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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 Deleted on Dec 4, 2014 18:59:14 GMT -5
As usual Jason's day had started with him wishing he didn't procrastinate the day before. Instead of getting ready for his first day as a teacher in 552 he thought that it was a good time to finally start watching The Wire. It went from "I'll get to work after the next episode" to "I'll just wing it" by the time he was at the fourth episode. It didn't help that his alarm didn't go off because he accidentally set it to PM instead of AM, bad decisions and horrible luck seemed to Jason's bread and butter.
If it wasn't for his landlord ringing the bell to remind him that his rent is overdue he would have overslept. Jason quickly made some promises to the landlord and got himself together, all the while hating himself for his poor choices but not regretting them entirely, he really liked that show. After getting into the cleanest pair of jeans that he owned, a white button up shirt and his trusty grey blazer he grabbed his things and set off to catch a cab.
After making it to the school just on time Jason quickly made his way to the teacher's lounge for the pre-assembly briefing and some bad coffee. Since they still had no headmaster the teachers have been running things on their own, most of the teachers were veterans from other public high schools so they knew what they were doing. Some of them seemed eager to establish themselves as leaders, since the position for headmaster was up for grabs. Jason wanted nothing to do with that, he was more worried about getting through the year. The administration just gave him a list of books that he gets to choose from to teach. As for dealing with troublesome students is just yell for a Pillar or the Captain if he couldn't handle it. Somehow that didn't really put Jason's mind at ease.
It was finally time for the very first assembly, Jason stood at the brand new courtyard he wondered how long it would take for the students to make a mess off it. Before getting too lost in that train of thought he started to put together a teaching plan for the week as he waited for the students to come in. In the back of his mind however he was still hoping that he wouldn't have to fight a student on his first day.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 4, 2014 21:48:13 GMT -5
The roar of his engine could be heard as the sleek black motorcycle rolled into the student parking lot. As he stopped the bike in a spot, he'd kick up the stand and settle it before throwing his leg over the side of the bike. His right hand would lift to scratch at the scruffy light beard on his chin, before grabbing his finished cigarette and tossing it.
Austin Huntsman, also known to most that knew him as 'Knuckles', had arrived at his new place of 'education'. Hazel eyes would scan his surroundings through a pair of black sunglasses. His hands would lift to un-clasp the black skull helmet, before he swung it around the seat of his bike. His blond, slicked back medium length hair would be revealed.
A simple worn black leather vest rest snugly around his torso, a black zip-up hoodie beneath that. Strapped to his waist by a black studded leather belt, was a pair of slightly baggy black jeans. The only thing that seemed completely off about his outfit was the pair of white vans he wore on his feet.
Soon enough 'Knuckles' would begin a casual stroll toward the courtyard. It seemed as through a small crowd was heading in a specific direction. Maybe a little 'welcoming' to user in the new school year. Whatever it was, he supposed he had no choice but to partake. It didn't bother him too much. At least it wasn't class. He would gather with the rest, and wait to see what kind of bullshit would be spewed here today.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Dec 4, 2014 22:06:01 GMT -5
Walking ahead of huntsman was a small circle of open air around a female with black hair. Her nose was stuck looking at her phone, but the people around her gave her about a foot of space to walk. She didn't notice them. They felt like ants to her. She didn't consider them as such, so it wasn't an insult. She just...didn't really consider them. She did continued walking, while more than a few whispers paraded around her.
"The Untoucheable Queen!"
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"Don't step on her toes!"
She snapped the book shut and stuffed it into the satchel at her waist, pulling the scarf closer around her neck as they piled into the courtyard. People got closer as the bodies got thicker....but still, nobody touched her.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2014 17:16:48 GMT -5
”God dangit. Of course Mark and Saya wouldn’t show. Why would they?!”
Alvan sat in his chair backwards, elbows leaning on the head of the chair and hands holding his head up, as he watched Ali pace and talk. Ali scratched his head through his blue beanie as he looked over the emergency speech that he had written up in case he had to give one. The older boy walked over to the makeshift wall, a screen of curtains, and peeked through it.
”Saya’s just sitting out in the crowd!”
“Standing.”
”What?”
“There are no seats. Therefore she must be standing.”
Ali’s hand would come up to his forehead, in a face palm like fashion. The older boy laughed at Alvan’s need to interpret everything so literally. Meanwhile, the younger boy confused just cocked his head to the side confused as to why Ali was so suddenly and randomly breaking out into laughter. Ali walked over to Alvan and patted the younger boy on the back.
“Let’s get out there.”
