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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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The great migration (Musashi)
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Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2015 14:56:15 GMT -5
Teufel hobbled his way through the halls, dragging his books behind him, as he wore leg braces along with crutches, since after falling off the building about two days ago, he was crippled from the waist down, and tragically lost his dick, having to get it amputated. Move over Toothless the Night Dragon, now there's Dickless the Eunuch Dragon. Teufel hadn't told anyone about his....organ amputation, not even his closet friends...ish or even Dan. Teufel didn't have a lot of friends in general. Anyone around him could tell it was his legs because one they were wrapped in medical bandages, and two, today he wore shorts, so it was even more apparent. Hobbling towards no where in particular, he tripped and fell. 'Damnit..' He thought, trying to use his hands to push himself up but failing. His antlers didn't help either, even though they got stronger for some reason, he had to balance his head so it wouldn't tilt in one direction or another, and with the crippled legs it sure was pretty hard to. "Damnit damnit damnit.." He muttered quietly. Musashi Hattori |
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Aug 16, 2015 16:07:41 GMT -5
"Thats odd."
The Hattori muttered to himself as he slowly traveled down the hallways of 552. The crowd wasn't in its usual chaos, but everyone seemed to be focused on one individual. Usually he wasn't the one to bother himself with situations like this one, but it was just to different to pass up. For a brief moment the crowd would clear up and he could see a kid with antlers with a plethora of injuries. "Damn, I'm guessing he probably got jumped not too long ago." He'd say shaking his head as he attempted to walk over to the kid to see what might have happened to him, but before he could get to him the kid fell. "Geez kid, cant be walking around here looking like that dude." The Hattori muttered as he walked over to try helping the kid off the ground. "You shouldn't be at school dude, plus your drawing way to much attention to yourself. BUT, since you here I'll help you up. Whats your name kid?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2015 18:38:08 GMT -5
Teufel looked up to see an older student right by him. He looked sorta older then Teufel, and waay taller. The assist from him helped greatly, and pretty soon Teufel was back on his feet...only not really, "thanks for the help mister! But I can't really skip school, I have to try and learn. It's not like I can really go anywhere else with these legs!" he said sincerely, tapping the leg braces on him with his crutches. He didn't mind they crowd, eventually they'll go away, right? "My name's Teufel, it's nice to meetcha mister! What's yours?" He asked,, not noticing his change and sudden worsening of grammar.
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Aug 16, 2015 18:49:07 GMT -5
No wonder this kid got beat up. He's actually here to learn.
The Hattori thought to himself shaking his head. He had to admire the fact that the kid actually wanted to do something with his life. But maybe everyone wasn't as smart as him and couldn't afford to skip class all the time. Even if it meant your health was going to be affected. Still this kid was making the wrong choice by coming to school looking like that. He was practically asking to be some gang members bitch. Musashi tried staying away from people like this, but this one seemed like a special case. He didn't want the school to rob him of his light. "Nice to meet ya Teufel, I'm Musashi Hattori. Junior Student and all that good stuff." He'd say patting the kid on the head. "For starters, how about we get out of these hallways. The courtyard is usually empty around that time. So how bout it?"
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2015 19:00:20 GMT -5
Teufel continued to smile and didn't at all mind the pat on his head, as he seemed to get a lot of pats on the head often. Maybe it was his short height, or the fact he was freakinng 13 and a half. The half mattered obviously.. Back to the point. Teufel nodded his head when the courtyard suggestion came up. That sounded pretty swell. He began to hobble at and average pace, for a cripple like himself anyway. "Yeah! Courtyard sounds great! Shall we go mister Musashi?" He asked politely.
