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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.
Full Story Here.
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Self Defense [Class Thread]
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Post by Luka Sazonov on May 2, 2015 13:44:33 GMT -5
((Same rules as Sex Ed: Don't have to wait for Luka to call you when your char raises their hands to keep stuff moving properly, there is no posting order, I will either move this thread every four to eight posts or once a day if no one posts, because this thread will involve sparring most likely, you and your opponent can take turns posting to each other without waiting for the others, and if your sparring partner doesn't post within two days, they automatically lose. I will also be cutting off entry at a certain point to keep the sparring list stable.))
It was time for the next entry in Luka's super fun truamatizing class fun time!
Luka stood in the center of the school's gym. There were blue and black foam matts laid out all around her. The woman stood with her arms crossed, her sword on her hip, as she awaited her student's arrivals. It was time for P.E., but she clearly wasn't their usual teacher for the subject. No, today, she was giving them a special seminar on self defense.
The students would have found a note taped to the doors of their locks telling them to change into something they could move in properly and then go to the gym. Anyone who was late was warned that they'd be punished. As students began to enter the room, Luka spoke unabashedly.
”Today I'll be giving a special seminar on self defense. Due to the recent events on the school campus, most noticeably the attack on the cafeteria, it has been deemed important that you all learn to properly defend yourself should escape be impossible! While I personally thing this is a fucking terrible idea, the school board has insisted. So, any questions?” |
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 13:48:29 GMT -5
Locker rooms.
The bane of each pubescent student's life. One had to concern themselves with all the uncomfortable questions here were they too sweaty? Did they stink? Is that a roll of quarters in your gym outfit or are you just happy to see me? All things Raph was pretty set on avoiding as he quickly wrestled with his PE uniform and staggered out the door in an abashed rush. Though once he'd gotten there he was caught off guard noting that their usual teacher had been replaced with someone..... Hot.
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on May 2, 2015 13:49:05 GMT -5
Kyou went to the locker room and found the note. He sighed, deciding to get dressed in something lightweight, and so he chose to wear his gym shorts and his short-sleeved shirt. Most people didn't seem to take any notice to him, and for once it seemed, he really didn't care if people saw his arms and legs that were covered in scars--he wasn't in a particularly good mood today and he didn't give a damn about anything at the moment. He then went to the gym and waited for the other students, listening to the teacher. Damn. It was the teacher from Sex Ed. Oh well, he didn't care right now. He remained silent as he had no questions to ask right now, and didn't feel like pissing her off again if he could help it.
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Post by Vivi Perish on May 2, 2015 13:59:18 GMT -5
GET YOUR HALO DIRTY
While Vivi did get into fights quite a bit, and even won them some of the time. So while she had some experience, she figured there would still be something good to gather from a self defense class. Vivi was no pro at fighting. Plus, the badass lady from Sex Ed was teaching it, she looked like she could wreck people. In any case, even if she didn't learn much and it turned out as chaotic as the last class, it'd probably at least be fun.
Vivi changed into a dark blue tank top and black gym shorts, before tying her long violet hair up into a high ponytail and headed for class. The lady herself was there, looking cool as usual, as well as the eye patch guy Raph, and the guy who got thrown out the window in the last class. (She still didn't know his name, hurhurhur.)
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 14:16:25 GMT -5
Ah yes, a class he was finally good at: physical education. Or at least, that's what Varus thought when he saw the note on the locker room. It told him to change into something comfortable (a given) so that they could move around during the self-defense seminar. That wouldn't be too bad, well except that literally five people actually needed help in that subject. Sure Varus had lost that fight to Macht on the first day of school but he liked to think that he'd gotten stronger since then.
If he were cynical he'd say that the seminar would be little more than some moves stolen out of a handbook, but being that this was PHS #552, he figured that it wouldn't be so simple. The teachers here were fierce, vicious, and strong. So with that in mind, he entered the gym dressed in a pair of basketball shorts and an old t-shirt to find a stern-looking woman at the center and a few other students standing around.
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Post by Miyamoto Kenji on May 2, 2015 14:33:24 GMT -5
After making his way to the locker room - having determined that physical education was on his schedule today - Kenji found the note on his locker regarding dressing in clothes that they could move in. Well, the easterner was used to both moving and fighting in his casual clothes, although he didn't care to get his normal dress shirt sweaty in a workout, nor was his jacket liable to be given a pass. So he took both of them off and stored them along with his belongings in his locker, then changed into a spare, plain black tee that he kept in his bag as part of his change of clothes, leaving his pants as is. He kept his boots on, however, though he'd be happy to remove them if their instructor wanted him to.
Good to go, Kenji walked out into the gym, now clad in his black tee and his normal jeans. While most everyone else would be wearing athletic wear, the note explicitly stated what you could move in, and Kenji knew from full experience that he could indeed move well in these clothes. He waited quietly on the mats along with everyone else.
