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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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An Irreverant Throne (Mark Only)
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Post by Mark Kent on Jan 2, 2015 2:02:20 GMT -5
As the kick landed, Mark would end up on his ass, turning over onto his own knee looking at Saya on hers. This was hairy, bloody, sweaty, and every bit as intense as he had hoped. It made him shake with anticipation for the continued version of this. Mark would run the back of his gloved hand under his chin over the cut to check the blood amount, it was running down his neck now on his pretty white shirt. It was mostly mixed with sweat, but still, that and the cut on his cheek.
"It's being burned into my brain... But there is soooo much more!"
Mark was still there, in Berserker mode. Pushing himself up to a standing position, he would run in once more making a quick almost pirouette to his left side, flinging his left arm around like a whip in a chopping motion to hit Saya in the shoulder/neck area with the wrist and edge of his hand.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Jan 2, 2015 2:11:06 GMT -5
It was time to show the Captain some pain.
He was the Berserker. The Unbroken Stallion. The Ultimate Rampager. His titles, for her, were gifted well. He had never been on the recieving end of the First Pillars deblilitating attacks, and though the move would cost her, she intended to see through what she promised him. A fight that would determine the best. She stepped left and tilted her head in the same direction, exposing her neck and shoulder. Because she stepped left, however, his hit would land right on the bone where her clivical met the shoulder, and would radiate pain down her body. She would grit her teeth at the same moment she retaliated.
Her right hand snapped up to be placed on top of his left arm, which would be forced to stay on her shoulder, twisting it a little so the back of his hand would rest there. She kicked up for his abdomen with her left leg to force him to continue keeping the arm straight, at the same time throwing her palm up for his elbow. Her mission? To snap his arm in two like a two-by-four, breaking his elbow out the wrong end.
If it worked she would release the arm with both hands and aim a hard right punch for his chest to get him away from her while she took a knee. She took several deep breaths. Her right arm was growing stiff at the top from the blow. Her abdomen was hurting with every breath- probably a lightly cracked rib from his kick. Her head was bleeding, and her back was scraped up from the roll despite the jacket she was wearing. It would be her turn to reach up and wipe away blood as she waited again for the man to attack. She was hurting- but knew she had enough in her tank to roll onwards.
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Post by Mark Kent on Jan 2, 2015 2:19:08 GMT -5
Mark used the spin for a reason in case of trapping like this, so when he was grabbed he knew what was coming, one of her limb breaks, when the kick came it would roll off his body instead of stiffen it because he kept rotating. He'd also be yanking her towards him, she was smaller and on one leg as he was also punching with the other hand, except his intended target would of been her stomach, in this instance it would collide with her fore arm to knock it off course.
If the pull was successful in bringing her towards him as well he'd be able to bend his elbow, his hand resting on her shoulder would reach for her ear to grab whatever he could get a hold of, her lobe if he must, and his punch arm going for her belt, to lift her up and spin quickly pulling her to his chest to accomplish this in a quick body slam. to drive her head first into the ground.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Jan 2, 2015 2:30:47 GMT -5
Her kick didn't have the effect she wanted, so she replanted it. And luckily, she was pulling down on the arm on her shoulder, so she would prevent it by pulling the arm to the right. He was trying more grappling- a brute move. It suited him. Her left hand, having not been given the chance to break his arm, would begin punching him repeatedly in the face as he grabbed her belt, holding his left arm aloft to prevent it's interference.
This would hopefully get him to withdraw that right hand to defend himself. If it didn't, and considering she was holding his other hand, the angle would force her to awkwardly release the other hand. At this moment though, it would be problematic to continue with a body slam with their proximity.
Even so, if he turned and aimed to slam her down, hand on her belt, she would do a sort of sit-up to prevent dropping on her head. She grunted as he back hit, bruising now likely to freckle her back. Still, from here she would use her right hand to jam a thumb into the hollow at the base of neck, her left coming up and down to rain elbows on the side of his head repeatedly.
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Post by Mark Kent on Jan 2, 2015 3:04:01 GMT -5
Saya's punches to his face hurt like a bitch and busted his lips and caused nose bleeds, but when they landed, he knew Saya was going to be dangerous with strikes, so he'd roll with it a bit onto her face with his side and some of his back. To take away a lot of her force behind the elbows and angle for the pressure point. He had one hand waiting for any leg retaliation while the other would go to punishing her exposed midsection with the advantage of being on top, with the angle and gravity working with him. And an over two hundred pound man not laying on his face.
Mark by no means was unfazed by her punches and other attacks, he was simply at the peak of excitement and ecstasy with his head leaking all sorts of good, warm, gooey blood. This was the best, this was the fight he wanted!
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Jan 2, 2015 3:09:53 GMT -5
She felt pain continuing to radiate in her ribs as she throw elbows to his face and he threw blows to her rips. She didn't want to trade blows with him from this position. Instead, using the hand she went for the pressure point with, she would make a fist and press it against his chest, pushing upward. She knew as soon as she did it he would try and move or press back down, so her left hand would fly down for a tiger claw to his throat, intent to make him back up a bit, which, unless he did, would cause severe choking and neck damage.
If he sat up a little, the tiny woman would snap her legs to her chest and kick out with both feet, releasing his neck and aiming for the underside of his chin. After, she would roll in the opposite direct of him, planting a hand after a few feet and flipping to stand to see if that finished him. She would have to start going for the knockout, she knew, and that was the intent behind her kick.
