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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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NEW RP DISCORD SERVER. CONTACT "Shugo Yuy#5730" ON DISCORD FOR INFO. |
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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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TITAN ISSUE #2 - The Assistant ( VIVIAN )
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Post by Vivi Perish on Aug 14, 2015 12:37:27 GMT -5
i will break the spell you put on me | everywhere I go, I am spell bound; You cannot have this control on me |
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Vivi listened to him explain ninjutsu looking rather intrigued. So it was basically ninja stuff… just real ninja stuff instead of the silly stuff you saw on TV or when children played make believe.
“Sounds like a pretty versatile style,” she raised her eye brows, “So you’re trained in stealth stuff and martial arts? If you mastered all of those discipline thingies it seems like you’d be a bona-fide ninja. Hot damn.”
Vivi wondered if she could make use of such a style with her speed and agility, and her small-ish size. The idea of being good at stealthy stuff was appealing to her. In any case though, she was probably too old to start learning such techniques.
She had never had much form in combat anyways. Sure, she knew martial art stuff, vital points, and how to damage people pretty badly but when in a fight, but she always just did what she thought would work at the time.
She scratched her head and grinned when he mentioned how different she was again. She really had changed hadn’t she? When she had transferred she had been so quiet, cold and distant.
Never thought she’d be a Pillar, never thought she’d become so connected to the school. Personality differences aside too, her appearance had changed some as well, what with her hair getting longer ridiculously fast and oooother things.
“Heh, that’s nice to hear. I sometimes wonder if people would prefer me the way I used to be, but hey. Times change, and so do people. My first year at this school’s been a real maturing experience even if I’ve been through worse,” she replied.
Being honest, the reason she was so cold and distant when she came was because she had been through worse, and was completely alone in the process. At 552, things had been hell there too, but this time she had people like Valo and the others she could count on. It was so different when you had guidance and support.
“Do you think you’ve matured personality wise since you’ve been here?”
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Aug 16, 2015 23:06:30 GMT -5
"Pretty much. Thats what me and Ty were kinda raised to be as kids. At least thats the way it seemed."
The Hattori spoke shrugging his shoulders. the more he looked her the more he thought about what it would be like when his brother came back. He couldn't help but think that his new and improve brother and Vivian would totally hit it off. Plus she was single, and she was bad ass. At least that was the word around the school, and so far he was definitely convinced. Of course it would probably be a long battle between the two of them as they both probably try to make each other make the first move. It wasn't going to be too long from now when his brother would finally come back.
The Hattori had a few more weeks of waiting and his brother would be back from Tokyo in no time. Hopefully he had done more training than he did while he was away. Everyone was a lot strong than he and his brother definitely predicted, but he was sure his brother would have worked extra hard just in case. Unlike himself. He slacked off way too much while he was back home, but now he really had a reason to become stronger. "Hmmm, I actually like the way you are now. You are so much more confident. It really creates a glow about cha." He'd say to her with a smile on his face. It wasn't that he had a problem with the old her, but it seemed like she had overcome a lot of her demons from her past.
"Oh I definitely have... I was so naive when I got here. Thinking that I never would have to fight someone, but that all changed real quick. And once I got started I realize there was more to this place than I thought. It made me tougher. It also gave me a goal other than sitting here in a classroom. I want to change the school, but I don't have the power to do that yet. But someday I will. so I hope the school will be ready when I do." He'd say with a grin on his face pointing to his chest.
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Post by Vivi Perish on Aug 21, 2015 18:49:46 GMT -5
i will break the spell you put on me | everywhere I go, I am spell bound; You cannot have this control on me |
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“Huh. Interesting. Well, now I can say I now a ninja,” she chuckled, “Or two ninjas, actually, sounds like Ty’s into that stuff too?”
Her mind flicked back to her curiosity about when he’d return, and if he’d be much different. A lot of her friends and herself had changed a lot since his absence, it seemed Musashi had changed too—so it’d seem like he’d probably be somewhat different too. A smile curled her lips when he mentioned that he did like how she was now. It was kind of nice to know at least someone felt that way.
Assuming he was being honest. She wasn’t too sure what her friends thought of the change, as they didn’t address it. Perhaps it was because they were near her as it happened? It’s less noticeably if you’re there while it happened. And of course, they were going through their own ordeals as well.
“Thanks. I appreciate it,” she shoved her hands in her pockets.
Vivi listened to his thoughts with slightly upturned eye brows. The beginning was more or less how she felt when she transferred—thinking she’d get away with never having to fight—and the thing about him wanting to change the school interested her. Vivi hadn’t spoke of her thoughts to many people on the matter, but she wanted to reform the school as well. Granted it wasn’t in a white knight-ish way.
She never really considered diplomacy the way the Yuys did. To her, the scum just needed to be put in their place, and violence needed to be purged from the school with violence as the tool for doing so. She didn’t really see any other way, the kid’s around here weren’t much for listening.
“Aiming pretty high, huh? That’s good. Keep it up and I’m sure you’ll make a difference,” the corner of her mouth quirked in a smile, “I better watch out for you. You might change the whole school someday.”
The last bit was said in jest, though she did have the slightest inkling of faith he might be able to make a change. Honestly, she didn't have much faith anyone could make a change, herself included, but with enough will to do so, perhaps it was possible…
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