, you don't have to have lessons to get good at any of this shit, if you freestyle enough I'm sure you can figure out some stuff. Hell, I can play drums without lessons if I just keep a beat, right? And this thing allows me to ding in time."
She hit the triangle. "Ooooo maybe I'll just ding this any time someone says something annoying and shout Ding Dong You're Wrong."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2015 14:37:14 GMT -5
Mireli was LATE. So late. It wasn't her fault!~ It was just so sunny outside and when she had been walking in the door she spotted a little squirrel and she couldn't help but run after it making chittering sounds in the hopes of making a new friend. Needless to say, it didn't work.
So, having run out of breath and losing sight of the little critter as it scuttled up a storm drain, Mireli had no choice but to go to class. It wasn't like she had actually intended to be late, right?
The small girl sneaked into the room, ducking behind a couple other students in search of a seat. Maybe she wouldn't be noticed...
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Post by Sage Honeysett on Apr 14, 2015 14:57:59 GMT -5
Sage sighs. So they're just going to be playing by the book anyways, how lame. He continues to twirl the drumstick in his hand as the sheet music comes to him. Just looking at it makes him cringe. It's not that he can't read music, but the song selection was not his style.
Without permission he takes a drumstick and starts a steady beat on one of the drums, then he kicks the stool he's on in time to create a simple beat. He's not doing this to get attention, but he's so bored and this class seems to be taking forever to start up.
With the beat he starts to sing softly, probably not even noticing he's doing it. "Just gonna stand there and watch me burn/But that's alright because I like the way it hurts/Just gonna stand there and hear me cry/But that's alright because I love the way you lie/I love the way you lie" His voice is a soprano which is a bit odd for a guy, but then Sage is small and cute, so who cares.
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Post by Asch on Apr 14, 2015 17:24:48 GMT -5
Asch yawned as the brunette with the glasses continued bitching at the teacher. He kept his mouth shut because he didn't particularly like to get aggressive with women, though if she pissed him off enough he probably wouldn't hesitate. But still, he liked Sarah's response to her, saying that they might need to blow off steam, and then saying she'd ding the triangle every time someone said something stupid. Until he was directly spoken to, he'd probably sit back and watch the show... Or at least, until someone said something where he had to jump in and start to get aggressive--he did love to fight. And so far, he hadn't gotten into a single fight upon coming to the school. He almost did--he threatened Seaweed-head that he'd kill him, but he hadn't done it.. yet. Needless to say, Asch was itching to fight, he was just lucky that so far he'd managed to distract himself from the urge to lash out by flirting with pretty girls. The school seemed to have a lot of them--though Princess was presently his favorite. He didn't have anything against Sarah, of course. Asch glanced over to the red-headed girl. In fact, he thought he'd grow to like her very quickly if her personality was always this fun and interesting--and this hadn't been a misleading first impression.
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Post by Zoe on Apr 14, 2015 18:50:39 GMT -5
Zoe's face grew red as he spoke. She'd sit down, crossing her arms as he spoke. How hard he's worked? He was just a teacher! They went to four years of college and their classes weren't the most cut throat. She knew exactly what he'd been through. "Don't act irresponsible if you don't want to be called that..." she mumbled, looking down with a huff. After all, what kind of teacher didn't even bother to try teaching?! Zoe literally had to make a fuss to get him to agree to at least a half hour of it!
If he thought she'd give him any more of her time after class, this teacher was insane.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 15, 2015 7:40:12 GMT -5
To her luck, it looked like the class wasn't entirely settled in yet. Students were still getting instruments, some were arguing with each other, some with the teacher, there was just an overall feeling of unrest that allowed the small girl to sneak in without much trouble.
There was a little boy tapping on a drum and singing softly, Miri didn't recognize the song, perhaps it was a mainland tune, it sounded a bit like the 'Blues' that she'd heard about. It was kind of pretty and sad, like a dying flower.
Miri sat down in the back of the class, picking up a pair of bongos as she passed. She sat down and rested the bongos between her knees, it was a common percussion instrument in the caravan village, so she was familiar with it. When they played music there were often percussions instruments like bongos, tambourines, shakers, and then guitars, penny whistles, whatever was easy to get their hands on and not too complicated.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 28, 2015 22:37:17 GMT -5
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