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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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Drama Class [Fine Arts] (Closed)
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Post by Deleted on May 3, 2015 21:29:29 GMT -5
Lucia would waver there in her position taking this instance to observe the room, patient to not let her gaze linger on anyone for too long, no sense in making enemies here in a position she was less than prepared for. A man in the back of the auditorium would draw her immediate attention, darker skin looking more rough around the edges. The perfect candidate she'd expect for her future ploys as she needed warriors, not knowing much better she'd stereotype him as such. Eyes calmly traced to follow the blonde girl entering slowly after she did, a meek figure based on her stature, the representation of a nerd maybe implied given her glasses and anxious grip on her book bag always rough for those sensitive types. Lucia would check her off the list of candidates, she didn't need brains in her operation lest one that might interfere.
The next two came in rather quickly behind, one looking much like a younger version of the teacher whilst the other she did recognize but managed to keep herself in the shadows. He wouldn't likely know her unless of course she'd slipped in her playtime a night or so prior. The game would proceed with him and perhaps the girl at his side could join as well. As for the last three she didn't pay too much mind, a skittish looking boy, a tall girl ( potential ), and a small idk, Lucia pursed her lips trying to distinguish the difference in gender initially. He wasn't busty so no obvious signs of femininity, but the hair was at just short enough of a length to bear that potential. A frustrated sigh released as she lunged back into the chair making a huff.
"Miyamoto, Wakeshima, and Perish, please come up to the stage. Pendragon, Honeysett, and Crestwell, come sit in the front row. Those of you who don't get chosen, don't worry, we'll be having multiple rounds."
Leaping up in her seat a little thrown off by the immediateness of the command. And with such a dark look enveloped her face and excitement riled through her. Action, she loved the smell of action in the morning.
"Pendragon controls Miyamoto,"
Control. She was all about control. To Lucia this couldn't have been a more perfect class for her to be in once having doubted attending any classes at all that didn't give her immediate credits it was as though she'd fell in love with this one on the spot. Now which one which one was Miyamoto?...
Her gaze would trail across the small band of students picking them off one by one with a limply extended index finger attempting to jostle her little marionette out into the open. A grin as Lucia followed the lead of some of her other students who had already delved into the little project; a hero character created, a sassy secondary character in place, now she had to develop a conflict.... a villain...
Perfect.
"Miyamoto arrives, though wearing a waiter's outfit he himself is not a waiter but rather Vivi's ex boyfriend stalker here too lay down the law to her that Shoji isn't man enough to be hers." With that Lucia would start giggling. This was fun. But their poor little actors were now in the cross hairs what to do, what to do?
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Post by Zoe on May 3, 2015 23:55:30 GMT -5
Wait... so the teacher was giving the students the ability to control each other? That... sounded dangerous. She'd glance to Vivi, gulping with a worried glance. ”Er... be careful...” she mumbled softly. Zoe knew how dangerous some of the students could be. She dind't know who that Pendragon person was, but something about her... creeped Zoe out. She'd lean back in her chair, reaching up to mess with her glasses. Some might notice a soft glow coming from them as she began to use her glasses to search for something. She'd mumble commands softly under her breath as she did so while watching the chaos unfold in front of her.
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Post by Shoji Wakeshima on May 5, 2015 0:56:03 GMT -5
Upon hearing his name being called, as well as Vivi, he jumped sprightly out of his chair and, with a friendly smile, offered a hand to help Vivi up, whispering a cheery, "Should be fun~"
Despite his inner-workings, he did act like a gentleman much of the time. Whether she would take it or not, Shoji would quickly stride towards the stage excitedly with a bounce in his step. With a single jump, he was upon the stage and, again, he would offer a hand to help his Pillar friend up.
While on the stage, the tall man stretched his arms, twisting his torso and waist, and jumping up and down lightly on the balls of his feet. He was totally ready for whatever was to come, a toothy grin pulling at his lips. At his order, Shoji would internally nod, inhaling deeply and blinking once to get into character and the scenario. Entering the imaginary restaurant, the crimson eyed junior glanced around, blinking in confusion. A finger tapped at his lips before curling at his chin, appearing as though he was perplexed.
