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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.
Full Story Here.
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FEAR - The Conclusion
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Post by Luca Walker on Aug 11, 2015 19:37:23 GMT -5
As the black mist began to disappear from around the city, Amakusa Industries and Yuy Corp acted quickly. They would quickly scour the city with ambulances and emergency helicopters for wounded. The rescuers would take the victims of the FEAR attacks and bring them to the largest hospital in New York City. Inside, a joint effort by AI and YC would see that the highest quality medical equipment and the best doctors that worked for both companies were helping the relief effort. There were large communal rooms setup seeing as even this hospital couldn’t support this large of an amount of people. Students would be allowed to add to either the relief aid, or be given the opportunity and rest.
[[OoC: There will be no grading or rewards for this thread. Posting in here won’t give you anything extra for FEAR. You don’t have to have participated in any of the other FEAR threads to post in this one. Please keep in mind the first Sentinel thread was retconned and didn't happen. This is meant to be a social thread.]]
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Post by Anna Greene on Aug 13, 2015 16:10:23 GMT -5
This was... fantastic. Well, not for the people who got hurt, but the news story was! The city had been laid siege by mysterious black mist! No one knew what had been going on at all! There were reports of teenagers being involved in large scale battles with mysterious individuals! It was like something out of a comic book. Anna gulped with excitement as she moved to go through the relief efforts outside of the large communal rooms where the overflow from the hospitals were.
She was taking witness statements- or rather, sneakily doing so. As a student, Anna had no real right to take them. However, she had to know! As she spoke to people, more and more information was gathered. Once again, something shocking appeared. Well, not shocking but... well, something Anna hadn't expected yet did at the same time. In the epicenter of everything, a certain school uniform was mentioned over and over.
PHS# 552.
Looking down, she'd read through her notes, nodding softly before moving to leave. Anna had a story to write. |
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Post by Siobhan Arden on Aug 13, 2015 20:22:09 GMT -5
Siobhan opens her stinging eyes, gravel digging into the side of her cheek, and honestly, she feels like shit. Her head is still fuzzy, and for a moment she wonders where exactly she is. Flooding inwards comes the moments of earlier before she was knocked unconscious. There was an enemy... Sitting up too quickly, the blood floods from her head, making her body sway dangerously. Placing a firm hand down to steady herself, Siobhan blinks slowly and tries to survey her area. Luckily for her, no one that could be a threat has noticed her, but there are paramedics swarming the area.
"Just my luck..."
Muttering to herself, Siobhan stands in cautious movements, trying to not upset her already bruised body. A sharp pain sings from her arm. Oh that's right... I got shot. Siobhan glances down at the blood soaked make-shift bandage, hoping that it doesn't get infected. She is surprised she woke up with the amount of blood that has probably escaped through the wound, but the Arden family is tough. No doubt some of the special "enhancers" she receives has something to do with it. Quickly checking her phone as she stands, Siobhan grimaces at the unanswered messages. She is way past her deadline to be home after the day's earlier mission and there will be hell to pay.
"Guess that's just how it is."
Sighing, the girl drags her battered body away from the scene and swarming rescue members, waving off all attempts to give her emergency first-aid. There isn't a point. Siobhan will just be receiving more bruises later on. Briefly she wonders where the Sentinel or not-a-PHS#552-student-with-wings has disappeared to. Siobhan doesn't know. She doesn't think about it anymore.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 14, 2015 7:33:46 GMT -5
Teufel woke up to the texture of pain and the smell of antiseptics. "Ow...damnit..." He muttered to himself as he managed to sit up straight, then reached up to touch his head, just to make sure the two black antlers were still there, and to his relief they were. But something felt different about them. Giving them a light tap with his fingers, they indeed felt sturdier and stuff.
On to the next part of which he got totally wrecked by; his entire lower torso. Lifting up the blanket that covered him, he saw his lower body covered in bandages and looking quite limb. Remebering the injury that resulted into the results; falling no off a building Teufel tried wiggling or getting them to move; no change. He tried again and Tapped them lightly, nothing. Hit them as hard as he could; no feeling in them at all. teufel's face paled considerably when he realized that he couldn't do anything from the waist down, would this be permanent? One last thing, looking down at the bandaged legs, Teufel noticed something missing. Coving the blanket back on him, he conspicuously unraveled some of the bandages...and...oh hell no. 'They...THEY FUCKING APUTATED MY DICK!' He thought angerily as he wrapped the bandages back, trying to grasp the concept of being dickless and probably crippled. Sitting up straight, he began to laugh at the ironic cruelty of the situation while tears started to stream down his cheeks.
