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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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Who needs lunch? [Steven/open]
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Post by Xaier McCaine on Jan 2, 2015 2:09:52 GMT -5
Xaier had decided that he would spend lunch today, by not spending it eating. Instead he had other plans. The boy had eaten a massive breakfast as it was and he needed to burn so energy. He had made the decision to head up to the roof and seeing that it was empty when he got there, he smiled to himself and tossed his back by the door.
After limbering up, the teenager moved toward the center of the roof so that nothing could get in his way. Closing his eyes for a moment, he would take in a few deep breaths to get himself focused, before assuming a traditional Tae-Kwon-Do stance. The silver haired teen would begin to practice his forms. Simple punch combinations to single kicks, but they would slowly become more advanced. The pace would start to pick up as he found his groove.
His movements were quick and fluent, his form precise and well practiced. Countless hours of this had embedded the style into his mind. He had been practicing for s long time now, and it was second nature to him at this point. That didn't mean there was no room for future improvement. His father had always told him there is no limit to your abilities, you could always do better.
Sucked into his private work out, he paid little attention to the sky as it circled around him. His mind was in the movements, his surroundings were.momentarily lost to him. Hence the reason he never heard the footsteps from the stairwell..
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Post by Steven Rosett on Jan 2, 2015 2:23:15 GMT -5
Why were people in this school so god damn destructive. Steven had been planning on spending his lunch in the library as he often did, only to find out that it was close. Apparently someone had torn through the place earlier in the day and they were in a state of mass tidy up, and as such had closed. So instead Steven had found himself going to the roof. Hoping that the normal people who hid up here to smoke.
Steven would step out onto the roof, book in hand, today a simple maths textbook rather then anything heavy. Something to keep his mind active, as he walked out on to someone keeping there body active instead. Steven would ignore them and walk over to a separate part of the roof. Still reading occasionally looking up and examining the guys moves. Wondering why he was practising on the roof of all places.
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Post by Xaier McCaine on Jan 2, 2015 12:20:49 GMT -5
Leaping into the air, Xaier would pull off a spin kick, rotating twice before he landed in a crouch, right arm touching the ground. His chest would heave slightly as he lifted his gaze from the ground upward. When he spotted the other boy near by, he nearly jumped out of his skin in surprise.
J-Jeesh! How long have you been there?!"
Having ended up on his backside, Xaier would stand himself up straight, brushing himself off as he stared toward the spectator. He was feeling a little self-concious now. It wasn't often people saw him practicing as such. But those feelings would be shrugged away as he put a smile on his face.
"Heya. The name's Xaier."
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Post by Steven Rosett on Jan 2, 2015 15:39:44 GMT -5
Steven would look up at the guy's sudden shock and then following introduction. Steven would dog end the corner of the text book, it would have surprised many but he actually owned it, and it wasn't even one of the books the school used. Placing the book down Steven would stand.
"Rosett, I've not been here long." Steven would reply to him with his own introduction and answer for the question. Steven would look around taking in the surrounding of the roof, and look towards the edge. "Though I have to say, is it really that smart practising up here of all places?" Steven would ask, actually moving over to the edge and looking down below. The people below from above appearing small from the top of the three story building.
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Post by Xaier McCaine on Jan 2, 2015 23:24:44 GMT -5
Xaier would lift his right hand and scratch at the back of his head for a second. Glancing around the roof, he would wonder what Rosett here was talking about. Maybe it was the fact that Xaier feared little about heights, he was deeply into parkour, thus he guessed he wasn't so worried about not being able to save himself if he had to.
"Eh, it's not so bad up here. Not a lot of people to bother you, either. Just figured I'd get in a little work out."
A kind smile would slide on his face as he dropped his hands to the base of the black jacket he wore. He was feeling a little warm at the moment due to his workout. The brisk weather rarely phased him and he would soon rid himself of the jacket, tossing it on top of his backpack. Returning toward the center before fixing those emerald hues upon the boy with the book.
