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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 gonna make you bend and break.
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THE IRON DRAGON
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Post by Macht Stärke on Aug 12, 2015 10:31:04 GMT -5
 | take a break i don't need to patrol every damn day. sometimes it's nice to just sit back and relax, if i can find the time.
It was lunchtime at #552, and rather than patrol as he usually did, Macht simply sat out in the courtyard on the edge of the fountain. His presence seemed to have scared off many, much to the large redhead's disdain, so he spent this time alone, simply staring up at the sky through his one eye. He had a lot of time to think about things that were going on recently, and wasn't sure if he liked it - but he had it regardless.
After a long silence, Macht stood from the fountain and walked a few feet away from it. So much had happened in this exact spot - he lost to Leon here, he lost to Allen here, tapped into Sarah's true potential here, he fought the Ghoul here... it was becoming a damn landmark at this point.
"You've got too much history to you," Macht said with a sigh as he leaned down and tugged at a patch of grass with his prosthetic arm.
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 12, 2015 11:49:37 GMT -5
'Great.'
His house was filthy. His bags strewn about the house. He hadn't talked to Phoebe or Aaron in months, and he was only accepted a few hours ago back into the school, on a term to term basis. Yet, when deciding to take his free period to enjoy the courtyard, he just happened to run into the School Captain. Allen held no love in his heart for the title anymore- he once strove to have it, but after the problems with Riot and what happened with the others....he left it in the past.
"Didn't I kick your ass, once?"
He would grin, holding a hand up to placate the fellow.
"Eaaaasy Big Dog. Was a joke. Though...we did fight here. This must be a favorite spot of yours. I don't know if we were ever introduced- my name is Allen."
He would hold out his hand for the Captain to shake, his first re-introduction to the sadistic halls of 552.
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I'm gonna make you bend and break.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Aug 13, 2015 12:00:38 GMT -5
| take a break i don't need to patrol every damn day. sometimes it's nice to just sit back and relax, if i can find the time.
Macht looked up at the sound of a voice, only slightly disgruntled at what it spoke until he saw who said it. He cocked a brow, standing to his feet, and a small grin formed on his lips. "Well I'll be damned," he replied, taking the hand and shaking it firmly. "Last I saw you you disappeared mid nut-stomp and I thought I was bat-shit crazy - good to finally meet you after all this time. Macht." He jerked his fake thumb at his chest as he said his name and would release the other man's hand, letting his own fall to his side.
"You must not be so smart if you'd come back to this hellhole by choice. What gives?"
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user is offline ●
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Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 13, 2015 12:09:54 GMT -5
Ah, the nut shot. Allen liked to see himself as an honorable fighter, but he did what he had to do against opponents who has huge physical differences with him. With Macht, it was his sheer size. With the girl, Paige, it was her reach. He never second guessed himself, but would still give a humoring wince at what Macht said.
"Yeah, I would say I'm sorry about that, but alls fair in love and war right? Still, not one of my proudest moments. I'm talking the nut shot bit, not the vanishing into thin air bit."
He would glance around the school at Macht's statement. Yeah, kid had that right. This place was a bit of a shit hole, and Allen was one of the few who used to run in back in the day. He returned not out of choice but more...out of necessity. He wasn't about to give that information up freely though. He would shrug and grin, turning his eyes back to Macht.
"Eh, I actually kinda like it here. Most people are "what you see is what you get" types, and they don't beat around the bush. I see you've one well for yourself in the time I was gone, Captain. You got to where I used to want to be...must have been a hell of a road getting there."
He glanced at the man's arm in overt indication of just how bad it must have been.
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