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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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Your in for it now kid! (Open)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2015 12:40:57 GMT -5
The day had finally arrived, The final child of the Ki-Woo clan was upon age, a new school and a new start.What better way to start then to attend the most infamous public city school in New York, PHS #552, Known for teaching or at least occupying the most gruesome delinquents around. Where being disciplined wasn't a option, it was a requirement, a rule that was not taking lightly. The Ki-Woo family have already taken up of a few spots in this school as students, directly fitting right in like a cork screw. Would this time be any different?
The young adolescent stood beside her newly acquired locker, her face buried into a sheet of paper, as her index finger and thumb rested upon the combination lock, twisting it ever so slowly towards the right and left repeatedly , sounds of distress could be heard escaping her mouth. In her mind it had felt like she was trying to crack open a safe, mind you failing miserably. A loud grunt of anger blasted from the depths of her lungs, slamming her forehead against the locker in the process she begun to mumble to herself.
"What the heck man, this ain't my locker combo!"
Time was clearly not on her side as time past, she would soon be late to class if she didn't hustle, thoughts of just completely skipping was close to becoming a reality, continuously slamming her skull against the locker material she yelped out in English and in her native language.
"Open says me ahhh,yeolgi yeolgi yeolgi!!!" (Yeolgi=Open)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2015 1:52:52 GMT -5
Mack hadn’t really noticed that the clock on the wall was screaming that she was about to be late to class, she was too busy trying to determine who would in in a battle between a terminator and Robocop. In her head Mack was coming up with complex battle plans about how the two of them would fight, where they would fight, and even why they would fight, because it made it more realistic that way. It was a good thing that the hallway was nearly empty because she would definitely have bumped into at least 10 people by now if it had been filled with students like it usually was.
Just as the T-1000 was repairing himself after being half obliterated by one of Robocop’s explosive bullets, the cord was forcibly yanked on her imagination and Mack was brought back into the moment. A young freshman student was yelling at the top of her lungs in a voice that almost almost rivalled her on in terms of volume, an impressive feet in itself. Mack stood for a moment staring at the young girl, who annoyingly despite being obviously younger, was still slightly taller than her and would probably grow taller still. The girl was bashing her skull against the locker in an effort to open it as she got increasingly more frustrated at the inanimate object. Her yells became indecipherable as they changed from english into another language which Mack thought was Korean.
Mack Looked over her and then her attention caught the locker number and suddenly she could feel an explosion of laughter bubbling up into her throat to finally burst forcefully from her lungs. She held her sids almost bent double and felt tears springing into the corners of her eyes. She wasn’t laughing at the fact that this freshman couldn’t get into the locker, no, what had Mack in stitches was the fact that the locker she was yelling at was definitely not the girl's. She knew that because the locker belonged to Mack.
Finally finishing her laughter Mack walked up to the kid and grinned evilly. It wasn’t that she was mad, or malicious but she thought since this kid was new she might be able to scare her a little. “Any reason why you feel like trying to break into MY locker there, friend?” She asked in a rather loud voice. “You’ve done a bit of damage to it, you know, how are we going to fix this little problem!?"
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Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2015 12:56:07 GMT -5
-Her forehead was now resting upon the hard material which was the locker,her arms gripped upon the straps of her knapsack. She was clearly unaware of the presents of the other behind, or at least until she spoke up. Slowly lifting her head as the other spoke her eyes would of widen in shock, only to quickly shut right after. This wasn't her locker..really, turning in direction Han was now facing the being before her, A little bit surprise at what she seen.The girl was short, shorter than her. This was unsuspected that was for sure.
Still in a state of shock she glanced back towards the locker, and then down towards the paper that was tugged in between her hand and her knapsack. She was unable to read what was written on the paper in the current state, letting out dry yet nervous chuckle she forced a wide toothy smile, Thinking to herself she gripped at one strap of her knapsack.
"Think Han what would one of your brothers do in this situation?"
-She knew what they would do and it wasn't a good idea to say the least. She had to say something the awkward silents that was upon them was killing the mood. Freeing the hand that held the paper it would fall upon the floor directly in front of the two,she would have directed a index finger towards the girl and then directed her thumb at the locker as she spoke with the the confidence she was able to bring out of herself.
"Tch thats your locker? Nah I don't think so lady its my I'm sure of it."
-She was lying,she wasn't entirely sure if it was even hers anymore, the fact of giving in and apologizing about such a thing would make her look like just another scared pushover. It didn't help that she was a freshmen either. Scratching at the bandage that rest upon her nose it was aware her body was tilted towards the right due to being nervous.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2015 3:16:34 GMT -5
She was wondering how this girl would react. There was a silence between them that stretched on for a beat, probably while she figured out just how to respond. The freshman had probably just read her slip of paper wrong but Mack figured giving her a bit of a hard time would be an interesting experiment. Suddenly the freshman had her finger pointed at Mack’s face. Instead of backing down or apologizing she denied the plain truth and declared that Mack was the one that was mistaken. Mack pushed the pointing finger away from her face, an amused look on her face “Is that so?” Mack grinned “So if I tried to open it using my combination right now you think it wouldn’t open?”
Using her left hand she grabbed the girl’s outstretched hand and twisted it behind her back pushing her into the lockers firmly and holding her there. It shouldn’t really hurt too much but it should do the trick at intimidation. With her other hand she reached up towards the locker and began to turn the dial quickly, eventually hearing the Click that signified the locker opening. Grinning she slammed it shut and locked it again. She let go of the girl and picked up the slip of paper on the floor, looked at it and then tapped the locker next to hers “I think you’ll find this one is yours”
She dropped the paper again and smirked “I’ll tell ya freshman what, beat me in a fight, and I’ll pretend like this never ‘appened, we’ve missed class anyway, ya know.” She was getting a little excited at the prospect of her first fight, of course this girl did not have to know it was her first one in this school. She was putting on a kind of false bravado really, just because she was older. “What’dya say?”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2015 17:50:26 GMT -5
Han was in for it now, as her finger was forcefully knocked off towards the she tried her best attempt to stay strong. Sticking to her story no matter out slim of a chance of it actually sounding truthful or not.The side of her face cringed just slightly as she spoke. "Like I said before its my locker, you can try if you wan-"
-Interrupted mid sentence Hans hand was grabbed ever so aggressively as it was forced behind her as she was pinned against the lockers, In Han's mind she murmured anxiously to herself in hopes the locker wasn't this girls. From the action she took it probably was hers.
A soft moan of disbelief escaped the lips of the Freshmen after hearing the devastating sound of the locker clicking open, she had been proven wrong, Finally being freed from her grasp, Han could be seen sliding her palm against her wrist slowly as a soft blush of embarrassment rose across her cheeks. Once again Han had made a simple yet crucial mistake. Keeping herself silent her head was tilted downwards, still being able to see eye to eye with the student before her but yet
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A fight, those words struck deep into her subconscious her first day and was already in a rumble, well at least going to. Such strange fate, then sense of fear slowly ceased to exist. She knew she was at fault but solving it with a little brawl only made the current situation more interesting. A wide toothy grin formed upon her mouth. Indeed it was true they did miss class, Heck it was bound to happen.
"A fight Oh yeah,Err Here..like now?"
-She was still new to the school and its rules and such, she hadn't had a clue at how she should of went about doing such things. Learning from her past mistakes she didn't want to jump right into the mix of things, for once.
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