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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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First Pillar Defense/Destroy[[Mini-Event]]
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Post by Angel Vance on Jan 5, 2015 16:56:26 GMT -5
After Angel climbed down he would see yet another, larger fight, all around. The hell was going on out here. It was then he would see the SC go flying past him into the school. Turning to look at where he had come from he would see the stranger standing there and a woman seemed to be heading towards him from behind. Angel got an idea and started charging at the stranger eating his candy cane.
"Hey you, jackass!"
Angel would call out to him as he got closer. He would spin his backpack around and throw it straight to the guys face as he picked up some dirt and would dart to the side getting to the left side of this guy. If the stranger just simply knocked the bag away Angel would throw his hand of dirt for the guys face hoping to blind him. Whether it worked or not Angel would go forward and try to land a couple of quick blows to his inner thighs to weaken his stance just a bit. He wasn't trying to cause damage just provide enough of a distraction and annoyance for the woman to do whatever she was going to do.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2015 18:02:37 GMT -5
Gabriella had been watching the fray in the courtyard from a distance for some time. Making sure to stay face enough away from it all in order to not be noticed by either side. She had no intention of fighting here. There was nothing in it for her. The pillars meant nothing to her, but neither did there down fall. And then CRASH.
A red head figure came from above and chaos followed, the fight on the roof bleeding down to ground level. She watched in amazement as she saw the redhead smash the school captain flying through the air and the walls of the building. She then saw the first pillar charging toward the redhead from behind.
"Yo Tall, Red and Handsome behind you." She would scream from her position, at the top of her lungs, hoping that the redhead whoever he was would hear the warning and figure out it was directed at him. She would then start to jog toward the chaos, her good arm pulling up a bottle of pills and downing a couple as she approached. She would need then she was sure.
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Jan 5, 2015 18:27:17 GMT -5
The whole seen was unlike anything Austin had seen before. There was chaos everywhere. However he had little time to dwell on such things. Both he and Mark had landed nearly the same time, and Austin had seen the red head they were fighting blow Mark through the building. Swearing under his breath, Austin would move in to attack.
As he rushed toward The Fire Dragon from his side, he would catch sight of Saya approaching, whom he had only just recently found out was the pillar. Knuckles guesstimated that he could reach Rusty around the time she would be finishing her attacks. And Austin would shift his left side forward and thrust in attempt to slam his shoulder into Rusty's side and catch him off-guard.
He wasn't even sure if the guy would budge, but he had to try something. If he made contact his right arm would have been curled by his side ready before he twisted his torso and swung the arm looking to turn into Rusty with and uppercut to the chin. With luck, Saya would at least distract him long enough for it to happen.
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Post by Allen Hollows on Jan 5, 2015 19:15:01 GMT -5
Allen grabbed the mans hair, not caring if his punches hurt the guy. He just liked the feeling. When he threw him, Allens grip would probably rip out the fellows hair, giving a sort of "Screw you" to him. He'd spin in the air, giving shugo the thumbs up.
"Thanks Shufuck-!"
His shoulder slammed into the tree and he would slide down onto the bike, smashing into the seat and grunting as he fell with it, the chain falling onto his shoulders. He was now riding Shugos bike!
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"Welcome to the end of your life, and I promise it's going to hurt."
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Post by Leon Sudeki on Jan 5, 2015 19:23:47 GMT -5
Leon and the Strike team of the Lightning Gang would come running into the courtyard going to smash the force from the side, main objective was take out the numbers of this attacking force. Leon would charge the first person he saw, if they were doing the same he'd leap last second and attempt to blast through any defenses with a flying knee for the fools face, if not, he was aiming a clothes line.
It was time to turn at least one of these battles around and Leon wasn't Shufuckin around.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2015 0:44:01 GMT -5
Kentler came out right behind Leon. Attacking as many goons within reach of him and his bokken. He didn't care about where the battlefield was located he was still determined not to lose to Leon.
"Hey Leon, try to keep up wontcha Half-blood!"
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 6, 2015 12:15:41 GMT -5
~Well shoot, put a little too much on that one~
--- Cereza thought to herself as she ran up noticing the hilt of her knife had hit the chain wielder instead. Well mistakes can be made, but on the battlefield they could be costly. The good thing is hers wasn't very costly as there was that distance between. As she ran up, the chain wielder had already been turned around naturally due to her first attack not completely panning out. Fine no worries. She had a plan 2, never a plan B. That would mean she would only be subjected to 26 plans and that just wasn't doable in her eyes. But plan 2 was going to take an alteration as when she neared within the range of his chain he whipped it out towards her aiming for her torso. Not a bad idea she had to admit. Cereza had been running at a somewhat low range so when he whipped the chain towards her torso, her left arm was low enough that she would lift it to meet the chain long before it would reach her torso and allow it to wrap around her wrist.