"Damn...in fucked aren't I...?" He said to know one in particular
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Post by Bianca "Reine" Lucani on Aug 14, 2015 19:02:57 GMT -5
i can't drown my demons
they know how to swim + @tagged1 + @tagged2 + short note + more if u need | "Reine!"
Bianca's little sister was running up to her excitedly, handing her a disheveled doll. The biggest smile wason her face as she looked up at Bianca through large, crimson hues.
"Play with me, Reine!"
Bianca smiled, patting her on the head and taking the doll. The two of them would be playing together, pretending as though their dolls were a queen and her daughter, and Reine was taking Lumiere around the kingdom and introducing her to all the lovely people.
The two of them were sitting happily when Nero woke up and came out to join them, and Umbra looked at him excitedly, asking him to play the king. "Kaiser, pleaseeee?" She asked him, and he laughed lightly, nodding and joining them.
They thought they would always have days like this, always have days where, no matter what happened, they'd always have each other to fall back on...
"You piece of shits..."
Bianca was hanging from the wall, chains binding her arms above her head. Nero and Umbra were on either side of her. All three of them were bloody and beaten, and their parents stood in front of them, bloody clubs in their hands. Through defiant, desperate eyes, Umbra stared at them, trying to plea for their lives.
"M-mommy... dad...dy..."
A loud sickening crack could be heard as they brought the club across Umbra's face, and she was in too much pain to even cry out. Her body was shaking in pain, her feet dangling above the ground, desperately trying to find the ground beneath them.
"You... fucking demons... who said you could speak?" The dad growled, slapping Umbra again. In the darkness of the basement, the sound of a blade being drawn could be heard. Bianca looked on in horror to see their mother approaching with a knife.
"Mommy... daddy... p-please..." She begged, but they covered her mouth, as she tried to scream in protest. Bianca and Nero were screaming now too.
"No! Stop! Please, don't do this! Not to her!" Bianca cried out, and she watched in horror as they plunged the knife into Umbra's stomach, her screams quietly muffled as her body convulsed and she was kicking, trying to get away.
The next few moments all happened so fast. They advanced on Bianca next. She felt the knife inside of her, that piercing hot metal, coated in her sister's own blood. They stabbed Nero, and left. In their desperation, the weakened Bianca and Nero managed to break free from their chains, and as Bianca held her dying sister's body in her arms, Umbra's last words never left her...
"Please, live on, Bianca... you're... my queen..." She spoke with a sad smile. And through the tears, Bianca spoke quietly. "And... you'll always be... my light..."
The next few memories all flashed through Bianca's mind so fast. The fight with their parents when they came back. Nero nearly being killed. Bianca smashing her father's head in with the same club that they used on them. The sharp knife slashing against their mother's throat. Burying their sister in the house, and Nero learning to use his blood in his moment of crisis... It all happened so fast. And that day followed Bianca forever, always haunting her. She failed her sister, and with Nero's death... she failed him too.
Bianca was on a dark road all alone, running as fast as she could as the sound of wings trailed behind her hauntingly. She looked behind her as she ran, not seeing anything. Her breath was heavy, panting hard as she continued to sprint down this endless street. The sound grew louder, and the white hair girl desperately kept going, despite the growing pain in her gut from running for so long.
Looking ahead of her, she saw that she wasn't along anymore. The bodies of those she cared about or knew lined the streets. She saw Sirynn laying on the ground, lifeless. She saw Vivi's body on top of a destroyed car, her weapon laying broken just inches away. Kenji was pinning to a wall, with a car crushing the lower half of his body, the life had left his eyes long ago.
She kept running, trying to get away from it all, but the wings... oh god, the wings. Why did they grow louder? Why couldn't it go away? It sounded haunting. It was driving her mad. It was as if it was coming from her mind, rather than from a distance. Why... why wouldn't it leave her alone?
In front of her, she saw a figure standing there, and she skidded to a halt, nearly falling over as she keeled over in pain, panting heavily, sweat dripping down her forehead and cheeks. Her hair was sticking to her forehead by now. The figure came into focus, and her eyes widened as she saw it was Nero. He looked at her weakly, blood leaking from his mouth.
