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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 Asch on May 27, 2015 0:51:55 GMT -5
Asch walked onto the school grounds, dressed in a white dress shirt with black slacks, black shoes, and a black tie. He also had a black coat, but he took it off since the weather was nice. He thought going to the dance was pretty stupid, since he didn't have a date... but it'd be fun. He came merely for the enjoyment of it all. However, the red-headed boy tried hitting on a few girls, but got nothin' from them except one slap to the face, and a wink from another. Sighing, he walked to the side of the building outdoors, stuffing his hands into his pockets. He noticed a light-haired boy take a sip from a small flask disguised as a part of his belt. Well. That was clever. Asch walked over to the boy, saying, "Hola. Do you mind if I ask where I might be able to find one of those?" True, Asch liked to think he was done with his drug addictions and the like, but a little alcohol here and there couldn't hurt... right? It wasn't as bad as it used to be. "I mean. The thing looks like it could be useful for a guy craving for some booze. Yeah?"
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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2015 2:01:45 GMT -5
A Dance, a Dance!
Lucia was so excited, she'd never really been to a dance much less a school function. The closest to which she could attribute were balls at home which were usually a superfluous way to flaunt your children in front of other rich families and show off their extremely over conditioned skill sets. Lucia had been to many of those plain jigs; burdened with the overindulgence of wealth and privilege she never knew what a truly fun time was to be had. Primed and prepped in one of her favorite dresses, one that showed her off in her favorite color, Lucia would march off with an envoy to the place she'd readily been time and time again over the past week with a small entourage at her flank. Two tall men though only one of them sharing Tuvlan's sizable likeness, they were somewhat of fodder in this next experiment and she knew well just how putting a dog in clothes was like.
"K'mer Tuvvy!" She'd beckon from about a corner of the garden cooing him towards the dark folds whilst in the wings the two men jostled there, one with some ropes and the other with the top portion of a suit and tie. Lucia would not be seen without a date to the dance, even if it was a 'special' someone.
They'd arrive at the dance with her entourage a little worse for wear but as it would seem, a success was had, what little could be made of such a success that was. While Lucia looked the benefactor of benevolence, she'd pair it with a leash of subjugation loosely strung around Tuvlan's collar.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 27, 2015 22:18:39 GMT -5
Sarah made her way toward the school after adjust her dress which hadn't been fit very well. Macht was nice enough to buy her a dress for the occasion. She just wish that she had more time to adjust the bust so that it didn't risk her falling out of the thing with every twist and turn. She managed to get into it along with the heels That would be covered by the dress but would definitely add a few more inches to Sarah's otherwise already impressive height. As she made her way up she managed to check her compact quickly before pocketing it in the one place nature had provided for her to hide certain items. (In her cleavage, nature's pockets since girl clothes never have pockets or if they do they are purely cosmetic). She managed to get decent winged eyeliner but the liquid eyeliner had been a chore that took her through a couple times before managing to get symmetry. She finally had to resort to the tape method. Say what you want about fighting style, if you can put on winged eyeliner without some sort of method of cheating using liquid eyeliner, Sarah would fear and respect whatever mysterious power you've conjured up. Especially if that was paired with the skills necessary to contour because she was very new to it. "Perfection takes time," Sarah said as she walked up toward Macht, placing a hand against his chest and planting a kiss on his lips. She didn't wear any lipstick, just a light gloss that had a good flavor to it. She planned on making out a lot and making use of this formal wear whenever they could slip away. Probably once they found out who was or wasn't Prom King. She had cast her votes for Macht and Vivi. Some part of her was still aching to back away and let them happen and it pained her to do anything else on some level. "Hopefully the one eye you've got left is good enough to get a good look of all this. If not we'll just have to take lots of selfies and stuff so that you can go back and commit this to memory." She would wobble slightly on the heels, "Also I can't really dance... I hope that's not a problem. And I may break an ankle later, these heels have me fearing gravity something awful."
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Post by Ecko Armitage on May 28, 2015 9:14:31 GMT -5
< Harlock was just gonna have to get used to that being his name cause Ecko was probably never going to say his real name. No matter how many times he could possibly tell her it wasn't going to happen. Probably the only way for it to happen was to make her mad enough that she wouldn't want to give them the blessing of her nicknames. Or repeatedly tell her to stop to the point she'll just be annoyed and give in with a huff. She didn't like being oppressed in any form. It was just a thing with her. So as she grinned happily at her devilishly handsome pirate pal before her the moment he mentioned he was bullied into showing up her eyes widened slightly with a few blinks.