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Aug 16, 2015 19:30:50 GMT -5
"Good! Now tell me something young lad, what exactly do you hope to accomplish at this here school. You got any goals? Like wanting to be the very best and all that good stuff?" He'd say to the kid seriously, but teasing him at the same time. He never met a guy like this one before and wanted to know what his goals were. Was he literally one of those civilian type people that roamed the school and had normal lives, or what he like him and everyone else he had met who were all immensely involved in the outcomes of the school. If the guy answered the question well enough the Hattori would even consider trying to take him under his wing.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 16, 2015 20:09:01 GMT -5
Teufel pondered the question for a few precious moments. Was he basically asking what his purpose was? Or was it his dreams and hopes. Either way he would take a few moments to think about both and try to meld them into one combined form. After the fight with the sentinal which resulted in his dick amputation, Teufel had taken a sorta, altered look on life. "I guess I kinda wanna be the very best, like no one ever was, mister Musashi, but I know that there's gonna be a lot of people that are always gonna be better, so I guess not. But in long term stuff I guess maybe for my life to have a purpose. I don't want to end up as a sheep and live a pointless paper life. So yeah, to have a purpose I can keep in life before I die and become forgotten. But I wouldn't mind making a few friends along the way!" He replied happily, not knowing of any other intentions or interpretations of what he just said Musashi Hattori |
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Aug 18, 2015 16:13:48 GMT -5
"Ya know kid, you shouldn't get down on yourself too easily. Just because the chances are that you wont be able to accomplish a certain goal doesn't mean you stop trying." He'd say as they got to the doors that would take them to the courtyard outside. The Hattori would make sure to open the door for his new injured acquaintance. "If you want to build something for yourself kid then you have to start hanging out with the right people. In some circles no matter what your always going to be at the bottom because there going to make sure they do everything they can to keep you there. In other circles they do whatever they do whatever they can to assure that you have a chance to surpass even them."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2015 16:36:20 GMT -5
Teufel continued to hobble as he listened to Musashi's advice, and went outside to the courtyard, where he used his crutches to balance himself. 'So hanging out with the right people is the first step? But friends.....how should I make friends...?" He wondered as he stood there, sorta. "The right people and the right circle? Not really like the drug dealers or the criminals....but the people standing for good and for the better change?" He asked curiously, looking only slightly confused. "Are you one of those people?" He asked
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Aug 18, 2015 16:41:51 GMT -5
"Well I guess that all depends on what you considered to be good kid. And what is really change for the better? Because the last time I check no one had an answer for either." He'd say with a grin on his face as he found himself a nice bench to sit on hoping the crippled kid would join him. "But I guess I wouldn't know what to consider myself in the case of the terms. I do want to make change, but who says my way of change is better than anyone else? There a lot of people trying to do the same thing. So who's really bad, and who's really good is really up to the population of the people that go here."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2015 17:56:40 GMT -5
Teufel lowered himself down to sit down next to Musashi, whom Teufel thought he was pretty wise, and that he was kind of cool too! The population to decide what was good or not... That sounded about right. "Right mister Musashi! No one can truly decide what others believe, no one's perfect or part of a higher order after all! So perhaps I'll just try to help people in need and become the very best I can, no matter who's in the way" he nodded, with his eyes twinkling with an hopeful, almost childish innocence.
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Aug 18, 2015 18:25:22 GMT -5
"So what will you do when someone steps in your way. When you two people step in your way. when three, four, and five step in your way. What do you do then?" He'd say to the kid patting him on the shoulder. He didn't means to take the light out of the kids eyes, but he wanted to make sure that his goals were also realistic. It was good that he wanted to help the school, but that was a goal that would not be able to accomplish which such a mindset. The people in this school were cruel, and he could already see that this kid was dealing with his fair share of issues already. |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2015 19:04:05 GMT -5
Teufel put his crutches to the side, removed he leg braces, then lifted his limp bandaged legs in front of him, so it looked like he was curled up in a ball, thinking. He hadn't considered what would happen when someone would get in his way. There were some truly bad people here at this school, and Teufel was sure they would lower themself to kill a cripple like him. But Teufel had worse, and though he was wary and nervous about it, that wouldn't stop him from trying his best to do what he hoped and dreamed to do. "I know I can't help everyone I meet, but you're damn sure I'll try mister Musashi! And when people get in my way I'll just find another way around them. If that doesn't work and there's no way out, I'll just take the pain and grow stronger from it.." He replied softly. Musashi Hattori |
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Aug 19, 2015 23:14:24 GMT -5
"That's what I like to here kid...."
He'd say with a grin on his face as he looked at the kid. He was filled with so much hope, and despite all the things that he had gone through he still wanted to help people. He wondered how far the kid was willing to go to bring about change in the school. This place was corrupt, and trying to go about everything the heroic way wasn't always the answer, but this kid seem to have to be willing to do whatever was necessary to help. "Well if your going to be willing to do something as crazy as save the school then I guess your going to need help... I could offer you that help.." |
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2015 16:01:17 GMT -5
Teufel smiled himself, happy that someone smiled too. He almost felt something in his legs, but that was just his imagination. Now that he had gotten his priority goals straightened, he was determined. Musashi was pretty wise with the world, maybe from experience, and Teufel really appreciated the help that he had given him. When Musashi offered even more help, Teufel was really interested, but intrigued. "What kind of help do you mean mister Musashi?" He asked curiously Musashi Hattori |
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