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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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You Wouldn't Hit A Guy With Glasses, Would You? (Open)
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Jun 5, 2015 20:15:37 GMT -5
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Valo often did things that he wasn't sure why he ever thought they could be a good idea. Today, he was running another one of his little social experiments. After the soda incident where Macht left him completely scarred, Valo recovered enough from his emotional injuries to try something else. This time, however, things were a little more conventional... probably.
He had made a name for himself around the school, being something of a Sub-Pillar. Stopping fights, reciting school rules, and being a lot tougher than just about anyone expected out of him. 552 turned him into something tough. But today, no one would recognize him for the tough self-proclaimed hall monitor that he generally was.
He was wearing a short-sleeved white dress shirt, and it was tucked in with his pants up high. He had a pocket protector with all sorts of pens in them, wore the biggest glasses he could find, and messed with his hair and appearance in other ways to make himself otherwise unrecognizeable. He looked like a super nerd, and that was what he was going for. He wanted to see if anyone would attempt to beat him up as a nerd, since no one would come near him in his regular appearance. He also wanted to see how fellow students would react to such a beating first hand.
And so he walked down the halls of 552, his crotch hurting all kinds of unbearable with his pants up so high. His big ass backpack was on his back, and he was wandering when suddenly --- he got pushed into a locker. He looked up and saw three students around him, laughing at his appearance and shoving him around, giving him a hard time. Now, he was more annoyed than anything, positive he could take them down without literally any problems, but now it was time to see what would happen... and hopefully no one would jump in to help the bullies instead. That'd be pretty crappy.
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on Jun 5, 2015 20:33:17 GMT -5
Kyou would be walking down the halls, minding his own business... well, never mind. This is Kyou we're talking about. Since when did he mind his own god-damn business? Getting involved here, talking to someone there--was there no end to it? As Kyou walked down the hallway, he thought about how he wished he could stop getting involved in things he shouldn't--stop getting into things he had no business with. He wished he could just... change. Sure, he was thinking about becoming quiet again--trying to go by like an invisible ghost like he had the several years before sophomore year... but not to get involved in something he shouldn't? Even if he were invisible that was something he was bad at doing. It was a signature "Kosuke" thing to do--and he almost always regretted it... but there was never enough regret for him not to continue hi ways.
As he thought about this, Kyou noticed a student getting bullied by three other students. He stopped dead in his tracks, staring at the student with a blank expression. He had a white dress shirt, with black pants that went up to his waist area and the shirt was tucked into it... his hair was messy and he was wearing insultingly big glasses. ...Was this kid mocking Kyou? Or was he some fellow nerd Kyou didn't know about? No... no that was Valo. What the hell.
However, Kyou couldn't just stand by... he approached the students and drew their attention away from Valo, saying, "Hey, idiots, why don't you go waste your time somewhere where your presence would be appreciated?" Of course, this would likely cause unwanted attention, but at least they no longer had their eyes on Valo... and if worse came to worst, Kyou figured he'd be able to stop them from attacking...
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2015 13:30:19 GMT -5
Dietrich wore his usual red tracksuit and sneakers as he paced down the halls of #552. It wasn't because he was particularly fond of athletics. On the contrary, he was pretty damn lethargic by most standards. In fact if he had to guess, he'd say he possessed exactly half the athleticism of the average person. Like, if you want to get numerical, on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being an average person, Dietrich would be a 5. The point is that even though he always looked like he was coming from gym class... he really wasn't. Clear? Okay, let's move on.
So, when he saw the pocket protector about to get a beat down from the three stooges, he, being lethargic as he is, simply stood and watched from a distance, as did most everybody else. He had on his noise-cancelling headphones, but you didn't need to hear anything to see exactly what was going on. That shirt, those glasses, the pants way too high, and that godforsaken pocket protector - this guy was asking for a beating somethin' awful. All he was missing was a kick-me sign taped to the back of his finely ironed linen shirt.
It's not that Dietrich enjoyed what was happening; he detested it. The reality was that he was in no position to do anything about it, simple as that. And after his previous episode with Gorilla Dan, he was even more wary of getting involved. All he could do, for now, was watch and learn learn a thing or two. And what he saw next he certainly didn't expect.
"Hey, idiots, why don't you go waste your time somewhere where your presence would be appreciated?"
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If that's your idea of diffusing the situation... you're not good at at.
Dietrich almost wanted to jump in and help - almost.
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Post by Cameron Slate on Jun 6, 2015 16:57:39 GMT -5
Cameron felt a sudden vibration in his locker, causing him to look over from where it had come from. He could see a group of kids in what appeared to be an altercation of some sort, though a very light one. He walked over just enough to see that one of them was dressed rather nerdy, and he seemed to be the center of attention.
Bullying?
Are you okay? he signed to the nerdy dressed kid, noticing that he seemed to have someone protecting him. He managed to read the words idiots, time, and appreciated and it was very clear that this guy was upset. Cameron decided to give a helping hand, walking over between the three and the other two. He extended his arms outward completely.
In a slightly gruff a slurred expression of speech he growled, "Fuck off." before turning his head toward the nerdy dressed one and shooting him a wink. "Go, get somewhere safe."
His attention went back to the bullies, though his eyes were off of them for a few seconds, leaving him very open and vulnerable.
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