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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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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 Aug 11, 2015 10:44:46 GMT -5
Finally.. A little freedom.
His free period had finally came and Knuckles had decided to spend his time doing something unrelated to this dull ass school education. The young outlaw took this as an opportunity to clean up his motorcycle.
Brushing aside his dirty blond hair, Austin would crouch down in the parking lot beside his father's motorcycle. He had missed riding it. Hell, he'd probably just ride for a few hours after school. It was calming to him and to finally be able to do it again was one of the few reliefs he had left.
Pulling out his keys, he would unlock the small compartment underneath the seat and pull out a clean rag and some cleaning solution. Placing it on the seat, he would unzip his hoodie and toss it onto the handles of the bike. One of his fathers old Apex Warriors shirts could be seen now. His left hand would dip into his pocket and pull his cigarettes and lighter out. Sparking one up, Knuckles would begin getting to work. He had about thirty minutes to kill.
You've been sitting for a while.. Let's make you beautiful again. You gotta shine for the ladies.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 11, 2015 12:22:00 GMT -5
If ever there was a time to practice her new ideas, Alethe believed that it was now. That is to say, of course, that she was trying harder to be a tougher, more evil sort of gal. Not that she really had it in her kind spirit to truly be evil, but if she was to be attending a school for criminals and roughens, it surely would make sense that she fit the part. Alethe didn't like to do bad things or break rules, even such as ditching class to study in the library--even that was a federal offense in the girl's mind. But all of that had to change. When she arrived at the school, she was looking for something in interest, and she'd certainly found what she was looking for, but many had pointed it out that she was a fish out of water. She stuck out like a sore thumb, so to speak. The fair-skinned brunette would gather her bag and march right out of the school, trying not to be afraid that she was leaving the building... even though it technically was free hour. "I feel so bad," her thoughts repeated in her mind like a broken record. "Walking out of school like this. Come on, don't be afraid, knock it off. You have to act like you own the place and that doing this isn't actually making you feel horrible... that's right. This is okay. It's okay to be out and about. Yup. Totally." She would pause, halting in her step when she saw a young man cleaning a motorcycle--presumably his own. The girl stared for a moment, taking in his appearance. "Wow~" She practically swooned in her head. "He totally looks like a biker. And that motorcycle... it's so pretty~" Alethe would timidly and quietly walk up behind the man, looking quietly at the motorcycle and admiring it as he prettied it up. Of course, not that a motorcycle could be pretty with bows and frills (ew) but the way it shined and glimmered in the sunlight... it was truly breathtaking in Alethe's eyes, and she couldn't deny being envious over such a beautiful piece of machinery...
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Post by "Knuckles" on Aug 11, 2015 15:17:33 GMT -5
Anything even remotely dirty was getting the wipe down. This bike was his most prized possion, which just so happened to belong to his late father. He had neglected it against his will for months on end now, but he was eorking to quickly get it back in tip top shape.
Pausing here and there, Knuckles would take a drag from his cigarette, exhaling it out in smoke rings for his own entertainment. He soon felt as if he was being watched, those hazel pupils catching sight of a female reflection from the chrome of his bike. Without looking Austin continued his work, throwing a few words back to whomever it was.
"Need somethin'?"
Blunt and to the point. He didn't know this person, so his feelings toward her were neither here nor there. If she came seeking trouble, she would find it. Otherwise, he would keep it mutual. He wasn't in the mood to play around with anyone.
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Post by Olivia on Aug 11, 2015 21:24:33 GMT -5
Let the fire burn, Let the ashes rise. Till there is nothing left, And you're reborn again. ▼ NOTES:*If there is an issue in joining I can erase. Just let me know. TAG(S):* "Knuckles" @willowpath MUSIC:
| * So this was the walls of 552. Olivia had been roaming around her new school. She heard about it through her brother, Dante. Apparently when he came to New York looking for her once missing self, he thought she was there due to some random information. Surely after her two year disappearance to her still fresh reappearance that one would think her father would not allow her out of his sight just yet. But he knew he couldn't keep her sheltered forever. She hated being stuck in the house and she had already slipped out without escorts a few times as is. So instead of holding her down why not set her a little free.
