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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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Homecoming [Aaron/Allen/Etc?]
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2015 16:04:03 GMT -5
Phoebe yawned, lifting a hand to cover her mouth before stretching her limbs out, legs and arms shaking a little before the teen slumped against the carpet with a happy sigh.
"Ahhh...that felt really good."
Stretching always did. Phoebe probably would have made a decent cat. But, she shimmied a little on her stomach, propping her billow better beneath herself before scooping up her pencil and continuing to work on a floor plan oh graph paper, sliding a transparent green ruler across the sheet on top of the textbook. It was a quiet mid-morning, all things considered. She'd gotten most of her homework done after her morning spar with Allen and Leon, and so was rewarding herself before she would have to make something for lunch. And lounging in a skirt and sweater with some hot chocolate in arms reach was just the thing for the chilly day it was. They'd gotten snow, too!
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 20, 2015 16:05:56 GMT -5
As Phoebe sat resting, there was a knock at the door! It was light, and if she looked through the peep-hole, would see only a tall Male's powerful shoulders, his hood up as he looked over the front lawn. Waiting.
In his right hand was a dufflebag, and despite his size did not appear threatening.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2015 16:10:41 GMT -5
Bright green eyes blinked at the knock on the door. She pushed herself to her feet, keeping her trusty pencil, and wandered over to it. She hadn't invited anyone over as of yet, so...she had no idea who it could be. And less when she peeped through the hole designed specifically for that purpose.
Her brow furrowed a tiny bit. But...she slid the deadbolt back but kept the chain in place, bracing her foot against the door along with the edge of her shoulder as she pulled it open a half-inch or so.
"Hello? Can I help you with something?"
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 20, 2015 16:16:34 GMT -5
The male spoke lightly.
"The house looks good."
Aaron turned, pulling back his hood. His long brown hair fell down around him, the Eldest Hollows shaking out his hair a bit before opening his green eyes and staring into hers. He offered her a small smile, dropping the duffle he'd been holding in his right hand.
"Hey Sis."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2015 16:20:33 GMT -5
That voice!
Phoebe gasped as her brother ended his first sentence with her eyes wide as saucers. There was an obvious, frantic - and clumsy - scramble with the chain to get the chain off - eyes flicking between that and Aaron's - come on come on off off off--GOT IT--before the door was flung open and Phoebe literally flung herself at her older brother with a shriek and laugh.
"AARON~!"
What was six years? Nothing, for her. He was still her brother, she still loved him. Nothing had changed. So, her excitement was absolutely even more normal than...well, than normal.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 20, 2015 16:21:16 GMT -5
He laughed, crouching just a little to wrap his arms around her and pull her dive into a hug. He would be plowed backward onto the grass, landing on his back lightly, laughing a little. She would be on top of him for a moment as he held her- he missed her way too much.
One of the LG, whom Aaron already knew about, approached from across the street. He seemed slightly out of breath.
"Captain?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2015 16:23:23 GMT -5
Phoebe's delighted 'eeeeeeeeeee~!' could probably still be heard even with her face pressed into his hoodie. She had her arms around him, holding tight, not minding in the slightest that her bare legs were coated in a small amount of snow that was dusted on the grass.
"What are you doing here?!"
Obviously it wasn't a bad question. She was surprised and utterly happy. 'Aaron's here Aaron's here Aaron's here Aaron's here!' She gave him another tight squeeze before lifting her chin as one of the LG members approached, sitting up, slowly, basically sitting on Aaron's lap, but more towards his knees.
"Yes?"
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 20, 2015 16:24:33 GMT -5
Aaron put his hands behind his head, leaning back to look at the now upside-down member of LG. He didn't answer her question, seeing as they were interrupted. The LG member would put his hands behind his back.
"We located three bodies of Riot members who were watching the house. All their necks were broken. Seems they have been that way for three hours."
Leon wasn't there so...she was next in command for the report.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2015 16:28:48 GMT -5
Phoebe's eyes widened a little, and her cheeks lost some colour at the news.
