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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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Post by Saya Shinrai on Jan 4, 2015 1:55:23 GMT -5
Saya, after slitting the mans throat, grabbed his shoulder and turned. Now knowing that he would die, she also knew what would happen. Pulling on the shoulder, blood would spray in the direction of Rena and her knives, likely splattering on her face. Saya's face was empty. Blank. Devoid of feeling or emotion. She would turn and kick the nearest pipe-weilder in the chest, then turn back and snap the man with the slit throats neck to end his pain quickly, before she kicked him in the back, intent to send him flying into Rena.
Though her focus was on the blade girl, she kept her attention wide, in case someone else was foolish and wanted to join in.
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Grant would land and make his way over to the man who had flown down from above. He would aim a swing of his pipe for the back of Shugo's head, two other pipe men moving in to take advantage.
"You will all kneel, before the end!"
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets. Fuck outta' here."
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Jan 4, 2015 4:46:46 GMT -5
Like a defeated wolf corned by the cunning and ruthless hunter. This pole toting thug unleashed an desperate attack through the unimaginable pain coursing through him. This attack would be aimed at the side of the ebony teenager; and it would hit square. However, due to the shock of the knee, the shock of the pain, and the lack of "morale", the desperate side hit would do very little damage to Juelz. It would sting at the very most but that's ultimately it.
With the other two pole toting assailants attacking from the front and back, The Junior continued the action until these two assholes could no longer continue.
With a simple side flip to his left side, Juelz evaded both strikes simultaneously. The perfectly executed side flip kept him just high enough to avoid the horizontal knee sweep, and was just fast enough to dodge the jab aimed for his back.
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this action would cause the two pole wielders to contact with one another. The wielder thrusting the jab would hit the horizontal sweeper directly between the eyes; right in the middle of the bridge of the nose. Blood gushed from the assailants nostrils and the forceful attack caused him to drop the lead weapon in grip.
Landing just within leg reach of the jabbing pole user, Juelz executed a snapping side kick to the extended arm of the fellow. The kick was aimed directly for the humerus in attempt to break the arm completely rendering it useless. With a yelp of excruciating pain, the males upper arm folded inward while his lower portion stayed in place; indicating broken bone(s). Needless to say he too dropped his weapon of choice. Before the thug spewing blood from the nose could fully recover, Juelz delivered a swift knee to the face of the pole user with the broken arm; his body dropping like a rock.
With his back turned to the last assailant on the verge of recovering, The Junior would simply whip around and unleash yet another kick aimed for the jaw. The kick threatened to shatter his jaw if his mouth was wide open (which it more than likely was). But like his comrades before him, he too found himself unable to continue this little raid.
Juelz steadily examined the makeshift battlefield with senses in overdrive. Those trying to defend the school and the 1st Pillar seemed to be holding their own fairly well against this small brigade of foot soldiers. Juelz eyes would fixate upon one bladed fighter, one knuckled brawler, and one chained fighter inching closer to him wanting nothing but but to thrash him up, tie him up, and carve him up like some holiday ham. |
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Post by Steven Rosett on Jan 4, 2015 8:32:55 GMT -5
Crap Steven had expect someone using weapons like the brass knuckles, not to be as spry as Greg was. There was no way Steven would react in time. Pain would bloom up in his back. Steven would dive forward into a roll, then twisting on his hand to land crouch facing Greg. "Numbers and weapon. Damn show some pride." Steven would taunt trying to keep the attention focus on him even as Phoebe attack.
Steven would push up and charge. Keeping the other guy with a chain inthe side of his vision. Steven would lift his right leg fast, a snap to Greg's side before, pushing off his leg and barreling forwards, his left knee coming up and going for gut. Steven han up to defend amd hopefully grab his sholder as he continue on his path bring them both to the ground with Steven on top.
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Jan 4, 2015 21:24:10 GMT -5
“Yeah. Got it Steven. I’ll be riiiiiight on that. Just uhh one thing, which one’s Saya?”
Shugo’s tone would successfully block the other pole fighters attack. Pressing in close, Shugo would send a kick out at the pole fighter’s crotch. He then would look over to the girl with the knives he had seen originally, who he assumed was Saya. He would watch her as Grant vaulted over her.
Shugo was unluckily in a pretty bad position as Grant charged him. The boy would quickly do a horizontal twist, and gripped his metal pole tight as he would slash out with it to block Grant’s hit and knock his metal pole to the side. Shugo noticed a sharp pain in his left arm as the two metal poles collided. His eyes would quickly look over to his left arm and then back at Grant and the other men charging him.
~Is my left arm breaking..?~
“Dammit...”