* Since Dante attended the school she opted to join him. She didn't exactly get the hype so much at least not yet. She hadn't run into anything gripping or exciting. Bullies? Life was full of bullies so what was knew about seeing that? Maybe something exciting would happen sooner or later she hated being bored. She was still feeling the school out as she decided to get some air from the confines of the four walls. Olivia did have a little thing with claustrophobia but that wasn't the case here, she just wanted to stretch her legs.
* Getting outside she let her hair down from it's messy bun, a sea of red flowing down. Her attire was simple with a crimson red tank, blue jeans and sneakers. Cerulean blues caught sight of a smaller girl approaching a dirty blonde guy cleaning up a motorcycle. Olivia loved fast cars and bikes. She too had to admire the beauty. Heh boys always took extra care of their toys right? She smirked as she watched the girl for some reason she was getting a little timid vibe off the girl, so Olivia decided to walk up on the right of the girl placing a hand on her head briefly. There was about a 4-5 inch difference between the two. Her eyes glanced at the girl and to the guy removing her hand off the girls head and shifting her weight to her right.
"Boys and their toys. Sometimes they look so majestic working on their babies. Other times they look like they're too busy making love to it, right?"
* She would offer the girl a smile and wink. Maybe she was trying to shake the little timid feeling she felt from the girl, while creating a little conversation.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 14, 2015 21:02:59 GMT -5
Immediately the man working on his bike caught notice to her presence, and she half wished he hadn't... though she wasn't scared of him, she certainly didn't see the need to draw attention to herself. After all, Alethe didn't mean to do something as selfish as draw attention to herself when someone was clearly busy with something else. "Oh... no, not at all. Just looking, I suppose," she said quietly before another female student approached them. Alethe was slightly taken by surprise when the girl placed her hand on her head, to measure their height difference or cause reassurance, Alethe was ignorant of. However, she couldn't help but to laugh at what the girl said, and she wondered if perhaps she knew the man or was just causing playful banter with a complete stranger. "I didn't think that's what he looked like he was doing at all," Alethe managed through chuckles. "And I don't blame him for trying to take good care of his bike, it's a pretty nice piece of work, I'd say. I can't deny I'm half jealous that you've got such a fine craft."
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Aug 15, 2015 0:05:48 GMT -5
Levi rode in on his bike, passing the trio before pulling into a spot a few slots away. He had noticed a familiar figure polishing what looked to be a nice ride. Levi, deciding he needed a closer look, dismounted and walked over, messenger bag slung over his shoulder. As he got a better look at the bike, he whistled. "Nice ride, what's the year on this beauty?"Levi personal preference was a more modern bike, but he had a soft spot for older bikes. His eyes darted to the two women engaging the man as well, but quickly shot back to Austin, a man who he had met, but only in combat and a fairly one-sided one at that.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Aug 15, 2015 10:30:21 GMT -5
"It's cool. You can admire it."
A short chuckle escaped his lips as he kept his hands busy, cigarette still resting between his lips. It wasn't too long before he heard another female's voice and saw her distorted reflection as well. Knuckles would glance backwards this time, and speak again.
"At least when I make love to this, it doesn't want to cuddle and chitchat afterwards-"
His words died out at the sound of another engine. He could tell it was a bike, but damb he hadn't seen anything like what rolled in with a familiar face to boot. Knuckles hadn't been the biggest fan of rice-rockets and their similar counter-parts, but he respected the riders none the less. When Levi approached and asked his question, Knuckles would answer.
"89' Harley FXE dyna glide.. Was my father's toy. Just keepin' it mint.. Long time, Levi.. Right?"
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Aug 16, 2015 0:11:34 GMT -5
Levi's brow raised as Austin answered. The bike had clearly been sitting for a while, but it was in amazing shape for its' age. The Asian gave the bike one walk around before returning back to where he had stood. It had indeed been quite some time and Levi would have been lying if he had said he wasn't curious where the man had been all this time.
"That's me and yes, it has. I think the last time I saw you, you won an easy fifty bucks by knocking my noob-ass out. haha! You've missed a lot, what kept you away for so long?"
