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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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Pride [Qi/GM]
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 1, 2015 22:56:20 GMT -5
Why did she drink this stuff anyway? What was it that did her any good and why couldn't Sarah find the nerve to bring herself to drink it? She sat at the bar with a drink in front of her, gripping it tightly. She looked at it harshly and the bartender came over and spoke with her.
"Ahhh, I get it. I knew something was up with you..." Sarah was afraid that she had been found out for her fake ID, a gift from her mom. "At first I thought your ID was fake but no, I totally get your guilted look now. It's the way you look at the drink, I've seen that a lot in here you know. You're in recovery, right?"
"That... that's right." She didn't know what else to say so she said that.
"For what its worth, you shouldn't do it. If you do that's your choice, I ain't gonna stop yeh cus it ain't my place and you'd just end up going somewhere else. Just let me make sure you have a cab ride home if you do and..." He reached under his bar and held out a card. "The names Frank, I run an AA group and I can sponsor you if your current sponsor isn't working out. Unless, you don't have one. Just... try to think about what it is you're doing, and try to think of different solutions."
"That's the problem," She said as she down the drink in front of her, tapping the glass. "I'm not looking for a solution. I'm looking for an answer."
"You ain't gonna find it in here," he said as he poured more 151 into the tumbler.
"Frank, that's the only place I'm going to find it." It wasn't too long after that Sarah found herself feeling quite drunk. And after a trip to the bathroom she found herself stumbling out the back of the bar into the alleyway, grasping for a surface to hold steady to and wondering if Frank would get worried and come looking eventually.
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on May 2, 2015 23:12:10 GMT -5
Frank, unfortunately, was not the one to come outside after she did. Two men spotted the woman stumbling out to the alleyway, and noting how vulnerable she looked at the moment, they decided to capitalize on it. A few moments would pass before they stepped outside, one of the men approaching her from behind and the other moving to close her in.
"Hey there, honey," the man closer to the door (her left, I'm assuming) started with a chuckle. "You havin' some trouble?" His voice was gruff and he sounded older, more "mature" ironically. If she looked up to him, she'd see he was quite large and a little pudgy. A hairy man whose ill intent was written clear on his face. His partner was smaller, almost a whole half-foot shorter than Sarah herself, but he was mostly covered and his features remained hidden for now.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 3, 2015 16:50:18 GMT -5
"Hey there, honey," Nope, not Frank. Her head was absolutely spinning even as she turned it she saw the man and the shorter one behind him. She looked from the hairy large guy to the other one and noticed her vision was tilting a bit, her eyes having trouble focusing but her ears at least picking up what he was saying, "You havin' some trouble?"
"Nothing I can't handle," She said as she wiped her mouth a bit and stood up tall she almost immediately was hit with a dizzy spell, forced to grab onto the guy's shirt as her stomach rejected some of the fluids she had put in her body and while it wasn't enough to sober her up, she managed to vomit a little on the guy's shirt. She let go and backed up almost immediately. "I uh... I'm sorry..."
She stumbled a bit but kept herself upright by bracing a hand to the brick wall of the building behind her.
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on May 4, 2015 18:55:58 GMT -5
Man #1, let's call him Jim, pushed Sarah toward the wall just after she vomited, and before she could back up. Jim and Man #2, let's call him Bob, would step up to her, each one pushing against her shoulders so that she'd be forced up against the wall.
"This was my favorite shirt," Jim started, his hand beginning to run down Sarah's arm. "You're gonna have to make up for that. But I don't want your money, necessarily..."
Bob smiled creepily as Jim tried to remove Sarah's shirt!
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 4, 2015 19:36:14 GMT -5
Sarah felt herself get pushed back as she tried to get her wits about her. She was dizzy and she might have lost balance if not for the sturdiness of the wall. As it was she had slumped a bit against it. "This was my favorite shirt, You're gonna have to make up for that. But I don't want your money, necessarily..."
The creep's hand had been on her arm and it sent shivers of disgust throughout her body. She was about to do something about it but suddenly felt something strange come over her. She looked over at the other guy, that was her way out of this, her way of going about this. She couldn't fight but he could, she just had to... to convince him...
"Hey..." She said to the other guy, "You just gonna let him do this? Don't you want to go first? Who says he gets ta... ta have all the fun first?" She felt her body feel strange as her voice softened, she seemed to take on a bit of a glow and a nice smell as she chuckled lightly, "You seem like a real man, not one to take this guy's sloppy seconds."
She spoke these words as the guy tried to remove her shirt, Sarah didn't struggle too hard, wearing a bra underneath and hoping this might only feed into the distraction. She needed a moment to gather her wits.