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 4, 2015 22:34:23 GMT -5
“Use only that which works,
and take it from any place you can find it.”
--- Bruce Lee, Tao of Jeet Kune Do [OOC: Attire ..... Double edged knife ....Boot knife]
--- Upon listening to the announcement, Cereza found herself contemplating. All in all in sounded interesting to stay the least. Yet she held no stake in this little tit for tat. None of it mattered to her. So what was a girl to do? She could easily just find a simple little place to watch it all unfold from or she could participate because well she liked a good challenge. And she did like to brawl from time to time, ya know it let out some needed steam. The White Rabbit made her way outside eventually of course but was far too late to try to make an exit without getting into a little scuffle. She made note of course of those that seemed to be really not doing much of anything. Those would be possibly the general's of the situation. She could've easily gone for them but hm, she wasn't trying to particularly play hero.
~I really don't feel like it but they're in my way~
--- Cereza sighed to herself, adjusting her hat. She knelt quickly and briefly to remove the hidden knife in her boot and pulled the double edged spring knife from her pocket. She liked sharp things and knives were a personally favorite. She was pretty well versed in combat with them and besides a girl needed to protect herself with extra means. With a deep exhale she actually ran into the fray. Shocking! One thing that had to be understood was Cereza was doing it for herself and no one else. Though her eyes did catch wind of a certain fellow on the field, her little Knight of the roses from New Years! Not that there was really a favor to be ode in her eyes but a partner for the time being in his hail storm couldn't hurt no? Utilize every possible tactic and opportunity. She had a chance to throw her knife at the chained assailant by Rosett from a gaping and naturally she would take it. The White Rabbit always had good aim, don't play darts with her. Considering the positioning the knife should've gotten lodged in the chained assailants back, just at the right shoulder blade.
--- Needless to say that wouldn't immediately drop him she was sure, but it would indeed prevent him from using that arm. This would if not should give her the much needed time to run up to said individual still from behind, switching the double edged knife to her right hand. Once at a decent range she would slide on her knees; not her normal tactics cause she usually isn't a flashy person; towards him yet off to the side and slice hard at his calf to cause him to fall. Without wasted effort or time she would've stopped her slide in front of him with her free hand and as he would drop; as he should; she would push up to a standing position quickly bringing her knee up to meet his falling face. The collision surely would've knocked him out, but before he would completely drop she'd make sure to rip her knife out his back. Cause well it was hers, duh. Afterward she'd turn to face Rosett, yet keeping her senses completely open to any oncoming assaults. Lookie, she protected her white knight.. daawww..
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2015 0:27:07 GMT -5
"Ughn!" Phoebe grunted, stumbling forward one step before rocking slightly. She turned away from Greg and Steven to deal with this pest that could wind up bringing her down if she didn't deal with him now. With a deep breath she sprang in a quick few-step-sprint to get inside his range before he could do anything. From there she weaved slightly to the right, just to his side, and used her left for an uppercut into his gut, intending to have him double over!
If that was successful she would immediately use her right hand for a hook to the side of his head to bring him down!
Because Bastion swept the opposite way - thus freeing himself from the chain instead of entangling himself further into it - his hands were actually free. Upon completing the sweep-and-spin he would bring his arm holding the chain up and bring it cracking down against the downed foe's head...and then got suckerpunched for his efforts! But, being that he was looking down, it wouldn't be enough to knock him out. Just hurt like a mother.
With a grunt he stumbled forwards, keeping a firm grip on the chain as he landed on one knee, shaking his head and trying to reorient himself enough to check for approaching legs around him.
Yumi hissed as the pole was picked up once again. She would indeed roll, but, towards the closest point the gang member held. Even if he did manage to lower it enough to clip her, it wouldn't be with the entire force he was exerting. If she was in a position to kick him in the nuts, she certainly would! Otherwise she would grip the pole and make a one-footed kick to the knee she previously struck at, intending to cripple him for the fight!
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2015 0:35:34 GMT -5
Ten seconds ago, she stepped out of her car...
...and into madness.
She had pulled up just before the fighting started, distracted by sorting out the instrument she deigned to take with her today, on her first day at the school Arianna had convinced her to apply for Faculty to. Instead of taking the hard case and delicate instrument with her, she spent a few moments burying it in the back, beneath a black blanket that lay upon the floor.
She approached the gate, her slender yet lithe frame making hardly a noise.
Then again, in this din, the only sound that would attract attention would be a siren. Or explosion--be it gun or bomb. For a second, she observed, using her quick eyes to take in who would be on what side if the gang had any sort of visible insignia. Chances were likely they were the ones with weapons, but, in a school like this...it'd be smart of the students to pick up the weapons when they could.