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Post by Mark Kent on Jan 2, 2015 20:47:33 GMT -5
Mark kept the pounding going, but when the claw came in he did move, and when her feet drew in, he put up his guard, the foot going to the palm of his hand and pushing him up and off. Mark would roll a bit, having barely blocked the majority of that damage, he felt lucky and knew a mistake like that could end this quickly. Getting back up Mark would chuckle.
"Your so fast!"
Mark wouldn't be on the offensive this time, he had to be at least starting cautious. Saya was starting to go for the finish and Mark wanted to tear into her some more, he couldn't do that if she put him out right now.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Jan 2, 2015 21:04:10 GMT -5
She would hear him speak as she burst toward him, not speaking after flipping herself to her feet rather flamboyantly. As she got in close she would aim a straight jab for his sternum followed by a hook to his ribcage, the small female withdrawing her fists after every contact.
Yes, she was fast. She utilized that speed and conditioning to do what he said she planned to do. Attempt to put him out.
After the haymaker, assuming she was un-interrupted, would throw a left uppercut! T-t-triple combo!
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Post by Mark Kent on Jan 2, 2015 22:21:51 GMT -5
Mark wasn't the fastest, and dealing with how fast Saya was, was to let her hit him. The shot to the ribs and sternum would make contact as Mark was slower, but his following attacks would probably keep Saya from her uppercut. A constant hail storm of harsh full length jabs aimed for Saya's face and upper body specifically. They would not end, it would just be attack after attack, the biggest issue would be Mark's non-rhythm, along with his instincts in what direction his opponent will try to dodge or block.
This made it seem like he was faster, he was actually just attacking where you are going to be.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Jan 2, 2015 22:31:42 GMT -5
She didn't try to block, instead letting him get a taste of her title. She stepped back, dipping her head left and right with every punch. It would almost feel like she had some power that was making her able to dodge, but the truth was she just had keen eyes. With Mark so focused on punching in Saya's face, she would snap out a front kick for his kneecap, intent to try and fracture it. Whether she did or not, hopefully it would hurt and hamper his movement.
After, she'd jump back and bring her hands back up in a boxing stance, rolling her neck, indicating she was ready for him to try again.
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Post by Mark Kent on Jan 2, 2015 22:57:56 GMT -5
And that's what Mark was waiting for, her to attack low, he bent with the kick, turning his leg sideways so she kicked his leg on the side, forcing him to turn more dropping to a knee, however Mark's punches didn't end, they kept going in their erratic fashion from her face, to her midsection again. Mark wouldn't have time for more than one, maybe two strikes, but it would be enough for him before she escaped.
The kick to his knee hurt, unlike most times people usually kicked him in the knee with the same intent, Saya was the only one able to do any real damage, so Mark would be limping from here on. When he pushed himself back up to standing with his left hand he'd hold his fists up again and charge, slower than before, and he'd throw a sweeping hook with his left hand, releasing the dirt he grabbed when he pushed himself up to stand, if it worked as a distraction, or in temporarily blinding Saya he'd throw an uppercut with the intent of ending the fight for her chin while she raised her hands, if it didn't work he'd have to play it by ear.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Jan 2, 2015 23:07:43 GMT -5
Tch. Tough old bird. As he dropped to a knee, she would palm the strike for her abs but wasn't able to block the punch for her cheek, Her head whipped left and back forward as she would snatch out and grab the fist he intended to retract as it made contact. She would slam forward a knee for his chin, not retreating this time. Blood dripped from her chin, the cut from Leon now newly re-opened and bleeding proudly.
She would immediately replant the knee, assuming he didn't grab it, and twist his arm, bending it back and rotating, intent to force him to turn and put his face into the ground. Then, she would plant a knee on his back, his arm jerked behind him, and punch him in the back of the neck to try and put out his lights.
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Post by Mark Kent on Jan 2, 2015 23:28:36 GMT -5
Mark would rotated the hand that had been deflected in a small circle catching the knee meant for his face on the inside, lifting and rotating the leg he was meaning to throw her in a quick spin which would take the pressure off his twisted arm, of which he would attempt to pull away from Saya when it was straight again in a quick jerk which would increase the speed of her rotation.
Mark himself would fall back on his ass and roll away before getting up.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Jan 2, 2015 23:36:26 GMT -5
She was thrown, but spun, again planting her hands and feet in a similar fashion as she did earlier, sliding again on the ground. She took a knee rather than press onward, taking several deep breaths. This fight was intense. Blood was dripping slowly off her shin, and she knew mark was fucked up. She could see the blood and bruises on his face from here. She would groan and come back to her feet, again going against her instincts to attack.
She would move back in slowly, then burst around him. With the damage to his knee, it would be harder for him to move. Once rushing around him she would stop, turn and punch with her right hand. She aimed for the cheek that would probably be following her movements, or attempting to. She wanted to cut him open again, or else open the wound further that might already be there.
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Post by Mark Kent on Jan 3, 2015 22:39:46 GMT -5
Mark knew better than to try to keep up with her from his fighting stance, extra hard now with a busted knee, so he'd follow her with his ears, instincts, and eyes, as he turned his head she attacked quick, Mark would turn his head best he could with the blow, though the damage to his cheek was already present from before, so it only increased the bruising and swelling of the area. At the same time he was sliding towards her aiming a low elbow from his back right for her stomach, he also meant to slam his large form into her to throw her off balance.
However Mark's head was beginning to fog from the consistent damage, his actions and reactions would likely become sluggish soon from fatigue and damage done. Let alone his busted knee for now, this was simply about sustained issues.
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