Alvan wordlessly got up and followed Ali’s lead. He would stand towards the back of the makeshift as Ali made his way to the podium. A teacher offered him a microphone but Ali politely declined it. He cleared his throat and gave Alvan a thumbs up before speaking.
”I want to welcome all of you returning students to another year at 552. I also want to welcome all new transferring students and freshman to our home. As some of you can probably tell, I’m not the School Captain, Mark. I am also not the First Pillar Saya. They couldn’t make it here today to deliver the ceremonial speech, so I’ll be doing it in their stead. I am Ali, the Second Pillar. My friend here is Alvan, the Third Pillar.”
Ali motioned a hand towards Alvan. The young boy unsure of what to do, gulped slightly. He stood forward and gave a nervous bow. As he raised his head back up he looked over to Ali to see if what he had done was correct. Ali just smiled and gave him a nod of assurance.
”So I want to talk about 552’s reputation for a second. We get a bad rep because people think we’re a bunch of violent idiots. I don’t see violent idiots in front of me. What I see are Martial Artists and Enthusiasts. You don’t fight to hurt people, but you guys fight because you like to. I just want to ask that we keep all fights from going too far. Don’t try to hurt each other, and don’t force each other to fight when the other person doesn’t want to. Us Pillars are charged with making sure that this is a safe environment for all students. So please help us by respecting your fellow students. We’re all people here and we should treat each other with the same courtesy and respect that all of you deserve. Thank you for your time everyone and enjoy high school!”
Ali pumped a fist into the air with a grin. He would be met with a couple other students responding to his fist in the air by raising their own and cheers all around. He was a generally well liked and respected student at 552, probably because he let people beat the snot out of each other as long as no one was getting hospitalized.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 5, 2014 19:08:00 GMT -5
Why did morning have to be so early...Why couldn't the morning be in the afternoon, that was what Steven's body shouted at him as he made his why to the first day in a new school. He had been up all night jumping from reading to watching YouTube and before he knew it, sleep was no longer an option. Still there was no way that he would miss today. His cousin had dropped more money then Steven had seen in his life setting him up in the city, on the condition that he would go to school and try and keep out of trouble. He just hoped that the school he had ended up being enrolled in was one that he could avoid it, because the last one certainly did not.
Not to many people had arrived when Steven appeared on the scene, but they were quickly packing in, and Steven uncharacteristically for once was not reading to himself, instead he looked over on the arrivals. Including the oddities that came with it. There were quite a few as he always found there were it seemed, however one thing managed to get his attention. Those that had arrived seemed to part like a school of fish at the approach of a girl. He was too far away to hear what was said about her, but watched as she put her book away and waited. People started to fill out the area, and Steven continued to look around before his sight once again fell on the women, even with all the people around it seemed no one wanted to go near her. "Well she must scare people." He muttered to himself before looking up to the front as the announcement started.
By the end of the speech Steven was hopeful that that this school would be different then the last, with the pillar saying they were against fighting causing people to visit Hospital. Then however the rest of the word sank in. They were word that pretty much condoned violence, with a 'oh but don't take it too far' feeling to them. The irked him, but at least it meant that people here would be more likely to be able to protect themselves, just from he practise. As the cheers went up, Steven took it a symbol that things would be coming to a close. "Time to meet the locals." Once again he spoke to himself. His feet walking on auto pilot, curious having got the better of him.
Steven would reach the girl, the unknown to him pillar. There were mutters once more but no one seemed to have realised his intention. Steven would end up beside her and start talking, as he reached out to place hand on her shoulder to get her attention at the same time. "I saw you reading. Good book by any chance?" He would go to say, his other hand would pat down on one of the larger pockets of his jacket, a bent and beaten up book of his own, still sitting there. It looked like the butler had done it, but these day and age there would have to be some over the top plot twist at the end.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Dec 5, 2014 21:38:13 GMT -5
She stared at Ali as he spoke. Just like the man... to pander. But still, far better than she or Mark would have come up with. Their two sentences wouldn't have been worth calling an assembly over. Mark hadn't even shown up, so far. Was the guy waiting for the expected riot that may take place? Probably. All he cared about was fighting. The title of School Captain just meant he could beat up more people. She didn't really care- about his title or hers, for that matter. The only reason she even accepted it was because-
She felt a hand on her shoulder, head turning so her eyes could meet those of the man standing next to and a little behind her. The people around watched with anticipation. What did they expect? That she was gonna snap his arm off for it? She never called herself untoucheable- they did. She just let them think that because it suited her to be left alone. She would half turn so the side he had touched was now facing him entirely. Bringing up the arm whose shoulder his palm was against, she used the back of her hand on his wrist to brush him off her.