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Post by Zoe on May 2, 2015 14:34:21 GMT -5
Zoe would walk into the gym in her shorts and a large t-shirt. Yep. Gym clothes. She was a bit anxious as to what could possibly be going on though... A special seminar? As the teacher spoke, she moved to sit next to Vivi on the matts, hugging her legs against her chest as she listened. |
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Post by Katsumi Shinomori on May 2, 2015 15:32:03 GMT -5
Katsumi didn't really need to receive the note, the teacher having sucked the girl into her classes. And Luka was a bit adamant about her going as her actual gender, which... well, for multiple reasons, it discomforted her. The biggest problem with it was her records, not just as the school but with the police. Katsumi was "Hiroshi Saito", and Katsumi Shinomori had been labeled as deceased for quite some time. Nevertheless, the rogue wasn't to wear her typical garb and so, slipping into a janitorial closet, she changed into an oversized t-shirt and athletic sweats. Not quite able to bring herself to cut her hair but wigs not really viable for a class so athletic, Katsumi had her hair tightly pinned.
With a heavy sigh, she exited the closet and headed towards the gym nervously. Despite still mostly covered, Katsumi nevertheless felt exposed, and she kept her head tucked as she entered the gym. While typically earlier, her nerves had her lag behind more than usual, and so she slipped next to Vivi and Zoe, silent and hugging her knees, face resting against her knees and thighs. Katsumi's stomach was twisting and turning and, despite this class being more of her strong suit, her nerves left the rogue feeling sick to her stomach.
If only she could be in her hoodie... |
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Post by Sage Honeysett on May 2, 2015 21:55:01 GMT -5
Sage reads the locker room sign and thinks, then puts on a large pink tee-shirt with blue hearts all over it. He also had a pair of dark blue gym shorts. Smiling he went into the class. He saw some people he knew, but decided to sit by himself, because maybe they were mad at him? Well not that he cared, but he didn't want to die because of it.
As he continues to look around he stares at them all a bit hungry. Not physically, be he felt a need to watch them suffer, but his time would come eventually~ Now listening to the teacher he decided to ask a question. "Are we going to be practicing with each other or using props? How will regulations work?" As much as Sage wanted to kill people, he wouldn't disobey the rules.
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Post by Deleted on May 2, 2015 23:27:58 GMT -5
Mickey reads the note on his locker.
'Maybe they caused a problem before with being late.'
Mickey quickly changed and rushed in just in case he stupidity gets him late, but instead, (with his beautiful, on-point luck) he trips and face plants the floor and slides on a few inches.
'Thank goodness it's not concrete... Imagine what kind of class it would be if I couldn't even defend my face from the environment...'
Mickey quickly gets up and sits where the crowd was, who seemed scary and vicious, and sees them staring at him.
'Yay, hurray for subtly...'
After the teacher, also seeming scary and vicious, finishes and asks for questions, Mickey raises his hand.
"How aggressive will this lesson be? Like will it be just enough to keep them away or to make sure they're unconscious?"
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 3, 2015 2:15:43 GMT -5
Sarah regarded the outfit she was wearing, her sports bra, tank top, leather jacket, tennis shoes, all pretty comfortable to work out in. She changed from jeans to yoga pants and then made her way toward the gym, entering and making her way over by Vivi as she listened to the instructor.
"Well, I have one. Will we be learning how to take a hit? Or like good ways to counter then?"
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Post by Deleted on May 4, 2015 8:02:30 GMT -5
Mireli seriously needed to learn self-defense. Her quick thinking had kept her from falling victim to Kaiser or the other thug in the first swing, but it hadn't been long before she was unconscious with a broken nose to show for it. Her nose was healed, the bruises on her face faded away to a faint green or healing. They splint had gotten removed just the other day, restoring her ability to breathe like a normal person. It was amazing how quickly you missed that sort of thing.
She walked into the gym dressed in black shorts and a teal green tank top, her sneakers were a bit worn looking as if they'd belonged to someone else before belonging to her. She looked at the other students, recognizing Zoe and Vivi and Sage, and there were a handful of students she hadn't been introduced to yet.
She shifted fro one foot to the other, crossing her arms under her chest as she waited for them to begin.
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Post by Lexington on May 4, 2015 8:56:35 GMT -5
Slamming his locker shut, Lexington ran into the bathroom with his America Flag design boxing shoes. Quickly he checked himself in the mirror. "So this is supposed to be some new class.. This should be fine" He said as he crumpled up a new schedule and tossed it into the trash. Pulling at the edges of his shirt to straighten it back out, wearing a yellow muscle tee that said "Gold's Gym" across the middle and black basketball shorts. Slipping into the shoes, the teen ran out the door. "Today I'll be giving a special seminar on self defense." That was all Lexington needed to hear from the teacher as he walked up to the mats. "Lets see what I learn today.." Quietly the giant stood towards the back of the pack of students as he listened to the instructor.
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