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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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I See, You're Real [Knuckles]
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2015 10:13:25 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? He heard the bell ring, but ignored it as he walked down the hallway. As people were rushing to get into class before teachers could see, he was just maneuvering around the crowd. His presence wasn't strong, so no one seemed to catch him. Wandering aimlessly was a skill that he possessed, though maybe not the best skill. He didn't even know why he was walking as he hated it since it took so much energy. Daichi was carrying a lunchbox in his hands, but not a backpack in sight. Finally his eyes would focus and he would pay attention to where he was going. There were still some stragglers or people that were just ditching. Seeing the happy students made him feel sick. How could people be so happy all the time, did they not fear anything? He stopped at the lunchroom, finding some people who just had free periods, but decided in the end to pass by it. He located a bench on the side of one of the hallways. It would have to do since Daichi was tired of walking and pretty much just wanted to chill and not do anything at all. From there he would start to just stare at the ceiling and forget about everything.
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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 12:51:51 GMT -5
Knuckles was suppose to be in his algebra class. Instead he had decided to hit the lunchroom for his 'free' period, only to realize that it was nearly empty and boring as all hell.
The dirty blond haired teen would find himself leaving the lunchroom turning the corner to see someone sitting on a bench, staring into nothingness. A smirk would grow on Austin's face and he would casually walk by, stop and plop down next to the kid, throwing his arm around his shoulder.
"Whatcha got in the lunchbox, kid? Anything good..?"
Was Knuckles really going to shake this kid down for his lunchbox? Probably not.. Unless he had something really tasty. Austin was just trying to fill his time. And this chump stuck out like a sore thumb. Maybe he'd just bust his balls a little and be done with it. He probably wasn't worth beating up, in Knuckle's eyes anyways.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2015 21:10:59 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? Fucking bastard. Some imbecile decided it would be a good idea to sit with him. Worse he set his sights on his lunch. Daichi's cold almost lifeless eyes stared at Knuckles as he half spoke half mumbled. "Oh I see... so you want to eat my lunch before the earth will open up, sending your mind to hell as you go mad." He takes a chopstick and points it at the burly guy. "I suggest you leave me alone, but then there seems little hope for you anyways, so just give up and fall into despair."He would attempt to scootch away from the other, but it probably wouldn't work considering the size and most likely strength. He would protect his lunch at all costs though as it was one of the only things he would spend decent energy and concentration into. This guy... this guy would not win.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Sept 13, 2015 22:57:54 GMT -5
Knuckle's right eyebrow raised up, the smirk on his face widened and he gave a little chuckle. That was one of the most pathetic and depressing shit he had actually heard anyone say to him. His smirk would fade slightly as he spoke.
"That was deep.. Brought a tear to my eye, such a poet."
Knuckle's free left hand wouldnreach across toward the lunch box and the young outlaw would look to grab hold of it, his right arm that he had around the kid's should would lift up and over to rest of the other side the kid's head, against his neck.
"It would have been smarter to just gimme the damn box, kid."
At which point he would push hard and look to push the kid off the bench he sat on and separate him from his lunch box.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2015 22:20:27 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? He rolls his eyes at this guy's sarcasm. It really wasn't a good comeback at all and really showed how little this guy though about life. He didn't care for much, but when his lunch got stolen as he was not expecting the other just to grab it, he tried to reach, only to be picked up by the collar. Blinking rather uninterested he decided what he had to say. Actually he was quite enjoying this situation. As much as he hated it, the feeling of loosing something important to him made Daichi actually pleased. It could just be the feelings of hope in this moment were lost, but sadly the other wouldn't be joining him in this feeling. He was shoved back, which in his mind just completed how pathetic he was. He would groan as he sat up and then just stared at Knuckles rather strangely. It was an almost expressionless expression, but with hints of satisfaction which didn't fit the situation at all. Inside the lunchbox is just some onigiri and rolled eggs - a simple meal. He's be annoyed if the other threw it away, but then he should just be more annoyed about the situation, but now he seemed fine with it. " Well I guess I should thank you for pushing me since it gave me quite a thrill." His voice was the same depressing tone it's been before, but with a hint of amusement. "You probably don't get what I'm saying, but then you weren't on the receiving end."