She needed something more reliable.
And she also needed to find where the 'leaders' of the attack were situated, because she was going to cut the head off the snake as soon as possible. She was concerned for her sister, but, knew she could handle her own. Still, if she was hurt...it wouldn't bode well.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2015 12:32:05 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2015 13:51:32 GMT -5
Saya: The blood would splatter into Rena’s eyes, causing her to stop for a moment to wipe the blood away. Meanwhile, the pipe wielder would be kicked away a decent distance, but drop his pipe near Saya. Rubbing his chest, the unpiped fighter would stand back up and charge at her from behind to tackle her. Rena would duck low as the body came at her, and push it upwards and off with her left arm. At the same time, she would spring up with her right knife held in a reverse grip and attempt to upward slash the Pillar’s stomach!
Juelz: Luckily due to the position of the pole fighters, they were only minimally injured. One pole fighter would himself being jabbed in the chest, but due to the distance between them, the jabbing pole fighter would have enough time to pull back slightly so that his comrade wasn’t injured too badly. The sweeping pole fighter held his pole close enough that it didn’t strike the other pole fighter. The jabbing pole fighter would indeed be hit in the arm while it was still extended, but not quite hard enough to break it. The blow did cause the pole fighter to jump back. However, when Juelz moved to kick the slashing pole fighter, the fighter would wrap his arms around the kick when it met his face. While Juelz was held in place, the original pole fighter that Juelz had kneed earlier would slam his pole down towards Juelz’s shin.
Steven: Steven was able to catch Greg off guard with his zigzag pattern and the knee strike would indeed land in his gut. Greg would curl with the blow however, and shift one leg back to keep the both of them standing. Cupping his hands together, Greg would attempt to slam down on Steven’s back.
Cereza: The accuracy of the throw would be dead on, however as the knife was thrown it would rotate in mid air and the hilt would end up hitting the knife user in the shoulder blade bone. Painful, but also alerted the chain user to Cereza’s presence. Cereza’s knife would drop to the ground. He wasn’t able to throw his chain from a distance, so instead would wait for Cereza to close in. When she went for the slide, the chain user would jump back to avoid her knife, and whip the chain at her, aiming for her torso.
Phoebe: Her first blow would land in a success! Causing the chain fighter to double over. However, before she could get out her second blow. The chain fighter would quickly wrap his chains around her wrist and attempt to swing her around by her wrist!
Bastion: The downed foe would be met with a chain slamming down on his head! It wasn’t enough to knock him out, but it did stun the brass knuckle fighter. As Bastion went down to one knee, he would meet another punch being slammed downwards at the back of his neck.
Yumi: As Yumi closed in, her kick would hit straight into the pole fighter’s junk! It would force him back and stun him for a moment. Enough time for Yumi to either stand up and run, or attack again.
Kyrie: Mila would take note of the older female as she approached the school building, but would not attack unless given a reason to.
CRSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
The frame of the red haired man crashed into the courtyard, causing a crater where he stood and dust to veil his body. These kids had spunk. But it was going to take more than spunk to take down the Fire Dragon. Ignoring the battlefield around him, Rusty would launch towards Mark when he landed shooting out his right fist at Mark’s face. At the same time as the right fist at Mark’s face, Rusty would launch his left fist, to hopefully impact into Mark’s right kidney, using the jab at Mark’s face as a veil to cover the kidney punch.
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Post by Mark Kent on Jan 5, 2015 14:05:12 GMT -5
Mark landed going to a knee, so when he got upright the fist landed in his face and kidney, throwing him back into the building, demolishing a wall or two and into a bunch of desks in a random classroom. Mark was stunned and hurting. He hadn't even realized all his damage as he sat up, and proceeded to puke, blood spouting from his nose.
There was so much pain it was literally impossible to feel it all, Mark didn't even have a chance to go into Berserker mode. It was just everywhere all at once.
Forcing himself to stand he would walk his way out of the hole's he left, simply trying to focus on this guy with red hair.
~Who the fuck is this guy?~
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Jan 5, 2015 14:18:14 GMT -5
While Rena was distracted, Saya bent and grabbed the pipe in her free hand. She'd whip the pipe up at the man that was trying to tackle, aiming to hit the end of it right in the middle of the guys face and bust his skull. If it worked, she'd step out of the way of his body, jump forward and leap off his flying corpse/knocked out form to land behind Rusty, who had just blown away her Captain, thus escaping from Rena.
She would attempt to use her knife as she landed deftly, silently, and low, to twirl a slash of the red-heads hamstrings. Then, she'd use the pipe to leap upward and swing at the back of his skull.
