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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 reimichaelis on Aug 30, 2015 13:28:42 GMT -5
I trudged through the halls eyeing the many students that passed me gauging their reactions to my appearance. Tch, so annoying. I'll be stuck here three years so might as well make the best of it I encourage myself with a mental shrug.
Now, when is lunch again? I continue walking trying to forget my thoughts about food, when I get the feeling someone is watching me.
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Post by Dante Kirisaki on Aug 30, 2015 14:37:13 GMT -5
Dante was walking through the halls on his first day of school. He wore a grim expression as he watch the students walk through the halls. The bags under his eyes were showing through more then usual, but this is because he couldn't sleep like normal. Dante noticed a girl walking down the hall that didn't look to pleased. He would try to follow her to ask her what's wrong, when he finally got close enough to where she may hear him.
"Neh, neh are you alright?" He would ask in a way that may make him sound creepy, but with he had good intentions.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 30, 2015 14:38:21 GMT -5
Through the halls he wandered, mindlessly attending his classes. He was unhappy to be at the school, and a scowl was ever present on his face, but it couldn't be helped, he knew. The boy was uninterested in the events of the day, but he'd taken many mental notes on what this school was like.
It was a school for the worst kinds of criminals, but not just criminals--criminal children. They were not yet adults so they were dumped here in this wreck of a place. The teachers were brute and the students even more so. Atka had found little to no interest in the many students. He'd seen the majority of the school seemed to be foreigners, and there were many, many asians. He couldn't help but to find interest in Asia, but still he knew nothing of them, and was now getting a bad impression as it seemed so many attended this school. There were a few Europeans, and a few fellow Americans like himself, but there wasn't really anyone too interesting. At least, not from what he'd seen, anyway... but he primarily wished to work alone anyway, what need was there to find a companion or friend?
He scoffed slightly at the thought. No, there was really no need for friends. The boy would head over to the cafeteria when the bell announced it was lunch, and he'd wait in line, staring at the options. There was practically nothing of interest--and the menu seemed to be lacking in all departments of meat other than some skimpy chicken nuggets. Atka would sigh and take a small serving of it, grabbing a carton of milk and taking an apple before finding himself a seat in the cafeteria's lunch tables. The boy would pop a small chicken nugget into his mouth before his eyes caught notice of a young woman who was standing around the cafeteria.
The boy raised an eyebrow. She looked pretty different--there didn't seem to be many darker skinned kids in the school. In fact, so far he'd only seen three. Needless to say, he was glad that he wasn't the only one. But still, she looked so... exotic. With her long purple hair and tan skin, not to mention her bustiness, she looked like an endangered species in the school. Not to say that she looked weak and frail like a gazelle that was dying off from the earth, but rather, she seemed like a fierce bengal tiger. Beautiful, fierce, strong, and a rare specimen from what he could see in this area so far.
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Post by reimichaelis on Aug 30, 2015 14:47:04 GMT -5
"Neh, neh are you alright?" a voice asked from behind me. I turned to see a guy with gray-purple hair staring up at me with curious eyes.
"I'm fine," I force a small smile as to not to scare off the kid. "Neh, what's your name?" I ask leaning against the closest wall, might as well try and make a...friend.
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Post by Dante Kirisaki on Aug 30, 2015 19:01:52 GMT -5
When the girl ask what his name was, Dante didn't quite comprehend why she would want to know his name. He would stare at her for a moment thinking it through in his head.Why would anyone want to know my name its not like I'm special or anything.He held his head down thinking back to his father forgetting his name and asking him again, and again before his routine beatings. This reminding Dante of his father and he wasn't too happy about that. You're not there remember he's gone we made sure of that, didn't we? Yea he's gone for good. Dante looks back up and gave a weak smile.
"My name is Dante. What's your name?"
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Post by reimichaelis on Sept 7, 2015 17:09:13 GMT -5
"Hn, It's Rei," I answer and continue my walk through the school building. "So, why were you stari-" I stop mid-sentence, when I notice the kid is no loner on my left. I spin around to look for him to make sure he wasn't lost, when I bump into someone.
"I'm sorry," I mumble embarrassed for not noticing the person there in the first place.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 17:52:36 GMT -5
Just minding his own business, Atka quietly would watch from afar and quickly scarf down his chicken nuggets. Not that he was starving, but he was hungry enough to eat them quickly. Besides, if he ate them fast enough, he wouldn't be able to taste the poor quality. Hopefully.