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Post by "Knuckles" on Sept 15, 2015 22:33:15 GMT -5
Knuckles stared blankly toward the kid for a moment after he had pushed him off the bench and listened to what he said. Gave him a thrill!? Austin couldn't help but wonder what kind of sicko he had just made contact with.
"You're frickin' weird, dude- What the hell is this shit?"
Knuckles would give Daichi's food the same blank stare as he had recieved. To the young outlaw, this looked nothing like something he would call lunch. A frown appeared on his face before he looked back at the other kid, lifted the lunchbox up and tipped it upside down on Daichi's head.
"I guess I'm just going to have to kick your ass due to disappointment.."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2015 20:10:40 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? Daichi stood up as Knuckles contemplated his attitude. He walked closer with intent on getting his lunchbox back, but instead found it on his head. He blinked, then brushed off his already messy hair and then frowned slightly. "Aww, now I'm going to have to buy something from the cafeteria... You're really going to make me do all that work..." As he said this he walked a bit away as wasn't sure what the other would do. Upon hearing that he would be beaten up he smiled rather oddly. It was like a half smile, but it didn't belong and was sort of creepy. "Oh I see, but since I never planed for a fight, don't you think the despair wouldn't be enough... but then... what would happen if you despaired..." Nodding at the thought he still had his hands on his chopsticks. As fast as he could, he would throw it at Knuckle's face like a dart. Unless he was so unprepared it probably wouldn't hit, but then the fight had started. Daichi took a laid back stance with his left hand in his pocket and his weight on his left leg. In his right hand he was twirling the other chopstick. "I guess I should hope so the despair can grow, don't you think."
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Post by "Knuckles" on Sept 16, 2015 20:41:05 GMT -5
The kid's words didn't even give Knuckles something to chuckle at. But at the very least the kis had balls. Most people would have tried to talk him out of kicking their ass up and down the hallways, but this kid was either brave or stupid, because he rose to the challenge.
"Kid.. I think you need counciling and anti-depressants. Let me give you something to cry to your therapist about.."
Austin didn't budge when the other kid made his movements throwing a damn chop-stick at him, which ultimately bounced off his forehead and did nearly no damage what-so-ever. It only served to cause Knuckle's right eyebrow to raise and a sadistic smirk to appear on his face.
"You're going to regret that, you little shit."
Knuckle's wasted no time in reacting. A quick shift forward and he would take a large step to clear the distance between the two. He would push himself slightly off toward his own right, Daichi's left, and strike with a right cross aimed to crush the left side of his face. Maybe the kid shouldn't have put that left hand into his pocket, like he was fighting some kind of amatuer.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2015 21:11:08 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? Knuckle's words didn't phase him at all. Actually they were kind of hilarious, a councilor, really now. Odd as it is he has almost no reaction to any of Knuckle's later words. At the moment he's just thinking about how tiring this is and he really just wanted to lay down and stare at the ceiling, maybe he'd even count the number of cracks he saw. Out of the corner of his unaware eye he saw knuckles coming towards him. He would have no time to dodge, and it's not like he wanted to or anything, really he was bored, but didn't want to do any work. Stupid as it was he took the blow. It would send him flying and knock him against the wall. He would use his right hand to break the impact a bit, though it just got him more injured. He probably got a concussion from that hit and it could just mess him up even further. He could be hallucinating or something as the hit was that bad, but he started to laugh at the situation. He stared at the ground, his hair covering his face. Daichi looked at some blood dripping from his head and he smiled a bit. "This isn't hope at all, despair might come soon as death approaches." He laughs to himself again and looks at Knuckles with a slight confused expression. "Isn't this wonderful?"
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Post by "Knuckles" on Sept 16, 2015 22:43:47 GMT -5
"Fan-fucking-tastic. I'm having a grand ol' time!"
