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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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Rooftop Rumble[Dross/Batista/Scum]
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Post by Scum on Sept 20, 2015 0:07:09 GMT -5
 Sorry for the crappy post. | --NATHAN apathy❞
"Another morning.. I still feel nothing".
Nathan found himself overly apathetic on this - well - he wasn't entirely sure how to feel. The sun seemed to be out..that was pleasant, right? The breeze coiled tightly around his person, his expressionless eyes gazing at horizon beyond. "I am so excited". School was boring, as was just about everything else. When he wasn't fighting with Angelica, he spent his time up on this here rooftop; gazing at the sky in the hopes he can gain some kind emotion from it. Of course, it's not to say he wasn't excited being up here. He felt that if there was any place he'd gain emotion, this was it. He wasn't entirely sure why, but the presence of blood lust emanated from the vicinity; it was just a matter of time until a clash took place.
"Maybe I should do something?"
Fully stepping through the doors, he located a nearby couch and sat down, the puff of dust and dirt causing him to cough and gag for a brief moment. "I can get used to this" He said as he stretched out, laying his arms on the back of the couch "I can get used to this".
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Post by Dross on Sept 20, 2015 0:44:24 GMT -5
It was a slow walk or rather more of a crawl. His feet slap against the ground slowly with slow slaps as his knuckles beat in front of them. Prancing around on all fours like an ape, Devin strode slowly bored in content with all the silence around him. Soon it was all broken a door splayed open in the distance a light shined through down upon him. His stepped were slow and careful, a peculiar curiosity filling the air as he went to investigate. His eyes wondered back and forth. He slowly emerged through the door. The sun hit his eyes which made him squint. His left hand went to shield his eyes as his right went to prop his figure up. Still on all fours he would pivot, slowly staring down the wide open space of the rooftop. He had never seen such space, such freedom he'd never experienced such wide openness. His eyes sprung to meet another form as his eyebrows splayed upward in curiosity. He felt his figure move forward seemingly on his own as his want to know more drove him forward and further. he didn't speak didn't utter a word but his feet and knuckles splatting on the ground would be all one needed to hear him approaching. Still moving around in a more ape like manner. His mouth slightly parted as he breathed in and out his chest puffing slowly. tag: Scum @krozy ▪ words: 200 or soo ▪ ooc: Enjoy |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2015 0:53:32 GMT -5
Batista had finished up with homework and decided to head to the rooftop. You know, he had to spend a few minutes crumpling up the papers and throwing the books away; it takes real effort. Anyways, he decided to spend the rest of his evening up on the rooftop. It's the perfect setting to relax, let off some thoughts and get a whiff of freshness (better than Febreze).
On his way, he'd seen the doors to the rooftop being opened by what looked like a dummy trying to intimidate a gorilla treading through the doors. "What the hell?" He muttered to himself before deciding to follow the dude up the stairs. Shaking his head in a judgmental disappointment, he kept his distance as to not make the guy aware but just enough to see where he was going. His opinion of the guy going from a horrible gorilla impression to what looked like caveman behavior, they had opened the doors and covered their eyes. IGN has indeed confirmed that this guy is a bit coo-coo, 10/10.
Following him through the door, he'd attempt to take the crawling man by surprise as he sent a foot flying to the back of their back. If successful, he'd knock him face down and use their back as a stepping stone to move in front of him. "Now boy, what in the actual hell are you doing?" Batista was however unaware of the fact that Scum was there in the background. He truly didn't care though, he'd have better things to deal with like George of the Jungle here.