Why?
Kuz fuck him, that's why.
Nobody injures the Captain.
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Shugo would have a quick moment- if he tried to go strength to strength, his arm would snap like a twig! As it sat, it was already cracking, so he'd need to move quick. The good news, was that his earlier attacks worked, and he had a semi-clear area around him. Though if he moved two layers of fighters back, he'd have rusty to deal with, and he didn't want to go there!
"Fuckin' moron! You can't win!"
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Post by Valentine on Jan 5, 2015 14:31:58 GMT -5
Kokuran was in the darkroom happily, even as the fighting had been happening for a while. He was finishing up in the photography club darkroom when he heard the crashing of walls tumble down and the grunting of fighters going at it outside. He was annoyed within an second and quickly put everything away. He was gonna pack up and go home before he got involved in the fighting.
He locked the door to the dark room, not gong to make the mistake of leaving it open for anyone to get inside it, and left to head out into the courtyard. He thought he would slither on by while the fighting was going on. Oh boy was he wrong. As soon as he left the building, the battle between rushed to his senses and immediately over-whelmed him.
SUDDENLY! A punch was going right at his gut, nailing him with a bit more power than he was expecting. He wanted to puke and topple over but he knew they would just kick him while he was down. No. He reached down to the mans arm using the snake form. He was hopefully that he would puncture pressure point causing him to lose functioning in the arm. He then pushes him away and saw the man wearing brass knuckles.
"Ow mate! That hurt you know!" He yelled in his british accent which he so desperately tries to hide.
He breaks down in to shoalin king fu: snake form and waits for the mans next strike.
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Jan 5, 2015 14:34:12 GMT -5
Shugo would look up for a moment as he heard the voices crashing down from above. He’d look up just in time to notice the red haired man throw Allen away. The boy’s eyes widened.
“ALLEN! Grhhh..!”
Unluckily for him, he felt another surge of pain in his left arm right after he shouted. His arm was breaking. There was no going around that fact. Shugo glared right at Grant as he started to taunt the boy. Shifting his right hand up on the metal pole to fortify his grip and allow him to apply more of his body weight, Shugo would remove his left hand from the pole.
“GET OUT OF MY WAY! THAT’S MY FRIEND!”
The second Shugo pulled his left hand from the pole, he would bundle it up into a fist. And that fist would quickly find it’s way plummeting towards Grant’s face, aimed for his nose. Shugo would throw three quick punches, as hard as he could in that stance, at Grant’s face. With each punch, he could feel his bone splintering more, and with the third he felt the bone crack.
“Dammit… ALLEN AIM FOR THE TREE!”
Shugo would point with his broken arm, quickly before lowering so that it wouldn’t be damaged. There was something waiting in the tree. Something that Shugo had hid in that tree on the first day of school. Allen was there that day and would surely know exactly what it was, seeing as he helped Shugo hide it.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Jan 5, 2015 15:22:36 GMT -5
As Juelz' leg would be caught, he instinctively related by gathering strength in the free leg he was using to stand and balance himself, and jump. While jumping, he would use said leg to whip around and slide across the face of the pole toting fighter in attempt to get him to release the captured leg. Also, by leaping once again, The Junior would evade the strike aimed for his shin.
If the assailant released his leg due to the kick across the face, Juelz would more than likely land on his back with his eyes bestowed on the last standing pole user. Before the fighter could even contemplate another attack. Juelz utilized his skill in the art of Capoeira and the stylish nature of Breakdancing and would execute a Flare (Windmill) with more than enough power to sweep the male off his feet and send him colliding with the hard pavement below.
Within the same action, The golden eyed Junior rose to his feet, positioned himself over the tripped pole wielder, and unleashed three jabs aimed for the bridge of the nose in hopes of finishing this little skirmish right now.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Jan 5, 2015 15:27:00 GMT -5
Steven would feel the resistance as Greg planted his feet against his attack and was annoyed that he had been unable to take the guy down. While Steven heard the commotion elsewhere and the sound of Shugo shouting. He had to remain focus on the guy in front of him. Steven would try to pull back once he knew that the blow wasn't going to take Greg down. Starting to side step, Steven would feel the crash of arms come down on the back of his shoulder, pain blossoming where the blow struck but forcing himself to remain standing.
It was then that Shugo's shouting gave Steven an idea. 'What would Allen do?' Steven switched legs and would bring his knee up, hoping to land another hit before the guy could bring his arms up and down again on his back. Its target the thugs balls. One blow however wouldn't be enough and Steven leg would slam down and up again and again. Trying to smash the guy's nuts in to the point he refuse to stay standing.
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