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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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Do You Know The Mayhem Man? Yes I Know The Mayhem Man! (CER)
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 26, 2015 20:17:25 GMT -5
"That's what I told her. She said she would dig you up and retrieve it from your corpse. You know she's crazy enough that she might've been telling the truth."
--- Cereza had to laugh at the mere thought of Ecko doing such a thing. Ecko was so random that it really was a little hard to pinpoint how serious she was about things. Nevertheless Cereza honestly believed Damien was far too stubborn to let death take him without a hell of a fight. As far as having a tea party with Amara was concerned Cereza just stared at Damien for awhile as the cogs in her head twisted and turned. If he looked at her he would probably wonder what was going on that head of hers. She was just picturing him wearing a tiara and a boa for starters. Somewhere she started to chuckle without words. The car had been stopped at his point and she was still chuckling seemingly to herself. She shook her head opening her jacket and undoing her hair. Again the rare times she truly wore it down, but her fedora white idle on her once more to compliment it all. Even if he tried to inquiry what her staring and laughing was about she'd exit the car without a word, just a cute facial expression that would read 'oh nothing'. Outside the car she'd stretch her arms forward and cracked her neck. Now why the hell did it seem like she was the one preparing to fight someone. Well ya never know what might happen in Terminal 5. Mosh pits happen and Cereza just wanted to be prepared, well that and she need to feel loose to party it up.
"Soo.."
--- When she was done she walked around the front of the car towards him and purposely wrapped her arms around his neck and hopped up so he could carry her in a cradle like position. She smirked mischievously speaking with such playful enthusiasm in her voice.
"Come on... onward! I need some spoiling. So spoil me."
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jan 26, 2015 20:36:25 GMT -5
Mayhem would laugh as well, at the idea of Ecko digging up his corspe just to get his prized coat. He knew the coat was cool, it was his favorite but a long way to go for a coat. However he wouldn't put it pass the eccentric girl. 'Note to self. Have coffin booby trapped.' He though to himself. And like Cereza would have happy expression at his own though, and eyes that looked as they would never tell why.
Getting out of the car, he would let Cereza wrap her arms around him, however just then move to carry her in the way she hoped, she would instead be slung over his shoulder. Turning his head, he would grin at the view.
"I can think of something else begin with S you need if you start being cheeky."
His free hand would fire up, and not hard spank her while she was in the position to prove a point. He would spoil her because he wanted to not because she asked. I wants never get. Well unless you were him then it always did.
He would then march them toward the entrance of Terminal 5 without putting her down. Word saying there was no ticket would be exchanged, then money and then the lack of tickets suddenly stopped being a issue. Mayhem would wait till they were inside, but only once she started to struggle to put her down.
As the came in the, she would be able to here the crowd, waiting for the band. It seemed to they had missed some, but it was a break between songs. The band fiddling with instatements and the like on stage. About to play the next hit.
"A very merry un-birthday to you." He would say as the started putting her down, if she hadn't made him do so earlier.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 27, 2015 0:47:34 GMT -5
--- Cradle position denied! Cereza instead was slumped over his shoulder like some doll. She actually laughed instead of protesting.
"Heey."
--- She laughed at his words and him giving her a little spank. Really he wanted to be the one talking about being cheeky? Well she'd give him cheeky. From her positioning it wouldn't hard to reach and give his bottom a little squeeze in response. She didn't just take things without dishing them back. As he started walking she just decided not to struggle and got comfortable resting an elbow in his back and her cheek on the fist of that hand. She waited for the exchange to be over and as he walked by with her still slung on his shoulder she would just give the ticket guy a finger wave. The roar of the crowd was typical of any concert, it seemed they weren't too late.
"A very merry un-birthday to you, yes you."
--- She repeated with a smirk when he placed her down and she poked his nose. With a sharp spin on her heels, her hair almost catching him in his face her enthusiasm hadn't died down yet. She was adorable when she was super energetic.
"Alright what do we gotta do to get this party started!?"
