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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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Sausage Fest (Leon/Knuckles/O.P.E.N)
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"Welcome to the end of your life, and I promise it's going to hurt."
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Lightning Scrub
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Lightning Gang
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Post by Leon Sudeki on Jan 6, 2015 16:56:27 GMT -5
Though the fight was completely impressive it had gone on long enough. The two were pushing into the area of fatigue now, which meant Allen was going to likely be tired later if the fight went on, so Leon would take a breath and blow into the whistle really fucking loud.
"Alright guys, lets call it here, I'm sure we all have better things to do."
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Apex Warriors
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Post by "Knuckles" on Jan 6, 2015 19:00:24 GMT -5
Austin would catch a few strands of hair at most as Allen dropped down underneath his hand. He would swear under his breath, but his first instinct was to strike out in anger regardless of what might be come. As Bolt lowered and turned in with a sweep, Austin's left knee would still lash out at Allen as he spun.
It was likely Austin's knee would connect with the boy's face as he finished his rotation, Knuckles would be on one leg at that point, however he knew that he wasn't going to be able to stop the sweep. As long as Allen didn't change up his tactic, Austin's right leg would be knocked from under him. His left elbow and knee would hit the cafeteria floor with a thud.
His breathing heavy, the outlaw's head would hang slightly. He was extremely worn, he would not attempt to even dispute that at this point. He was running of fumes and testosterone at the moment. If he had to get up and keep going he would, but he could feel the burn throughout his body. One thing was sure, this kid gave him a run for his money.
And then the leader of AW began to lift himself slowly to his feet, he would hear The Lightning Strike speak. Rubbing his forearm at his eyes a sweaty Austin would shrug toward Leon, and then turn toward Allen.
"It's your call, Bolt.. Whatcha think, bro?"
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Fire Bolt
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Post by Allen Hollows on Jan 6, 2015 19:09:30 GMT -5
With a leg sweep, his head remained mostly stationary but still turning with his spin. So Austin's knee, while unable to be stopped or blocked, would hit but only as Allen's foot swept his. So the standard force of a knee strike generally coupled with a solid base and forward thrust would be more than lacking. Instead of busting open a cut where it struck above his right eye, it would instead leave a very light scuff, hardly jerking Allens head backward.
Allen would reach up and brush his hand over the spot, checking the light pain there for wounds but noticing none. He was going to grab another chair and smash it over Austin while he got up, but with Leon stepping in, he moved into a crouch, elbows on the top of his thighs near the knees. He was sweaty, and a bit more worn out even than Austin felt. He let out a little breath and shrugged.
"Sounds good to me man. With our war with Riot, I probably shouldn't get tanked while putting you down anyway."
He grinned. It was obviously meant in good fun. They had fought and shown their colors, and that was what it was about. His comment now was just friendly banter. He would stand and offer Austin a hand back to his feet.
"Was a good fight. I really enjoyed the work out."
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Jan 6, 2015 19:25:24 GMT -5
Austin would finish standing by himself, brush off Allen's offer to help him. It wasn't meant out of disrespect. Austin's pride would not allow it. However he would extend a hand as soon as he was standing to show that he did indeed gain the respect of Austin. Bolt here was tough, tactile and had a burning will to fight. Knuckles could see why Leon had scooped him up.
"I was just gettin' warmed up.. This train can run all night long, brother."
A short chuckle would escape his lips as the AW leader stretched himself out, grinning through the body pains he felt. This would be a day he remembered. Maybe even more memorable than when he had met Leon. There was a lot to go over in his head. Next time these two met in a fight, Austin would have a much better idea of what he was dealing with.
"This won't be the last time, I'm sure of it. We'll go a few more rounds someday. Can't get enough of a good fight, ya know?"
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"Welcome to the end of your life, and I promise it's going to hurt."
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Lightning Scrub
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Lightning Gang
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Post by Leon Sudeki on Jan 6, 2015 19:32:08 GMT -5
Leon would smile wide, for now things would remain friendly between the two groups, no grudges, no one stepping over their bounds. Even the banter was more playful than anything else. Leon liked watching this fight, but it had to stay that way sadly, Leon's mind was too busy on taking down Riot Squad, which brought him to another subject.
"Which reminds me, Austin. I still need to drop by the bar and discuss events with you that seem to push my time tables more towards that treaty we were talking about."
Leon would say, he wasn't going to just jump into it however, but forces that be were trying to force his hands.
"So, hows later tonight sound? I'll drop by and see what you guys are all about?"
Leon had a good picture so far considering how Austin faught and presented himself. Though it was better to see it in the light than make assumptions in the dark.
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Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
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Fire Bolt
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Post by Allen Hollows on Jan 6, 2015 19:42:48 GMT -5
Allen took no offense- he just let the hand drop, standing up fully himself and clasping Austins hand. He would keep the grin.
"I look forward to it."
He would turn to Leon, walking over behind him to stand at his left side, stretching his arms but indicating that he was both on Leon's team but that he was also pretty relaxed. Austin had given out more blows, but despite his strength his attacks were less punishing, he felt, than Allens had been. And now, seeing him fight like this, he was confident for a future battle.
He would pat Leon on the shoulder.
"I'll meet you back at base man."
He would, unless stopped, give Austin a salute.
"Later Knucks."
And he would head out!
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Jan 8, 2015 1:09:11 GMT -5
"Sounds like a plan, Boss. Lay your number on me, I'll hit you with the details later."
Austin would crack his neck, roll his shoulders and turn to Leon. The AW leader would wait to hear the number and then move toward Leon as he looked to leave the cafeteria behind. He would hold out his left fist in a 'pound-it' motion. To be honest right now, he wasn't feeling the small talk. His mind was replying the battle that had just taken place. The Firebolt had left an impression, that was the truth.
"I think I'm just going to crash somewhere for the rest of the day.. You know how to pick 'em, Leon."
And with those words he would take his leave, making a b-line straight for the parking lot. He had a power nap to attend to. His energy had been sapped. But that had been extremely fun to Austin. Much more fun than he expected, that was for sure.
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