---By this time she had skidded to a stop, with her legs apart in the necessary position for balance. Smirking her would grab the chain, still with her left and go to yank him towards her. Their distance was probably no more than 4 or 5 steps from each other so if the pull succeeded his reaction time would be severely cut due to him being pulled off his balance so suddenly. Now one would think she'd probably go for a right punch to his oncoming face. NOPE! Cereza was going to headbutt the shit out of him right on the bridge of his nose. Dirty girl. However if he had made a notion to punch as he came stumbling forward her right was ready with the double edged knife to take a quick stab to his arm to immobilize and still continue the headbutt. A follow up hard right knee would aim for his balls, had all succeeded and her opponent dropped she would hopefully be granted with a chain as a new accessory as she would back hand him with her right fist and take note of anyone else coming for her. Two dirty blows, can we say no kids for ju mister?!
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2015 14:11:00 GMT -5
The calm in the storm sought out other portions of calm. Milk and any companions she had standing near her were certainly very prime targets. Shifting through the fighting masses with a spatial awareness that came mostly from parkour - but also to do with her martial arts study - Kyrie would pick her way through. She was obviously a teacher of some sort. Slacks and a pressed white shirt beneath a simple office jacket defined her, but, she certainly seemed...unfit to fight.
It was something she took advantage of.
For, providing she wasn't attacked by any rabble, the blonde would burst forward no more than fifteen yards away, and leap, bringing her legs up and snapping both in a flying drop kick. She would use the collision to both knock her down and transfer the force which would make her drop down if she hit, tucking her legs in before unfurling them again to kip up to her feet.
If there was nobody about Mila, she would pursue the female, provided her attack worked.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2015 14:18:12 GMT -5
Phoebe blinked, surprised, as she was jerked around. Rather than resist, she went with the motion, gripping the chain with her hand to save her wrist from damage! The moment her feet touched the ground she panted them and grasped the chains, using her body weight and strength to heave her opponent off their feet after stepping forward to slacken the chain and unbalance them!
At someone crying out her brother's name, she jerked, bitin her lip. She wanted to look. Needed to look. But if she didn't deal with this...she wouldn't be able to go to him. She hoped he was okay...or she would regret not trying to get away.
Bastion, however, would realize his opponent would continue coming. So he rolled to the side, away from the one he just chain-smacked, and used the chain to smack this one! Maybe even wrap it around his neck from aim and momentum!
Either way, he pulled his legs in and shot his feet out for the guy's knees!
Yumi grinned and would jerk the pole, hopefully freeing it due to the pain the guy was in. She raised it slightly and gripped it with both hands before using it - swinging - to smack the end into her foe and sit up at the same time!
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2015 14:20:34 GMT -5
Arianna would make it out to the courtyard, scrubs, lab coat, and all, and immediately look around!
Who needed help most, be it in combat or hurt?!
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Post by The Mouth of Riot on Jan 8, 2015 12:47:00 GMT -5
Valentine: Valentine would have two men turn to him after the first one struck, and those two men had pipes! The brass knuckles man leapt in for an uppercut, and whether blocked or dodged the men with pipes would strike- one up high, one down low!
Shugo: The punches landed flush as Grant was distracted with the new entrants. This place was becoming too crowded. They were supposed to divide and conquer, not be attacked by all sides with all Pillars! He was sure he was going to have to order the retreat. For now, he blew a bloody snot rocket from his nose at Shugos attacks before swinging his pipe for the mans ribcage!
Juelz: Juelz' attacks worked, pushing them back, but as he returned to his feet he would be forced forward as a punch to the kidneys from a brass knuckles fighter hit him!
Steven: His channeling of his compatriot worked, earning his foot a swift contact with Gregs nutsack! This sent the males eyes bulging and to his knees, opening him for attack as he gripped his groin!
Allen: He was currently ignored, except by a few confused faces at seeing him on a bike.
Leon: His flying knee would smash into the guys face, sending him stumbling backward. But he'd have more to deal with, as the Riot Squad that he just left would shout, attacking him and his gang from behind!
Kentler: He'd be the first attacked, as Riot would have two men, one attempting to tackle around the midsection while the other threw a punch at his face!
Kiyr: She'd fly backward from the strike, rolling a bit before turning to her with bared teeth and returning to her feet, charging in and attempting to uppercut the teacher!
Phoebe: Her attacker would be hurled off his feet, hitting the ground hard. Bastion would get his chain wrapped around his opponents neck, but would get kicked in the ribs and sent tumbling along the ground, the chain jerking the other mans neck and taking him off his feet! Yumi as well would free the pole causing some pain, the end of her pole smashing the guys head and sending his body skidding!
Arianna: There were so many hurt it was hard to say, but the bleeding Captain seemed nearly to fall from where he stood, he was so heavily damaged!