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Post by Scum on Sept 20, 2015 2:03:13 GMT -5
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| --NATHAN apathy❞
Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. With each stomp, the ground vibrated; animals scattering out of sheer fear from the oncoming presence. It had seemed air itself fell short, halting to crash to their knees, basking in glory at the mere sight of this beast. Short huffs and puffs of air scaled the walls of the staircase, frantically bursting from the doors that led to the rooftop; an intense shadow casting itself upon the entrance. As a peach-skinned fist planted itself against the rough cemented surface, Nathan could only gaze as the intimidating force had made itself known. "..Oh.."Now what was this? Before him was not some intimidating force, not some immense presence, it was a boy - around the same age as him it seems - parading around in an ape stance. Nathan had found many things interesting, how his mother could withstand such gargantuan amounts of pain, how his father never went to jail despite living next to cop, or how he hadn't been by Angelica's side by this point. It's fair to say that this in fact was by far the most interesting thing he's seen in his entirely life. Now, as a means to how he would address this situation? Well, he wasn't going to do anything really; simply sitting there was good enough. "..I wonder if I should say hi.."It seemed, however, that the ape wasn't alone. Slowly following behind the misguided youth had been another man, just as confused by this sight as Nathan had been. As it seemed, this youth was more geared for the fight than the other-- that's not to say the monkey boy wasn't prepared for the fight. Immediately attempting to slam his foot into the back of the monkey-boy, Nathan's body tensed up; feeling an oncoming fight approaching sooner than the monkey-boy could respond to the attack. "Tell me something" Slowly raising from his couch, he assumed his normal standing position; his apathetic gaze tracing both the Monkey Boy and the youthful fledgling. "Do you guys feel pain"?... |
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Post by Dross on Sept 20, 2015 3:02:22 GMT -5
Devin's ear twitch as he felt and heard the steps behind him. The mans other boys foot swung through the air swiftly as he turned. He spun around the man watching his foot land firmly on the pavement. Devin fell behind him as he crawled away balling himself up at the edge of the roof. Small whimpers would come from his balled up form as he scrunched up hiding most of his face. He spoke no words and communicated with non of them although he heard their words. tag: Scum @krozy ▪ words: I dunno ▪ ooc: Enjoy #2 |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2015 3:30:42 GMT -5
Batista must have been heard because Dross crawled away before his foot had a chance to have some bonding time with Dross' back. He simply walked across as he would have anyways, his question still in the air unanswered. The rude neanderthal impressionist didn't even bother to answer him. He growled but before continuing his assault on Dross, he heard the man in the background as a question.
"Do you guys feel pain?" What a question that had been. Batista had been familiar with pain just as much as a hippy was familiar with weed. "Of course I feel pain. I have to look at yo' bald headed self ask me dumb questions." He sneered his threat before turning back to Dross. "Now answer my question boy, before I beat it outta' you."
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Post by Scum on Sept 20, 2015 3:54:14 GMT -5
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| --NATHAN apathy❞
This youthful fledgling..he reminded him of his father.
His feeble attempts at jabs were nothing short of that, feeble; much like his technique. Analyzing the man, he appeared to assume no stance, his kicks were sloppy and seemed to hold no true weight to them. In general, the mouthy male was inferior to the monkey-boy, he just couldn't place why he was taking these beatings. "Monkey" he said, his apathetic glare no fixated on the feral one "You are being abused because you are weaker. Are you truly weaker than this man"? Realizing the general outcome of this match prior to it's events occurring, Nathan simply stood still and awaited the boy to retaliate.
"I will give you one more try. Do not fail me".
As his cold, lacking eyes gazed down at the near pitiful display, he simply took his stance once more in preparation for an oncoming attack; hoping that things would gain speed soon enough. "Angelica wouldn't take nearly as long to initiate a fight. I cannot say that I am excited nor am I in pain." Looking once more to the abusive mouthy youth, he slowly began to approach him; fully expecting to attack should the monkey-boy fail as predicted. "May I test your limits of pain? I wish to know how much one can feel pain before their body rejects them".
