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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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"You remind me of my mother..." (Sarah/Open)
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 16, 2015 13:05:00 GMT -5
OOC: Sarah Posts first. Allen set down his pencil. Looking up at the clock, he would rub his eyes. Seven? It was...already so late. He could see the dim orange glow out the window, casting purplish hues across the sky. He took a deep breath and stuck his items away in his backpack before standing from the library. If he was going to basically live here, the lease he could do is watch the sunset. Once he reached the stairwell he took them two at a time, trying to make sure to challenge himself whenever he could. He pushed open the door to the roof and took a deep breath, walking out and closing his eyes, feeling the sun kiss his skin. " Ahh....wonderful." He would set down his pack and rummage through it for something to drink. TAGS: Sarah Crestwell |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 16, 2015 13:18:34 GMT -5
"Eh?" Sarah rolled over at the sound of someone opening the door to the roof. She rolled over and stood up, a bit sloshed still from the drinking she had been doing. Her body needed to be cleansed but she enjoyed the feeling and the rush. "Who iss you?" She asked as she looked at the guy who had clearly shown up to wake her up.
He was looking through his bag for something, "You aren't gonna pull a gun out are ya?" She was still waking up as she shook her head slightly. "No wait wait, school.. five five two... fights, fighters, are you looking to fight me?" She held her hand out, "The name is Sarah, Sare ahhhh, Sera... Que sera Sarah. Heh. Sarah, is my name."
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 16, 2015 13:26:06 GMT -5
Allen watched her, blinking several times while trying to make sense of what she was saying. Clearly....clearly she was hammered. He would give a disarming smile, trying to calm her down before he would take her hand and shake it gently.
"Pleased to meet you Sarah, I'm Allen. I actually came out to watch the sunset."
He had no idea if she was going to try and fight him or not. He took his hand back, leaving it at his side with a little smile still on his face. If he just....kept up the appearance of someone not wanting to get into it, perhaps she wouldn't take it as an affront to who she was on a personal level.
Right. Because drunk people were always so logical.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 16, 2015 13:32:39 GMT -5
"Oh, the sunset..." She thought about it out loud. "I used to want to watch the sunset... with my boyfriend... but then I lost my arm and needed space... and now he's being a jerk..."
She turned to look at Allen, "Why are you all such jerks? I mean.. I could have gotten a girlfriend, I could have dated a few people by now but...." She slumped against the wall of the doorway structure, dropping down hard onto her bottom and letting out an 'oof'. "It's just not fair, life. You know?" She pointed over to her bag, "If you want to have some tequila there's plenty over there. Join me in my miserable drunkeness or maybe cheer me up. One or the other. I can also order us some pizza. You think they'd deliver to the roof?"
She thought about it a little more, "A distraction... a distraction would be cool. Like a fight, getting hit feels nice sometimes... endorphin, nature's upper."
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 16, 2015 13:50:48 GMT -5
"I...don't drink. I'm only fifteen. But I'm sure we could get Pizza if you wanted..."
He glanced back at her as she mentioned fighting again. He had stretched this morning, and since he got his cast off last night he was feeling much better. And...perhaps giving the girl something to think about other that her ex....or maybe the exercise would get that alcohol bled out of her system. He would clear his throat.
"I...wouldn't mind a spar if you really want one."
He didn't know how strong she was- he just knew that here at 552, most people were monsters in their abilities. He doubted she would be any different. Turning back, he touched his ribcage, which was still wrapped but mostly healed. He was sure...he could handle it.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 16, 2015 14:00:42 GMT -5
"Spar huh? Ssssparrrrr I like that word," she pushed herself up again and made her way over. "Hold on," She said as she called a number on her phone. "Yeah hey, yeah, uhh this is Sarah Crestwell... no I'm not home... yeah, the school. I'm on the roof though, is that gonna be a problem?... Of course I'll tip well it's me.. My name might as well be Sarah Tipswell.... yeah just peperonis all over the god damned thing. And some soda, pepsi and coke, go to the store if you gotta for the other. I don't know what he prefers... alright cool."