Austin was walking toward the kid again menacingly. Maybe he was a douchebag for picking on this kid the way he was, but he didn't care. This school was full of people just as bad or worse. Someone had to let these kids know what kinda place they had entered.
Austin would once again step in toward him, his left arm would thrust out forward as he aimed to slam his palm into Daichi's chest and grab his shirt while lifting him backwards and into the wall again.
As long as he managed to get that far, Knuckles would pivot and jerk backwards to throw the kid at the wall on the other side of the hallway. That ever present cocky smirk widening. He couldn't help but wonder how long this kid would last.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 18, 2015 16:49:55 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? Daichi saw Knuckles approach him. Now what to do... He could fight back of course, but the outcome was already clear. He was apparently weaker and would need to get stronger if he wanted to survive... but. Sighing he would turn away from Knuckles and head in the direction of the cafeteria, ignoring him completely. He would probably be stopped by Knuckles and slammed against the wall anyway, but it was his way of showing he really didn't care. Speaking of caring, he would need to retrieve his chopstick eventually. He bought those from a dollar store and so far they've come in handy. Now getting thrown hurt, it hurt pretty bad. He probably should be knocked out and was very close to being so. His sore body would look at Knuckles and decide that he was absolutely worthless. This guy did not know the meaning of loosing hope and feeling empty. He was most likely just in it for the fights... Daichi would take his remaining strength, or rather just enough to throw, to try and make his other chopstick hit Knuckles head. Again, it would do nothing, but then he could say he tried? But actually he could feel his loss of chopsticks and it was a very nice pair. He smiled to himself as there was there pleasurable feeling of emptiness. He mumbled to himself and didn't know if the other could hear him, but he didn't really care either. "So... you won't join it then... the despair waiting to settle into everyone's lives." And he laughed slightly, waiting for the final punch to knock him out.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Sept 18, 2015 18:14:21 GMT -5
If Knuckles had a conscience, he'd probably feel bad for kicking the crap out of this kid. But he didn't.. So, he didn't. Instead the kid tried to throw his other chop stick at Austin, as if the second one would have more of an effect than the first.
"You're a sad excuse for a male, dude.. I pity the shit out of you.. You're going to get chewed up in here.
This kid was not going to make the cut at this rate. Maybe if he had shown some promise, Austin would have considered taking him under his brutish wing. However, he saw nothing of value. Only a coward, to afraid to put up any real attempt at a fight.
Knuckles would move close once again, aiming to grab the front of Daichi's shirt and lift him up, off his feet. At which point, Knuckles would look to thrust a single rifht fist into the kid's stomach, before twisting and looking to swing him up and then down onto his face.
If it worked and whether or not the kid was unconcious afterwards, Austin would look to deliver a swift kick to his body and send him sliding down the hallway.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 22, 2015 2:11:41 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? Pure failure. He was failing at this fight and the hope that he might have was depleting. This was what he wanted... this feeling of despair. As he's thinking about this he was spacing out a bit, so he didn't pay enough attention to what Knuckles is doing. And sure enough he's picked up, punched, and thrown away. As he skid down the hallway he lightly hit the opposite wall. His body lay limp as he stared at the ground defeated. He put of a good fight right? Well probably not, but he did try? Well it seemed like a loosing battle anyways and he didn't want to spend any extra energy on that, so he might as well just get himself beat up. Well most likely the other would leave him and he would just continue to lay on the ground. Sure to be hurting for a while, but it was a good experience. If everyone was like this guy, he'd need to start training. Fuck, more work for him to do. He mentally groaned as he blacked out.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Sept 22, 2015 16:50:38 GMT -5
"Tch.. Pussy. Kid ain't gonna survive in here."
Knuckles simply shrugged after the kid blacked out. The urge to fight had been satisfied so he felt no reason to stomp his unconcious body into the linolium. The young outlaw would stretch out wide and release a yawn before turning qnd walking away like nothing ever happened.
Not good enough for Apex.. Man, it's slim pickin' around here.
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