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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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Everytime this world changed, I destroyed what I wanted to protect without realizing it.
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on May 27, 2015 21:30:14 GMT -5
No... She's dying... We're both dying... Is this... Fear? I was going to die here... With Jacket... I was going to let Valo and Soran down? You're not getting her... My parents are dead... Y-y-yes sir, I'm sorry sir... What as this... Was this them? Valo... Soran... and Jacket? Then was this not real? I could feel them... If only I could reach them. I rose my hand up into the air, seeing the image of them in my head. "I REJECT THIS REALITY!" I was linked to them. I hoped my words reached them. I wanted them to know that I would be there for them. I wanted them to know I would protect them. This wasn't the reality we wanted. This wasn't where we were supposed to be. "AND I WILL SET US FREE!" I summoned forth a burst of electrical energy into my left hand, and a blade of lightning in my right. I attacked with everything I had, not a person, no. But instead, I attacked this reality with my entire being. @ tag
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Post by ❤️ on May 27, 2015 21:35:11 GMT -5
jacket would fall to the ground as he punched her, banging her head on one of the ground cabinets. tears would well up in her eyes, and she would whisper that she was sorry over and over. she would curl up on the ground to make herself as small as possible.
"y-y-yes sir, i'm sorry sir," she would stammer as her demanded her to clean up the mess. as she was cleaning up, she heard a distance far off shouting in a familiar voice.
"I REJECT THIS REALITY"
"sh-shugo...?" she would whisper, looking around in a panic. how could she feel him? her father was here. no. she had to tell herself this wasn't real. he was gone. he was in jail. he couldn't hurt her now. her hand moved to her cheek, flinching from the pain. just what the hell was happening?
"shugo? where are you?"
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Post by Newton Jones on May 27, 2015 21:35:33 GMT -5
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In a desperate attempt to get her free from the place, he took her, nearly dragging her through the halls of the school, trying to find an exit, every once in a while he would look back at the mass growing larger, seeming to swallow the school behind him.
" do you see that thing behind us?" HE asked cautiously
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Post by Deleted on May 28, 2015 6:52:30 GMT -5
The bat went straight at teufel's head and hit it with a dead collision, and Teufel stumbled. 'What the hell is happening?!' He kept thinking. This couldn't be real, would his sister ever scream? He hoped not. She had always been so gentle and caring, but now she was just psychotic. And she was in pain. Her sceams were like nails being driven into teufel's head. 'She's hurting so much...'he thought.
Taking the bat in his one hand that didn't feel broken. He swung it down at his sisters head repeatedly. She was in severe pain, and Teufel was putting her out of her misery. 'This isn't real, this isn't real, THIS ISNT REAL!' He thought. The squirrels started to crawl up Teufel and bite him, but Teufel kept on smashing his sister with a bat. This wasn't true. Was this just a dream?
OOC: I'm really sorry for the long wait, something came up and I couldn't post for a while
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on May 29, 2015 4:54:15 GMT -5
[OoC: Due to a lot of things coming up, I wasn't able to end this when I planned. Apologies.]
The moment everyone's situations reached their climax, their vision would suddenly be entirely obscured by a black mist so thick that it was like a veil of shadows. And then, when they opened their eyes once again, they would find themselves back where they were initially, going about their business as if it had never been truly interrupted. The streets of New York City were filled with people once again, and it was well-lit, the black fog nowhere in sight.
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ALL PARTICIPANTS RECEIVE:
+3 Exp and ONE of the following:
$300
Custom ticket
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Foggy Black Vial: Once per thread, the user can throw down a vial with a strange, foggy black substance that causes all those who breathe it in - including the user - to suffer from mild to severe hallucinations in the following post. All in the area receive -10 Wis for one post. If this sets your Wis to 0, you are incapacitated.
Please make an exit post with the reward of your choice.
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on May 29, 2015 5:08:49 GMT -5
| ❝ | I don't want us to make any promises to each other. It's as if death could visit us at any moment. You told me your name when you informed me you were here
So I'll continue calling it, to keep death at bay
I want to be with you until the end
This is the only thing I'm sure of. This is the only place where we can breathe
We have to protect it, no matter the cost
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The creature dissipated before my very eyes, and the world around me began to shift back to the reality I was familiar with. Falling to my knees, I panted heavily as the sweat adorned my face, looking around and seeing everything was back to normal. I looked back where Hailey was killed, finding her body gone as well.
It was all one bad hallucination...
I got up and walked to where my sister supposedly died, thankful that it didn't really happen... and yet, I felt like what died was a part of my own heart right then and there. There was a voice calling to me. Moreso than Shugo's calling through my rage. There was something darker. Something within me. It was as if fear was taking a hold of me, fueling my resolve, threatening to engulf and darken my world in an instant if I let my guard down.
I was about to walk away when I noticed something on the ground... a vial. The substance inside looked unreal, a lot like the black mist I had seen so much of in these last few months. I pocketed it, deciding to take a look at it back at my lab later... but for now, I had to make it to school, knowing full well in my heart that this wouldn't be the last time I encountered this.
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Post by Deleted on May 29, 2015 6:33:25 GMT -5
Teufel looked down at the bloody pulp of his sister, then it vanished, poof. Looking around, Teufel saw that all the fog has been gone, and the people were back. 'What just happened' he thought to himself. Was this just a dream...? And I killed my sister....? What just happened?
Before he left something caught his eye. It was a vial of what looked to be like.... The black mist? He could still feel the black substance around him, inside him... Teufel pocketed it curiously to see what would happen next
OOC: Ill take the vial
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Post by Dan on May 29, 2015 10:43:25 GMT -5
Danny hears a tune it's a violin, it's a very sad song
Dan looks over to see who it is... It's momma
"Dan won't you become stronger? So strong that you could protect your friends"
Dans mom looked upon him with affectionate eyes
"Yes momma" Dan said
(I will become strong so strong that no one will have to experience what Duncan went through)
"I'm sorry Duncan..."