She dropped the phone after hanging up. "Cool we can fight till the pizza guy gets here, and then there'll be pizza and soda... cus yer 15. 15 year olds don't drink..." She was telling herself that to remind herself that she was the one who was out of the norm so that she wouldn't be offended by the kid not partaking. It was, after all, his choice.
"Okay let's spar... I will go easy on you. Oh, and I'll pay for the pizza." She pulled out a few twenties and showed which pocket she had them in. "In case I pass out feel free to grab the cash from there."
She put her hand back up, palm facing forward, feet slighlty more than shoulder width apart, right foot drawn back left foot and her left hand leading. "Let's do this."
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 16, 2015 14:10:51 GMT -5
He blinked a few times, still perplexed by this woman. She was...a very interesting character. He decided he liked her, a wisp of a grin appearing on his lips. Even if she drank and wanted to brawl, she seemed like she had a very...go with the flow attitude. It reminded him of his brother. His smile faded a little at the thought of Aaron. Perhaps she too, like Aaron, saw too many things worth forgetting, and so decided to drown it in alcohol and humor.
"Okay...Thank you, for the food. Here I come then!"
He would move forward, heading toward her at an even pace. Once close enough he would throw out a short snap kick for the inside of her right leg. The point was to wobble her a little, which appeared would be all that was needed to take her off her feet. He kept his hands up by his face, right hand by his chin, his left about a foot further toward her and open, palm facing her.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 16, 2015 14:17:47 GMT -5
"Whaohohoho!" She said as her knee was kicked in from the back and she nearly fell face forward, reaching her right --- oh yeah she forgot. "SHIT!" She faceplanted at the complete lack of a right arm to help her from falling at that angle, "Man you have some speed to you..."
It would have gone better for Sarah had she remembered that in addition to not having a right arm, her left eye was shut tight by Sigil, obscuring her vision of her entire left side and completely leaving her defenseless. She stood up and adjusted, putting her right in the lead, her left hand coming across her body as she bounced on the balls of her feet.
"Okay, that... that should work better... mulligan, let's go!" She would send a kick for his hip with her right foot, a stomp of sorts more than a swing, her left hand extended back the opposite way to balance herself a bit.
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 16, 2015 14:29:55 GMT -5
WWLD (What would Leon do?)
Test her strengths, of course.
It's quite obvious his kick did little to no damage, which meant she could take a blow- he hadn't held back at all, and the only thing it did was knock her down. Not good. He would shrug a little at her comment, reaching down to help her up.
"It might be the only think I have going for me- not just in this fight, in every fight."
He would take a deep breath as she attacked- the kick connected solidly, Allen making no move to block it. The blow lifted his body and hurled it into the gate around the roof (which, he assumed, prevented jumpers) and causing it to bend outward. He grit his teeth- holy shit, she packed a wallop! There was no way he could take more that a couple of those blows....he would have to steer clear of her and use the drunkedness to his advantage. He lifted his coat a little- his hip, where she kicked, was flecking purple in the shape of her boot. That.....was going to hurt in the morning. And he had no idea if she held back at all. He would push himself back up, groaning.
"Alright....you had your mulligan....there was mine. NOW let's go."
He would rush forward in exactly the same pattern as before but more eager in the pace, intent to press that idea onto her. Instead of going for the kick like he did before or attacking her head on he would attempt to lurch to right (Kuz he did indeed notice the lack of an eye) and crouch low into a spinning leg sweep to take/whisk those feet again. This time (if it worked) he would plant the leg he swept with and kick up with the other to try and send her body skittering a little ways.
Two pronged attack.
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"Welcome to the end of your life, and I promise it's going to hurt."
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Post by Leon Sudeki on Aug 16, 2015 14:36:47 GMT -5
((OoC: Ignore me.))
