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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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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 4, 2015 20:42:33 GMT -5
Sarah texted Macht to meet her in the courtyard of the school when he had a moment. She had been focusing on resting but was ready to get back to it. She had healed up from most of her spars and had felt ready to go and train with Macht, though there was stuff she still wanted to talk about. She wanted to talk about Vivi and how they felt for each other and well, she wanted to know what Macht was looking for with this, what they were, it was all really not very cemented and she was cool with whatever it was but she needed to know what it was.
Hey, when you get time today meet me in the courtyard. We should talk and uh, also maybe you could start showing me how to fight better. And maybe make out some. If you're into that sort of thing.
She was wearing her leather jacket, a tank top, and a black skirt. Her flats were a bit worn through but they at least still felt comfortable though walking too far on them always hurt a little bit. Finding shoes was quite possibly the hardest thing for her ever.
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 4, 2015 20:59:20 GMT -5
 | It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
Macht had just finished running some errands for Takehiro when he got Louie's text. Naturally, it piqued his interest, and since he had nothing but free time as a Pillar, he went out to go meet her. He didn't know there was anything specific she wanted to talk about, but even then he wouldn't mind just talking to her about anything, and training never hurt. If anything, it made Macht rather happy that she was being pretty direct about it. "Hey, beautiful," Macht called out from behind her as he approached. Like always, he wore very little - namely just his muscle-tee, gym shorts, and running shoes, black. "You had me at "make out.""words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 4, 2015 21:12:24 GMT -5
"Hey, beautiful,You had me at "make out.""
"Hey," She said enthusiastically. She was genuinely really happy to see him even if she was stressed out about asking him a few things. She walked over and gave him an awkward slug on the chest. "Hey there, buddy... pal. I'm not sure if kissing you or hugging you would be a more appropriate greeting yet. Don't wanna get too comfortable, still make you work for those kisses you know?"
She gave a small chuckle. "I uh, I met Vivi. We had a bit of a time, she beat me in sort of a sparring situation and then after she kicked my ass we realized that we had something in common in you!" She gave sort of an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry if I got in the way of you two..."
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 4, 2015 21:27:30 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
Macht chuckled lightly at the awkward greeting. He didn't know how to react to it, so he just sort of... nodded at her. It was inevitable that there'd be a weird moment, but it looked like Louie was being more weird about it than he was. And, of course, that'd all become abundantly clear as to why the moment she mentioned Vivi. His smile sort of died - but not completely - and there was an evident tinge of pain in his eye. "Oh. You met... Vivi?" He nodded, gaze cast to the side. A nervous hand moved up to the back of his head. "That's... No." It was evident he was pained about the situation, but he looked back up to Louie's eyes and seemed pretty adamant in his decision. "You didn't get in the way of things. It's a mutual thing between us. I... wouldn't worry about it."Macht smiled back at her and took a step forward, putting a hand on her shoulder. He didn't know how she was going to react, so he didn't know if it was appropriate to give her a hug or anything, but he wanted to. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 4, 2015 21:54:17 GMT -5
"You didn't get in the way of things. It's a mutual thing between us. I... wouldn't worry about it."
"If you're sure," She said with a soft smile, "I'm sorry if that was a downer I just, me and her got along and we were laughing and then the way she talked about liking you I had to ask if you were a thing, and she said no he was dating this girl named Louie, and I forgot I had introduced myself as Sarah to her like I do with most people and it just... it was super awkward you know?"
She ended up giving him a hug. "I want to kind of respect that she's probably dealing with that stuff. She said she didn't need us to take things slow or easy but maybe around her we act a little more casual until we know she's sorta feeling better about the whole thing?" She said, not really sure if they'd be around her an awful lot but it seemed like a fair request. She'd feel uncomfortable if the two were too close around Vivi.
"Also my sides feeling good again finally, just to let you know." She said as she broke the hug a bit. "So I might stand a better chance against you."