"You... let me... die... Reine..." He sputtered out, his stomach suddenly bursting open with blood. Bianca stood back, screaming, and from Kaiser's stomach, she saw the Sentinel burst forth, flying towards her. She grabbed Bianca and pinned her to the ground, hissing, while Bianca screamed and fought to get her off of her. In her struggle, she ended up hitting the Sentinel's mask off, and what she saw terrified her. It was her little sister, staring down at her.
"YOU FAILED US, REINE." She screamed in Bianca's face, and the last thing Bianca saw was that horrifying, gaping mouth coming for her.
"You failed us all, Bianca..." She heard her own voice say...
In the hospital, Bianca was tossing and turning her sleep, screaming randomly, muttering things about Lumiere, about Kaiser, about her parents. She was begging them to stop. She kept apologizing, crying out in agony. She was broken, in agony. The bandages that adorned her beaten, bloody body were tearing off as she struggled in her sleep, and blood would leak out from her wounds. Her long, silver hair, usually tied up, laid down all around her face and shoulders, and the knife scar on her torso was completely visible now that she was left so helpless and defeated.
"No... Kaiser... Lumiere... I'm..."
Dark energy began to form around her, building up slowly. Suddenly, she sat up in her bed, her eyes shooting open as she began to scream, feeling all of the pain of waking up into reality now. Her near death experience and her dark memories haunting her, taking her mind and soul apart.
"I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'M SO SORRY!" She screamed out, as the dark energy of the Sentinel erupted from her body, pushing doctors and objects in the room alike far away from her from the sheer force of it. And in the epicenter of it all sat Bianca, clutching her head in her hands as she continued screaming in her agony.
(OOC: Sentinel's Standard: (Cannot be upgraded.) +5 Int. With a portion of the Sentinel's energy transferred into Bianca, she has gained the ability to emit dark energy from her body in droves, though doing so sends her mind further and further through a downward spiral. One post per 20 Int, Bianca can act as a Standard, rooting herself in place. The dark energy in her body builds up to a point where it can no longer be contained, and erupts from her body in all directions, doing damage to all parties it touches equal to her total Int. Cannot pass through objects, meaning any targets having someone or something in front of them would result in them not taking the attack.) | © seadra of gs |
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Post by ❤️ sirynn the hungry ❤️ on Aug 14, 2015 20:17:29 GMT -5
i'll do anything  YOU GOT ME GOING CRAZY once sirynn had gotten bianca's body on the helicopter, she wouldn't have let go of her friend's hand. sirynn was terrified that if she let go that she too would disappear and leave her alone. her chubby clammy fingers would squeeze her friend's hand tightly as she was brought in to be treated for her wounds, never once leaving her side.
sirynn herself refused medical treatment. she couldn't, not just yet. she had to make sure bianca woke up from the attack. she just had to know that her friend was okay. she had to be strong until then, no matter how much her body screamed at her to lay down and give up, to at least get some pain killers into her.
she would sit in the chair beside bianca's hospital bed, and watch the doctors and nurses do their work. concern and fear was written all over the young girl's face, and sirynn had never felt this much hurt in her heart before. the ache in her heart for bianca's safety hurt so much worse than the wounds the sentinel gave her. nothing would hurt as bad as they way bianca looked laying there defenseless and hurt.
"bi....?" she would croak out when bianca would toss and turn in her sleep, her voice raw from screaming and crying. sirynn would move her chair closer to the bed, and squeeze her hand tighter. could bianca hear her? would... would she ever care that she was there?
"hey bianca... it's ok.." she would brush some hair out of the girl's face, and rest her own forehead against the hand she was holding. "i'm right here with you, ok...? i pinky promise i won't leave you until you're all better.."
the tiny girl knew what it was like to be left all alone. her life had been a series of locked doors and silence, so much silence that it caused her to have a desperation to be somewhere, anywhere where she could be accepted. she craved the dream of having a family, and here she was sitting beside a member of her new family that she couldn't stand up for. if only she had been stronger, than maybe bianca wouldn't be in the condition that she was. she choked back the guilt that built a lump in the back of her throat.
she would lift her head when bianca would start to speak more coherently, fear gripped her as she watched bianca's body become more and more covered in dark energy. sirynn would turn to the doctors, hoping they could escape in time.
"please.. GET OUT NOW!" she would yell desperately, her voice breaking. the tiny girl couldn't protect them all from what was coming, she didn't even know what was coming. what was happening to bianca?
