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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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Post by Cielo Segur on Aug 29, 2015 23:50:18 GMT -5
 | ◀ | you got this, kid. ❤ the list of student files seemed like it was never ending, especially with the students who needed a bit of extra guidance in their lives. cielo would run her fingers through her hair, sighing. the list of students that were involved in the fear event were at the top of that list - post traumatic stress and all.
one of her top ranked students was sarah crestwell, since she recently lost an arm in the event. cielo wanted to see how she was coping with everything. scanning over sarah's recent grades and test scores she would notice a dip in the quality preformed. it concerned her to say the least.
she would make her way down the hallways, and tap on the door to the math classroom. she would open it, and pop her head in.
"sarah crestwell, you're excused from this class. pack up your things and come with me." she would smile at the girl, and wait for her to leave the classroom.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 30, 2015 0:14:34 GMT -5
"Wooo!" She'd raise her left hand. She looked to her right and looked down at the nub, "Oh right. Sorry, phantom limb syndromes weird..." She would reach down with her left hand and sling her messenger bag over her left shoulder, hanging off the left side. She put her book into her bag before heading to the front. "Taking the tape recorder with me too. If I'm excused, so is this little guy."
Sarah grabbed the thing, stopping the recording and walking along with the lady who came and got her. "So, who are you? Are you one of the disciplinary people? Is this about the fighting? Cus I swear anyone I put in the infirmary started up with me first I was just defending myself." She wasn't sure if this was a situation where she was going to get attacked by a teacher or scolded for being too violent. In either case she had no idea who this lady was.
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Post by Cielo Segur on Aug 30, 2015 0:40:15 GMT -5
tags here | ◀ | you got this, kid. ❤ she would laugh as sarah spoke, and wave her hand at the girl, motioning for her to walk with her. she was quite the talkative kid. which was good for her, she had enough angsty kids to deal with at home.
"don't worry hun, you're not in trouble. and i'm ms. segur, newly hired and acquired guidance councilor for you fine students," she would walk along with sarah, speaking rather cheerfully. after walking some, she would open her office door on the first floor, inviting sarah in.
"after you."
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 30, 2015 1:06:23 GMT -5
"Ohhhh," She said as she made her way into the office. "I mean, I already have a therapist if this is about that. Then again you guys aren't therapists are you? Like, not necessarily?" She was really confused about what guidance counselors actually did. Still, it was a welcome distraction from the class and that was good enough for her. She let out a yawn before finding a seat. "So what is it you wanted to talk to me about?"
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Post by Cielo Segur on Aug 30, 2015 1:45:00 GMT -5
tags here | ◀ | you got this, kid. ❤ "we offer therapy and guidance to students who aren't able to on their own, either due to financial issues or because their family isn't supportive of therapy. but i'm happy that you have a therapist already." she would reply, sitting down in her chair, and organizing some papers.
"i want to discuss your grades. i've noticed they've started to slip, and i'm concerned for your education." she would begin, pushing forward a paper with sarah's recent test scores and grades. her tone was light when she spoke, not wanting t upset the student. "i'll give you a second to look it over. let me know if you have any questions." |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 30, 2015 14:43:58 GMT -5
"Nah I've seen these already," She pushed it back to her. "My grades are dropping but I'm really only shooting for a 2.0 or maybe a 2.5, C average you know? That's what's needed for college and even then I just, I have bigger priorities right now than my school work. I have a whole lot of therapy junk, I'm working part time working register at a coffee place, managing myself and just sort of, you know. Life junk. The occasional D or F or... well I guess that's more than occasional, I... I don't think that's too difficult to manage to bring up you know?"
She was trying to downplay it because she didn't want to address the problem as a real problem. As far as she was concerned she wouldn't live to see 20 let alone any sort of graduation from college. She'd be lucky just to see her high school graduation at this point, her junior year being shot to shit from all the stuff going on, getting used to new things like tap recording classes in place of taking notes, having to one hand type all of her papers unless she used a talk to type program, it was a lot. It was overwhelming.
It didn't help that she slept on the roof to make up for her late night activities.
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Post by Cielo Segur on Aug 30, 2015 17:42:15 GMT -5
tags here | ◀ | you got this, kid. ❤ god, it was painful when kids wanted to aim for the bare minimum. too many times did they aim for as little as possible, and get even worse. but this girl seemed like she had her mind made up, and it wasn't right of her to add pressure to her. maybe if she could get her to open up about her struggles she could suggest it..
"it won't be too difficult for you to bring up, and i can work with even the most pain in the ass teachers here to get them to let you work at it. is there anything the school can do to help?" she would ask, drumming her fingers on her desk as she thought. "there are additional resources i can offer you, such as getting you extensions on tests and homework. would any of this interest you?" |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Aug 30, 2015 22:16:33 GMT -5
"Not really," She said as she scratched the back of her head. "It'd probably just annoy my teachers and make them more prone to hit me or something. The truth of the matter is that most of my needs have nothing to do with my school work. I have a lot to do at home. I have to cook, I have to clean, I have to pay bills, I have to work, I have to listen to my tapes of classes. It's time consuming and extending deadlines for awhile isn't really going to do much."
She looked down, "My life is just gonna be tough and that's how it has to be for awhile until I figure out how to dance to the beat of the drums, you know?" Change took time to adjust to and she hoped that the problem would solve itself. "Besides, what are the odds that I'm even gonna survive this place, huh? With all the deaths and the attacks?"
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