Said Dan as Duncan wisped away with the wind along with the canaidian land scape now on his knees in New York
OOC:take the custom ticket(bundle? Is it a bundle?)
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Post by ❤️ on May 29, 2015 13:16:39 GMT -5
blackness would surround her, and she would start hyperventilating. she was in the beginnings of a panic attack, and her brain couldn't remember what to do to stop it. she forced her eyes shut. maybe it would all go away. when her eyes opened, it did. it was gone.
jacket would run to the bathroom, and vomit into the toilet. she would curl up on the floor and start sobbing quietly. this wasn't supposed to happen again. she would dig through her medicine cabinet and cram pills down her throat, knowing they would at least dull her head enough to return back to normal.
she would grab her bag, and leave her apartment, locking it behind her. she didn't have the energy to explain why she was leaving in a hurry. she needed to get out of there and just breathe. her apartment was suffocating her.
jacket would make a call to the prison later that day to ensure her father was still there. he had to be. there was no way he could have gotten free.
(taking the custom ticket please n thank<3)
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Post by Sage Honeysett on May 29, 2015 21:34:10 GMT -5
Sage's vision shifts and soon he finds himself in the middle of the streets where everything is fine. "... tch... fucker..." He made sure he had all his stuff before continuing on his way to school. Now Sage has many different hallucinations before, and in fact they've been happening more often then not. So maybe that's why he was fairly unfazed as he just got himself back together and continued forwards.
Though deep down there was part of him that realized that vision was different then ones he's had before, and it was about Mikey. Well he'd give some thought to it later as he kicked open the doors to the school.
((OOC: Custom Ticket Please!))
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Post by ☣ A n t h e m ☣ on May 29, 2015 21:55:07 GMT -5
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“EXCUSE ME”
An angry man struggled to get his way around Anthem… whom was now standing in the middle of a busy side walk…
Anthem blinked twice as he stepped aside… a bit late though… as the man was already well on his way.
“Sorry…”
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Anthem decided he better just head home… Take a shower… then get ready for school…
He had no clue what happened … But he was glad it was over…
‘What did it mean?’ He wondered, ‘That day.. in the kitchen…’
He had to stop thinking about it though. Wondering about Mysteries like that could drive him crazy.
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On the way back he did notice something though…
No more fog.
The reason he came out in the first place…
It’s gone.
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*CHRINK-- CLINK*(?)
“!?...”
The vial
(that he just accidentally kicked down the street)
took him by surprise.
He ran and picked it up –> He opened it –> The black gassy substance that seeped out of it blurred his vision – and almost made him black out [back into hallucination], So he closed it back up quickly.
"Whoa.."
What do you know~
It was the 'Fog'.
(((Awesome event *^* I'll be taking the Black Vial cause that's pretty cool -- thank you)))
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on May 29, 2015 22:31:26 GMT -5
 What the hell... What's this angry feeling... What's this murderous intent? I felt something chilling me to my very bone as I the blackness faded from around. I found myself standing there in Jacket's apartment on the couch, breathing heavily. It took a moment for me to realize what happened. In that moment, I saw Jacket rushing out the front door. I stepped down from the couch to follow after her. "Jacket wai-" I felt a pulse in my head and I froze as she shut the door behind her. A searing pain worked it's way up from my spine. Slowing the intense pain slid up my back working it's way to the base of my head, before exploding inside of my brain. It felt like every nerve in my skull was screaming out in a fit of rage attacking myself. I fell to my knees clutching my head from the intense pain as I broke out into a cold sweat. Why was this happening? One second I could have sworn I felt Jacket, Valo, and Soran next to me... the next... this intense pain. I curled up as my vision began to blur itself, the pain increasing. I saw a faint blue light coming from my dog tags... the light that shone anytime it pulled pain away from me, but even that wasn't enough right now. I gasped for air, too weak to even cry out at the pain. Slowly, I felt my senses dulling before I faded away to black. @ tag
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on May 30, 2015 0:33:50 GMT -5
Kyou would desperately feel around for the lock, but his vision would grow blurry, and everything would fade to black. The metal bars that Kyou was pressed against grew coarse, and Kyou felt lightheaded. He would blink, only for his surroundings to fade back in with a dull light, revealing that he was on the floor in his bedroom, sitting against the wooden frame of his bed. His eyes were still wide in shock, and he grasped onto the bedpost.
"Dammit," He cussed. "Dammit!" He stared, his eyes watering. "Was that a dream? What the hell just happened? No! It couldn't have been a dream--it was too real, it was real! I know it! Somehow--" He bowed his head as tears flooded down his face. "It was too realistic. I wasn't able to do anything--dammit." He shook his head. "DAMMIT!!!"
After he had calmed down, he noticed a vial standing upright on the floor next to him, containing a sickeningly cloudy black liquid inside.
"What the hell happened?! I need to go back! I need to get them out..." He bowed his head, cursing himself. Kyou had no idea what had happened--he was unaware if it was some kind of sick illusion or a cruel reality--it didn't matter to him. He was hysterical and his state of mind would probably take some time to recover--if at all. He took the vial and held it close, analyzing it. There were no visible fingerprints that he could see other than his own. It truly was a mystery--and unfortunately one that Kyou would be unable to solve.
(ooc: Imma take the vial <3 thanks for the awesome speed event lol)
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Post by Newton Jones on Jun 1, 2015 3:02:08 GMT -5
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(I'll take the cash yo)
Newton reached out for her, hsi heart racing to an insane level before being returned to the street, just as lonely as before...
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