"bianca it's me!! sirynn! wake up!!" she would cry as her friend sat up, and sirynn would be pushed back by the blast. she would force her exhausted body to push through it, and she would hold onto bianca tightly, wrapping her arms around her body. tears would fall from her eyes through the pain, her teeth clenched tightly. but she couldn't let go, no matter what bianca did to her. she couldn't let her friend suffer alone.
"BIANCA WAKE UP! PLEASE I'M RIGHT HERE, JUST WAKE UP! YOU'RE SAFE! I'M HERE!" sirynn would cry, trying to use her own weight and strength to force bianca to lay down. she would sob into her friend's shoulder, shaking as she tried to calm her down. she was so, so scared for her.
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Post by Vivi Perish on Aug 14, 2015 20:37:25 GMT -5
Some people are born with tornadoes in their lives, but constellations in their eyes
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Piper had once told her that everyone wants to be a hero. Vivi doubted that was always the case. With her, she just felt like… she needed to save everyone to redeem herself. When she thought about it, perhaps that was selfish… but then again, she was no saint, was she?. What could she say?
It was a nice idea… how so many people believed that when their moment comes, they’ll know exactly what to do. They hope they’ll have what it takes to save someone…. But not everyone does. And you’ll never truly know until you’re tested. Because when a friend is in trouble, you don’t think. You act on instinct.
Vivi sat in a dim side street, her bokken lying next to her. The violet haired girl had her head leaned against a wall behind her, and her hands limp at her sides. She barely moved, and her face showed little expression. If it weren’t for her chest rising in falling with her breathing, she could possibly have been mistake for dead.
Redeem herself… what a fucking joke. It was something she’d wanted since eleven years old, and every chance she’d found along her life had crumbled away in her fingers. Fighting these creatures felt like one of those chances, but once again, she’d failed to be up to par. Would she have felt better if she was one of the people bruised and broken in a hospital bed? Would she feel better if she could by some miracle lift everyone’s spirits after this hell?
She didn’t even know anymore.
There was a particularly heavy weight on her chest that was connected to Sirynn, Valo and Macht’s suffering. Sirynn had only ever been a good friend to her, but when the chance came along to help her she came far too late. Valo, her brother. Fuck being blood related, he was her brother and that was that. She was completely in the dark about what was going on in his life, and BAM he’s been possessed by some creature and forced to fight his friends. Mach had been someone she’d felt she could trust and someone she wanted to support since her early days in the school, and she’d harmed his sister.
What kind of a sick joke was this? As if it wasn't already enough for her to entirely fail Kaya, and her god damn family, now it had to happen with the people she’d met at 552? Pitiful as it was, they were all she had in this world now. Perhaps redemption was a pointless thing to pursue? Not only because it something that always slipped from her reach, but also because what good would it really do? It wouldn’t erase the things she’d done. Nothing could.
It would be lovely to just decide she didn’t care.
Oh, but she did care. She cared so much she felt as though she might bleed from the pain of it. The girl closed her eyes and tried to control her breathing. God fucking damn it. Failure was it’s own kind of pain, as was watching people she cared about suffer. It was one she used to… but at this point, she was beginning to believe she would never ever become numb to it. Even if it continued the rest of her life.
Her old friend's face flashed through her mind, along with her aunt's insensitive words.
"How does it feel, Vivi? Losing the best thing that ever happened to you?"
Vivi put her head in her hands.
"I'm so sorry, Kaya. I know I promised but I... I can't seem to reach it," she whispered, her words barely audible, "Please... somebody give me a chance... to make her proud... I--I fucking promised..."
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Post by Bianca "Reine" Lucani on Aug 15, 2015 16:10:33 GMT -5
i can't drown my demons
they know how to swim + @tagged2 + short note + more if u need | "NO! NO MORE! IT'S MY FAULT! I'M SORRY! PLEASE!"
She continued to scream despite Sirynn holding her back, the voices kept ringing in her head. They wouldn't stop. They wouldn't shut up. She heard Nero's and Umbra's words cutting her deep. She heard her own voice berating her, Reine telling her she was nothing but a failure to everyone around her. The vision of her sister's smile was fading, becoming grotesque behind the visage of blood that coated her memories.
Bianca was kicking and screaming, trying to resist. She couldn't tell it was Sirynn above her. All she saw was that damned Sentinel wearing her sister's face. Her eyes were wide and full of terror, and that desperation in her eyes was unlike anything anyone had ever seen from the white haired girl in years since her sister was killed. She kept fighting, pushing against Sirynn, but the 'Sentinel' was stronger than her, she couldn't force it off.