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Post by Dross on Sept 20, 2015 4:08:49 GMT -5
Scums' words rang true to Devin as his ear twitched again. It was time, his form lifted and slide under the mans body as he rose up. His foot would rise as he took a swipe at the mans family jewels. Making sure the pain would resonate within his stomach. Devin stopped flat on his hands and and feet as his right foot went to kick at the back of the mans knee attempting to make him fall on it. After that a simple scurry prance away would be all he needed to make distance from himself and the bully. He stopped just short of Scum looking him up and down with a clear and motionless face. Devin crouched again letting his knuckles meet with the pavement returning to his monkey form he backed up looking at Scum. A slow analysis would take place his eyes trailing up and down as he watched the mans form. His eyes squinted as he did so almost circling around him with curiosity. It seemed Devin had taken interest in his hairless head, he had never seen anything like it before and it puzzled him. How could one be born with nothing on tops of their head he though to himself. tag: Scum @krozy ▪ words: I dunno #2 ▪ ooc: Enjoy #3 |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2015 14:42:18 GMT -5
Dross' reaction to Scum's question was quite surprising. As mindless as he was acting so far, Batista did not expect an attack to happen. As Dross charged at him, he would step back and get ready for a front kick aiming at his lower body. If this connected while Dross was sliding, it'd stop him in his tracks of his crawling. Regardless of the success of his kick, he'd back up in an attempt to make some distance, turning to Scum who'd be slowly approaching him.
"A 2 on 1 now? How pathetic." Batista would get back into position, before giving Scum a taste of what's coming. Now, Batista wasn't very fond of 2-on-1s but based on his school experience previously, he'd assume this one would be easy. Most of the students at his other schools usually were too weak to keep up anyways. Batista would then feint a roundhouse kick, only extending half-way before he'd switch legs, turning his technique into a crane kick. If successful, this kick would at least give Batista some breathing room.
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Post by Scum on Sept 20, 2015 20:28:52 GMT -5
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At long last..let the action commence. As if on cue, the monkey boy had sprung into action, sliding under the mouthy boy in an attempt to kick him where it hurt. Of course, the kick hadn't as much impact as intended-- that meaning he completely missed.. He'd received his chance-- it was time for Nathan to now make his move. "I learned this from my last fight. Prepare yourself please, mouthy one." Gaining speed, he continued to approach the mouthy fledgling as the man had gone for a feint kick; whether it was going to land or not wasn't the issue. As Nathan drew ever closer, the man swiftly pivoted, moving for what was known as a crane kick - however - the only thing he'd be hitting was air. Immediately noting this, Nathan pressed his right foot into the ground and took off, the attack switch officially turned on. "Let's go" [QUE BATTLE SONG]True to it's word, his next movement was indeed a matter of time, or a matter of timing rather. Now breaking into a full rush, body low to the ground, Nathan's emotionless eyes focused on one thing and one thing only, the mouthy youth. Closing in, Nathan brutally slammed his left foot against the pavement, his entire body lunging for with the moment as he slightly moved to the right only to jerk himself back into position; a deadly right hook meeting the man's solar-plexus. He was not done from here however. Using the force of that momentum to his advantage, his body rocked to the left; one terrifying duck leading into a rising uppercut to the boy's chin. "Mouthy One." Using the brutal punch delivered to gain some room, he took a few hops back; taking his stance whilst staring down the man he'd just injured. "What's your name?"Often signifying Nathan was officially fighting someone, he would either ask them for their name or give them his own; such a thing only being exclusive during a fight. "My name is Nathan. I will be your opponent as well". |
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Post by Dross on Sept 20, 2015 21:19:39 GMT -5
The monkey boy watched as the false kick was made and the bald headed man attack the big bully. Devin being Devin in all his Devinness would follow right behind the bald man staring at his shinning dome of justice all the way. He watch contently as he gave the man an ole one two punch and knew it was his turn to follow up. His foot wobbled as he fell sliding under the bullies legs. It would seemed he had tripped making a foolish bumbling mistake but that wasn't the case at all. He twisted making sure the hilt of his foot would land firmly into the underside of the mans nut sack. The harsh hit to his family jewels would be done with the hardest part of Devin's foot Devin would then flip up propping his hands up on the mans back and flipping over him as the same hill would go to hit upward on the mans nose. This would cause a sharp pain in his head and a disorientation due to his eyes watering. Not to mention Scums solar plexus hit and his uppercut followed by Devin's own nut sack hit and flipping hit plant to the nose. This flip would make sure it would be hard to catch Devin as he came down rolling out and away from the bullies grasp. tag: Scum @krozy ▪ words: I dunno #3 ▪ ooc: Enjoy #4 |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 20, 2015 21:35:25 GMT -5
Batista had set himself up, simply described as just that. From what he assumed would connect to Nathan became the exact opposite, landing him in a crucial position. From what could have been the perfect blow now became his perfect defeat. Nathan had hit him right in the solar plexus (fully vulnerable) with a right hook. Batista's breath had stopped just there as he coughed. Damn! Was this guy strong or what?
