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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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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 18, 2015 14:36:01 GMT -5
Allen grunted as he threw another kick, hitting the bag sharply and letting out a breath. He was sweating profusely, his arm a little sore from all the blows. He had only had the cast off a few days and had already been in a few fights, more notably with the woman from the roof. He wasn't used to someone being so much stronger than him. He grabbed the bag and clenched his teeth. He needed more.
Not just strength. More of these God like things that just made people walk around snapping their fingers and breaking necks. How could he hope to help anyone against something like that? He would bare his teeth and punch the bag as hard as he could, blasting it off the chain and sending it spiraling into the wall. He slowly lowered his fist and closed his eyes, letting out a breath.
'Guess I'll take a break.'
He headed over to the table and chugged some cool water, using a towel to wipe off his face.
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Post by Liv Carole on Aug 18, 2015 21:09:37 GMT -5
Liv poked her head into the training room, interested with the sounds of a workout. From what she could see, there was only one other in the room, and it was a man. Thank. God. It had been a while since Liv was able to finally confront a boy on his own. Girls were just crawling around this school. Someone seriously needed to call an exterminator about the termite problem. Liv paused a moment, taking a survey of him before walking in with her hands stuffed into the near non-existent pockets of her shorts.
"Good or bad?"
Liv didn't expect him to understand what she meant, but if she showed some appreciation, that would probably score her some points. PHS #552 made things risky, but Liv could respect that. Her whole life was risky, including the choices she chose to indulge herself in. She would walk over beside the boy, cocking her head slightly in an expectant look for a response. When he would respond, that would give her a little more information to begin perfecting the already smudgy layout of him she had formed.
"You're hitting that bag pretty hard..." |
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 19, 2015 0:42:53 GMT -5
Allen would turn his eyes up as the girl entered. Reaching down, he would grab his T-shirt and pull it on over his corded frame, the dark green making his brighter green eyes pop just slightly as he looked her over. He shrugged at her first question before taking another drink. He didn’t really know her well enough to tell her anything about his thoughts, about why he was pushing himself has hard as he did. Her next question though would probably need an answer- he didn’t want to be rude after all. “ I guess I pushed it a little far…” The more he stayed at this school the more he was beginning to feel like a certain pillar that was cold to the bone. Like being home and not around all these people would be best for him and his family at this point. He would stick the bottle in the bag before looking her in the eye. “ You new here?” Small talk….probably the lowest on his list of strong suits. TAG: Liv Carole |
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Post by Liv Carole on Aug 19, 2015 20:57:13 GMT -5
Liv watched the boy carefully, annoyed when he didn't respond how she would've liked. Very well, there would have to be another tactical approach. Noticing his slight reproach at making small talk, Liv decided it would be in her best interest to be confrontational. She had hardly noticed the boy put his shirt back on, let alone his highlighted features. Liv didn't care about appearances, she wanted to wrap chains around their hearts.
"Yeah, it's my first week. Apparently I still have no idea where I'm going either, haha... But I have to ask... If you're annoyed with me, why are you bringing up small talk?"
Liv stared back at the boy, unnerved by the audacity of her question. His answer would prove if he was weak-willed or not. Liv didn't mind weak-willed people, as long as they listened to commands fairly well. Those who didn't take action out of fear or anxiety irritated her. She expected at least a bit of backbone out of this boy, but well, her hopes weren't always fulfilled. Shifting to the side, Liv crossed her arms and finally changed her pensive expression to a pointed one. Well? She wouldn't be patient all day. |
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 21, 2015 19:27:20 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry, forgot to bookmark this!
He cocked an eyebrow.
"Did I say I was annoyed?"
Admittedly, he had been very chilled in his responses, but it wasn't because of anything she said or did- it was mostly due to the event just a few days ago. Working out was a way to clear his mind, and he wasn't used to people intruding. He would continue before she could respond.
"It's just been a long day, so I'm a little pent up. And without the bag I have nothing to burn my energy on so I'll probably have to run for a few miles."
More than a few. Try fifteen to twenty. Get that anger out.
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Post by Liv Carole on Aug 25, 2015 20:56:47 GMT -5
OoC: Ah Sorry, I haven't been able to get on because of my busy schedule!
Liv grinned cheekily to herself. That got more of a response out of him. She would have to tweak her methods a bit more to fine tune towards the boy, but she was making progress. That gave Liv enough encouragement to persist with him. Mulling over her next words, he began speaking more, discussing how he preferred exercise to relieve his anger. God, did everyone do that? Liv thought that was disgusting. Who wanted to go run until your heart tried to beat from your chest and stomach was tight with nausea? Not this girl. Save that for the next jock in line. Nodding to his words like she actually gave half a shit about his exercise regimen, Liv looked him in the eyes while speaking next.
"A few miles? Where to? The school isn't very big unless you're going around the city, but that gets a little complicated. Not to mention I don't know if they'll let you leave before school hours are up." |
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 27, 2015 13:31:51 GMT -5
He shrugged.
"Probably just the track. I didn't intend to leave."
He would glance over her quickly. She didn't seem to be here for a workout, which was why he stuck with that topic. Did she just...usually go poking her head into random rooms and engaging those inside? Not that it bothered him, he just figured she was bored. He would take another drink before tucking it away in his pack. He would glance back over at her.