"How weird. There... aren't any chairs. What kind of place is this?" he spoke aloud, voice clear, as it should have been on stage. He would huff and shake his head from side-to-side as if in disapproval, before his crimson hues looked sympathetically at Vivi. Shoji gave a bit of a cute, sheepish smile, scratching the back of his head. "Well, we came all of this way. We should eat. You can, uh..." A light blush coloured his cheeks, and Shoji closed his eyes, continuing to smile, "well, you can use me as a chair, Vivi."
He would step near the table, opening his eyes and smiling sweetly at the girl, holding out his hand and bowing his head a bit, as though to indicate she should come forward and all was fine. "I couldn't bear to let lady stand and eat. Please~"
And with that, he would sort of squat, becoming a seat for the petite Vivi. What a gentleman~
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Post by Vivi Perish on May 6, 2015 1:39:20 GMT -5
GET YOUR HALO DIRTY
Vivi smiled in responce to Shoji's greeting, then turned her attention to the stage to listen to Piper explain everything to the class. Oh man, was she crazy? Performing that kind of exercise with these kids? It seemed like more of a game than an exercise really, but perhaps some good could come out of it. (Pfft, as if.)
She cringed upon realizing she had been chosen, and glanced at Zoe when she warned her to be careful.
"I'll be fine, don't worry," she winked.
Vivi allowed Shoji to help her up from her seat and up onto the stage, even though it made her feel kind of lame. He was just being nice, so it'd be pretty jerk-ish to swat him away like her first instinct begged her to.
The girl took in the scenario and blinked a few times. Okay say they were at a fast food restaurant, and Shoji was her chair? Alrighty, it was time for her to make the most of this if she didn't want Piper to fail her.
Vivi did as Sarah narrated, strutting exaggeratedly toward her chair/Shoji, and sitting down on him as if completely oblivious that he was human, in spite of all he said. He was acting so sheepish and kind of adorable, it made Vivi's face flush, so she was kind of happy to ignore it.
Vivi snapped her fingers loudly and mouthed the words 'Waiter! Waiter! Service!" along with Sarah as she spoke, before crossing her arms over her chest and looking around as if expecting a waiter to come to her aid.
"Where's dat lazy waiter? I want mah grub," she sniffed.
Vivi suddenly took into a account what the strange pink girl had said. Wait so, Shoji was a chair, Vivi was a pompous idjit, and Miyamoto was a stalker ex-boyfriend posing as a waiter? This was gonna be weird.
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on May 6, 2015 6:50:33 GMT -5
Kyou watched the scene unfold, quietly observing his classmates. He started to really regret being there, and wish he could just disappear. Sure, his acting skills were only average and it was a skill that would help him greatly in his life, but... he really dreaded when his turn would come. He hoped that the other students' skit would take up a lot of time for the class period and he wouldn't have to go up there. Someone like him didn't belong in a position like that. He was neither a charismatic and cool person who would be fun to watch acting, nor was he creative enough to direct someone elses' actions. He sighed slightly. "I suck," He thought, continuing to watch.
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Post by Miyamoto Kenji on May 6, 2015 16:45:47 GMT -5
Something decidedly fun was being set up for this particular class. Kenji, Vivi, and an eastern kid he hadn't seen before were to be manipulated by three other classmates into acting out a scene in a restaurant. It had been a while since he'd done much acting, since it was hardly his main hobby or career choice, but Kenji had both done work in school productions as well as feigned personality traits while on his modern day musha-shugyo. Needless to say, he had some experience.
Shoji was to offer himself as a chair, much to Kenji's amusement. It wasn't that he thought the idea of him being a chair was demeaning, just that he wouldn't expect someone to come up with an idea like that on the spot. Sage - a boy whom he'd only met once - was certainly a curious sort. Then Vivi decided to act like the 'fast food joint' that this was taking place in was some high-caliber restaurant, snapping her fingers and all. Now, it was his turn, and Lucia Pendragon - someone whom he'd seen before in a petty incident, but had not interacted with - appeared to be giving him the role of antagonist in this meager production.
Kenji was many things in his day-to-day life. He was a good samaritan, an attentive listener, a diligent practitioner of martial arts, and though he'd never admit it if someone attributed it to him, one who performed acts of heroism without thinking highly of himself about them. He was not generally a villain, and yet he was to act as one here. The last time he had to act like an asshole, people lost their fingers.