"This is fun alone.. But want to help out? Much better when I actually have someone to practice against. Just for fun, How about it?"
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Post by Steven Rosett on Jan 3, 2015 0:18:48 GMT -5
Steven would turn and look back at Xaier stepping back from the edge of the roof, at the offer. It wasn't that Steven was scared of height, just knew that over confidence in his ability to catch himself if he did go over the edge wasn't worth pushing his luck. Steven would stroll over to the door up to the roof top, shrugging out of his own jacket. Before pulling out small loop of chain with his keys on and hanging it over the handle. If he was going to spar, if they were interrupted he would want some warning. Steven would then drop his jacket in front of the door.
"I'm game." Steven would say stepping out into the centre of the roof, and raising his arms ready in defence. He would expect kicks of some kind from the brief amount of time he had watched the other guy. "Go for it."
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Post by Xaier McCaine on Jan 3, 2015 0:43:16 GMT -5
Xaier waited for Rosett to accept and would not make him wait on his request for the silver haired boy to move first. He knew nothing about this kid, but he wouldn't wade in slow. If Xaier believed he had one thing going for him, it was his speed and technical prowess. The on his face would fade, as if he was releasing his emotions.
Xaier's closest foot would be his right ad he planted it upon the ground. His torso would twist as he telegraphed a big left hook. However it was mainly to get a reaction, as his arm would instead fold as his left leg snapped upward looking to plant his shin into his sparing partner's right side. He wasn't planning too far ahead right now. It was only the start.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Jan 3, 2015 0:55:05 GMT -5
Steven wouldn't be surprise with how quickly once the offer was accepted that Xaier would move into action, striking hard and fast was a smart move in the fight. Watching his centre line as Saya had been teaching him, he would first see the telegraphed hook. However his centre line didn't match up with the position of the arm his peripheral vision told him. That and having been expecting the guy to go for kicks in the first place meant that when his line shifted for the true attack Steven was prepared.
However the guy moved with a speed on par with his own. Knowing the kick was coming however Steven quick stepped to the side away from the kick, giving himself the fraction of a second longer needed for him to bring his arm down and block the blow with the out side edge of his forearm. Steven would have prefer to grab the leg at that point to push Xaier off balance but his arm position wasn't good enough for that.
Instead Steven with another dancing step would dash in forward, his left arm firing out in a simple jab with his palm toward the guy's chest, not wanting to go for the face in a friendly spar. Then bringing his right leg across, Steven would attempt to sweep out the guy right foot at the ankle with a powerful kick. Hoping that the guy wouldn't have got his other foot down in time, and as such would go straight to the floor.
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Post by Xaier McCaine on Jan 3, 2015 1:53:46 GMT -5
Xaier's kick hadn't landed as he planned and he would receive a swift palm to his chest, before feeling his leg swept out from underneath him. This would result in Xaier falling toward his left. His left arm would un-curl just in time to help ease the fall onto his forearm and side. With his left leg bent already in reaction, he would look to sweep the right leg he had been standing on across in attempt to collide with Rosett's left ankle.
However this time he was hoping to follow through with the kick, using his left forearm to twist himself around with it and pull him into something that resembled the position track runner's started off in. Kicking off the ground he would look to come at his opponent again.
If the boy had jumped or moved to avoid, Xaier would have looked to adjust and drive a solid straight palm into Rosett's gut mid-air. However if his sweep had been successful, the sophomore would have kicked off in a more upward manner and pull himself into a tight front flip, with intent to deliver an axe-kick to his downed opponent.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Jan 3, 2015 19:18:03 GMT -5
Steven wouldn't see the first kick coming as the guy went down, and his own leg would be sweep out from under him. In a similar fashion to Xaier, Steven arm would come out in order to break his fall. Steven would look up and see as the second attack would come down.
In a panic Steven would roll along his side in order to avoid the blow. Meaning the guy would probably slam his heel into the ground. Steven would spin on the ground with his legs. If the guy follow again in order to attack Steven leg would cut across to deter that attack. Before he would use the moment of his leg to bring him back up to his feet.