A disturbance. A change in the direction of the winds. Sudden chill in the air, or was that a spike in heat? Every cell, every atom, every neuron would scream to dodge, look out, as if your spidey sense were tingling. At least that's what the world would describe the next event as. The pizza guy would be on the road, heading for the school to get the good tip from Ms. Tipswell. When a crazy guy on a girls pink bike would come peddling up to the drivers door. The pink and white fringe on the handle bars flapping like mad in protest of the speed.
Leon would ring the little bicycle bell a few times as if honking a car horn. The pizza guy would speed up a bit to escape the obvious drugged out lunatic. Thinking the coast was clear he'd look out his driver's side window to the rear view, sure enough Leon was no where to be seen.
THUMP THUMP
From the roof came such a noise, the pizza guy was startled now, but was used to this kind of thing. He would pull out his pistol and empty the clip into his roof. Suddenly his passenger window would explode! The pizza guy would cover his face and eyes as the vehicle swerved wildly. When he finally was able to uncover his face and look, Leon was sitting calmly in the passenger seat with a leg up the ankle resting on the opposing knee. His left arm stretched out on the seat, over the pizza in the middle of the vehicle.
They sat in silence for several minutes, Leon unblinking with a slight smile on his face, slowly turned his head towards the pizza guy.
"Surrender that which has entered my domain, and you shall walk free."
The pizza guy in fear swung the pistol at him in an attempt to take Leon out, however Leon was not in the mood to play games with this man. Someone, somewhere had spoken the holy word thrice and summoned his wrath. In a flash the vehicle turned sharply and began to flip into a crash, running over several parked cars and a light post. However when police and emergency services arrived they would only find a pizza delivery guy with broken legs and no pizza.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 16, 2015 14:41:22 GMT -5
"Whoa..." She said when it connected. Nobody took hits from her like that, then again this guy was new to her so maybe he didn't quite understand that she was a part of the Buff Bara Babe Brigade, or that she was someone who had beaten the first pillar, or that she was someone who definitely wasn't to be taken lightly in a fight. "Sorry I didn't think you'd take it, let's keep goin I guess."
With her right side leading as he came in fast he came in to try and get into her blindspot, her head following as he went for a sweeping kick. She knew he was going for the blindspot but as the sweep came around she grounded herself, dropping and touching the ground with her hand. The hit connected but she remained up, and should he try to kick her again she'd continue remaining upright, nudged slightly but otherwise fine. "Close..."
She covered her mouth for a moment, feeling sick briefly. "If this keeps up I'll have to cleanse..."
She looked over and her left hand would swing around in a backhand punch aimed for his face. She sniffed the air, "Something terrible just happened..."
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 16, 2015 14:52:17 GMT -5
He didn't try to kick when he saw her bend forward. Instead, he spun away from her backhand, coming to his feet. Then he would try and football punt her in the ribs! Rather than press the advantage as he should, he would pause and turn to the sky.
"It's as though a single voice cried out in terror and was suddenly silenced....my stomach...is rumbling. Odd...."
He would blink and refocus on her, his moment giving her time to probably return to her feet (assuming, of course, his football kick took her down). He could go toe to toe with her, he felt....but she didn't hardly feel the hits. There was no way he could battle her in a spar unless he went for soft spots- like the eyes, nose, ears or jugular. He couldn't do those as it wasn't really a fight, just something to do for fun. He put his hands on his knees.
"Maybe this is what Zoe meant...."
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 16, 2015 14:59:20 GMT -5
"Zoe?" She asked as she thought about it, the kick to her ribs registered but her hand would reach to grab and secure his leg in place against her ribs, thinking about Zoe for a moment. The girl had been a colossal bitch to the music teacher, had ignored her in shop class relentlessly, and even was a jerk in that one after school deal with the whole advanced technology that could be used to help her learn how to use her left hand.
"Never listen to Zoe... that girl's such a bitch..." She said. If she had his leg she would simply stand up and swing around, tossing him by the leg across the rooftop but in a safe direction, not toward the edge of the roof. "Also... what would you say about my fighting style? How would you describe me.. I'm curious."