As Lucia finished reciting his role, he tossed her a glance and smiled, almost as if to say 'you asked for this.'
Straightening his metaphorical waiter's collar, Kenji walked onto the scene with a mild sneer upon his features, hands clasped behind his back as if he were an army sergeant walking down a line of fresh recruits, analyzing them for weaknesses. He approached the seated Vivi and her living seat Shoji, glancing down at him before looking further up into Perish's eyes. His tone was distinctly far from his own, sounding equal parts patronizing and disapproving. "And what would the young miss like to dine on today? If I might offer my humble recommendation, perhaps she'd like a man who can muster up more dignity than a common chair."
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2015 0:04:29 GMT -5
Improv. The absolute dog-shit of the acting world that you just couldn't help but step in.
There was a familiar sense of relief that swelled in Miyuki's chest when his name wasn't dotted upon, though his curiosity was sparked at their instructions. He hated improv with a deep, burning passion, particularly when he was the actor at hand. But seeing others, whom were more comfortable and suitable to fit their roles doing improv was enjoyable. The very generic, though exciting scenario interested him the tiniest bit and made him lean forward on his elbows, curious to how the 'puppets' were going to react.
Soon enough one was sitting atop of the other, and a very jealous ex-boyfriend was making snide remarks. Miyuki was conflicted with whether he wanted to sleep, or enjoy the view.
Sleeping seemed like a better option.
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Post by Deleted on May 17, 2015 23:24:49 GMT -5
Piper watched the unfolding scene, a slight smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She was particularly entertained by Wakashima's ad-libbing, and Miyamoto's instantly shifting into bad guy mode. Honestly, she knew improv was something you did when teaching beginners or amateurs, but she doubted these kids ever meant to be actors. They were probably doing this for some extra credits, and if you can make it fun, why not make it fun? It helped that the kids on stage didn't seem to be susceptible to stage fright, and that the 'puppeteers' were getting really into it.
"Keep going, puppeteers," she said to the student sitting in the front row, "This is entertaining."
(ooc: Sorry for the hold up~ )
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Post by Sage Honeysett on May 18, 2015 22:21:07 GMT -5
Sage is smiling and clapping his hands. This was rather fun compared to what he thought it would be. He then tilts his head as the teacher seems to want him to continue. "So Shoji will stay as a chair unless Vivi leaves, then he will get up and have a stare down with Kenji as he pretends he's a famous movie star!"
Sage smiles to himself as he wonders what Shoji would do. Now he rather liked Shoji, but thought it would be fun to see what he would do in this situation. Sage really wanted to tell him to punch Kenji in the face, but that's not allowed.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 18, 2015 22:26:22 GMT -5
Sarah thought about what else she could do that would be kind of interesting, but listening to Sage had made her want to help that bit with Shoji and Kenji happen, so she would first start with Vivi getting up from her chair. "So, dissatisfied with her service, Vivi storms off of her chair and begins to break out into song like a disney princess, singing about how shitty the service at this place is."
Sarah would grin a devilish grin and lean back in her chair with her arms crossed, ready to watch this show happen in the best possible way. She knew she was going to get it just as bad when she went up but this was great for now.
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Post by Deleted on May 18, 2015 22:58:01 GMT -5
Ouch Burn!
Lucia would giggle quietly, it wasn't exactly what she was looking for however still caught up in the trope of him being the defiant, stand upish ex willing to throw down with his ex-lover's new found plaything. All the same it had a dash of color to it and Lucia would want to everything in her power to make this play out beautifully. Another idea came to mind though, what if she stacked the game so that once this little tirade was over she'd continue to play the puppeteer. A risk certainly given the position she was in but even still there was no risk without an equally juicy reward. Hearing her other puppet masters issue their distressing calls she would deem herself fit to perhaps put Kenji in an opportunistic stance.
"Seeing as Kenji's the jaded ex, he should try to win her back. Serenade her whilst she's making her escape. Hold her and never let go!" Lucia would cackle a little bit rolling back in her seat before sitting upright again and adding a little bit to the end statement. "Unless the chair decides to intervene. Then Shoji should play the hero and change his mind!"
Now to watch the fireworks.
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