At that point Steven would continue the motion of the spin that brought him to his feet. His left leg coming around the back of his heel aim for the guys side if he got too close.
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Post by Xaier McCaine on Jan 3, 2015 23:49:39 GMT -5
Xaier's heel would indeed hit the roof instead of Rosett, but the pain was dull. However he would hesitate in approaching, instead allowing those emerald hues to observe his opponent returning to his feet. It was then he would move from the crouched position in attempt to attack, only to see Rosett follow up his stand with a spinning back kick.
Xaier would halt, sliding to a stop as his arms would shift in reaction as his body would twist and his left arm would curl and absorb most of the damage. His right arm would stay close to his torso as that right leg would lift to snap a kick toward Rosett's lower back before spinning back the opposite way and attempting to sweep him once again with the same attacking leg.
However this time if the kick-sweep combo worked, Xaier was going to crack a little smile before dropping low and leaping into a back-flip before landing and taking his stance, switching back and fourth between a left and right stance. Xaier loved his TKD, it could be unpredictable when used correctly.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Jan 4, 2015 10:53:39 GMT -5
Steven would feel his kick connect into the arm of the guy, followed by the Xaier own leg hit into his back. Rather then remaining where he was however, while Xaier came into deliver the sweep on his standing leg, Steven would dive forward. His hand touching down, Steven left leg would come up as he moved into a front flip to avoid.
Depending on where Xaier was, when the leg came up, he would receive a heel from any where from the torso to the chin. As Steven would come up and over his hands then leaving the ground as he flipped completely over back to his feet and spun on his heels to face Xaier once more.
Steven would be ready to stop the fight however, just in case the kick had taken the guy in the face to hard. He would have been able to keep the leg on target, but had no idea where it may land as he had been to focused on the flips completion.
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Post by Xaier McCaine on Jan 5, 2015 20:29:22 GMT -5
Xaier's first kick connected however the sweep wouldn't. Instead Xaier would feel the kick to his chest, a grunt escaping his lips. The silver hair boy would stumble back slightly, but would not look to give his sparring partner a whole lot of recovery time.
Rushing forward, Xaier would leap and jump toward Rosett with a side kick, his right leg leading the attack, his arms folded near his chest as he aimed to try and catch Steven while he was turning back around to face him, probably somewhere in the midsection. His opponent had proven efficient in combat thus far though. He wouldn't try to plan too far ahead.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Jan 5, 2015 21:05:03 GMT -5
Steven would feel the leg hit into the side of midsection, as he turned. He would stagger slightly but would keep pivoting on his heels. Steven own right leg would come up as he spun round, planning to hit into Xaier's own side in the same way.
The Steven would let his own weight take him over backward, lifting his left leg up it you fire out forward as he fell. Planning to slam straight into the front of Xaier's knee hard. Steven would hit into the ground slightly harder then he planned to but his legs would pull back and he would spring back up forward.
Coming back up both of Steven arms would already be raised coming down in symmetrical palm strikes down upon Xaier's collar bones if he was still standing from the blow to the knee, hoping that it would distract him long enough.
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Post by Xaier McCaine on Jan 5, 2015 23:58:42 GMT -5
His side kick would connect, causing Steven to stumble.but not stopping him from attacking. Xaier would watch as his opponent spun, and he would react when he realized he was following through with the spin. Xaier's body would adjust to his opponents, his arms looping to grasp the leg as it connected with his side.
A quick pivot and a slide of Xaier's foot, the silver haired boy would look to pull Steven around and then toss him by his leg. His side stung from the kick, but he was having a blast over all. This was much better training than practicing forms.
If he managed to spin and toss his opponent, Xaier would quickly burst toward him looking to release a small flurry of quick punches, a simply right-left-right combo, the final right being a palm, all aimed at his torso. Xaier wasn't throwing hard punches, but enough to get the point across. If it worked, he would hit him three times before he hit the ground. It remained to be seen.
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