"In the Heart of the Sea. And yes, it is."
She didn't say anything else, instead deciding to leave rather than participate in what was likely going to be a "fun" brawl among students. She would move through the crowd, who despite just seeing her completely uncaring about the males hand, still seemed to not want to touch her. She would bring the book back out, open to the folded page in the center, and continue where she left off.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 5, 2014 22:52:37 GMT -5
Really..? Permission to fight? Well then..
Austin cared little about the rules here, and feared these guys even less. However, maybe he would enjoy this place after all. This had initially been a way to waste time. Now it was an opportunity to check out his competition. Those hazel eyes had carefully studied the crowd ahead of him, and one anomaly that stood out had been the girl, and the guy who seemed to be trying to get some ass.
'Knuckles' would watch as she brushed him off and began to move back toward him. Austin would send a wink toward the girl with a smirk, before his left hand pulled out a black bandana. The biker youth wrapped his face with the bandana as he brushed by the girl. His focus settling upon the male that had previously talked to her.
Focus upon him, as he passed through the crowd, sucker punching one kid, before another ate an elbow. He would start a little ruckus today, but this was only going to be the beginning. The Apex Warriors had come to #552. And Austin would make them known in due time. Out of respect for his god-father, he wasn't wearing his club cut.
"Maybe she thinks you're a pussy."
Once he reached Steven, his fists would lift in front of his face, chin down and elbows out. The sunglasses his those determined eyes, as the bandanna hid his face. His left hand would shoot a jab toward the kid's face, nothing too fancy.
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Post by Allen Hollows on Dec 6, 2014 10:57:37 GMT -5
Allen followed Shugo in, hearing the tailend of the speech before it all ended with a few hellos and goodbyes and thank yous. He would watch the girl leave, and the man with the black scarf thingy start beating people up. Shugo sure knew how to call it...riots happened for less, and he was sure that people would be throwing blows in mere moments.
"Expressing yourself violently is just....so boring."
He wanted to turn around and just head back the way he came. Maybe follow the girl with the book and see where she was heading but...instead, he stuck at Shugos side. There was nothing like nearly getting your ass run over by someone to warrant giving them your loyalty.
"So what....we just start punching people?"
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Dec 6, 2014 12:02:41 GMT -5
Shugo walked in with Allen towards the end of the speech, but the boy didn't listen to the "snooze fest" speech. Instead he kept a vigilant eye out for anyone about to start any sort of fight. And then it happened, some girl started walking away from the crowd. The guy she walked away from was approached by another guy, who proceeded to punch the first guy in the face. Confusing? A little bit!
"Allen! Allen! It's starttiiiiing! Let's get in there! Just remember, if anyone tries to bite off your ear punch them in the nose, that'll probably make them let go!"
Shugo made a beeline for the fight, punching the odd person here or there, but his real target was the man with the bandanna, who he would approach from behind. While the man with the bandanna was focused on the other kid, Shugo would pull his right leg back and attempt to kick him right in the back of his knee. Hopefully it would make his legs buckle and make the kid fall over.
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Post by Areon Fury on Dec 6, 2014 16:15:52 GMT -5
Areon stood peacefully quiet near by. Adjusting his goggles as he started committing everything to memory.
~School Captain, Mark. First Pillar Saya, Second Pillar Ali, Third Pillar Alvan... Targets acquired. Time to learn.~
Though it wasn't much time more until the assembly battle royal started. Areon watched and backed off when it got too close, no reason to jump in and express his abilities now. Too many targets near by, equals too many opportunities he will be watched.
He decided to find the most randomly violent person and charge them. Just so happened to be Shugo. Areon would take a hit to the face and go down, pretending to be out of the fight.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 6, 2014 19:17:24 GMT -5
"In the Heart of the Sea. And yes, it is." The young girl said simply brushing off his hand, the murmurs that he had been from those around became louder from the shock of his action as the girl just calmly walked away. "Did..did he just touch the pillar?" and other comments of its kind clued Steven in to what he had just done, and explained why everyone had been trying so hard to give her a wide berth. However she hadn't acted in malice towards his action. He was about to pull out his own book from his pocket, and scribble the name of the book she had been reading down to look up later to see if it was interesting, when I cry of pain from the direction she had walked in sung out.
Moving through the crowd taking pot shots at others around him, being as subtle as a rhino, with a black bandanna wrapped around his face approached. It didn't to take much to notice the man was heading towards him, he was looking right at him. "Maybe she thinks you're a pussy." The guy said, as he got close before a fist was thrown towards his face. It to little to bob back with a quick step out of the fist's range, maybe if the man had been a little less obvious with his approach Steven wouldn't of seen it coming.
