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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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First Day Assembly[[Event]]
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Are you living an Illusion?
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Post by Rochi Dragon on Sept 11, 2015 15:03:29 GMT -5
Rochi would be in a science classroom looking at all the chaos from the window. The little trickster smiled and grabbed some chemicals from the cabinets. He grabbed 3 gallons of acetone and headed to the second floor of the building. Pouring one of the gallons of acetone down the stair, he grabbed a match from his pocket. Throwing the match that was already activated, it hit the chemical covered stairs and in just seconds the stairs where a pathway of flames. Rochi grabbed the other 2 gallons and started pouring them on the walls and in the windows. Grabbing a second match, he threw the lit match at the chemical covered walls and windows. Rochi quickly went to random history classroom and locked the door to prevent the flames from getting into his safe haven. He rushed to one of the windows in there and broke it and with that, his plan got started.
"Someone help me I'm trapped here!"
His voice sounded really scared as if he was a victim in the chaos. Nobody would know he had caused the fire for he got rid of the evidence in the fire. He kept screaming for help and waited for someone to help him.
The second act of Rochi's show has started.
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Sept 11, 2015 15:26:28 GMT -5
It was amazing what a little chair throw could cause. It was just unfortunate that Macht had arrived, because now Austin would have little choice but to either stop altogether, or help break up what he started.
His hands would lift up, palms outward in a gesture toward Macht.
"Just a little harmless chair. I'm all done though, if it means that much to you.."
It wasn't that Knuckles was afraid of Macht, it was because he had a lot of respect for him. He felt like he owed it to the one he had abandoned and the last thing he wanted to kill was his friendship with Macht.
"I'll back off for now.. But this headmaster is a tool like all the rest. You guys won't see it until it's too late."
Austin would nod toward Aaron. He had respect for him. They had previously planned to infiltrate Riot and bring them to their knees together. He wasn't about to butn bridges yet. However he wasn't clearing out yet. Instead he skmply crossed his arms and looked about, his guard up incase someone felt he was still a problem.
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Post by finnybae on Sept 11, 2015 15:26:43 GMT -5
I'm just kinda chilling in the back. Don't worry about me... hue
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Let's sleep through the end of this world.
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❝ Iconoclast ❞
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Post by Ira Defaire on Sept 11, 2015 16:45:44 GMT -5
stars are fallingand so are you.
Ira stepped forward, evidently dissatisfied by the obstruction of her scissors. What was that red-head up to, once more? He'd muddled in her life once, she didn't want him around for the second witness of her errors.
She yanked a random girl out of the crowd, her wrath confused with the spear of spiteful words that she was determined to penetrate anyone with, but she stopped dead in her tracks.
Letting out a gleefully, dizzy laugh and clapping her hands in delight was apparently her forte now, as she staggered dazedly back. Everything was surreal; nothing was inherently real to begin with, and life was a little daydream she wanted to... adore.
She slammed into Macht Starke and looked up with a scowl.
But he, he was the one that she constantly encountered, with a superior hero complex that she loathed with every fiber of her being, for he accosted her for information, and she wasn't about to allow him to spot her little self--
Too soon, she was staring straight into his captivating green eyes, deciding that the only two possible solution to extract herself out of the situation was to either kill him or to kill herself.
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Post by Vivi Perish on Sept 11, 2015 17:42:43 GMT -5
hey young blood | Doesn't it feel like our time is running out? |
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Vivi looked up as she heard a familiar voice shouting. Oh… it was that kid who’d challenged her a few weeks ago, wasn’t it? She’d recognize that outrageous accent anywhere. Daire made his way over to her, and surprisingly enough, he spoke to her in a manner that wasn’t difficult to understand. Seemed he was making an effort to speak legibly for her, and she appreciated that.
“After class, sure,” Vivi replied, but her attention was quickly diverted.
A girl charged at Shugo, and the ex-school captain chucked a folding chair at him right after he asked for them to calm down. Okay that was pretty disrespectful… Vivi stood up from her chair and watched the chaos ensue. It seemed Shugo was able to handle himself, and Macht had made his way up to the podium to threaten the student body.
