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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 Sarah Crestwell on May 3, 2015 22:13:06 GMT -5
Sarah walked down the hallway with her messenger bag hanging on her shoulder. She had quite a few heavy books in it as she was trying to catch up on studies from missed classes. It wasn't that big of a deal but a lot of her stuff with her ribs kept her from showing up as often as she wanted to. That and skipping from before the injuries from all her training. Still she had some work to take care of for sure and wanted to get on with that.
She was running toward the library, mostly out of a forced habit since the bel had rung only to find herself bump into someone around the corner, only, there hadn't been anything there at first?
She looked up and saw a really shortish boy and got confused at first, "Hey... aren't you like... a little young to be here, shortstack?" She slowly pushed herself up. The person was definitely a little cutie but just, definitely didn't seem like he belonged here. "You look a tiny bit familiar but I can't really place it... what's your name little dude?"
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“Even death has a heart.”
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Post by Katsumi Shinomori on May 3, 2015 22:58:37 GMT -5
Katsumi had her class cancelled, which was a curious thing. She knew not the reason for the cancellation, but did not question it, accepting the written note on the door and walking away. Normally, Sebastian was around her, but it had been one of the few classes she had without him, and so Katsumi was alone at the moment, walking down the hallway with her hooded head down, hands shoved into the front pocket of her oversized hoodie.
The cross-dressing girl turned a corner, hoping to head to the track to take advantage of the free time and to work out, but instead was met with a collision. While soundless, besides a small 'oomph', the rogue stumbled back and nearly fell onto the ground. But she regained herself and shook her head, looking up when she heard a voice.
A droplet of sweat slipped down the back of Kat's head at the remark, and she glanced to the side, murmuring, "Erm..."
Katsumi was hardly young to be there, seventeen and a senior. But before she could fumble an answer, the woman spoke again. She looked familiar, Katsumi recalling having classes with her before, but she knew not her name. Katsumi gave a small cough and muttered, foot scuffing the floor a bit nervously, "Uh, uh... Hiroshi. Hiroshi Saito."
For now, she ignored the comments made on her height. It wasn't as though Kat hadn't heard it before. She was rather tiny, after all, especially since pretending to be a man. |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 3, 2015 23:56:01 GMT -5
"Uh, uh... Hiroshi. Hiroshi Saito."
"Oh well, nice to meet you Hiroshi," Sarah said as she rubbed the top of his head, ruffling his hair a bit. He was just... so tiny! And like he was seriously just the most adorable little thing. She took a step back and just had to wonder about something, for one she was really worried that she was hurting his feelings and maybe being a bit insensitive about it, but she was hoping he knew it wasn't with the intent of hurting feelings so much as bonding over gender stereotypes about height.
But she had to wonder, about one specific stereotype about height and those who may be equipped with penises.
"Are you like... tiny everywhere?" She asked and pointed... downward, "Like I have to imagine you might set a world record or something cus you are just so like... small. Not that there's anything wrong with that! Like size isn't everything just... I am so so very curious, how small is it?"
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Post by Katsumi Shinomori on May 4, 2015 1:21:50 GMT -5
The hood has slipped some, and so when Sarah rubbed Katsumi's head, her hair was tussled a bit. The cross-dressing girl instinctively gave a flinch and took a step backwards, furrowing her brows at the contact. To give out her alias but not get a name in return was not something that went over well with Katsumi, and she asked tentatively, "And... you?"
At the next question, again, Kat furrowed her brows. What...? What was she going on about? Dark eyes followed where Sarah pointed and the rogue blinked, staring at her crotch. ... Oh. That. Katsumi sweatdropped, her expression faltering a bit.
"Um.." the girl opened her mouth before closing it. Wait. How the hell did she answer this? Truth be told, she had none, and that wasn't an answer she could give. Katsumi knew Sebastian's size, but... well... the rogue didn't know a whole lot about penises but she was fairly certain that his size would not be anatomically correct on her. So instead of going with a straight answer, Katsumi did what most men honestly would have done. "Pretty sure... that's, uh, not your business."
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 4, 2015 2:08:37 GMT -5
"Oh, shit yeah I forgot to say my name. I'm Sarah," She said, "Sarah Crestwell."
The guy seemed to be taken aback by the question, understandable because she was being incredibly personal. She didn't want to sound like she was trying to be mean she was just incredibly curious, like what was that even like? That must have been hard (haha) on the poor guy to be like that. She almost felt bad like maybe she should teach him some things or something if he was old enough, unless he already knew. What if he was like really good but just like, small? What if he wasn't small at all?
"Pretty sure... that's, uh, not your business."
Nevermind, he was small. "I... I am so so sorry." She said as she shook her head a little bit. "I mean, for being too personal I'm sure like, super sorry but also cus... that response just told me the answer I think." She went to give the guy a small hug, "It's okay dude it's not the size that matters okay? I promise you that much." Curiosity was a hell of a thing.
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Post by Katsumi Shinomori on May 4, 2015 2:42:43 GMT -5
Hiroshi is so small that it is like it's... nonexistent. Haaaa. xP
The red-head have her name, and the small Japanese girl gave a nod. She recalled that her friend, Vivi, seemed to know her, and so Kat probably didn't need to be quite as cautious as she typically was, although the rogue would hardly trust her. Katsumi wasn't the trusting type for... obvious reasons, if one knew her background or what she did.
Suddenly Sarah began apologizing, and Katsumi furrowed her brows in confusion. Wait. What? Why was she apologizing, of all things? This conversation was entirely throwing the disguised girl off, and she muttered, clearly baffled even in her quiet voice, "W... Why are you... sorry?"
The rogue sweatdropped at the response. Well, of course it was small because Katsumi didn't even have one!!! But she bit the inside of her cheek; it was not as thought the girl could go proclaiming that, and so she simply deadpanned, twitching slightly.
Sarah moved towards Katsumi to hug her, and the rogue instinctively took a step backwards, raising her hands up a bit. The assassin glanced away, feeling rather awkward with the conversation now, and took another step backwards.
"Err... uh... o-okay..." she remarked almost questioningly, hands still up near her flattened chest, as if those could protect her from the likely inevitable hug.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 4, 2015 19:42:53 GMT -5
"W... Why are you... sorry?"
"It's just that society puts a lot of pressure on that you know," She said as she would continue pursuing the hug with the kid. "And I'm sure you probably got teased a lot for puberty not really hitting you as hard as the other kids. I mean, maybe it just hit me twice when it missed you, you know? But I want you to know that it's totally okay and you don't have to feel shame!"
She saw that his hands were up but she wanted to comfort the poor kid. She could only imagine what kind of shit he probably had to go through, people probably were really gross about it too and racist... god was Sarah being racist? No she was being sizeist maybe, or like... what is the word for that? It was all his height but she had to imagine there being some really gross racist assholes that made mean comments.
"Just bring it in, this is happening," She said as she would shush him a little and when at all possible wrap her arms around him to engulf him in a big old bear hug. She'd continue shooshing if she got a hold of him and even rub her hand against the back of his head over the hood. "Just accept he love, Hiroshi, accept the love."
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