"Bullied?"
< She didn't like bullies. Bullies were oppressing jerks that she just wanted to claw their eyes out first and then go down the line. ALL the way down to --- Whoops mean streak alert - ignore that. MOVING ON. Ecko's brows frowned at the mere thought that someone would bully Harlock. It's mother freaking Harlock! HOW DOES ONE BULLY SUCH A BADASS SPACE PIRATE?! No no no no. She wasn't going to accept that one flipping bit. One way ticket to Nope-ville! His next comment was about to be more true as Ecko was entering hero mode now. She stood up straighter with a sudden determined gleam in those hazel orbs. Her rested on her hips in fist instead of upon palms as she looked up to him speaking in a slightly exaggerated heroic like tone only on the first word before her voice was normal but full of vigor.
"Citizen."
< She pulled her 'lasso of truth' from the side of her right hip, holding it firmly within her grasp. Her left hand made a fist just a ways from her face as she continued.
"I will not stand for such bulling and oppressive natures. You will take me to whom this evil doer is and I will set this evil doer straighter than a straight line! They will make straight lines look crooked! Ya damn right I'ma save you! I will be your hero. Ain't no mountain high, ain't no valley low gonna stop me. Now come! This way!"
< What way? Ecko didn't have a the faintest idea but come on she was adorable though. With her left she latched onto his hand and tried to pull him along. To where? Who knows. But if he stopped her and explained her tune would quickly change for sure, if not he was gonna get dragged god only knows where since she didn't know the who or the when or where. Three important W's miss Ecko, learn them Lord knows she need to sometimes. As she attempted to pull/lead him wherever he would hear her mumbling under her breath.
"No one is gonna bully Harlock. Who the hell bullies a badass like him. Nuh huh, not while I'm around pfftt... "
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2015 14:56:41 GMT -5
Raphael smiled a quirky sort of gesture massaging the back of his head gingerly as he did so. The boy was still wrapped up in the mysticism of tonight, he never saw himself wearing a monkey suit like this better yet standing across from an adorkable girl like Ecko. His attention waning from his thoughts still somewhat dizzy from the shock of seeing her here, his own heroine sounded a little off but even still Raph liked the idea of being saved for once.
"Citizen."
Raphael's attention quickly garnered as she'd motioned to her hip drawing forth an implement he'd never have expected to make through security. It would appear that Ecko was a fair bit more crafty than could be expected but from a girl who managed to amass a crowd of folks with taser light sabers he would suspect anything was possible from the eccentric lass.
"I will not stand for such bulling and oppressive natures. You will take me to whom this evil doer is and I will set this evil doer straighter than a straight line! They will make straight lines look crooked! Ya damn right I'ma save you! I will be your hero. Ain't no mountain high, ain't no valley low gonna stop me. Now come! This way!"
Raphael chuckled to himself attempting to bring a hand up to stifle it however somewhat enraptured by the Lasso of Truth pulling his limbs down and 'forcing' him to comply. With a convinced grin Raphael would play along it would seem that she was undaunted by the many eyes drawn their way from the strange playfulness. Raphael looked up to that in a way, how she was brave in a way few could really understand. It wasn't hard to fight and be brutish at the front lines all a facade to show machismo; but to be yourself a playful, goofy, rendition of your greatest fantasies it took a bit more than the stuff of legend.
"Let's just hope there isn't a river wide enough to stop our way to the dance floor." Raph would blurt out subservient to her pull making a little struggle but none so much that would wriggle free just to get comfy and avoid rope burn. "I'm also dying for some food...." At least that's where Raph assumed where they were going, at this point however he was along for the ride.
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2015 15:33:27 GMT -5
Leodor walked in quietly, trying not to attract too much attention. The dance floor looked pretty busy and people shuffled about, cramming themselves between other people to get by. He wondered whether the dance was worth his trouble, but it was a school activity. After all, he might get some fun out of it, either from watching other awkward dancers or just plain enjoying the mood. Leo looked left and right to see what he could do, and thought the fling was decent. At least the social interactions were interesting to watch for him. He had just seen a guy being dragged around by a girl proclaiming some crud about justice and bullying and all that. Though the sight of the man-slave was funny, the girl herself was just one of those cliché "Mahou Shoujo" types. Typical and uninteresting. Leo decided to lean back on the sidelines of the gym and continue to people watch in the hopes that he'd at least laugh.