[Tier 1: Charm
Sarah's Qi impacts her ability to charm those around her, creating an alluring scent, a gentle glow, and softening her voice. While opponents may not be swooned, it can serve as a distraction. Attempts to attack Sarah suffer -5 Wisdom
1/4 Uses]
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on May 6, 2015 0:11:27 GMT -5
Jim tuned Sarah out as she spoke, removing her shirt with little effort seeing as she didn't fight it really. Bob, on the other hand, was really affected by what she spoke, and it showed in his eyes first. He watched Jim angrily, and once the shirt was finally removed, Bob stepped forward and shoved him hard enough to send the guy stumbling a few feet back, since it caught him by surprise. This would leave Sarah free and, ironically enough, under Bob's protection.
"Back the hell off, Jim," Bob said angrily. But, apparently, Jim wasn't having any of this fuss, so he charged at Bob and tackled him to the ground. The two began to literally fight over Sarah! By the time they finished, Jim, the naturally stronger man, slammed Bob's head into the floor and knocked him out, and continued his advance on Sarah!
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 6, 2015 0:25:14 GMT -5
Sarah felt herself finding a moment to gather herself. She focused really hard on trying to clear her mind and on trying to sober up. She wished she had coffee or something as she watched the two scrap with each other, and as she backed up she noticed that something felt odd with her body. Her vision was clearing up a bit and she could feel her stomach even beginning to settle just a touch. She shook her head as she lifted her hands up almost defensively.
Jim beat Bob up, leaving only him. Not that much of a challenge though Sarah did want to get her shirt back as soon as possible.
As her head continued to clear up she put up a hand to display she wanted him to stop.
"Don't, please just... please don't." She continued trying to back up, delaying this as much as possible. Her body still glowing a bit, "You don't want to do it like this..." She wasn't sure if this would work, but she prayed she got her wits back completely.
[Charm 2/4 Uses
Tier 1 Qi Power: Cleanse
During a post making no offensive moves, Sarah may use her Qi energy to cleanse her body of pollutants and negative effects such as statistical negatives from consumables or negatives from other individuals Qi's clearing up to -10 stats overall per 5 int. This can NOT be used to cleanse her own Qi's negative impacts. Sarah's focus during this time lowers, giving her -5 Wisdom during this post. This process also detoxifies substances like alcohol from her system.
Wisdom: 12 (-5), 1/4 uses]
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on May 6, 2015 0:30:29 GMT -5
Jim stopped for a bit at Sarah's request, but due to her causing him to beat up his best friend, he wasn't in a very good mood, so a small distraction was the best she was going to get here! Taking one step a second, at best, he continued to advance, gripping her shirt tightly.
"It wasn't s'posed to be like this, you bitch," he spat, literally, blood shooting out from his mouth as he spoke. Once he was within striking distance, he'd throw a sluggish right haymaker at her pretty little face.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 6, 2015 0:37:08 GMT -5
"It wasn't s'posed to be like this, you bitch," The blood splattered against her face and shoulder, she let out a noticeably disgusted sound as he charged in at her. She just about didn't catch it in time, ducking under the punch and firing up a right cross straight between his legs. If he was going to do things this way she was going to play the survivor game and he wasn't going to come out of this thing with balls, possibly not his life if she could help it.
"Don't call girl's BITCH!" She would follow it up with a second if possible before attempting to tear her shirt free from his hands.
[Charm 3/4 Uses]
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on May 6, 2015 0:41:21 GMT -5
The cross to the nads floored Jim and he fell face first, letting out a cry of pain especially after the second strike to his privates. Successfully, Sarah would manage to grab her shirt from his hands, but before she could get out of the area it became apparent that Jim didn't actually finish Bob off just yet!
The other man stumbled to his feet, before lunging after Sarah from behind. He was weak, but his body was limp and heavy.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 6, 2015 0:46:31 GMT -5
"That's right, and I'm not done yet."
She felt a moment of triumph about it all until the man from behind jumped her, she felt him against her and immediately struggled against it. The whole thing was disgusting and she didn't want to imagine what he would do if she left him there rubbing against her back. So, reaching over with her arm to to grab him before thrusting her hips back and leaning forward to throw Bob on top of a floored Jim.
"I tell you what I'll do... I'll let one of you live. The first one to run away wins. Or is that me being too generous?"
She felt strange again, as if she was no longer as admirable as before. She wasn't looking to trick them at this point she was looking to make them bite the curb while she stomped their skulls in. "Or do you just want to keep trying to rape me?"
[Charm ended 3/4 uses]
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on May 6, 2015 1:02:39 GMT -5
Sarah's threats seemed to work, considering she made a mess of these men single-handed. The two attempted to scramble back against the wall nearest them. They looked to each other, unsure of how to proceed, and then instantly they bolted at either side of her. Before she could make any attempt at attacking them, Frank stepped out of the door to check on the commotion. The men would, if they remained unhindered, run to the other end of the alley and disappear, but Frank had already called the cops just in case.
"Find your answer in that?" He asked his question dryly, though it was free of cynicism. "Get yourself clothed, and I'll get you a cab home."
//Qi Unlocked!
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