This however was not the end of Nathan's assault. Batista would be further punished as Nathan followed through with an uppercut straight up. The strength of Nathan was enough to send Batista flying up and so he did. If you didn't believe superpowers existed, here's the evidence; Batista flew. As he fell down, the weaker of the two, Devin, had came to follow up.
Just before Batista fell to the ground, Devin had rolled under him. Devin's first assault was what began to appear as a fail to then become a kick to Batista's scrotes. Ouch, that totes hurt. Normally, Batista would be able to defend himself, given how close he was and the "fail" trip being a complete mistake -- to throw himself at Batista? Foolish. -- but instead was too slow and too damaged. Once more, Devin had attempted to front flip over Batista and Batista raised his hands in a miraculous split second to protect himself from the incoming foot. Devin was fast but not super-human fast (thank god!).
Batista's final state after this assault on him became a complete batter to his core. Batista may have been a built man but he was nowhere near super-human in terms of his body's durability and the assaults definitely had their toll. Batista had no choice but to be a sitting duck for the further punishments, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't defend himself. He tensed up and brought himself to his knees with a definitive struggle. Afterwards, he coughed violently before spitting blood to the ground.
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Post by Scum on Sept 21, 2015 14:39:20 GMT -5
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"Your time is up..you are weaker" Coughing up blood as a result of the prior attacks, the mouthy one who'd still remained unnamed hunched over; completely and utterly defeated. Nathan couldn't stand the sight of it. Not because he felt sorry for him - he'd no idea how to feel pity - he just couldn't help but think of his past. Mentioned as often as he could, Nathan spoke of living in an abusive household. When his father would beat the living snot out of his mother, said mother assuming the same position as the mouthy one, the father always let up on her; getting up and storming off into the distance. By this logic alone, Nathan felt it best to assure the man wouldn't get up again-- there was no use him continuing this match. He approached him with that in mind. "You should have told me your name"His apathetic gaze fell over the hunched man, his clothes gently swaying in the breeze as his fists tightened harder than ever. "I would have been excited to fight you again". Swiftly raising his right foot as high as he possibly could, he brought it down upon the man's spine with the same force as his swings; a guillotine drop by any other means. SLAM! The man would collapse from the blow. Not to say it would knock him out, but at least leave him inoperable for the remainder of this duel. "Now then" his expressionless eyes darted toward the direction of the monkey boy, who'd currently been rolling away from the mouthy one as a means to gain distance. "Monkey boy" He said in a calm tone "Tell me your name, please". Charging forth with relentless speed, he strafed to the left, his right foot slamming into the pavement upon matching the same speed as the rolling boy. "Do not disappoint me." His left foot swung fiercely into the monkey boy's stomach; hoping to deal enough damage to leave him hurt for some time. "Let's begin". |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2015 15:19:32 GMT -5
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Batista is now out of the match. I'll post once more when everything is wrapping up for the sake of closure but I will continue to watch the thread.
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Post by Dross on Sept 22, 2015 21:19:06 GMT -5
He watched the mans foot come up, as he had just stopped rolling. The foot met his stomach making the monkey curl up. Devin didn't want to fight, he wasn't even sure how this fight had started. He just wanted to see the light, the light that so ever faded from the sky. His hand curled up as he went silent his hair hiding his face as he did so. His mouth parted as hie expressionless face moved to talk. "D...D...Devin." Was all he uttered as he layed their. He didn't understand the pain that curled up in his stomach but he didn't want to fight anymore. He just wanted it to be over. tag: Scum @krozy▪ words: I Dunno. ▪ ooc: Enjoy |
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