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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 Deleted on May 1, 2015 22:26:56 GMT -5
He was a mouse, stuck in a cage full of bloodthirsty lions.
That much had become clear the very second Miyuki laid foot into The School's premises. There were no friendly tour guides to be found in the masses of aggressors, nor was there a single helpful soul in sight. Not in the students, not in the teachers and definitely not in the staff. Miyuki was almost disappointed in himself for expecting anything more from a Remedial Public School. Navigating himself through the hallway proved to be more of a trek than previously thought, the comfortable silence he wished for contrasted with the unfortunate reality of loud chattering and clashing bodies. Though he'd managed not to get trampled these past three periods, he was morbidly uncomfortable with the close proximity of others. The crowds slowly evaporated into their classrooms, leaving only heavy footsteps and awkward grunts in their wake.
The buildings were larger than expected. He'd never been to an actual School before, and seeing one from the inside made Miyuki feel more insignificant than he already was. The only thing comforting was the familiar scent of cooking that seemed to waft off of one room in particular.
His feet were moving towards the smell before the rest of him could comprehend it.
Peering past the door's frame in an almost meek manner, Miyuki relaxed at the sight of a Cooking Room. A place not at all foreign to him. His gaze shifted to a relatively small individual much like himself, bent over the counter-top and appeared to be struggling with their cooking. He wandered closer out of instinct, not contemplating what the student may have done to end up in such a place.
"Would you-- like some help with that?" There wasn't a trace of sarcasm nor mock in his voice, only a gentle inquiry. |
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Post by Sage Honeysett on May 1, 2015 23:12:57 GMT -5
Sage was making soup! He got an easy recipe and decided to try it out at school since they already had the right supplies. Let's see so he got out a giant pot and started to put in chicken broth. Then he dumped in random whole vegetables, a fish, and random herbs that were in the cabinet because they looked important
Well as the soup boiled away cause Sage had no clue what simmering was, he started to smell something odd. Well he found a bottle of vanilla because vanilla smells nice~. He put all the contents in, satisfied until pink steam came out from the pot.
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 4:33:54 GMT -5
Miyuki's gaze wandered, then stared at the pot of supposed soup in abject horror. The tops of whole vegetable poking from beneath the chicken broth's surface only proved to terrify him more. Outlines of a whole fish-- a wide array of herbs that should never go anywhere near broth. Miyuki could not put into words how terrifying it was sparing the abomination of a meal even a single glance.
An entire decade of regularly cooking meals for his scarcely functional family of six gave him more than enough experience in the art of Cooking, and this. This was all wrong. Dear god was that-- was that vanilla?
Unable to just stand on the sidelines and watch these terrors unfold, he timidly stepped further towards Sage. "Uhm, excuse me?"
"I don't think pink steam is natural, or healthy. Please reconsider eating it's contents."
He was convinced either would probably shrivel up and die if that soup came anywhere near their mouths.
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Post by Sage Honeysett on May 2, 2015 22:14:36 GMT -5
Sage was staring at his soup when he heard a voice. He looked over and tilted his head, quickly calculating if the other was a threat. Realizing he would be safe, Sage relaxed slightly. "The soup isn't suppose to have pink steam?" Sage thought a moment, then went to the cabinet to get some protein powder. Not reading the directions he dumped everything that was left into the pot. He thought everything was alright as he stirred it, then the steam turned a dark brown. Blinking and confused he thought and put some in a bowl. He walked over to Miyuki and gave it to him. "Do you think it's good?" Sage looked so worried that he did something wrong and it was so cute that it was almost impossible to not eat the soup.
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 0:13:07 GMT -5
Miyuki felt his confidence waiver as the other sized him up-- though Sage relaxing caused the tension to leave his shoulders in turn, simply offering a gentle nod in response to their question. His worry, however, increased when Sage began rifling through cabinets again only to receive a packet of what appeared to be powder. From so far away and without his spectacles, he really could only assume it'd be flavouring of some sort.
Then he dumped it, ALL of it, into the soup.