"So- off topic but, were you at the Riot attack?"
That...that was something he could relate to, but he didn't remember seeing anyone with her flame-like hair..besides the hulk, that is.
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Post by Liv Carole on Aug 30, 2015 17:13:12 GMT -5
Liv blinked at Allen, not aware that the school had a running track. Well, guess there was a first time for everything here. Her mind was rapid firing through multiple scenarios as she thought up the next way to peel apart Allen's head. Anger issues huh, well that's fine. Must be prone to irritation. While thinking around whether or not to make Allen angry, Liv was interrupted by his next question. Arching a slim brow at him, she responded with a voice of confusion despite being annoyed inwardly.
"Riot? What's that?" |
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Post by Allen Hollows on Aug 31, 2015 21:57:46 GMT -5
He gave a little smile.
"Guess that answers that question."
He set the water bottle down before taking a seat.
"Riot is a gang- one that basically runs this city. They've done some shit around, you know...raping people, killing, drugs, weapons- they get into all that. They basically declared war on the school a few months back, right before i left. Was...interesting, for some I guess. Didn't know if you were one of the few monsters I've heard about."
If so, perhaps Allen could have taken his anger out on her, since he blamed them for what happened.
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Post by Liv Carole on Sept 2, 2015 19:53:57 GMT -5
Liv widened her eyes towards Allen at the mention of the gang's violent actions. Oh? They sounded like someone she would want to get on the good side of. She gave Allen a grimace, anger boiling down her veins. How an idiot like him could conclude that Liv was possibly a monster was over her head. It disgusted her. She sure as hell didn't run around raping people or messing with drugs. In fact, Allen was a more likely candidate for that than her. Appearance wise, that is. Taking a moment to form a grimace instead of a hateful look, Liv pondered over taking her anger out on him. It was his fault she was upset.
"Riot sounds awful. I'm guessing a few of their members come to this school then? You seem kind of familiar with them." |
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Post by Allen Hollows on Sept 6, 2015 7:26:06 GMT -5
Allen shook his head.
"No...not that I know of. A lot of us were at the attack though, trying to fight them off. I didn't know if you were there helping us or not. That would have given you a good idea of the type of people that caused my sour mood. Anyway- I've been told a thousand times that people here are so strong I'd cry like a baby fighting one but...everyone here so far has been weak. I was curious if you were one so I could fight you."
He would glance at her, wondering how she might take that.
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Post by Liv Carole on Sept 6, 2015 18:28:33 GMT -5
Liv stared at him with wide eyes for a moment. Then she laughed. Completely laughed in his face, doubled over and open-mouthed. Who? Fight who? Allen wanted to fight her? Oh please. She continued to laugh harder at the idea. Liv looked up at the boy, trying to elaborate why it was so funny before being forced to break off. Oh lord. First she looked like she was in a gang- Liv still didn't know if that was a compliment or not, and then Allen wanted to fight her. Fight her, a girl who weighed in at about 110 lbs. As Liv tried to speak, she kept breaking off in fits of giggles, completely at a loss of how to convey the ridiculousness of his assumption.
"Allen... please... Look at my arms... They're so thin! I can't even throw a punch.." |
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Post by Allen Hollows on Sept 11, 2015 18:10:01 GMT -5
Allen would smile kindly.
"Not that I think you're weak, I just meant if you were one of the strongest ones, I'd like to. Obviously, that won't be happening now."
He sighed and took a seat on the bleachers, leaning back and using his forearms to prop himself.
"The students here who think they are so cool and so buff...just sat around and let Riot get strong again. And I just...can't understand that. And I can't understand siding with them either. Just...makes me regret even coming to this place."
Boy...did he regret it....
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Post by Liv Carole on Sept 13, 2015 15:36:22 GMT -5
Liv still had a smile on her face although she had managed to calm herself down. Good thing he has a sense of humor, that could've went sour. The girl still looked pleasant but her eyes had grown serious. "If you were one of the strong ones..." Liv didn't like that statement. Her appearance was exactly how she came. Liv knew she wasn't strong and her body image was meant to display that to others. There was no doubt in her mind that Allen could overpower her. If that's so, what makes him think I could be a strong member of such a gang? The answer wasn't pleasing. The aura. Liv was forced to assume that there was some kind of air around her that was not so deceiving. How was she even supposed to work on that? Liv didn't even know the first steps to changing her own presence.
Her smile dripped away as Allen continued explaining himself. Sounds like his anger and frustration was connected to a lot more than just the gang itself. Something along the lines of inferiority and ignorance. The longer Liv listened, the more she realized that 1. She could care less about the school's issues, 2. Allen could get close-minded fairly quickly, and 3. There was a bit of intrigue towards the boy who wished to serve justice of his own kind. Leaning back Liv thought a moment before answering. Boys with this deep of ideals typically took a little more stretching to figure out.
"Me too. Coming here exposes me to a lot of things I really could care less for, especially when it concerns the choices and morals of other students. I wish... I could get a second chance..." |
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Post by Allen Hollows on Sept 16, 2015 15:16:52 GMT -5
He sighed.
"Ah well...Nothing I can do about it at this point, but push through and keep working in my own way."
He would stand to take his bag, giving her an easy smile.
"I'm gonna head home...thanks for the chat though."
He would head out!
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