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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.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 8:49:25 GMT -5
Quick! Before they take my place. Iyele pushed herself through the crowds in the busy school halls, or at least she tried. The students had a break and she wanted to make sure she had a nice place to sit. Yesterday most tables were taken, so she had to sit next to a scary girl who kept rolling her eyes at her.
I sure don’t want that to happen…
She pushed herself to the end of the last hall and rushed into the cafeteria.
Yes! I am… Awh, how did they do that?! To her surprise, all the tables were taken again. With a sigh, she turned around and walked to the girls’ restroom. I can wait there until my next class… It’s only thirty minutes.
When she stood in front of girls’ restroom she heard that there were some girls inside, and they didn’t sound very nice. Just say hi, be polite! She slowly opened the door and peered inside. Three older girls stood in front of a dirty mirror and frowned at her.
“Hi… I wondered if I could-“ before she could finish her question a mascara brush was thrown towards her, but she could close the door just on time. “Sorry!” She turned around and quickly walked down the hall before they could come after her.
At the end of the hallway it was pretty quiet, plus there were no students around. I guess I could stay here. She opened her bag and took out the sandwich she made herself today and began happily eating it.
As she looked around she saw that the door of one of the classrooms in front of her had been secured with a chair underneath its handle. “Hello…?” she said awkwardly, but loud enough. No response… Wait, what if someone has been there for days…
“Don’t worry! I’m going to save you!” she ran towards the classroom, pulled the chair away and opened the door. She would then run to whoever was inside, shake the person and say, “Are you okay?! I’m here, don’t worry!” All this time holding a sandwich in one hand.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 10:31:04 GMT -5
Cyrus sat in the classroom and was focused on his PS Vita, when the door opened and not long after a girl shook him, "I'm fine get your sandwich off me." he put his PS Vita in his bag and stood up. Then wiped the sandwich crumbs off of himself.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 11:34:04 GMT -5
"But the door... it was locked... how... I don't understand..." she muttered confused, looking at the exit, then at the boy and finally at the sandwich in her hand. Her cheeks flushed red. "I'm, eh, sorry," she said quietly and looked at the floor. "What were you doing here alone anyway?" she asked curiously.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 12:08:24 GMT -5
Teufel was walking down to class when he heard a frantic voice nearby. Something about saving someone? Teufel calmly walked down as a few other students were staring at the two small antlers permanently melded to his head. Teufel didn't really mind though, one would get used to all the staring and name calling over time. Looking over, he saw an open classroom where the yelling was coming from.
He stared from outside for a few moments and observed what was going on. The girl, whom Teufel presumed was the one who was freaking out, seemed to be embarrassed about something. The other one, a boy with a video game, looked kind of confused and annoyed, well, that's what Teufel thought of the situation. Both were taller and probably older. Teufel stood at a straight 5'0 (5'6 with the antlers) and was 13. He was standing at the front of the door at the moment and smiled nervously at the duo.
"Um...is everything ok..?" He asked carefully.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 12:18:07 GMT -5
"I was being alone." after he said that Teufel came in, he recalled their meeting, "No, we're fine.". |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 12:26:07 GMT -5
"But how did you lock the..." she turned around when she heard someone behind her. A boy with... antlers? She stared at him for a second in pure confusion. Why would someone wear a hat like that? It's not like the people on this school are so nice anyway...
"No, no everything is fine. I uhm, was being loud. I'm sorry," she apologized.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 12:31:21 GMT -5
"I didn't lock the door, someone else did, I don't care though." Cyrus shrugged
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 12:50:57 GMT -5
Teufel looked a bit confused. Why was she apologizing for being loud? With all the bloodshed that happened at this school, one could expect it to be a little loud sometimes. He gave a small tug on the antlers to prove that they were indeed legitimate,
"There's no worry, this school does get really loud sometimes. You'll get used to it miss. My name's Teufel, it's nice to meet you miss" he said politely, extending his hand out for a friendly handshake
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 13:58:02 GMT -5
She sighed at Cyrus' comment. "How do you not care? You could have been locked here for hours," she said but this time she was a little quieter. She looked at Teufel and noticed how he pulled on the antlers, and how they didn't come off. "Are those real...?" she asked while shaking his hand.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 15:59:02 GMT -5
Teufel smiled and waved at Cyrus, excited that there was a familiar face. Most people he met never really spoke to him and didn't really keep in touch with him after a week, but seeing him was really nice too. Then there was the girl in front of him too. She only seemed about an inch taller then him, but she was definitely older.