The bowl that was offered remained untouched for a hesitant second, though at their worried appearance Miyuki found himself softly accepting the soup, sipping a good portion of it to spare Sage's feelings. Resisting the urge to gag on it or pass it up all over the floor, he raised his head and gave the other a genuine smile.
"It-- tastes great." There was a pause, accompanied by a tiny gulp, "I have a recipe of my own, if you'd like me to cook you something?" |
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Post by Sage Honeysett on May 3, 2015 21:48:24 GMT -5
Sage smiles with excitement as the other eats his soup. When Miyuki seems to seems to like the soup. Sage's eyes light up with excitement as he thinks he made something yummy. "So you like it! You really really like it" His eyes now have sparkly eyes almost like glitter could be coming out of them.
When Miyuki says he has a recipe Sage smiles. "Really? Can I try it! You can just say the steps and I'll make the soup!" Sage runs around the place as he gets a new pot out and everything, however he forgot about his soup which now blue foam is coming out of.
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2015 23:53:18 GMT -5
Miyuki was more than a bit dubious to letting the other actually create said recipe, though that familiar look of hope he often saw on his own siblings, whom were all collectively terrible at cooking aswell, made him reluctant to deny Sage's request. That sparkly, inspired glance of his made Miyuki let go of a sudden smile before he could help himself, huffing quietly.
"Alright-- would you mind getting out some more chicken broth, and a few vegetables of your choice, please?" While Sage did such, Miyuki subtly turned off the stove area for the previously made soup, grasping it's handles and leaving it off to the side, forgotten. Hopefully. Afterwards, he shuffled through the drawers and began to pull out various ingredients.
"Do you want me to help you make it?" It could almost be perceived as threatening in itself, how gentle his voice remained all this time. |
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Post by Sage Honeysett on May 8, 2015 13:07:15 GMT -5
Sage gets the supplies he's asked to get then listens to Miyuki. He's a bit confused why he was so calm, as if it was forced or something. Though he disregarded it because by looking at Miyuki, he could definitely defend himself. He hums and smiles. "No, I'll try it myself." His eyes sparkle. "I think I can do it this time with your guidance."
Sage seems to be oblivious to Miyuki's irritation, but inside he's on alert in case anything might happen. He tilts his head and waits for instructions.
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Post by Deleted on May 9, 2015 6:21:33 GMT -5
At Sage's determination to cook correctly, Miyuki felt his irritation easing out in a flash. Instead, a tiny bit of guilt gnawed away at him for being so rude to someone whom was obviously trying their best, though failing. Horribly. His composed nature became less forced and more natural, shoulders relaxed and grip gentle around the ingredients.
"What's your name? If you don't mind me asking." His head tilted, akin to that of a curious puppy's. He added on a quiet, "Also, pour a few cups of water and broth into the saucepan about three quarters full, then put it on medium heat."
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Post by Sage Honeysett on May 10, 2015 19:15:00 GMT -5
Sage stares at Miyuki and tries to quickly analyze the question. Now it would usually be fine and he'd just answer, but something seemed off about the boy. Well it was a normal question and all, he might as well answer and if it turns out to be a mistake then... Sage will fix it.
He smiles slightly and tilts his head to add to the cuteness factor. "My name is Sage, how about you?"
He then listened to the instructions. So fill the pot three-fourths of the way with water and broth. Sage nodded to himself and got all the remaining broth in the kitchen. He dumped it into the pot and got it full to seven-eighths. Frowning he realized there would be no room for water, so he carefully went over to the sink and started to pour some out. Well Sage lost track of how much he was pouring and ended up with about two cups of broth. ". . ." He decided to just run with it and filled the rest of the pot with water.
He put the pot on the stove, then looked at the dial. Miyuki said to put it to medium heat. Not seeing the words medium or middle anywhere, Sage just turned the dial to the place where he thought it would be. A few minutes later he realized it wasn't getting hot, and then figured he needed to turn it up higher. So Sage turned the heat to high and waited for more instructions.
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