Hopefully they’d listen to the voice of their captain, either out of fear or respect. Vivi yanked students who were fighting apart and shoved them towards the school building with little more than a few harsh words, and eventually made her way over to Valo and Shugo, ready to help defend them if anyone dared attack. The entire situation made her sick. Perhaps she’d always liked to turn a blind eye to the violent nature of the school. After all, who would want to believe they devoted day after day of their life to protecting a school full of pig-headed violence prone delinquents? …Damn. That was pretty much what she did. But regardless, she still clung to that shred of a belief. The belief that there was some good in this school, and people in this school that were worth fighting for.
The violet haired Pillar turned her gaze to the podium, where a dark haired girl was making her way toward the school captain. Oh god… what was she thinking? If anything she hoped the girl wouldn't attack, that could get her injured, and the girl looked pretty small. Macht wouldn’t hurt her though. He wouldn’t do that. Vivi pulled her gaze away from the podium and went back towards yelling at kids to get to class.
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"Yes, inside I may be fucked up, but not ask fucked up as you'll be if you keep talking..."
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Post by Gregor Abeln on Sept 11, 2015 20:07:34 GMT -5
Gregor stood in the corner, laughing. Now this was entertainment! Everyone in the room was attempting to tear each other apart, and there was blood everywhere. Gregor sat back in his chair, taking in his surroundings. It was great! He knew at one point the school would fall apart, but he didn't know it start so soon. "I mean, it's kind of the new head dick's fault..." Gregor thought. Gregor continued to laugh, shaking his head at all the stupidity.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2015 21:07:41 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? He watches the chaos ensure. The 'heroic' people trying to keep this riot back, while other students were trying to get their say. The higher ups didn't seem that worried, but were certainly having a hard time calming some of the students down.
Daichi really hoped this would end badly, but from the looks of it, in the end it would turn out alright. He stepped backwards and tried to move out of the way of the crowd. This entire scene was becoming more and more boring by the second and he just wanted to find a place to sit and eat by now.
He could wait for now he guessed, after all trying to force it would be to strenuous and tire him out. Even thinking was using energy, so he just tried to leave and would wander through the halls.  |
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Post by Hexx Ravier on Sept 12, 2015 5:31:23 GMT -5
(Late I know, this is before all the riot shit)
Hexx gave a light grunt of annoyance as he listened to this new headmaster figure prattle on ceaselessly about the integrity of the school and loads of other crap he was too busy not caring to hear. He quirked a brow slightly at Cer, who was interestingly enough disguised at the time. He wasn't going to question it, he really didn't find it all that important. Instead, his mind began wandering to the enticing thought of mexican food, where it nested quite firmly on the notion of ditching this shithole and going to grab some burritos. Hexx was only mildly distracted by the fact that this rather attractive young woman was leaning up against him, as he truly had a one-track mind that was currently full up. He gave a small nod as she mentioned leaving the assembly, and without much thought grabbed a gentle hold of her hand and did an about face, leading her briskly away from the borefest. "No time to talk, gotta go get tacos and shit. I'm buyin'. We should stop by a music shop too, maybe...bored as fuck."
Cereza Nova Grey
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Come to me and I will end your suffering...
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Post by Marquis Gerard Bellerose on Sept 12, 2015 12:33:29 GMT -5
Gerard stopped at the mouth of the entrance to the area. Fighting. Everywhere. Geez, Why did the Americans enjoy fighting so much? Looking around he noticed a handful of people pulling students apart and sending them to class. Well that seemed like a good idea. Switching the hold on his cane, he would begin thrusting it between people and prying them apart.
"Go on. To class with both of you. Stop fighting. Go to class."
In his excitement, his french accent was very thick. Hopefully people understood what he was saying.
"Arrêter de se battre! Arrêtez de vous battre maintenant! Comment immature. Américains ..."
Stefan stopped by his side for only a second before grabbing the donuts from Gerard and standing aside.
"Great parry, Master Gerard! What a fine posture!"
((OOC: For those characters close enough to hear and who speak french, he said:
"Stop fighting! Stop fighting now! How immature. Americans..."))
