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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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Homecoming [Aaron/Allen/Etc?]
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2015 0:52:01 GMT -5
The slap stung and rocked her back a few steps. It wasn't hard, no, but...Phoebe's calm composure cracked with her frown. She was...yeah. A little frustrated. But also...grateful.
Training with Allen and Leon and everyone was good. In fact, it was awesome.
Sometimes, though, perhaps they babied her a bit.
With Aaron, there really wasn't any quarter given. And part of her was glad that was the same, too.
Even though it was so frustrating.
The frown faded and she moved back in. First he'd asked to see what she could do. To her, that meant box. Now he was telling her to think, and that meant she lifted her foot to try and kick his knee out. Or to the inside, if he hadn't turned towards her as of yet.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 22, 2015 1:00:51 GMT -5
Aaron let her kick, didn't even move. His knee was forced to the side, crumpling him down to it. As he was hit and fell, he said a simple word.
"GOOD!"
He would push right, rolling over away from her and back to his feet, spinning to face her, knees slightly bent. His leg didn't hurt at all, but the force on his join was enough to buckle it. That was just mechanics. Still, he was proud of her. Take away a powerful man's base and you made life more than difficult for him. He waited for her to attack again, more prepared for the style of attack this time, as any enemy would be.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 22, 2015 1:19:15 GMT -5
As soon as Phoebe's foot knocked Aaron's knee, she pulled it back and slightly higher to try and catch him as he crumpled, hoping to throw off what would likely be a controlled move on his part!
He was very strong. It wasn't something one could miss!
Best to continue pressing and putting pressure on him. If it worked...much to how she really wanted to jump on his back with both feet, it wasn't about hurting him. Just like with any spar, the goal wasn't to hurt.
She would keep close, but not so close as to be in range for a grab. She wanted to see what it would do and how he would move. Her brow furrowed in concentration.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 23, 2015 17:40:51 GMT -5
As he came back up in a crouch he would kick at her approaching form, aiming for the front of her right shin. This would hopefully cause her to fall forward or to stumble, to which he would hop up and plant a palm against her stomach, lifting her up.
"Be aware of positioning- you are doing great!"
He would, assuming all that happened, set her back down and wave her forward again.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2015 18:09:47 GMT -5
THUD. FWIP.
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Phoebe gasped, caught off-guard by that to find herself suddenly knocked off a foot and falling forwards—! But thankfully caught by Aaron. Buhhhhh.
BUHHHH.
He was right. She'd been fighting those weaker than her - aside from a few - and it was having an effect on her combat skills. And Aaron was proving that as much by words as actions.
She exhaled, and, considering he set her down and she was right next to him, she stomped on his foot and sent a swift jab to his throat!
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Post by Allen Hollows on Jan 23, 2015 18:20:16 GMT -5
He felt the stomp and winced- regardless of his stone-like structure, that shit hurt! He didn't turn his eyes from her though, instead throwing his head forward to headbutt her fist. Then he would lurch up and attempt to rap his knuckle on her forehead again. He would attempt to bring the hand back (assuming it got that far) and grasp the back of her head, spin, and throw her (lightly, for him, but with enough strength to be a legitimate throw) into the mat in the center of the room.
He'd roll his shoulders, waiting for her to attack again.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2015 18:28:29 GMT -5
There was a slight hiss of mild pain - having a head smack into her fist where she wasn't expecting it was never really fun - and Phoebe had to think fast—which meant instead of staying close, she had to spring away!
Of course with her foot still on his, it meant temporarily increasing the pressure to do so. But. He was tough, he could take a bit of toe-stomping, as he was demonstrating.
How to go about this? There was only so much she could do. Take the base, obviously...stomp after that because she couldn't match his strength.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 23, 2015 18:53:13 GMT -5
With her jump, Aaron's own hiss of pain would emerge. He would follow after her and aim, as she came back to her feet, to kick her in the sternum- this time hard. His intent was to cause her to fly backward and smash into the wall to end the little scuffle, giving a small smile at the pain she was probably in.
Assuming it all worked, he'd grin.
"Damn, you've gotten wicked fast Pheebs. I can barely keep up!"
He'd look at the clock on the wall.
"You got fifteen minutes and we're going again."
Neither of them had yet noticed Allen, sitting on the stairs toward the top in the dark, watching it all.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 23, 2015 21:58:08 GMT -5
OH CRAP--!
The kick landed solidly, and Phoebe was sailing away as her eyes widened. Between the kick and hitting the wall, she slumped, wheezing. Even if she had managed to exhale, his strength alone was enough to leave her winded.
It took her a minute or more to recover, but other than a couple initial 'ow' and 'ouch'es, she didn't complain too much. Not that she liked being hurt and winded, or that their drywall now had some obvious cracks from where she landed against it.
Fifteen minutes..?
"...hee...hah...'kay...ugn..."
