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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.
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Saturday Morning's aren't always pleasant (GM/Trigger Warn)
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Sept 6, 2015 9:59:25 GMT -5
*****TRIGGER WARNING***
Aaron sat, coffee in hand. Across from him, the chair was empty. In fact, the shop was empty, having just opened. Still, when he had walked in, he flipped the sign to closed, unbeknownst to the two kids in the back just hangin' out. Aaron checked his fingernails. Then, he took another sip. He would glance at the clock, then back to his watch. It was nearing that time. He wasnt nervous, despite the intense nature of their relationship.
Aaron had found a riot member the night before, talking with him at length. He asked for someone who could make decisions, on behalf od RIOT. Someone he could...make a deal with. He was tired of the fighting with them, and he needed to put some distance between them for now. He would take a deep breath.
'Distance....for now. I'll have to kill them later, of course.'
OOC: Only one of the Riot top 5 please.
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Sept 6, 2015 10:15:30 GMT -5
Aaron would hear the sound of harsh winds and debris pounding against the wall behind him, and if he turned to look, he would be able to identify Felix as the source. The Riot Head was interested in this case, simply because he wanted to see the Hollows man, who would side with Riot, in the flesh. Strolling through with his hands in his pockets, the man would fall to a chair and kick his legs up onto the table nonchalantly.
"Sup."
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Sept 6, 2015 10:25:23 GMT -5
Aaron turned in his chair, arm hanging over the back and his legs crossed. Man...these guys sure did like to make an entrance. They were like several hundred overgrown children. He would turn back around and take a drink of his coffee, giving a little grin.
"Sup. Thanks for coming."
He would set his coffee down and put his hands behind his head, fingers interlocked. He knew this guy was strong- anyone who was anyone would know that. How strong, he didn't know....but he suspected strong enough to hurt even him. Possibly kill him. He would take a deep, slow breath. The kids at the back- they had bailed through the front door. Good call, probably.
"So. A week or so ago you guys killed an LG member. Leon killed around a hundred of yours...I suppose this is the part where you are supposed to kill me or I'm supposed to kill or or blah blah whatever. I'm not really up for killing Riot members for the rest of my young life, and I'm assuming you guys have bigger fish to fry. A new gang coming to the area, or so I hear?"
He would grin. Yeah, he liked that Riot was reeling from it. He wouldn't hide it.
"So as I said- I want an alliance- if some new crew has you guys pooping your britches, we should probably put some things aside to deal with it."
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Sept 6, 2015 10:30:45 GMT -5
"Hey, fuck you, guy," Felix snapped rather quickly, slapping a hand on the table and pointing his index finger at Aaron. This shit with Orochi needed to end, and it didn't help that the fuckers from #552 were only fueling the flame. "You want to talk about some bitch of a chump killing a hundred other bitches of chumps like it means a thing to me, go ahead - but you're all chumps to me, even those fuckers from Orochi. So if you want an alliance, you'll watch the way you speak with me."
The table would begin to shift under Felix's palm, but he wasn't making any other moves.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Sept 6, 2015 10:38:29 GMT -5
"Tch."
He shook his head, right hand coming down to rest on his thigh while his left scratched the back of his head. He would cock an eyebrow, eyes flicking to his hand that rattled the table and back to him. If nothing else, he had a name.
Orochi.
"See...while I know you might believe that's true, I also know 552 is a problem for you like Orochi is a problem. If it wasn't, you wouldn't have come. Or maybe you would, simply to laugh at the guy whose mother you killed and sister you raped. I never really know what drives us murderin' types."
He would grin again. His whole body seemed relaxed but in reality, he was coiled like a snake. Ready if this guy lost his temper.
"Either way, I'm gonna talk how I please. Just like you, friend."
He kept the calm smile, but stared with cold eyes.
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Sept 6, 2015 10:46:41 GMT -5
"All you ignoramuses at #552 think you have it figured out. But what you fail to realize is you are a dimly lit flame, with Orochi playing the role of the moth. My brothers and myself - we're the spiders. The only purpose you're going to serve is being the live bait that enables me to grip the neck of my enemy and draining the life from his body."
The man would stare long and hard at the elder Hollows, before releasing the table. As he did, it would cease to tremble, and Felix simply pointed finger guns at the other party.
"One shot for you. One for them. Win-win for us."
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Sept 6, 2015 10:51:33 GMT -5
Aaron laughed.
"What you Riot types don't understand is...I don't give two shit licks and a boar fuck about 552, Orochi, or Riot."
Though he laughed, he kept his eyes on the man. He saw what he did to the table, what he did to the wall. He was pooling it all in his head and soaking up the information. Unlike Macht, or Soran or any of the others...Aaron did not believe his enemy was stupid. He didn't believe the man would give him this information if he thought it would help him in any way. Still, Aaron accepted it graciously.
"See...you're talking like you think I'm a hero. I'm no hero. If Macht or Shugo or anyone got in the way of whats important to me I'd burn their world to the ground."