"Hello mister Cyrus! Oh, and yes miss. The antlers are real. I killed deer, skinned it, took out its antlers, and superheated them and melded them onto my head myself miss!" He said proudly, and tilted his head down just in case she wanted to touch the antlers
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 16:17:05 GMT -5
"Ah... but why would you do that? Sounds painful to me... and did you kill the deer yourself?" she asked amazed. Aren't you afraid of the reaction of others was something she could have asked too, but that seemed mean to her.
She stepped back when he tilted his head, guessing that she was allowed to touch the antlers "Ehm..." Come on! Don't make him feel bad. She reached for the antlers and lightly touched it with her finger. They feel real... I guess he is not lying then. "They feel... nice," she said and smiled, hoping she wouldn't offend the boy.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 16:38:17 GMT -5
Teufel beamed and gave her a happy look. Someone actually complemented the Antlers. That was a first. But then the second part, why he did it. He continued to smile as he remembered why he did it. He did it out of fear. The fear of being forgotten and abandoned. He tilted his head back.
"Thank you! You're the first one really to actually complement them, most people just stare and call me names, or just tell me to sell myself to science. I melded the antlers to be remembered. I was kind of afraid... Of being forgotten. And yes, I killed the deer all by myself!. The doctor said that there was something wrong with my head and that I'm a freak. Then he prescribed me to have my parole officer to help my into this hug me jacket which I have to wear every day except Sunday after school and in the morning" he said cheerfully, unknowing about how horrifying what he just said sounded.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 16:59:51 GMT -5
Iyele stared at him as he explained the story behind his antlers, what scared her the most was that the boy didn't realize how terrifying it was. As if it was the most normal thing in the world. Or at least that was what she thought. "Why were you afraid of being forgotten? And how did you meld them...?" she asked as she sat on the table behind her. He seemed really young, so it really saddened her that he had done that to himself. "You know you didn't have to do that to yourself, I understand your fear but... it sounds extreme to me. No offense, though!" offending the boy was the last thing she wanted to do, especially with the mental state he was in.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2015 18:01:03 GMT -5
Teufel looked a little confuzzled at what the girl said in front of him. 'I did something wrong..?' He thought to himself. He wasn't really mad about it, since she said that she didn't mean any harm. She even looked a little...sad? She seemed to be understanding, but she asked a lot of questions, so Teufel felt a bit confused.
"Uh...um.... My parents sorta tended to forget about me. Not my little sister, just me. But I don't really hate my sister, it's not her fault, I guess. And I lived in Atlanta on a farm so...I guess it was the only thing I can think of...I think. There were some blowtorches, so I superheated the antlers and stuck them on my head. So what I did was...wrong?" He asked curiously, wondering why it was so extreme. He often visited the freak show by the circus and he was pretty good friends with the people there. They related to each other.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 24, 2015 1:28:20 GMT -5
"Well... yes it is wrong because you could have hurt yourself. Don't you think it was a little crazy? And was there nothing else you could do? These antlers are permanent, after all... am I right?" she felt really uncomfortable saying this to the boy. Maybe I am asking a little too much, if I were him I wouldn't like being bombarded with questions.
She looked at her watch, a quarter to 1. They still had 15 minutes. "Come, sit next to me," she tapped on the table and searched her bag she could give to him.
"I hope I don't make you feel bad... I ask a little too much, I'm sorry," she smiled as she gave him a chocolate cookie.
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