"Bianca, it's me!"
Please... please... Bianca was shutting her eyes, scared of what she'll see. She heard a voice through it all that didn't belong to herself or her family, but she was afraid of the awful things it'd say to her. She couldn't take anymore. She just wanted it to stop. She wanted everything to stop.
"BIANCA, WAKE UP! PLEASE, I'M RIGHT HERE, JUST WAKE UP! YOU'RE SAFE! I'M HERE!"
Is... is that... She was safe? Her body shaking violently, and feeling that iron grip on her still, she was terrified that she was being tricked. She was scared that she was going to be hurt further. She was afraid. But that voice, it didn't sound malicious like the others...
She slowly opened her eyes, seeing not the Sentinel or her sister, but Sirynn there, pleading to her. She was calling to her, trying to snap her out of her trance. She was alive, the Sirynn she saw dead was nothing but a nightmare.
The dark energy around Bianca finally dissipated, fading as though it were never there, and Bianca began to cry for the first time since she was younger. She'd reach for Sirynn, pulling her close into a hug, and would start crying loudly into her shoulder.
"Sirynn... I... you're okay... oh my god, I'm so sorry... I'm sorry..."
She choked out through her wails. The tough Bianca was nowhere in sight. She became the young girl who lost a sister a long time ago. Her walls were down, and all anyone could see now was a scared, crying girl who lost everything as she sobbed into the shoulder of her friend.
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Post by ❤️ sirynn the hungry ❤️ on Aug 15, 2015 16:32:49 GMT -5
i'll do anything YOU GOT ME GOING CRAZY sirynn would keep holding bianca tightly as she struggled, not caring if her friend hurt her. when bianca finally settled down and opened her eyes, sirynn would loosen her grip on bianca. her own face was tear-stained and covered in her on snot. she would wipe her gross face on arm, only to be pulled into a tight hug by bianca.
"shhh, it's okay bi... i got you..." the tiny girl would whisper, squeezing her friend tightly and rubbing her back to try and calm her down. they were just kids in this messed up word, each going through their own traumas. their battle against terrified sirynn to her core - she didn't want to live in a world where people would sacrifice themselves for her. she wanted to be someone who could protect everyone - to protect the fragile girl that she held in her arms. if she could do that, then maybe her daddy would be proud of her. maybe then she would be a person worthy enough to have friends, to have a family..
sirynn would pull away slightly from bianca, cupping her face in her hands. she would look her friend in the eyes, sniffling as she spoke. "i promise i won't leave you, bianca. i promise. i promise on chicken nuggets and everything important to me, okay? we'll get through this together. i'll always have your back."
the cottonball would give a weak smile to her friend, and get more comfortable on her hospital bed. sirynn could get treatment later. for now she had a much more important job to do.
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Post by Caelum Magnus-Stärke on Aug 17, 2015 15:49:15 GMT -5
If I were God, just for a day
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Caelum made his way into the hospital, having just recently made it to the city. The devastation around him surprised him, seeing nothing but wanton destruction everywhere that he looked. Many people were seriously hurt, and it looked like the city had gone through a war. How did all of this happen? And where did this terrible feeling welling up inside of him come from?
He passed by many who were injured in the hospital, many of them having suffered the most grievous wounds he could imagine as they were missing limbs or bleeding everywhere. Others were talking crazy, about some kind of black mist and seeing monsters. Was a chemical weapon involved? Was his aunt okay?
Learning the location of her room from a receptionist, Caelum made his way through the halls, trying to get past everyone to get to her. He stopped dead in his tracks soon when he saw a familiar shade of red hair, despite it not being the room he was told to go to. Peeking inside, his eyes widened. Is that...
"...Macht?"
Caelum walked into the room, trying to get a good look at his cousin. He looked like he had been through Hell itself. It had been twelve years since he last saw him, but here he was... grown up, and bleeding from head to toe. And his eye... was he missing an eye?
His eyes moved to the bed, seeing a woman there with a face that he had held in memories for the longest time. She was in terrible shape, from the look of it, and being here in the same room as them... it made Caelum hate himself for not being there for them. Were they victims of what just happened out there?
"Is that... Is that Jenny...?" He looked around the room desperately. "And where's Marko? Macht..." He crouched close to his cousin. "What the hell happened here...?"
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