"A-Ah, what? Err--guess I should call the police. At least get them to pick up the bodies..."
She didn't want the LG members disposing of them and getting tangled up in that mess. She seemed troubled by the news, despite the fact that they'd see the same to her...but only after they'd raped her hundreds of times.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 20, 2015 16:29:24 GMT -5
The member of LG nodded and whipped out his phone, turning around and walking back over toward the house across the street. Aaron would cock an eyebrow and turn his eyes back to her, his smile gone now.
"Uhm...dead Riot? What's that about?"
His voice was stern. Clearly he was not amused. In the back of his mind, a little voice whispered. Not something sociopathic, or schizophrenic in nature. It was all him, just...quiet and ignored.
'Three.'
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2015 16:30:50 GMT -5
Pheebs watched the LG member turn and walk off before her gaze trailed back to Aaron. She looked uncomfortable - and even gave a tiny wriggle with it - before sighing.
"Uhm...well. Let's go inside. Otherwise we'll get too cold out here while I explain."
Phoebe pulled her feet in and rocked forwards, then back sliglty, using it and a slight push of her hands against Aaron's chest to slip up to her feet...and offer a hand up to Aaron, giving him a normal, if slightly nervous, smile.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 20, 2015 16:31:32 GMT -5
Aaron would reach out and clasp her hand, being pulled to his feet with a little groan, shaking out his hair and shirt from the dirt of the grass. He would move forward and grab his duffle easily, carrying it inside. He let out a little sigh.
"Where is Allen? I came because of the voicemail he gave me."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2015 16:38:38 GMT -5
Phoebe leaned and hauled a step or two backwards, pulling Aaron up to his feet. She let go and just...watched him a second or two as he dusted himself off. He was really here? He was really here.
"...ah... Voicemail? What voicemail? He's at school, staying for some of his advanced studies."
Phoebe opened the door back up, but would close it and slide the deadbolt back into place after they were both inside. She left the chain off--that was mostly for when she had to open the door a crack, anyway.
"...want something to eat and drink?"
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 20, 2015 16:39:07 GMT -5
"Nah, I'm good. And I guess it makes sense. He always was trying to get out of school as quick as he could. I was a slower study."
That was true- but he studied slow purposely. He had many things on his mind when he was young. He would drop his duffle with a very solid thunk over by the stairs. If she tried to pick it up, she would find the process difficult. Aaron would pull his sweater off, revealing a long sleeved, gray shirt. He would turn back to her.
"Allen called me. Said you guys needed me. I haven't heard from my brother once- so when he calls with that tone in his voice asking me for help I sit up straight and listen. So I'm moving back in, and you are going to tell me what is going on. Right now, Pheebs."
His tone left no room for argument.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2015 17:25:48 GMT -5
So far, there was no need for her to attempt lifting the duffle, so, she missed out on that part. She blinked as the sweater came off, eyes flickering and wavering along his back for a moment before slipping up to meet his gaze. Phoebe was surprised. Not that Aaron wasn't in good, very toned shape when he left. And not that he didn't work out or care about his fitness, but the physical level he was at was surprising to her all the same.
Yeah. That voicemail was what really got her. Allen hadn't really seemed to have too much interest in talking with Aaron, whereas she took any opportunity to talk with her elder brother that she could. She shifted on her feet, clearly a little bit squeamish with the last three words and the one he'd used.
"...'kay."
She nodded, and then nodded again, trailing by and giving his wrist a little tug to take them into the den where she'd been quite happily drawing up those floorplans. She picked up her mug of hot chocolate...and then curled up on the couch, peering at him over the rim even i he didn't sit.
"...uhm... So. I'll go from the start. Allen decided he wanted to go back to school. And five-five-two was the only place available. So I transferred schools, because...well, that school's reputation isn't good and I wanted to look out for him..."
She trailed off for a second but would continue explaining! From there she moved to Saya and her run-in with the First Pillar, to being jumped, joining the Lightning Gang, sparring and training, Leon and herself getting jumped, and all the other things leading up to around this point. After she sighed and took a worried sip of her warm hot chocolate.
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