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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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For the Love of the Game (Open)
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 19, 2014 17:03:30 GMT -5
It had been event in his local park around a week ago that led Steven to where he was now. The school gym after school, where he had heard that the basketball club was. He knew that later this week he would be back here again for completely different reasons, but the desire to play had been growing ever since the game he played that cause him to meet Allen. However Steven would be disappointed. While he had expected to see quite a few people in the gym. There were 4 guy's playing two on two. It then occurred to Steven that the team might have been away on a game. The four players obviously those who didn't make the cut.
Steven would start making his way over to those playing, trying to think of a way to ask to join in, without seeming like an outsider, when the ball rebounded hard off the backboard and over those playing. Steven would rush forward, a hand out stretched and catch the ball low to the ground before it landed. Steven would pull the ball up change stance, and shoot. The ball hit the hoop, and looked as if would go down, before spinning out and dropping over the outside and into the waiting hands of one of the player.
"Who are you?" The guy holding the ball would ask. "Rosett, just felt like seeing if I can still play." Steven would reply. "Sorry man but we hate playing uneven teams. Unless you can find someone to play that is." The guy would respond in turn. 'That sucks.' Steven though to himself, sighing, Steven headed back to the court side, maybe someone would turn up, if not he would just watch the game
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets. Fuck outta' here."
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Dec 21, 2014 7:01:32 GMT -5
"Just find something to keep your mind occupied, Santana. May it be a sport, video-game, or even a cute girl. Just keep yourself out of trouble and you can claim what it is you want."
That damn same voice echoed through his head constantly and with a rapidly steady pace each time. Every time he heard "the voice", he found himself wanting to desperately cease it with every fiber of his physically impressive body.
"Yeah, I know."
He pushed open the gymnasium double-doors and strolled across the rather large basketball court. The passing junior paid very little mind to the pick-up game being played by the rejects of this public school. All he needed to do was get to point A to point B in the shortest amount of time possible and ironically enough cutting through the gymnasium allowed such feats to happen. With his backpack on one shoulder, Juelz attentions was solely on the smartphone held at neck level. However, as he passed through the sidelines, the skirmishing ballers caught sight of him and whispered among themselves.
"Aye, that did want to play. What if we get that dude to join? Make it a good ole' fashioned 3v3, full court?"
"Man fuck all of that. He doesn't even look like the type to ball, to be completely honest with ya'."
"You kiddin' me? Look at him! Tall as shit and he just got that 'basketball is my favorite sport, I like the way they dribble up and down the court~' vibe goin' on, ya' know?!"
"Hella racist, dude..."
"Fuck up, man! I'm askin' him..."
"Hey, bro!"
He called out towards the passing Juelz.
"I don't want to pla---..." God dammit that annoying ass "voice" returned. Keep yourself occupied to stay out of trouble. Blah, blah, blah, he got it! He was on the verge of going on a seething rampage if he didn't get this "voice" to clam the fuck down. So, he did the one thing he didn't want to do when setting foot within this public place of teenage angst and trash... He accepted the offer of friendly sport with others.
"I'm game."
He called out; forgetting he needed to hit up the library for a book or two and dropping his backpack besides the lowest row of bleachers. Don't know if one would call this fate or not, but Juelz also seemed properly dressed for the occasion. He sported name brand casual or "hardcore" (depending on who you asked) basketball gear. Jordan shorts, Jordan sneakers, Jordan socks, and a muscle tank-top to make it all come together.
Golden eyes examined over the males as he awaited for the run down on how the game was to be played. The "heir" knew he needed to keep his mouth shut or violence would ensue. Hopefully he could keep the talking to a minimum or these guys proved themselves to not be complete sheep's. |
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 21, 2014 12:02:05 GMT -5
Steven watched as someone else arrive. Those playing the game disccusing get the newcomer to join in order to make the team 3 vs 3 by allowing Steven to join as well. Steven would raise an eyebrow when the seemed to be going to say no. Only to cut off before agreeing to join. Steven would give his normal please smirk and remove his jacket.
Steven himself wasn't as well dressed for the idea of sport. However he pratically live in the clothes he had and was comoftable enough to play with out the jacket. Steven head over and join with one of the pairs to make a team of three. Leaving the new guy for the other pair. Ready to get the game underway.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Dec 21, 2014 15:28:00 GMT -5
With the players equally distributed, Juelz stood behind the player on his team checking up the orange sphere. Out the players peripherals, he couldn't help but notice the ivory locks of the junior.
Their ball!
Juelz dashed to his left and passed his man (the player guarding him) in a blur. Coming to a sliding halt, the orange spherical orb of compressed air flew in his direction like a bullet leaving the chamber of a pistol. With an extended hand, the 3rd year caught the ball and allowed it to hit bounce off the court to prevent double dribbling.