She was gonna need most of it to get back up. Her ribcage hurt.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 23, 2015 22:09:11 GMT -5
Aaron would hardly seem affected by the exertion. He rotated his ankle a bit to give himself some mobile room, but would give her a smile.
"You did well attacking my legs and foot. It will be harder for me to move, giving you room to use weapons or run. Make sure when it really happens, you go for more vulnerable areas too. Like eyes, nose or ears. Come over here a second."
He'd walk over to help her up to walk over to him. He'd let her stand in front of him while he took her wrists, placing her hands on his face so her thumbs her over his eyes.
"A big man like me gets ahold of you, do this. Use your palm and fingers for grip and push those thumbs into the eyes. Don't try and make it uncomfortable- you press those nails into the eyes and rip them out, Phoebe. Kill him with those thumbs."
He gently moved her hands to the side, his eyes staring at her. They said it all- that he loved her. But they were hard in that foundation. Not just that he loved her- that he would kill in an instant for her. He would stare for several seconds, knowing what she was probably thinking.
"I know the idea is foreign, so far removed from the person you are. But if these men get you, they will rape you, and send us picture of them raping you. Cut off parts of your body and mail it to us. Then, in the end, they will send us your head and...that will be the end of it. Any chance you get when fighting these people, do not maim them. Don't knock them out- that will only add fuel to the fire, and they will be back. You kill them, sis. Kill them. Do you understand?"
He would wait for her to acknowledge what he said.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 24, 2015 0:27:46 GMT -5
Phoebe strangled a groan as he helped her up. Jeez...right now she was hurting and it was naturally more difficult to appreciate the fact that he wasn't going easy on her.
Because he wasn't going easy on her.
But she blinked curiously as he took her wrists, not understanding what this was about, at first. But when he mentioned killing? The colour drained from her face and her eyes lost both the curious gleam and residual excitement at training with him again. Shocked ad with her mind obviously churning, those green irises began to literally vibrate as she continued staring, hard, at Aaron. They shook like her hands shook. When he let go, they fell to her sides and she continued staring as he spoke again.
Finally, she blinked and swallowed, dryly.
By the look on her face, she understood and comprehended what he was saying. But it hurt, kowing he was right.
"...Aaron...but. Even if they're some place like the school. again?"
Wouldn't that put her in jail? If she totally ignored the fact that either way she looked at it, she didn't want those things to happen to her; didn't want to be subjected to Riot's promises, but didn't want to kill them, either. They were people, too...
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 24, 2015 1:17:58 GMT -5
He didn't blink or look away.
"Kill them Bee. At home, in the street. And yes, at school. I will protect you no matter where it happens. Because no matter where they take you, they will still do it. So...you do what you must."
He would give a sad smile.
"It is a hard thing, Pheebs. It's a hard thing to do. But...our lives are our own to live- if we will not do what we must to defend it, who will? I may not be able to be here forever and you will have to fend for yourself. You must grow strong...and show them you will not be afraid."
That...for him, was her greatest defense.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2015 3:25:30 GMT -5
Phoebe shifted on her feet, one arm bending to rub the arm opposite of itself. She frowned a little. No. She really didn't want to. Didn't want to at all. Either way: how could she live with herself? Either having survived the experience in the off-chance they didn't kill her after...or having killed so many.
She looked down at the floor.
"...I hate it, Aaron. I hate it so much." And not just the thought of having to kill them, but everything surrounding it. She hated being afraid, hated being cooped up, hated that her potential capture dictated what she and Allen and her friends could and could not do.
Hated that Aaron had come back, just for that, even though she loved he came back to them at all.
She hated that everyone she knew and loved was in danger.
"...but I will..."
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Jan 25, 2015 23:01:06 GMT -5
He would cup her cheeks in his hands.
"I know, sis. Me too. If I can be there to stop them from forcing you to do that, I will."
He would lean in and kiss her forehead before giving her a hug. He hated this group that forced his family into such a corner. That was put inside a box and a frame. If givin the chance, he planned to beat these men to death with his bare fists. He would push away and offer a little smile.
"Come on, lets go relax. We'll continue training later."
He wanted to make her strong but he didn't want her to lose that timeless innocence that made his sister who she was. He loved her bubbly personality, and would strive to make sure she would be able to keep it.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 25, 2015 23:16:10 GMT -5
It sucked.
Phoebe lifted her head obligingly and gave a slow exhale at the affectionate peck to her forehead, the tension slowly easing from her shoulders, and further with the hug that she gave as tight a squeeze as she could muster in turn, ducking her head a little. It was good to have the extra support.
Phoebe stepped back a half step and absently rubbed at her cheek. More because she was feeling like she could cry than actually crying. She was momentarily surprised they weren't going to continue, and looked at the mat and back up to him a few times.
"Okay. I should call Allen~"
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