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2015 21:35:04 GMT -5
The ex-third Pillar wasn't quite sure what to wear for the event. In the end, he decided on a white collared shirt, red scarf wrapped around his neck and collar, and black slacks. The boy stepped up to the school unsure of what he should have been expecting. After all, he had never been to a dance before. It was ultimately Ali who had convinced him to go. However, the ex-second Pillar had to cancel on their plans of going to the dance together last minute, which left Alvan in an awkward and lonely predicament. He was unsure of whether to go home or stay for the rest of the dance. So the boy stood in the courtyard, leaning against a tree and observing the other students, taking note of what everyone was doing.
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 29, 2015 5:07:53 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 COME ON EVERYBODY GET LOOSE |
Macht noticed Valo when Stormy approached him, and he greeted the two with a nod, which was about as nice as Macht could be on any given occasion. His attention was quickly taken from them, however, as he spotted Louie walking toward him, and even without his full depth-perception, he could see she looked absolutely breathtaking. Jaw dropped, eye wide, Macht couldn't help but stare as she approached, and after the kiss he couldn't help but chuckle in pure amazement. Macht wasn't a man who was easily impressed in the slightest, and yet here he was, speechless. "You look... gorgeous." Eloquently put. "And it's really no big deal, I'm not much of a dancer. Besides, there are a few other things I can think of that we could do." Macht took one of her hands and kissed the knuckles, offering her a sly wink as to what it was he was implying. "It's a damn good thing you showed up when you did, though - I just about drowned myself from sheer boredom."The German stood from the fountain and put an arm around Louie's hip, pulling her into a side-hug kinda thing. "Shall we head inside? Or nah." Please say nah. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff
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Post by ✰alishtar✰ on May 29, 2015 19:09:03 GMT -5
she'd raise a brow at kira, putting her hands on her hips. he was such a tool bag and a piece of shit. but at least he made things interesting. but for serious? he had to be stupid to think she would drink that crap. besides, she couldn't get to wasted. she had to get to work after this, and then read a bedtime story to her youngest brother.
"are you fucking kidding me?" she'd ask, rolling her eyes. "you really think i'm going to drink your ball sack juice? not in a million years, dumbass."
so why am i here?
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Post by Stormy Paxton on May 29, 2015 19:54:32 GMT -5
Stormy cracked a smile when he complimented her appearance--it suddenly made her conscious of it and she realized her lack of shoes, makeup, jewelry of any kind, and well... there was her hair. She needed to cut it but she was way too lazy. Or busy doing other stuff like riding her motorcycle and getting adrenaline rushes by doing things that were kind of life threatening... but that's how it goes, yanno?
"Thanks Valo, you're looking pretty good yourself," the young red haired woman took his hand with a wink, "Yeah let's head inside. I hope some jerkass pig didn't decide to eat everything."
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 30, 2015 23:12:30 GMT -5
"You look very handsome yourself!" She said with a bit of a bow when he kissed her hand. She felt quite fancy and though she hadn't the best fashion sense with this sort of thing she felt pretty. "I hope that you weren't going to drown yourself in anything spiked, at least not without me." She had found the liquid to be a good distraction. All of this had been. But she would calm down for tonight at least.
"If you'd like we could go ahead and skip the going inside part but the truth is I may just be able to make everyone quite envious of you..." She nudged him slightly with her head before whispering something. "I discovered something kind of nifty I can do..."
She thought about her Qi, her ability to charm those who could see, smell, or hear her. She wondered how that would go down at a dance but she knew with Macht she'd be safe from anyone who felt compelled to act on those feelings. Still, it wasn't a parlor trick to just go using at every turn, so for now she was just finding a way to segue into the conversation.
"Besides, I kinda wanna see if Vivi is here to say hi and stuff. Plus, I wanna make sure she has someone to dance with even if I have to do it myself." She felt like shit that things didn't happen between Macht and Vivi but she knew she was going to have to come to terms with that eventually. The guilt feelings just stuck around longer than anything else.