With the "rock" in his possession he moved with the grace of a seasoned baller. His handling skills were legendary; he dribbled the ball in ways you'd only think possible in those over the top basketball video games. One of the opposing players attempted to steal the ball with an extended arm and swipe. But in the process of stretching out the arm, Juelz had already juked past the fellow with movements akin to an phantom; or the amazing superstar known as Allen Iverson in his prime.
The ball bounced off the court with amazing control, and the hop was within view with no one guarding him. So, with another burst of impressive speed, Juelz would drive the ball down the court in attempt a lay up. |
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 21, 2014 20:06:48 GMT -5
As Sanatana took off running, Steven would be in pursuit only a faction of a second behind him. While Steven was unable to intercept the pass being made to him, Steven was able to keep up and put the guy under pressure. While another member on his team tried to get the ball. Even so the guy pressed on, and Steven was surprised that someone who at first didn't seem like they wanted to play was good at the game.
Steven would jump using his hight and long arms in order to get in the way of the ball at the last second. To late for him to catch the ball however, Steven instead simply used one hand to slap it away and back down the court. Where after a brief exchange between another of the members of both team, one of the one on Steven team claimed the ball. As they tried to head toward the other basket avoiding inception Steven would land and quickly jog after planning to be ready to defend if the ball was reclaimed.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Dec 22, 2014 12:46:38 GMT -5
"Get your man."
Juelz spoke as he landed on the court with a few slight bounces. He was a litt-, no, a lot surprised someone managed to swat away his lay-up. What made it even that much more surprising would be the fact the person that blocked the orange sphere happened to be the only one in jeans on the court. He spat off to the side as he dashed down the court; passing everyone as his hazel eyes were dead set on the bouncing rock being passed around.
Instead of guarding his dude, Juelz made it his primary objective to retrieve the ball back within his teams possession. So, standing behind one of his mates, he would tap the boys left side and exchanged an tactic without even sharing words. The youth nodded and the plan was kicked into high gear almost immediately.
The youth guarded the ball carrier at a distance; arms up with legs shifting from side to side. With the ball carrier distracted, Juelz swooped in like a hawk from the side and stole the ball with a quick snatch.
He drove down the court with even more speed than before; the sphere in his possession being handle with the utmost amount of care and skill. Juelz preformed cross overs to those that attempted to stop him effortlessly. Getting within range of the basket, he took off with yet another burst of speed before launching himself skyward and going for an one handed slam dunk! |
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 23, 2014 12:42:36 GMT -5
Steven hanging back rushed once more in attempt to block the guy who had got the ball. However this time instead of deflectable lay up. The guy leap and dunked the ball in an impressive display. Steven however wouldn't even let the ball land catching under the net where had been having hoped to block the guy.
From the back line Steven would immediatly pass the ball out to the left. Bot giving the other tem much time to react before Steven would go running forward dodging pass any one who got in his way. Once closer the ball would once more come his way, and not trusting in his skill to dribble in cloest with how well the other team had swiped it earlier. Steven would catch the ball and shoot quickly but relaxed before the other team could put to much pressure on him. The ball sailed towards the hoop.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Dec 23, 2014 15:48:52 GMT -5
"Not even going to check it up?"
Juelz would murmur to himself; still latched on to the hoop as he watched the other participants continue the fast paced activity. Letting go of said hoop, the junior landed firmly and dashed after the others instantly upon doing so.
"Keep up with your man."
He'd "suggest" once again as he eyed the orange sphere in the possession of the opposing team. "Got him!" Juelz reassured the people he was playing with the very moment he noticed Steven prepping himself for the two pointer shot. Like a phantom fazing through walls, Juelz practically floated down the court while easily bypassing futile screens put up by those of the opposite team. The very instant the ball left the grasp of the shooter, Juelz was there; his massive hands reaching for the sphere as he launched himself upward with all his might. Truth be told, he wasn't much a defender. But when it came to jumping and brute strength, he was up there with some of the best (his age of course).
He asserted his dominance mid-air, grabbed the ball somewhat mid flight, and passed it to one of his open mates. There was no time to exchange glares between himself and Steven, so once he hit the court, he dashed down the court once again with high hopes of making yet another fantastic play. |
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 24, 2014 22:45:00 GMT -5
Steven was shocked when Santana had managed to keep up with him. Especially seeing he hadn't waited for the man to recove from the slam dunk before Steven had forced the game. However there was an appreciation of the skill, when the other man claimed the ball and pass it on.
"Get back here." Steven would mutter before he would take off after the guy, he wasn't wearing the right sort of clothes to be trying to claim the ball back ever time they loss possesion of it. Santana would find Steven marking him as hopefully on of his team mate tried to get the ball back. He would be trying to get between him and the guy with the ball in order to prevent a pass.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Dec 25, 2014 2:31:46 GMT -5
Setting up a screen, Juelz' effortlessly blocked one of the retrievers from even getting within arm reach of the current sphere carry. The opposing member that fell for the screen found themselves flat on their ass from the somewhat hard collision. However, Juelz would still be standing thanks to his intense training through the years and harden physical resilience. With a faint smirk, The Junior leaped over the downed player and continued down the court; getting himself open for the rock.
