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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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Here, maybe there, or anywhere (Neko)
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Post by Deleted on May 20, 2015 20:35:21 GMT -5
Teufel was staring absent mindedly out a window. He had just finished a few classes of his and was spending his lunch contemplating the world. What would he do? He could always try to find a friend or two, maybe find someone who owed him money. So, he stood up and went to buy whatever the school offered today. Today, it was apples.
Teufel looked over the apples carefully, as you can never be too careful with apples. people seemed to stare at him as he looked, probably because of the antlers permanently melded to his head. Those antlers. They were his pride and joy. It hurt like hell when he melded them, but he liked them. They were now literally a part of him. They had a lot of benefits, like an extra few inches to his short body, and he could use them for combat as well. But they weren't very easy to hide in. Oh well.
Teufel walked around after paying for the perfect apple, holding as carefully as one would hold a baby. He saw a lot of people, but their faces seemed to blur together. Hopefully today would be different. Maybe today he could make a friend! He continued to walk around with a smile on his face and the Apple in his hand, bumping into people accidentally. He apologized nervously, afraid of what may come next. 'This may lead to a fight....' He thought, and sat down at an empty table, looking at the apple.
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on May 20, 2015 22:51:01 GMT -5
Tate is being an adorable Neko! He's sitting on the ground next to the table and eating some spaghetti. And actually he's not eating, instead being spoon fed. "Open wide." Tate opens his mouth as Clark gently shoves some of the food into his mouth. Today wasn't the best day for Tate as he was unusually scared and wouldn't even eat his food by himself.
Well Tate's day went fine as he cowered on the floor in class and couldn't read any of the things he was asked to. He felt lower then he was, but then Tate was never important and just existed to serve master, that's all there is to it.
As he eats he sees a boy with an apple. It shouldn't really bother him, but the boy had strange antlers on his head. Was he a God?? Tate continues to stare and it starts to get obvious...
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2015 6:32:37 GMT -5
Teufel felt that weird feeling when you were being watched and look up, making sure not to hit anyone with his antlers. He saw two older boys, one about the same height as him, the other much older and taller. The shorter boy seemed nervous about his surroundings. He also had... Cat ears? Or was it his hair formation. Either way, Teufel had the urge to touch the ears, but he wouldn't do that. That would make him look even more ridiculous!
Teufel scooting a few seats down, smiling in a friendly manner. He wanted to get to know both people better, they seemed interesting, and possibly nice.
"Hello! Would it be alright if I moved here misters?" He asked nervously, but kinda cheerfully. You could never be to Careful at this school, one wrong move and you'd be stuck in a locker...
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on May 21, 2015 22:25:49 GMT -5
Tate continued on the floor when he saw Teufel shimmying towards him. His eyes widened as he wondered if this person was important. Well they must be! They were sitting on a chair, so of course they were! He then turned his attention back to Clark who was still spoon feeding him. "Neko wonders if Master invited someone over?" Tate tilts his head slightly in questioning.
Clark put the spoon down and sighed slightly. It's been this way since they met, why hasn't he improved? "It seems to be someone who whats to meet you Neko, You sh- must say hi." He quickly changed the suggestion as a command because it tended to work better for the Neko.
Tate nodded and smiled rather shyly. "Hello mister. My name is Neko, have you come for service today?" He added the last part out of habit and didn't even realize he said it, just like a natural reflex. Clark on the other hand did notice and bit his bottom lip, hoping Teufel wouldn't ask. "You can sit with us if you'd like, we're just eating and company is fine." He would try to direct the attention to himself instead.
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Post by Deleted on May 22, 2015 6:42:53 GMT -5
Teufel tilted His head a little in confusion. Service? What was that all about? Was it just a joke? No.....the boy seemed pretty sincere about it. The other boy looked like he was used to it and said Teufel could sit by them. So maybe it was something personal. Teufel decided not to ask. He learned it was good to accept people's differences, after all, he had two horns out of his head making him look like he spawned in hell.
"Thank you mister, and er...um.... No thank you for any service but thank you for offering, that was really polite of you.. My name is Teufel, nice to meet you." He said, raising an arm to either boy for a handshake.
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on May 22, 2015 23:37:15 GMT -5
Tate would stare at the hand, wondering what he was suppose to do. Figuring he was suppose to lick his hand, he leaned his head in. Upon seeing this, Clark quickly took the hand and shook it. "It's nice meeting you Teufel." He gives Tate a sideways glance that told him he was incorrect. This causes the Neko to get all upset as he crawls to Clark and lays his head on his lap sadly, nuzzling his leg. "Master is mad at Neko, punishment time?"
Clark sighs softly and pets Tate's soft hair. "No punishment, we eat sweets now." On the words 'sweets' Tate perks up and looks at Clark all attentively, wanting to know what he needs to do for the treats. Smiling lightly, Clark tells Neko to roll on the ground. Tate nods and rolls like a little puppy a few times, then looks at Clark. Clark gives Tate a large slice of strawberry shortcake, but then takes it back and starts to feed the Neko again. Tate seems content as he eats his cake. While Tate seems to have forgotten about Teufel, Clark hasn't, but taking care of Neko is a difficult task...
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Post by Deleted on May 23, 2015 6:59:52 GMT -5
Teufel watched the two interact with each other, definitely confused. What was going on? Was this a game? Teufel was pretty confused, but in a way sort of interested. The two people sitting right by him seemed to have a pet/owner relation? 'Wonder what's the story behind these two, it's kinda cute.' He thought to himself as he stared at his apple, his dear, sweet, precious apple.
"Um, are you new here misters? I haven't seen you two around here" he said, trying to spark conversation.