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Post by reimichaelis on Sept 7, 2015 18:25:21 GMT -5
"Hn," I reply walking past the guy I bumped into to continue my search for Dante's missing ass, when I felt a familiar stare on my back. I turned staring at the guy for a second, before smirking at him.
"So it was you staring at me earlier, ya pervert!" I state glaring down at the guy.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 18:40:20 GMT -5
"P-pervert?!" Atka exclaimed, staring at the taller lady student in shock. "No way! I wasn't being a pervert... I swear," he muttered, blushing and looking away awkwardly. He hadn't been trying to be a pervert, truly, he had just been admiring her. And it wasn't even that... after all, it wasn't like he was admiring that she was beautiful or something like that--he was just getting a good look at the other students in the school, somewhat interested in who else might be at the school.
He wasn't at all trying to be a pervert. He wasn't even "checking her out" or something like that, either! Really, he was just trying to get an idea of what the other students at the school were like, and she just happened to catch his eye... it wasn't at all perverted... after all, Atka liked to consider himself not perverted. He really wasn't a pervert... was he??
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Post by reimichaelis on Sept 7, 2015 18:48:34 GMT -5
"Keep believin' dat, sugah," I reply sarcastically, laying my accent on thick. I knew that he wasn't really being perverted with staring at me by the way he reacted to my statement, but who says I couldn't mess with the kids head.
"So ya got a name pervert?" I ask crossing my arms across my chest, emphasizing my already overly large breast.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 19:19:15 GMT -5
Atka stared at the woman before him. The boy couldn't tell if she was messing with him, or genuinely thought he was a pervert. No... her body language and the tone of voice she used had a teasing feel to it. She was just messing with him.
He would give a sigh of relief, though still somewhat annoyed that she was now calling him a pervert... even though he wasn't. "My name is Atka Innugati. And yours, ma'am?" He returned the question, hopefully avoiding further harassment. Why this girl wanted to bother him so, he didn't know... still, he figured he'd humor her, even if only for a while. Theme: -----
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Post by reimichaelis on Sept 7, 2015 19:34:35 GMT -5
"Atka Innugati...innugati...innugati," I mumble. "I'll call you Nugget, cuz you're a dumb nugget for calling me ma'am, ma'am is my grandma," I announce smirking down at him. This kid was interesting and kinda easy on the eyes to. How did he end up in a place like this, I wonder.
"So, Nugget, do you know where I can find some food around here? A girl needs to eat ya know," I ask leaning onto his shoulder, which ended up with him having a face full of my boobs.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 20:00:21 GMT -5
Nugget? Really? The boy would deadpan, shocked at her new nickname for him. Of all the things... nugget. Nugget. "I was just trying to be polite," he muttered, before smirking. "Obviously you wouldn't be able to recognize the formalities when addressed with them."
However, when she leaned down slightly, he would blush and lightly push her off--touching only her shoulders as he didn't want to violate her in any way. "There's a line over there... though I wouldn't say the food they've got is anything impressive," he informed her, trying to avoid eye contact with her... yeah, her. That's how I should end the sentence, as the wonderful author I am... Theme: -----
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Post by reimichaelis on Sept 7, 2015 20:13:08 GMT -5
"Ah, Nugget don't get ya panties in a twist," I pout. This guy knows when to take em' and give em'. I like him.
"Forget the food, the names Rei, sugah," I purr into his ear, trying to get some kind of reaction out him, preferably that cute blush. I noticed he only touched my shoulders to get me off of him, trying to not invade my boobage. He is so freaking adorable.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2015 20:33:08 GMT -5
Nugget--I mean, Atka--was trying to keep his composure around this girl. He didn't know whether to get flustered or to take her words on like a challenge. He strived to keep the respecatble demeanor about him, the one that was expected of him as a chief's son... but this woman, she was thrilling! Never had he had so much fun before in his life. Flirtatious but friendly banter back and forth between two strangers--quickly drawing them into an unproclaimed friendship. It was quite fun and he hadn't been in a situation that had lightened his spirits in this way for quite a while.
"Thank you, but I don't wear panties, not that you care what undergarments I wear," he said with a slight wink. However, when she then disregarded getting in line for lunch and purred her name into his ear, it took everything he had to not blush. Still, his ears turned a slight shade of red--but that could have been the cold!
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Oh yes, his ears were turning red because he was definitely cold. Yes, that was it. Fo sure.
"Uh... anyway... what are you doing here?" He asked. A dumb question, really. He didn't even know what he meant by that. What was she doing in the cafeteria? At the school? On Earth? Who knew... he was just trying to change the topic and hopefully inch his way away from the seductive young woman. Theme: -----
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