He slammed his own hand down on the table, cracks erupting under it. His smile stayed as he leaned forward.
"Same as I'll do to you, or Orochi. My alliance doesn't extend to 552- it extends to my family. I'll get Leon to leave your little bitches alone too- and if he doesn't listen, then you can feel free to toast his ass as well. As long as me and my siblings are left out of it."
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Sept 6, 2015 11:05:33 GMT -5
"I couldn't give two shits for Yuy, or Leon, or your siblings, or your punk-ass self, buddy," Felix said with a shrug. "But if you touch Starke, you'll never see the light of day again. Your sister won't know what a world without a cock in every hole will be like ever again. Your little brother's ass will look like the Japanese flag. And you, will be left in a concrete coffin at the bottom of the ocean."
The finger guns would be lowered, though as Aaron cracked the table, the random splinters would hover above it only slightly. It was like comparing length, but with a table. At least wood was still involved.
"Now are you going to keep making empty threats, or are you going to get to the real reason you wanted to talk?"
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Sept 6, 2015 11:27:41 GMT -5
Aaron leaned back his smile fading as he took a breath.
"It seems this whole conversation has been empty threats, big guy. If you were gonna fill every hole in my sister, like you've been promising for most of the year, you'd have done it already. It's not like you don't know where we live. As for Starke- I already said I don't give a shit about him. Now that we have everything the pair of us don't a shit about out of the way, I'd be happy to move on."
He would crack his neck, lifting his hand from the table casually.
"See...I want to tell you, I really do. But...it's pretty obvious that an alliance is...wait, no, don't tell me....oh, right, it's NOT something you give a shit about. So the real reason I'm here isn't something you would give a shit about either. In other words-"
His left hand lifted from his left thigh where it rested and would flip the table in Felixs' direction so that the bottom was facing Aaron. As he did so he would kick the underside of the tabletop, aiming to smash the top into Felix and send his ass smashing and flying through the wall.
OOC NOTE: If it doesn't work, ignore the following.
If it worked, Aaron would stand and calmly walk from the building before the man got back to his feet. He would move for his car and peel out, flipping Felix off as he drove away. He would pull open his phone and make a call, taking a deep breath.
"Negative, it didn't go well. Yes, I'll track them down and meet with them instead. Absolutely. Thank you."
He would hang up.
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Sept 6, 2015 11:39:22 GMT -5
Felix would say nothing. Instead, as Aaron flipped the table up, it would smash against Felix's body and break in half, then into many, many, many smaller pieces. These pieces would float, and glow with a smokey aura about them, before launching two of the pieces at his thighs, one for his groin, and one for his neck, and each subsequent one would only be launched if the one before it struck successfully. Felix himself was unfazed.
T1 - EnviroPiercer - one use per five int. Felix can rip up a pierce of the environment seemingly "telekinetically" and launch it at an opponent. The first projectile is the weakest, striking and moving at a value equal to 1/16 Felix's total int stat. However, once this first projectile has struck any living target, a second may be launched at an increased value of 1/8 his total int stat. If the second has successfully hit any living target, a third may be launched at 1/4, and then, following that, a fourth may be launched at a value equal to 1/2 his total int stat. From this point on, any projectiles thrown will all do damage equal to 1/2 his total int. Can be used multiple times per post. 1-4/25 used.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Sept 6, 2015 11:53:12 GMT -5
Aaron was prepared for that possibility. With everyone here being huge beasts, he had to be. So as the table split, Aarons right fist would be passing through the ever widening gap, the two halves of the table being JUST far enough apart for his hand to pass through, which indicated his preparedness for this eventuality. His ass lifted off the chair, his right foot barely reaching the ground while his left served to springboard his body toward the punch. He had hoped Felix would just go through the wall but...when did that ever work out? Being that the desk broke on contact with the mans face, he assumed the reflexive punch to follow would be fast enough and close enough for the rather unmoved man to be unable to respond. If his fist hit, it would hopefully do what the table couldn't do. The first shard hit his groin and shattered. The next, hit his neck....and shattered. Aaron, so far, was unaffected. OOC: Stats: Str: 50 - Dex: 47 - Con: 105 - Wis: 25 - Int: 40 Theme - " You're goin' down."
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Oct 1, 2015 17:38:09 GMT -5
The fist collided with Felix's face, and while it sent him flying backward at incredible speed, there was no pain behind it. It felt like a tickle, more than anything, and even as he broke through the wall he felt nothing. As the smoke and dust began to fill the area as a result, two chunks of concrete would rip up from the ground to stab at Aaron's spine in rapid succession. Simultaneously, Felix would tuck into a backward roll, catching himself on the balls of his feet. All of the smoke in the area would be drawn to his location and he shot himself forward like a missile, body bursting into smoke as it did so. All of this smoke would then be drawn toward Aaron at an alarming speed, before suddenly forming into Felix's body again, with his fist aimed at Aaron's stomach. If or when that made contact, Felix would throw his weight forward to send Aaron flying. He would simply follow along.