These two people seemed nice, and Teufel wanted to get to know them better. Hell, maybe he could even become friends with them. Who knows? Anything's possible.
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on May 26, 2015 20:00:51 GMT -5
Tate is happily enjoying his cake when he hears something. He looked over and thought he heard a question, but wasn't sure what it was. Slightly upset he was worried that he did something wrong. He didn't know if he was missing an important command. He tilts his head and looks at Teufel. "Neko is sorry, Neko didn't understand... is Neko going to be punished?"
Clark sighs once more and pats Tate on the head, then answers Teufel's question. "Yeah, Neko transferred this week and I help him out."
By this moment the Neko has gone to hide under a table and is in a ball as he awaits his punishment. He looks rather scared, but also like he won't run if someone comes for him, a bit obedient.
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2015 9:26:55 GMT -5
This seemed to get more confusing. Did Teufel do something wrong? The boy named Neko was under the table, but the other boy seemed to be calm about this. Was this normal? Even if it was, Teufel felt really guilty about this, like he done something wrong. He hen proceeded to look at Clark with a worried and scared look
"Did I do something wrong mister..?" He said, scared. 'What did I do..?' He thought
After he heard the answer, he dropped down from his chair, and sat across from Neko, worried
"hi, I'm sorry if I caused you any discomfort, I'm really sorry..." He said in the most comforting voice he could
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on May 27, 2015 20:30:42 GMT -5
Clark wouldn't say anything and just watch the two, after all, Tate was suppose to be making friends.
Well when Teufel gets close to the Neko, he starts to back away as he still thinks he's getting punished. He mews sadly as he doesn't want to get hurt... well at least not by some new master he just met.
Clark sighed when he realized that this wouldn't get anywhere. He tilted his head and looked at the other kid. "Why don't you try giving him some cake Teufel?" He holds out another plate of cake, the same kind he was feeding the Neko earlier.
((OOC: sorry a bit short, it's leading to good things though!))
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2015 20:59:09 GMT -5
Teufel looked at the cake, and then at Clark, then back to Neko. Neko seemed to be even more scared then before. Teufel gratefully took the cake from Clark. Maybe cake would help this "Thank you mister" he said nervously, then looked back at Neko. Neko still seemed to be scared of something, and Teufel was even more nervous. He was nervous of making the wrong move and scaring the poor boy even more. Would he scare Neko, or would this help make a friendship. Crouching down, he offered the cake to Neko. "Er um, would you like some cake Neko?" He asked, holding out a small piece of the cake to Neko on a spoon like he had seen Clark do. OOC: it's fine, no promblemo  |
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on May 30, 2015 1:20:49 GMT -5
Tate is in his small little curled up ball when Teufel comes over with the cake. He looks at it and wonders if it's a trap, but he saw Clark giving the cake to Teufel, so it can't be poisoned.
He carefully pokes his head out from under the table and then takes the cake off the spoon before going to curl back in his ball. It was yummy cake, and Tate liked it. He decided he should probably say something since Clark was watching and seemed a bit upset. "Neko likes cake. Cake be yummy."
He paws his hair from under the table and sees a small fuzzy float down from somewhere. He quickly tries to paw it but fails. This soon takes up his attention as he gets out from under the table to go and try to pounce on the fuzzy.
Clark was content that Tate came out from under the table, but didn't understand why he could be so easily distracted, maybe it's just his childish nature.
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Post by Deleted on May 30, 2015 6:14:26 GMT -5
Teufel was also a little glad that Neko came out from the table, but was wondering why Neko was pawing at the ball of fluff with such interest. He watched him play for a few moments in silence, then dropped down to the floor to sit. He could see why a few people sit on the floor each day. It was kinda comfortable, a litle dusty, but comfortable.
He looked at Neko and Clark again, trying to figure out the connection between the two. He didn't want to ask them, that'd make it too easy and it could've been a touchy subject for them. Instead, he just watched them carefully. 'Let's see... What'll happen next' he thought. He offered another spoonful of cake to Neko.
"Uh, would you like another piece of cake..?" He asked. Let's see what'll happen indeed.
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on May 31, 2015 0:03:09 GMT -5
Neko was a Neko, and Neko liked cute things! When the little puff came into his vision he chased it with happiness. Sometimes his masters would play with soft feathers or puffs for him to be entertained with and so the Neko was conditioned to play with the floaty fuzz. He's mewing softly just like a kitten as he plays.
Clark is just watching Tate, amused. He liked this side of the other because even when he was still the same, he seemed to be less scared and have more control over his actions. It was refreshing to see.
Upon the word 'cake' Tate would look over. More cake? He did good? Master liked him and was praising him!?! He mewed happily and crawled over then made a cute little bite of the cake. He nomed it in his mouth and smiled, strawberry shortcake was the best! He then finished and decided that Teufel wasn't going to hurt him, so he then curiously and gently pawed the others antlers. No ill intentions, just curious.
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Post by Deleted on May 31, 2015 7:15:13 GMT -5
Teufel smiled about Neko coming out of his shell a little. He seemed to like cake, so Teufel offered another small spoonful of cake. Teufel smiled when Neko started to paw his antlers. Teufel leaned his head down a bit if Neko wanted to paw them some more. Maybe this was a start of a friendship. Teufel hopes so.
"Um Neko? Would you like to become friends..?" He asked hopefully.
He smiled In hope, rubbing the ever so perfect Apple he just found. If this friendship worked out maybe he could help Neko further come out of his shell.
Looking around, he saw more balls of fluff falling from the air and watched them in wonder. They were really interesting and Teufel pawed at one too, half jokingly, half curiously.
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