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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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NEW RP DISCORD SERVER. CONTACT "Shugo Yuy#5730" ON DISCORD FOR INFO. |
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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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Computers I (Open) [Because I keep forgetting]
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Post by Newton Jones on Sept 2, 2015 0:04:43 GMT -5
► newton Jones  Soldier Sinner Death |
Computers were no joke, with the rise in technology there would always be someone needed to operate a system to make the world go round. Odds were, if you stepped into a building, there were more powerful computers in it than you could build at home nowadays. This class was to help people keep up with the rising trend of remotely operated systems and software interfaces in the hopes that these delinquents would know the difference between RAM and ROM. This was to be a fun class. As the warning bell sounded for the remaining students to take their seats, he noticed a significant number of people remained in the halls, as though authority had little effect on them for whatever reason. people wanted to do what they liked and it wasn't much matter what people said.
"Huh.. I wonder who'll show up then." He said to himself as he watched the clock, and glanced at the door as people began to show up.
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Maybe I Should Cry For Help. Maybe I Should Kill Myself.
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Post by Liv Carole on Sept 2, 2015 20:08:43 GMT -5
Liv allowed herself a brief moment to glower at the approaching doorway as soon as the warning bell sounded. She couldn't procrastinate any longer or she would be late. In her mind, attending this class would excuse her for work during the next period which was all good and fair to her. Stepping in to the blow-off class (because who seriously needs to learn about computers?), Liv sulked to the far corner, plopping down in front of a desktop. Staring blankly at the black screen, her eyes momentarily flicked over to who she assumed was the teacher before retreating back to the monitor. Or computer. Whichever.
"Computers won't save anyone, I needed a cosmetology class or something."
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Sept 3, 2015 0:08:08 GMT -5
Levi casually walked into the room right as the warning bell rang, messenger bag slung over his shoulder, and made his way to a middle seat. Not too close, but not too far away was his preference. Too close and you showed eagerness and too far and you seemed disinterested. "Neutral" was a good way to describe Levi's feelings towards classes. He set his bag down and retrieved a notepad and mechanical pencil before sitting patiently, glancing at the teacher and the other students before facing the front attentively.
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on Sept 3, 2015 6:49:15 GMT -5
Finally. After being tossed out of a window in Sexual Education, yelled at in anatomy, and failing everyone and embarrassing himself (as usual) in P.E., it seemed there finally seemed to be a class that wouldn't cause him so much strife. Of course though, he figured he probably deserved whatever punishments happened, even though he knew it wasn't right. Still, despite the calm expression on the boy's face, he could hardly contain the excitement that he had inside of him. He really was excited to get a class elective that he, for once, might not get in so much trouble with.
The boy would walk in shortly after the warning bell rang, knowing just how much of a delinquent he'd been for being late a past few times, and he felt pretty bad about it. Not to mention the time he was supposed to go to Advanced Physics but instead got pulled into a metal shop class. Despite how no one acknowledged his existence, he rather enjoyed the time spent there. He was used to being ignored--as he was considered less than worthless--and the teacher of the class lead him to a rather interesting experience...
...Which he also messed up on again. But hey, that didn't matter. He was in a computer class now, right? As much as Kyou wished he could get killed so as to be reborn and get another chance (though he knew that physically made no logical sense at all), he assumed he could at least try to turn around his doltish acts. Seriously, you'd think he would get an award or something for what a dumbass he was. Still, no one cared, and even if he did make up for his past behaviors (not that he felt he truly did anything wrong?), he knew no one would care or notice then, either. Friends were pretty overrated.
As such, the nerdy-looking boy would take a seat in the class, avoiding eye contact, but still getting a good glance at whoever else was there. Two people he didn't recognize... he was half surprised it wasn't filled up with highly intelligent people like Jacket and Zoe. But he knew it was too soon to speak or think that way. It was possible they'd show up, and though he knew nothing about Jacket and liked Zoe, he inwardly hoped they wouldn't show up. Knowing him, he'd probably say something stupid again to set her off.
Kyou would give out a small sigh and lightly tap on the desk with his index finger, not making a noise as he did such. He rested his cheek in his hand which was propped up from his elbow on the desk, and his dark brown eyes would absentmindedly look at the teacher. He'd never seen the guy before, and the stern expression and eye patch gave off an unnerving feel. What was it about this guy that made Kyou feel like he was going to get yelled at and punished? Well, at least he wasn't Japanese... at least, he didn't look like he was?
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Post by Nylla on Sept 3, 2015 10:43:30 GMT -5
Nylla would walk into this class slowly, not wanting to go do anything else for some reason. She approached a chair trying to sit as far away from people as she could, knowing that it probably wouldn't work. She saw a few students that she didn't know and someone who might be the teacher. She noticed the girl with bright red or orange hair, she couldn't tell, but she didn't care. Nylla also saw a boy who seemed like he would be pretty smart but looks can be deceiving in this type of school. Nylla sat down in front of a computer waiting for further instructions or for more people to come in a ruin her bubble space. This class may just lower my IQ if idiotic people come into contact with me, or even speak to me.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2015 10:54:51 GMT -5
Bee quickly toddled quickly in and chose a computer between the 'front' and 'middle' section of the class. She gave the teacher a quick glance and smile (the smile bright if a bit apologetic for toeing the line of time!) before she sat down and stashed her bag between her feet, pulling out a notepad and pen, just in case.
Doot doot doot~
She swayed back and forth a little~
Someone was pretty chipper.
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Post by Newton Jones on Sept 14, 2015 3:20:45 GMT -5
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As the final student entered, and the bell rang, he immediately tore open his book with their names in it. He felt as thoguht this was a waste of his time, but taking roll was necessary for the school to determine who was reliable in showing up for classes. As he went down the list of names and slowly became more depressed over the lack of attendance, he couldn't help but notice the faces he'd seen around a few times before. He hadn't taught these people before, but he knew precisely what they were capable of. This should be entertaining. After roll was finished, he began writing on the board the information they would need for the afternoon
"We'll begin by learning how networks communicate data over long distances, a network that can transfer data quickly will help to provide a smoother transition from one media to another..." He continued to explain the importance of data Transmission. During the short breaks in his explanation he would ask the class their opinions and input on the information.
"So, does anyone have any questions for me?"
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on Sept 15, 2015 20:40:09 GMT -5
Kyou would be quiet and listened to the teacher talk about networking. He found it somewhat interesting--but really, he could find interest in just about anything. He was far too serious a person to take most things light-heartedly. And now, Kyou already knew the fascinations of how signals would relay wavelength frequencies and through that be able to pick up and drop off information--he'd already found that in itself to be utterly fascinating--but there were still a few things he did not know. Kyou was very smart--in fact, it could even be said he was a genius--but he could not deny there were things in the world he was not familiar with. And how could he be? He did not know of things he had never been exposed to... which is why he was able to attend classes--rather than taking all of his courses through college tests of sorts. Some things he did not need to learn, but Kyou was humble enough to take gratitude in learning new things. Even what things he did already know, Kyou typically was quite excited to take those courses anyway, even if he already knew all about them (with acceptations, of course...).
As such, Kyou would just listen to what the teacher had to say and take in his information, quietly scribbling down notes. He, however, would remain silent when the last question was asked, as he had no questions so far...
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