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Post by ❄️ Ike Shin ❄️ on Sept 13, 2015 14:56:41 GMT -5
Just stay in silence... Maybe no one will notice you from the group fight from that time ago. I would sit in the back in silence just for the meeting of this crappy ass assembly with a riot going on already. Something keeps bothering me... I want... more blood.
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Post by Tobias Ross on Sept 16, 2015 0:55:39 GMT -5
One announcement and people became insane. This school was going to be a whirlwind of activity. Leaning against the wall on his right leg and pulling out his pills, Tobias went to open them as a couple people who were intent on causing as much havoc as possible moved toward him. As one swung his fist at Tobias, the pills bottle fell to the ground and the contents spilled out as he leaned to the side to avoid the fist. Dropping the cane into his waiting hand and settling it to steady himself as he began to weave his upper body side to side as he avoided the blows aimed at his face.
The pain was growing unbearable as he moved and knocked away blows aimed at him with his right hand. Tobias needed to take his medication or his world would become one of agonizing pain that blocked out all of his senses. He could feel sweat forming on his body as the pain was locking his body in place.
I need those pills! You guys are moronic. I may be crippled, but not helpless. Though I may be soon.
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They say you win some and lose some, but all I'm doing is winning.
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Post by ♛Kira Etincelle♛ on Sept 17, 2015 17:01:40 GMT -5
I just want to take you home
Kira had decided to spend the entire time during this very boring meeting... In a supply closet... studying anatomy... with a fellow classmate from his biology class. You could say they had chemistry. The boy would open the closet door and stumble out.
"Well... I'll give you a B+ for effort. C- on the technique though, and I'm sorry but you need a C or higher as a prerequisite to move onto the nex-"
The boy was slapped across the face. Hard. He stumbled backwards and watched the girl leave. Oh how he loved to see them go. The boy would fix his hair, and straighten out his shirt before doing up his pants sleeve and belt.
"I'm awesome."
The boy had no idea of the massive riot that was beginning outside. So he had a very shocked face when he opened the doors to the courtyard and saw the chaos that was ensuing. Kira would very slowly backaway, locking the door to the courtyard on his way back in. From there, he turned around and wondered what was for lunch today as he walked away.
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Post by Marquis Gerard Bellerose on Sept 18, 2015 17:18:44 GMT -5
Gerard would look up from tearing people apart... literally... and spot the leader of the Lightning Gang next to a couple of other higher ranking officials overseeing the chaos. He would make his way toward them, still pulling people apart and sending them to class.
One boy tried to swing at him and was caught off guard by his cane.... into his testicles. His master would have bent him backwards over hot coals for that. There must always be honor in battle. Another student came at him, fists flying, Gerard would easily step aside avoiding the fists and punch him hard in the side 3 times. The boy folded like a sheet of paper and laid down in a huff on the ground.
"It's not nice to hurt people for no reason."
Steadily, he would make his way, only putting down those who would not leave on their own.
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Post by Isaac Blackburn on Sept 20, 2015 17:15:35 GMT -5
Isaac arrived late, and left almost instantly afterwards- this crowd was a mess with whatever this 'new system' they were talking about, and it seems to not be in the favor of 552's populous so he didn't feel the need to join in with the silly behavior of them. Whatever new things were upcoming were, they would only be the beginning for Isaac and Sabrina so it's not like things would be 'changing' per say for them.
"Boo." He would speak rather monotonously as he walked away with his hands in his pockets, feeling like he should at least say something to add to the crowd, even if not enthusiastically. What a waste of time.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Sept 21, 2015 17:57:43 GMT -5
Aaron would nod at Knuckles as well, giving a little smile of respect. Kid just liked to brawl, nothing wrong with that. Problem was just place and time, and Austin would get a huge bump of respect in Aarons eyes for not only understanding and knowing when to stop, but for being respectful about it. He turned and saw a boy moving toward Leon at a steady pace. Committed. He would turn and walk through the crowd, his voice steady as he would step in the guys path.
"I believe most people are moving out- anything I can help you with?"
Aaron stayed casual, one hand in his pocket as he watched the boy.
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