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 31, 2015 15:03:55 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 come on everybody get loose |
Macht laughed at the "something spiked" comment, and started walking just a bit after she nudged him with her head. His brow raised in curiosity, and he looked at her with an inquisitive smile on his face. "Oh? Care to enlighten me?" Besides hulking out, Macht might have been interested. But then he entertained the thought that she might have just been messing around, which was alright too, so he wouldn't press it on. "Maybe we should go find Vivi then. C'mon." If Louie wanted to go see Vivi, he'd tag along, but he wasn't here to make anyone uncomfortable. He was just coming to terms with his decision by now, so he didn't want anything to make him start rethinking himself again. Also, he didn't know if Vivi was doing any better since they hadn't seen each other in quite some time. And so off Macht and Louie went, to the dance floor! /Exit courtyard words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 31, 2015 16:23:58 GMT -5
"Oh? Care to enlighten me?" He asked and she wasn't really sure what to really say about it. She had gotten a few answers about how it worked and she had worked it out for herself how to make it happen from time to time.
"Just a little gift I have I guess, sort of a super power of sorts." She would say, "I can charm people apparently." She was tempted still but after carefully weighing out the pros and cons she knew for sure that it would be a bad idea. Besides she didn't want to be the center of attention unless it was in a fighting capacity where she had just somehow overcome a strong fighter. Because that kind of attention? It told people to leave you the fuck alone.
When Macht lead the way to find Vivi she followed suit, exiting the courtyard and heading towards the dance.
/exit Courtyard
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Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2015 17:20:01 GMT -5
"Go to the party Rina,"
Katarina could still hear her mothers urging from the other end of the telephone. It rattled around in her head over and over until all she could do was punch the nearest thing, lucky for her it wasn't anyone, she didn't feel like starting anything today. Besides, the faster she got out of this place the better off she would be. Looking down at her figure she frowned, she never really like all the girly frilly stuff that her mother had, or that her father approved of for that matter. All she knew was that she had received this light blue monstrosity and she had better wear it. She knew that she was probably gonna have to take some sort of proof for her parents. Something that would say that she was at least trying to get along and doing her best.
"I'm not looking forward to that" She huffed out fanning her skirt out so that she looked her best. For who she really didn't know, she had never been really good with making friends or meeting guys for that matter. The last guy she had any contact with was the one that gave her the scar on her right elbow, but she had given him a couple mean right hooks so they were even. She looked around at the other students, she hadn't been at the school for very long. Only a couple of days really and when she heard about this event she had felt a world of grief wash over her. She just hoped that tonight would pass as smoothly as possible, and if she was lucky she would be allowed to sneak into someones picture and pretend she knew them. Just for her mothers sake.
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Post by Ecko Armitage on Jun 3, 2015 18:09:18 GMT -5
< Brave? Ecko was all sorts of brave. Never once had she cared or worried about what others thought about her and her weirdness. Her weirdness is her and she was her weirdness. She never felt the need to impress anyone. Well no that kinda was a small lie. Once upon a time there was someone or a few she wanted to show and impress, but that was a time not forgotten but not for the dwelling. Everyone had their stories even this perky brunette. Sure she seemed full of some kind of radiant light but there were shades more than anyone knew. But who cares about that downing crap. This was a dance and well she wasn't enjoying it the way she thought so just yet because she was filled with the sensation of beating up some bullies. With her Lasso of Truth wrapped a bit snugged around his torso barring his arms from moving, she pulled him along. Yet his words struck a cord and she stopped pulling, turning to face Harlock.
"Mm?"
< In that brief moment Ecko had forgotten about the dance and about the food. Free food. Well no it wasn't exactly free now was it considering she had to pay an entrance free into the dance right? Nothing was ever really free was it? Pfffttt of course not. Ecko's head tilted to the side like a curious kitten with blinking eyes. Harlock was hungry. No he was DYING for food. Ecko couldn't have him keeling over because he didn't get to eat, how horrible was that?! She couldn't live with herself if she let such a tragedy fall upon him.
"Why didn't you say so?! Mmm, I suppose teaching the oppressors a lesson can wait. We can't have you dying from lack of sustenance! Come on. To food and dancing! I mean if you wanted to get all close and personal with me by using the rhythm of song as an excuse you could've just said something. ONWARD! "
< Ecko proclaimed dawning a bright closed eyed smile on her face. She pulled him again changing their course of direction so that they could lead into the gym instead of wherever she was going to take him. Oh Ecko and her way with words. He inability to hold back at times if ever. She said what she said and that was it.
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