As Steven step back he collided with another in the crowd, making getting out of range if the man followed up a less then tenable option. Even so Steven didn't plan to be fighting today, James would kill him if he found out he got in a fight on his first day of school. Instead Steven grabbed out backwards into the guy he had bumped into pulled him in front of him and pushed the guy between the two of them. It was then that Steven noticed the guy coming up behind the one wearing the bandanna, striking out at people in the same way he had, and seemingly locked on him. Attacking a guy, he didn't like but from behind well that just seemed unfair. "Behind you." Steven shouted out to the guy who had tried to attack him. Maybe the two would get distracted by each other.
At this point though other in the crowd were starting to riled up, many joining the fray and fights breaking out all around. Getting out of here seemed like a good idea. Steven dashed aside shoulder barging those in the way, and trying to get to the edge of the crowd. With this many people about to have a all out brawl, and in such tight quarters he would be at a server disadvantage. However unless anyone followed or tried to cut off his escape then if they wanted to face him, they could do so at the edge of the crowd in the open. Because there was no way Steven would willing fight in such closed in conditions, however he wouldn't leave completely. No doubt someone would get hurt, and those who didn't want to be involved in this brawl would be force into it against there choice. He felt light he had to be close enough to that he could help people if things started to go to far.
"Maybe she thinks you're a pussy." The guys words sounded in his head again. "Who care what people think." He muttered to himself. He didn't, especially not from someone so willing to hurt others. Unless he was engaged again Steven would watch and wait. Wondering just how far the pillar would let this go, would there words against fighting except in a sportsman like fashion ring true in the end.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 6, 2014 19:56:43 GMT -5
A jab was a jab, a multi-purpose tool in one's arsenal. Austin would watch as his initial target moved backwards, pulling some other poor sap into harms way. Maybe Austin's initial assessment had been correct. A coward indeed. Instead of throwing another immediant punch, he retracted his left arm when he heard Steven tell him there was someone behind him.
Regardless of whether he was lying or not, Austin believed his initial target was a waste of time. Pulling a quick 180, 'Knuckles' would manage to be able to check the kick with his lower leg just in time. His weight would shift forward, and his head would be propelled toward Shugo's face. With luck Austin's dome would land smack dab in the middle of his unknown assailent's face.
This was probably gonna get rough, but it sure seemed like a good start to a new school year. One that Austin here hoped to make quite memorable for all his new school-mates. And, it was likely this little festivity would draw the Pillars into action. He could then see for himself how they handled themselves.
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Post by Allen Hollows on Dec 6, 2014 21:22:01 GMT -5
Allen looked around. People had begun getting pushy, throwing punches... enjoying beating each other up. Allen figured he would go big or go home, so he crouched and moved around the edge of the massive square, staying low enough not to be seen. He would, once within view, rush at Ali the Pillar and attempt a flying dropkick to his back, at the shoulderblades!
If it hit, he would land on his back and return to his feet, grinning.
"All in good fun, right?"
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Dec 7, 2014 1:36:11 GMT -5
Mid-kick, Shugo would notice Allen charge ahead. It looked like the boy was going for the big man himself, the Second Pillar. Shugo smirked. This kid had balls; he would make for a fine minion. The boy had pretty much all but pledged his allegiance to Shugo already. A firm forehead planting itself on Shugo's would remind him of where he was. Shugo stumbled back and rubbed his forehead before giving the guy who attacked him an angry glare.
"Hey dick! I wasn't paying attention! That's not cool!"
The boy charged back at the bandanna guy. He pulled his right fist back, holding his left up defensively. Once he was within range Shugo would swing a right hook aimed for the bandanna kid's left cheek. Head shot for a head shot. It was only when Shugo looked at the guy's face did he notice something... the guy looked slightly familiar, but he couldn't tell from where.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2014 5:21:11 GMT -5
Things went to hell in a heartbeat. Jason watched as the pillar more or less give all the students the go ahead to start a massive fight. None of the teachers were doing anything to stop the fighting, some of them were even watching intently, looking for any standout performances. Jason was conflicted; he wanted to get in there and try to stop things from going too, but he knew there wasn't much he could do on his own. He figured that his best bet was to approach the two pillars and convince them to put an end to this mess.
"Good speech, you sure know how to motivate them." Jason said when he approached Alvin and Ali. "I know that this is some kind of tradition, but I think we should stop this before things get too out of hand. I'd rather not have students bleeding all over my classroom on the first day" He didn't notice the student that was circling around to attack Ali because he was watching the fight. No one seemed to be too injured, some of them seemed to be enjoying themselves. These kids were weird.
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