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 5, 2015 18:11:58 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
The hugs was welcomed,though right now it was more due to the fact that she wouldn't be able to see the pained expression on his face due to their embrace. He squeezed her a little, hiding his frustration, and when she broke the hug he simply offered her a nod and a smile. With how things were, he didn't figure he'd be around Vivi much with Louie, not unless the two were incredibly close, so he really didn't mind either way. "What, wanna kick my ass, now?" he replied with a laugh, taking a couple of steps back and shrugging, holding his arms out. She wanted to train a little, that much he gathered, so he'd oblige. It'd be a way to vent his frustration, though he'd still have to go quite easy on Louie simply due to the fact that it was her, and none of this was really her fault. "Gimme your best shot. When I floor you, I want a kiss right here." Beside his sheepish grin, Macht's index finger poked his right cheek. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 5, 2015 22:44:43 GMT -5
"What, wanna kick my ass, now?"
I already fucked your life up...
"Gimme your best shot. When I floor you, I want a kiss right here."
She shrugged off the intrusive thought, recognizing it as what it was. She thought about it, looking at that cheek of his and gripped her right fist tightly. She looked down at it and thought about how much tougher she had felt. "Yeah well, my fist might just kiss you pretty hard right there."
She started circling him, her hands going limp at her sides before she started alternating her feet and bouncing a little, bringing her fists up and then engaging whenever they faced each other again. Her right fist would jab, followed shortly by a left jab, and if nothing interrupted the maneuver then her right foot would attempt to slide in to push out his left foot to widen his stance forcibly to hopefully take him a little off balance just to toy with him.
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 5, 2015 22:52:36 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
Despite only having one eye, Macht watched Louie easily as she moved, everything from the distance to the length of her strides being perfectly memorized so that when she was behind him, he only needed to follow the sound of her feet to tell where she was at. When she finally faced him again and threw her jabs, he noticed the increased speed, but they were still too obvious for someone like him and he stepped back and away from them as they came forward. Macht's left foot slid back as her right came forward, and he bent his right knee and leaned forward, shooting his left palm out for her stomach and sending out a forceful push that was likely to send her back at least a couple of feet. "You're faster, and your feet seem better so far. This is good. You're making progress."Bouncing on his heels, Macht began to alternate between left foot and right foot lead, with the corresponding arm facing the front as he did so. If Louie hadn't struck him during this time, he'd shoot a right snap kick out for her left rib cage. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 5, 2015 23:13:50 GMT -5
The palm came in extremely fast, too fast for her to deal with and hit her square and slid her back. She struggled to stay up but did so, her hand hovering over her gut as she looked up with a bit of a grin, "You're faster, and your feet seem better so far. This is good. You're making progress."
"That's not all," She said as she stood up tall for a moment, "That one hit didn't exactly kill me either. I'm getting tougher..." She watched him dance about and kept track of him, taking up a stance with her right arm tucked in and her left arm lowered slightly, she wanted to use her feet a bit more on the next exchange, and as a foot came in for her rib cage she brought her arm up just in time to soften the blow, but not in time to stop it even had she the strength to do so.
The kick hit her arm and her side, her right foot shooting a low snap kick for the outside of his left knee cap, hoping to force him to bend the one knee he had been standing on at the exact moment, though knowing he could probably plant his right foot pretty quickly regardless.
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 7, 2015 0:14:06 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
With the kick being a snap, Macht was able to regain his footing quickly, so when she kicked out at his left knee, he rose that leg and blocked the blow with his shin. Rather than push an offense and floor her, he decided to keep pulling his punches and test her limits, quite the opposite of how he was taught. So, after her kick was blocked, he'd slide in to her left - his right - and shoot out a quick left palm jab at her nose. It was quick, like he typically struck, though the speed was easily one she'd be able to keep up with. He kept a close eye on her footing now, watching how she'd react, his right fist balled up and ready to be thrown in an instant. So far, her apparent progress pleased him. She was hitting milestones quickly, much quicker than even he did, really, and he was going to keep pushing her harder and harder. Her limits were going to be broken, and in time she'd be stomping out bastards like Riot with little effort. This approval was quiet, and for now he said nothing, but once all of this was over... she'd know. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 7, 2015 0:33:48 GMT -5
He seemed to not really counter as quickly as she expected but he made his move with a palm strike, one that had her ducking quickly, bending at the knees as the palm grazed the top of her head. Thankfully this hit a hard part of the skull barely as she shot forward. Her left hand would weave his so that his arm was over her shoulder and hers was over his, her hand reaching to grab him by the hair and pull him forward as her right foot would push off hard and her left knee would shut up to try and hit him.