OOC: Those I left out will be replied to by EVENT.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2015 13:04:27 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2015 13:35:34 GMT -5
Cereza: She would successfully incapacitate her enemy and stop him from ever reproducing. For her efforts, she would be able to take his chain, adding a bit more bling to her outfit.
“Weapons? How juvenile!”
Rusty was visibly irritated. He believed that a fight should have been performed with just one’s body. Unless in a trained scenario in which both combatants used armaments, weapons were a cowards way out. And so, he would ignore the 552ers. Hearing the warning from Gabriella, as Angel and Saya approached him, Rusty would simply leap into the air, leaving behind a sizeable crater and a large tremor as he launched off. At the pinnacle of the jump, the height of 552’s main school building, he surveyed the land for a moment. In that moment, he decided his battle plan.
First, he would slam down next to Valentine. Rusty would grab the two soldiers before they could perform their high, low attack. From there he slammed their heads together. He then launched off once more, this time horizontally. He didn’t run, no, he literally propelled himself forward with one strong kick to the ground, leaving behind another tremor and crater. This time he would appear next to Juelz. He would catch the punch that was aimed for Juelz’s kidney. With one squeeze, he crushed both the brass knuckles, and the hand that held it. Rusty then threw his left fist out, punching the knuckle fighter hard enough to propel him into the group of twelve that were attacking Leon, Kentler and the Strike Team.
The knuckle fighter would more than likely just knock one of the riot gang members over. Rusty would quickly appear in front of them. He would stomp onto the one who fell over’s chest. From there, he would leap up, knee striking another one in the throat. Turning in midair, Rusty slammed his palm down on the back of a third member’s neck with his right. He barreled his left fist into a fourth member’s chest, launching him into a fifth hard enough to send both of them flying clear to the other side of the courtyard. Pivoting on his right foot, he would swing back and slam his elbow into a sixth member’s nose and face. Rusty would then throw out a right fist, decimating a seventh fighter. He would kick behind him with his left, launching an eighth fighter. Quickly, Rusty’s left foot landed on the ground, and he twisted into a rotating kick, snapping a ninth fighter in the temples. He would reach out grabbing the tenth fighter by the head, and using his body, he would pound the eleventh and twelfth members until all three were unconscious.
Charging after the one attacking Kiyr, Rusty would leap into the air and stomp down upon the person’s head just before they were able to execute their uppercut. Rusty would then jump backwards back to the center of the courtyard, taking a deep breath before once more resuming his fighting stance. The man was unfazed by the amount of fighters he had just taken down. Not even a single bead of sweat would fall from his forehead. He would shoot a glance at Mark before smirking and speaking.
“Your School Captain is in shambles. Is there any fighter stronger than he?”
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Jan 8, 2015 13:46:53 GMT -5
Shugo would feel the metal pole impact onto the side of his rib cage. The boy grunted and growled out in pain, but he grinned. His broken left arm shot out, and the boy ignored the pain. He would tuck the part that hit his ribs under his upper left arm. Shugo then wrapped his broken left arm around the metal pole. Even with Shugo's arm being broken, Grant would have a hard time removing the metal pole with the way Shugo grabbed it.
"Dumbass..."
Letting go of the pipe, Shugo would grin larger and close his right fist. It was time for some payback. The boy aimed for Grant's face again, where Shugo hit him the first time. Shugo would launch another three straight punches at Grant's face, each one with increasing force. With the last one, Shugo would let go of the metal pole and stumble backwards away from Grant. The boy would be panting. He was very obviously reaching his limits, but his work wasn't done yet. He cocked his head to the side and shouted to his comrade.
"Allen! I need a chain!"
The boy would start taking a few paces towards Rusty. Curling and uncurling the fingers in his right fist as he approached. Was this the guy that was all behind it? Shugo was going to take him down once and for all. Unluckily for our boy, he was too busy angrily punching Grant to see the amazing feats that Rusty had just accomplished.
"Hey Asshole. I think it's about time you and your friends leave my school."
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Post by God-Maker Syrum on Jan 8, 2015 13:49:18 GMT -5
Edgar stepped off to the right and behind Rusty, tossing his smoke off to the side and sighing, having just seen the last of the mans tirade on Riot. He would burst forward and then left, aiming a harsh left cross for the side of Rusty's face, appearing as either a blur or as nothing at all to the rest of the students. His punch was intended to lift Rusty and send the titan flying, his right hand up in a guard near his face. If it worked, Edgar would stand straight and stick his hands in his pockets, watching him.
"I think they have had enough fighting for today, don't you?"
He almost wanted to ask the male to pick on someone his own size, but decided against it. Edgar wasn't a hero- he was a teacher, true, but he was more interested in APPEARING like a hero. The more people believed he was this amazingly awesome person that wanted to protect the school, the better.
He'd bring a hand out and comb it through his hair, taking a deep breath but watching Rusty.
"Perhaps you should go."
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