"Tch,"
Juelz couldn't help but notice Steven giving the ball carrier a rather hard time. So, with another burst of speed, he would dash behind the player in possession of the ball and loop around to the right side and hope the carrier would do a short pass to the side being guarded the less.
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With the orange sphere within the grasp of Juelz, he would dribble down the court; eyeing two defenders ready to retrieve the ball with the utmost amount of determination. The first defender stood with confidence but very little skill; or at least to Juelz. So crossing him up was as easy as counting to three. The Junior put his back to the defender, faked going left, then right, then went left before the defenders footing could be regained. The second defender was tall; like really tall, easily standing around 6'5'' with even "taller" arms. Crossing him up would prove much more difficult and to be honest, it was probably what they all expected. Juelz seemed like the "ball hogging" type, right?
Well he wasn't...
Putting himself in a shooting stance, he rose the ball above his head and acted like he was about to go for a three point shoot. So, instinctively, the defender rose his arm and attempted to block out. But little did he know, the shot would be the classic "pump fake" and with the giant blocking something that wouldn't be, Juelz preformed a rocket esque pass to one of his open mates.
The pass was expertly executed... Too bad Juelz was playing with 3rd string bench warmers. The speedy and well controlled pass did nothing but travel down the court due to the fact his mates weren't on the same wavelength as him. "You serious right now?" He'd ask with sweat cascading down his face. With a faceplam, Juelz did nothing but await for an completely opened Steven to make any kind of shot he so wished . |
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 27, 2014 18:54:57 GMT -5
Steven would dash in and claim the ball after the attempted pass had been failed due to the targets not being in the right position to get the ball. The expect positions and good player would try to be in. With that Steven would go straight for the basket, there was no reason to try a shot from range.
Much like the first attempt Santana had made at the beginning of the game Steven would dribble the ball to the net before leaping upwards. One arm reaching out and the ball expertly rolling from his finger tips. Spinning around the inside rim edge of the hoop before falling through. Steven would smile to himself.
Knowing that he had passed the game to the point of ignoring check, Steven would expect however on the other team claimed the ball after the point to do the same. Landing he would already start to jog back, keeping an eye out for events around him.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Dec 28, 2014 1:33:43 GMT -5
"Stop apologizing..." Juelz grumbled in a low tone to those that sought his forgiveness for the obvious fuck ups leading to the free and open lay up completed by the opposing ballers. "We're here to have fun, right?" They nodded in unison. "We're here to practice the sport in which we all; if not most of us care for with a passion, right?" Again, they nodded as one. "Then lets just fucking play the game, man. We're human we all make mistakes and no one is perfect. I may be fucking amazing but at the end of the day this is a team game. Get it? So stay focus and ready for the rock when it's passed around."
With that being said, Juelz picked up the orange sphere with a single palm and prepared to check up the ball. The opposite team must've been a little surprised that he wanted to check it up. Well, he did and he was waiting for someone to come check it up with him. |
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 29, 2014 19:53:29 GMT -5
Like the other two on his team Steven was surprised when Santana went to get ready for checking the ball in. Though from the spiel of sportsmanship and having fun with the game, it didn't seem like to odd of an action. Steven would step up and wait for the ball to passed out to him, with a final glance out of the corner of his eyes, Steven would make sure his team members where in a position to hopefully make a pass harder for Santana's team member to receive and keep control of.
"Alright as you, say let's have fun." Steven would comment quickly, then Steven would check back, and quickly watch the guys posture as he would have to catch the ball trying to predict which way he was going to pass by the way he moved, before trying to intercept the path of the ball, even though it was unlikely that he would claim it. The purpose was to make it harder to see the ball coming or possibly knock it to mess up it's path slightly in order to make catching the pass harder.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Dec 30, 2014 15:27:53 GMT -5
With the rock back within his massive grip, Juelz stretched the sphere outward with a smirk before he began a string of expert dribbles in place.
"You think you can keep up with me?"
He'd ask the boy attempting to stop him from passing the ball. Technically, Juelz would be stuck in place with no other choice but to pass the ball. But, like he said minutes before: They were here just to have fun, right?
"I'll give you once chance to steal the rock from me. I won't even move my legs."
Would he take the bait? The way Juelz handled the ball indicating he had something up his sleeve if Steven would bite. But who knows, maybe Juelz truly did underestimate Steven's skill in the game, so if he did decided to go for the steal, he might be able to change over possession. |
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 30, 2014 23:12:47 GMT -5
"Let's see."
Steven didn't like rising to taunt in life from other people, it was clear that the other man had something in mind, but Steven wasn't going to let an opportunity pass him by. Steven would step in to the right, like he was going to try and take the ball from that side bringing up his left hand as if to swipe it. However instead Steven would step fast across to the left, his right hand only raising slightly in order to try and take the ball as he cross over in front of Santana.
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