T1 - EnviroPiercer - one use per five int. Felix can rip up a pierce of the environment seemingly "telekinetically" and launch it at an opponent. The first projectile is the weakest, striking and moving at a value equal to 1/16 Felix's total int stat. However, once this first projectile has struck any living target, a second may be launched at an increased value of 1/8 his total int stat. If the second has successfully hit any living target, a third may be launched at 1/4, and then, following that, a fourth may be launched at a value equal to 1/2 his total int stat. From this point on, any projectiles thrown will all do damage equal to 1/2 his total int. Can be used multiple times per post. 4/25 used.
T4 - Smoke Missile Felix can turn his body to smoke and propel himself forward at a speed equal to his total Int. At the point of impact, his body becomes solid once again, and he can strike an opponent for a Str value equal to his total Int. 1/6 used.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Oct 1, 2015 17:59:09 GMT -5
Aaron stood but didn't step through the hole, so if Felix still hucked the pillars at him they would have to come through the entrance his body had just made. If they did, Aaron would probably see at least part of them, and so would turn and run left, diving out the window back first to smash into the ground and roll a bit. Hopefully, those pillars weren't heat seeking. As he stood, however, he noticed something very disconcerting.
There was a cloud of smoke flying at him.
He tried to bring his arms up but wasn't anywhere near fast enough, taking the blow straight to the chest, which hurled him back to smash into the side of a small Cadillac. It bent the car around his body, sending it sliding out into the empty intersection. Aaron planted a hand against one end of the bent car and pushed it outward, forcing it to unbend just a little. He stood, cracking his neck as Felix approached. His chest where the man punched reddened a little...He felt like he just got shot....again. That was the hardest he had been hit in years. This...wasn't good. Still, he had to play it off.
"You made my chest all itchy."
It was clear he was dealing with a powerhouse version of himself. So, he spat in Felixs' face once he was close enough and would use his left hand to try and palm the right side of the mans face while attempting to push his left thumb into his eye and pop it. At the same time his right hand would throw his own punch for Felixs' exposed neck, at the Trachea, which would hopefully deal the most damage.
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Oct 1, 2015 18:36:42 GMT -5
The man stood back to his feet even after being struck directly by the smoke missile, and this caused Felix to whistle in admiration. No one, not even once, had ever gotten back up after being hit by that, and yet here Hollows stood like an arrogant bastard, as though he'd hardly felt a thing. "You're better than I gave you credit for, Hollows. But maybe I should take off the training wheels."
Felix would never walk within arm's reach of his opponent. Instead, a flat sigil would appear vertically a few feet in front of Aaron's waist, and a ball of smoke would appear within Felix's hand. Flicking that ball toward the sigil, it would fly quickly, and upon making contact with it, explode like buckshot toward Aaron. If it missed him, the force would be enough to cause the car to flip over and horribly dent its side, and that would be a fair testament to how much it would hurt the man himself.
Qi Used: T2 - Smoke Bomb Felix can conjure a bomb of smoke that deceptive strikes with incredible blunt-force trauma. This bomb flies and strikes with force equal to 1/2 his total Int. Upon exploding, deals splash damage equal to 1/8 his int within five feet of the point of explosion. 1/12 used.
T3 - Buckshot Sigil Felix conjures an ornate red sigil within the air. Any projectiles that pass through this sigil automatically turn to buckshot, gaining range and an additional 3/4 Int in damage on top of their standard output. Placing the sigil costs one use. Each projectile that passes through it costs one additional use. The sigil remains active every round it is used. If one round passes without it being used, it requires an additional use to replace. Only one sigil may be active at a time. 2/8 used.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Oct 1, 2015 19:14:57 GMT -5
Yeah. Fuck that. Aaron back-flipped over the vehicle as he saw the vigil, hands planting on the other side of the car as the buckshot hit. There was the sound of rending metal, and Aaron's entire crouched body slid backward from the force, the concrete cracking up around his heels as his arms strained to hold on from the sheer power of it. The other side of the car dented from his hands as well. Son of a bitch. Something was becoming very apparent- the man was a long range fighter. He had these abilities that allowed him to shred his opponents, and his incredible CON allowed him to absorb a ton of up close and personal damage while he prepped these heavy moves.
'I need to get close to him. I can take damage up close, and I know how to dole it out. It's distance shit like this I'll struggle with. Or, I need to escape. Okay.'
He would would run forward several steps, clenching his teeth from how much force he had to apply to move the car at Felix. Then, he would kick the bottom of the car like a football, intent to send it rolling at Felix. Hopefully this would distract the man long enough for Aaron to jog over to his car and hop inside, intent to peel out and flee. Aaron held no qualms about being labeled "a puss" or something- he was in it to win it, and taking the leader of RIOT on solo wasn't the way to go about that.
OOC: Figured I'd TRY to end it, so it's one less thing on your plate and i can work our damage stuff in the future. Unless you really wanna continue, that's fine too
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