Levi wouldn't be offended if Austin considered the matter personal, he was just making conversation and would have to issue talking about other things if it created a problem.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Aug 17, 2015 10:41:23 GMT -5
"I got pulled into some stuff out west, didn't plan to be gone long.. Ended up with an unplanned 'Vacation' at a county detention center."
Austin shrugged. His stay in juvy hadn't been too horrible, but the restriction and loss of freedom had driven him a little crazy there. But he had found ways to cope and stayed out of trouble for the most part, so that his release would come sooner.
But it was all in the past now. Knuckles had already begun to move on and return to his normal, flavorfull self. As he had spoken, he finished cleaning all the chrome on the bike. He would stand, turning to face the small group of kids that had converged. Leaning back to sit on the seat of his bike, his arms crossed.
"I've heard that I missed a lot. Riot is gone, Another group came in it's wake. Thats what I heard anyways."
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Aug 17, 2015 22:19:34 GMT -5
Levi would have been lying if he said he didn't want to ask Austin what had gotten him thrown in juvy, but it sounded like it was behind the man and it wasn't a great topic to bring up during a casual meeting anyway. Levi watched Austin finish polishing his bike, looking around the campus a few times until the man finished.He smiled in appreciation.
"Nice...looks good man..."
Then Austin asked the inevitable question. Levi's expression turned a bit dark, though he did his best to not sound too down when he tried to catch Austin up to speed. His tone was somber, but matter of fact.
"Four creatures attacked the city, not sure why other than their goal: to spread fear. I don't understand the purpose of it though."
Levi shook his head as he paused to let Austin ask any questions before he continued.
"The new group is a gang called Orochi, but I don't know much about them honestly. These two may, not sure."
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Post by Olivia on Aug 18, 2015 20:17:28 GMT -5
Let the fire burn, Let the ashes rise. Till there is nothing left, And you're reborn again. ▼ | "Tell me about it. Don't you hate that?"
* Olivia spoke with a playful tone to his words. Not that Olivia had all the experience in the world in that department despite her demeanor and looks. She wasn't the type of gal to sleep around and have a thousand different partners. Shit she had been missing since she was 15 as is, pretty sure nothing of the physical with the opposite sex had occurred. Cerulean blues shifted over to the newcomer taking him in as well as his ride. It was a looker, a head turner for sure but even for a girl like Olivia who loved fast vehicles it was a bit much for her own taste. Beautiful though, but just not for her.
* Clearly the pair knew each other as the dirty blonde boy addressed the Asian by name. Levi. Well that's one name down. Hearing the model of the bike even Olivia had to give it another glance over. It was a good bike. Great shape. She bet the engine purred like a beauty too. However the boys seemed to be playing catch up with one another as Olivia shifted her weight to her right and listened on in the exchange. Sometimes staying silent and not sassing over the little things provided to be good enough to find out little tidbits. The blonde had been in juvy though honestly that in no way shape or form shocked her. Some group named Riot had been taken out and replaced as all things were. Cut off the head of a hydra and more spawn. But who the fuck were Riot anyways?
* Olivia's gaze switch to the one known as Levi. She caught wind of his expression and found her head tilting a little filled with curiosity. Was that a tinge of regret or something? The boy continued packing on the story time throwing in a mention about four creatures attacking the city. Now that was something she had heard about. It was all over the news but she was fortunate enough to have been safely home away from the fray. It was funny how her returning back from the land of the assumed dead and things just kept going haywire back to back. So these creatures of sorts were there to spread fear, while it seemed to work enough to cause the masses to panic but indeed what was the purpose behind it. And now who the fuck was Orochi? Why the hell did it feel like she had been asleep for a couple years and woke up to a whole new world. Levi seemed to refer to her and the other girl in his last words which made Olivia lightly shake her head and shrugged nonchalantly.
"Sorry boys all news to me. I heard about those so called creatures you mentioned on the news that was about it. I think I'm a little too new around here to add to these stories yet. Though I must say you have captured my interest."
* Olivia gave a light smile to them. There was a little glint behind her eyes. She clearly wanted to know a little more.
"Levi right?... And you two?"
* She'd await and answer before providing her own.
"Olivia... Sooo sounds like a lot of stuff goes on huh? So what's riot? And no one has bother to gather information on this Orochi you speak of or are they just that fresh on the scene?" PYXIS ★
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