She knew that fairly soon she would have to cleanse herself just so that she didn't accidentally hurt the guy. She didn't want to punch with her full strength or kick with her full strength but she hadn't the means to really control that while inebriated.
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 16, 2015 15:08:10 GMT -5
Allen wouldn't wait as she paused- that grip was tenacious. His right leg bring his dominant side, she clasped that viciously. So, being that her head was pointing to his left he would try and drop kick her in the head with his free leg- maybe that would hurt a bit, maybe it would just stun her. If it connected, at least he could show he wasn't giving up, and he throw would indeed send him flying, almost in slow motion, like a rag doll. He would land and roll, grunting with every hit. Planting a palm, he would flip his body up into a sort of "linebacker" position, his form still sliding from her strength. He took several deep breaths, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple. Fuck...she was way too strong. He would reach down and touch his still-bandaged ribs. He would stand and let his hand slide back down to his side. " Honestly...You're a wall. No, worse. When I punch a wall, it cracks. You don't. That's amazing, and a huge advantage. But you rely heavily on that, rather than technical skill. If I was someone who was...stronger, it could be damaging to your ability to perform in a sustained battle. But if you were to develop those skills or, if you have them, use them more in combat, you would be more than a wall- you'd be a monster." He grinned, wincing. He wasn't done yet, not even close. But he was getting no where here. At least he saw how he was matching up. |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 16, 2015 15:20:08 GMT -5
Sarah began laughing extremely hard. The kick to her face had shown her that he was going to take whatever hits he could get in, which was good. "Good... good..." She said as she felt her system cleanse. She would point to herself, "I'll show you... two of my tricks. Well, three but one you probably can't really see, you just have to keep an eye out for." She knew that she hadn't gathered enough blood stacks, but she could at least show of her Qi and a few of her items. She felt the alcohol cleanse from her system as she took in a deep breath. "When I started here my body was frail, I wasn't tough at all. Any hit would hurt me."
She looked at him, knowing she couldn't take offensive action but she could at least open her eye up, and show a display of true speed. "Release." Her left eye opened, looking straight at the boy. She cracked her neck, having sobered up and become farm more thoughtful in more ways than one. She could perceive many things in the area and then she activated her ring, feeling herself become faster.
She would burst in a blur of speed around the roof to behind the boy, who would notice himself considerably slower. "And what would you say of me now?" She whispered into his ear.
[OOC: Doing this in the order of Sarah's qi/item use.
Tier 1 Qi : Cleanse (Use 1/8): During a post making no offensive moves, Sarah may use her Qi energy to cleanse her body of pollutants and negative effects such as statistical negatives from consumables or negatives from other individuals Qi's clearing up to -10 stats overall per 5 int. This can NOT be used to cleanse her own Qi's negative impacts. Sarah's focus during this time lowers, giving her -5 Wisdom during this post. This process also detoxifies substances like alcohol from her system.
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Sigil of the Red Sun: A tattoo which extends scarification over her left eye, forcing it closed through it's enchantment. While the eye is closed Sarah suffers 1/2 Wisdom rounded down (25 wisdom normal becomes 12, etc.) Once Sarah says "Release" with the intent to release the hold over her eye it opens and for half the amount of posts the eye was closed Sarah slows down her opponent with the power of it's gaze. The dexterity they suffer is equal to the amount of Wisdom Sarah suffered but can not exceed her int. (If Sarah has 80 wisdom and 30 int, they suffer -30 dex instead of -40, etc.) Can not bring a person's Dex below 5.
[Allen suffers -30 Dexterity for 3 posts]
After using sigil (so as not to affect Sigil's debuff)
Ring of the Red Sun: (Use 1/4) Once per 10 int Sarah's item definitions change, any place where an item would effect the dexterity stat that change affects constitution. Any item which would read constitution changes now changes dexterity. The effect does not count as a temporary item boost as it does not boost stats and those items may still be performed on top of this, it merely temporarily redefines the item alterations given by items.
Str: 67
Dex: 75
Con: 30
Int: 40
Wis: 55
Bld: 48 (received 4 kicks)]
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