If this was successful she would continue attempting to slam that knee into his solar plexus with her right fist aiming to punch him in the ribs with each strike.
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 8, 2015 16:17:57 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
Macht allowed the hair grab to go through, but as she pulled him down, he torqued to his left and shot out a right hook for the inside of her right thigh the moment it came to meet him. The hit would cause a deadleg normally, and with Macht's strength on top of it, there was bound to be a fair amount of pain, even if he was pulling his punches. With the knee taken care of, his left hand would wrap around the back of her neck and pull her head down toward his chest, and his right hand would come up to mimic this as she rained punches on his ribs. Both hands would restrict her head to his chest, while his elbows were locked underneath to prevent her from breaking the hold. From there, he kicked off of the ground with both legs and wrapped them around her waist, using his weight to send her falling forward, so that he'd be on his back with her on top of him. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 10, 2015 12:49:37 GMT -5
As he hit her leg she felt it go dead on her, leaving her with a predicament of him taking on a faster offensive than her, matching her blows to the ribs as she screamed out with pain until, until it stopped. She couldn't feel it, she couldn't feel any pain as he continued and she grinned. She was there, she didn't know if this would last but she was there. As he grabbed her and kicked off the ground, pulling her down with him she would grip tightly on that hair, she would bring that head forward and slam it back hard to try and disorient Macht before throwing that right for his face.
She would aim for his nose first before going for his cheeks. She wasn't sure what was going on with her but the surge of power and the dominant positioning of being on top of him paired with the lack of pain was going to her head. She would continue slamming his head back with the left hand, her right slamming a punch after each slam.
[OOC: Returners Pendant: +23 Strength 1/1 used
Fighter's Brooch +10 Strength 1/1 Used
Eye Drops +15 Wisdom 1/1 Used
Riot Armguards 1/2 posts of pain ignored.
Str: 55 Dex: 20 Con: 28 Int: 23 Wis: 32]
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 11, 2015 3:19:18 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
If there was any way to throw off someone like Macht, it was by a having a sudden surge of strength. Now, while the initial head slam wasn't overly effective given the hold he had, but once his head hit the ground he could feel it crack beneath him and his skin bust open. His eye widened as he became disoriented, and as he saw that fist fly toward his face the most he could do to avoid taking it to his nose was turn so it struck him dead on the cheek. Two solid hits in, and Louie broke skin on both his cheek and the back of his head. Blood was legitimately drawn, which threw him into a shock for many reasons, one of which being that he hadn't seen his own blood in so long, and another being that the first person to make him bleed after all this time was the woman he currently had relations with. After the second punch and head slam, Macht released his hold on Louie's neck and shot his arms out. One hand would jab a thumb on the inside of the elbow of the arm she was holding his hair with, and the other arm shot out to slam a forearm into her own and redirect the blow so she'd punch the concrete instead. His hold on her waist tightened, and with one forceful heave, he'd twist and roll so that she was now underneath him and he was straddling her. "Where the hell did that come from..?"He was legitimately surprised, that was for sure. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 13, 2015 22:14:10 GMT -5
The sight of blood hadn't deterred her from continuing her assault, it wasn't until fist hit concrete that she paused because while she had felt the concrete crack slightly, she hadn't felt her fist having any signs of pain which felt odd. Even as Macht pressed his thumb on her elbow and loosened her arm's grip she couldn't really feel the pain in the arm.
His strength seemed hard to resist one more as she found herself turned over with him on top. "Where the hell did that come from..?"
"I... I don't know," She said as she struggled, looking at the broken skin on her own fist and the first signs of swelling from having punched the concrete that hard. She felt a little strange about it but couldn't help but wonder exactly what it was that had caused this. "I don't... I don't feel any pain right now. I feel like I just sorta... lost it maybe? It felt... responsive."
She brought fingers up to his face, "Oh my god are you okay? You're bleeding, Macht..."
She suddenly felt bad, she never thought she could hurt him like this and yet he had been bleeding. "The back of your head, is it bleeding? Did I hurt you badly?" She was growing more and more concerned about this whole ordeal and suddenly didn't feel like she had such good control over herself. It scared her a little, if she was being completey honest.
[OOC: Riot Armguards 2/2 posts of pain ignored
Stats returned to normal]
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