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jan 27, 2015 1:14:01 GMT -5
Letting her down, Mayhem would tilt his head to prevent himself being poked into the nose. Only for Cereza to spin her hair catching him in the face. He would grin at her normal attitude and think about what to do in response of the question. "Well first we get to the front." Mayhem would tell her, he would start to walk into the crowd and then run. Knocking people aside as he charge through. Clearing a path through the crowd so the Cereza could follow quickly after she would have to be quick however. Because in order to prevent those knocked down, getting pissed and foolishly trying to take it out of his hide. Mayhem would reach in to his pocket, a roll of 100 dollar bills. Which he would throw over his shoulder. Cash would flutter down, people going for it instead, while Mayhem would charge into the crowd near the front of the stages as the chorus of one of the song he didn't know kicked in. Spinning he would push a space clear for him and Cereza to stand in. "Mosh baby what else. And after this shindig, meet the band." Mayhem would shout over his shoulder to her, placing his hands behind his back and planning to use his shoulders alone to great effect. As his actions would indeed cause a mosh pit to descend around them.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 27, 2015 11:41:24 GMT -5
--- A little playful frown as he didn't let her poke his nose was all she gave before returning to her state. At his response she watched and followed before he broke out into a charge. Grinning she didn't hesitate to follow quickly beyond. She had to mush a few in the face out of her way since they somehow stumbled in the path instead of out. For a split second she removed her gaze from him and in that moment is when he through the roll over his shoulder. She looked just in time to move her head shouting up to him.
"A little higher next time!"
--- Considering she almost got hit in the face. The cash flutter behind and like typical money hungry human begins they swarmed for it. She heard him well, but as he stood with his arms behind his back she grinned still within her sprint she would use his folded hands as leverage. How? At the point of being near him she hopped a little and placed one foot on his folded hands, pushing with the other coming to step on his shoulder as she leaped and made it on the stage. Meet the band? Check. Cheeky sneaky clever girl. She would smirk at Damien from her new place and smiled with an added wink to Starset's front man Dustin Bates. She started to grove to the song and even sing a long to it. Surprisingly when the second verse kicked in he actually held the mic to her allowing the voice not too many knew she had shine through, he even choosing to sing with her. But that chorus was all his. She stuck her tongue out at Damien at some point mockingly, but she knew he'd enjoy his time in his little self made mosh pit. She'd come back down eventually.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jan 27, 2015 20:17:24 GMT -5
Mayhem would feel the pressure of Cereza practically using him as a stepping stone. Leaving him down below and her up on stage. He would glance up and see her smirk down at him as the pit closed around him. It would be time for some fun.
"Bring it ladies."
It wasn't the same as the ring obviously but nevertheless he would enjoy himself. The music wasn't bad, he would congratulate Rooke later on the decent pick he made. While Mayhem would make some Mayhem. Shoulder barging and being barged. However it would slowly become apparent that he was tougher then the average man in the crowd. The numbers of those brave enough to risk the pain slowly thinning out as he played.
With the crowd thinning he would look up to the stage once more, in time to see the tongue stuck out at him. Like a child he would return it. One step ahead of the game though, he said meet the band later and she had made that now. That was spunky, and he love it.
"Atta Girl." He would cheer at her with a grin.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 29, 2015 2:58:14 GMT -5
--- People really had no idea who they were dealing with in that crowd. Damien was like a human wrecking ball that Cereza never got to test out surprisingly. It wasn't for the lack of wanting to, but with this tournament he was holding he was the end game. For Cereza it wasn't about the money or the bragging right of a champion. She just wanted an open shot at him and she knew he loved the attention and spotlight so why not in front of a crowd? His crowd at that. If she lost well she lost, but she would've made sure not to go down so easily. She was the kind of girl that usually took the initiative in most cases like tonight as she remained on stage with the band. In the crowd he dealt with so easily slowly started to dissipate around her eyes would note someone making a naughty attempt.
--- He was trying to sneak up on him with a knife. How did he get that in here? No matter. Cereza wasn't thrilled and though more than likely Damien would catch on Cereza wanted some fun in it too. With a wink to the lead singer she would make a quick sprint and leap off the stage aiming for a flying drop kick to the sneaking up behind Damien. She had enough height from the stage to clear over Damien's shoulder and catch the guy right in the chest since there was some distance. Cereza landed in a low crouch before standing straight up, the guy had to be seeing stars. She turned looking at Damien with a smirk, yes proud of herself she was.
"Had to take one for myself."
--- The band was still playing unfazed by the antics, obviously. Cereza casually went back into playing to the rhythm and scooting herself next to him playfully bumping him with her hip. So what was next for fun?!
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jan 29, 2015 16:33:31 GMT -5
Mayhem would, hear the sound of someone sneak up behind him. Glancing over his shoulder, and noticing the knife. He was about to do something about it, when Cereza from the stage leap at the man and took him down, before joining him, playfully bumping in to him. He was impressed at how the band wasn't disturbed by what was going on.
It would be at the point, that Mayhem decided to play with her, and not those around who were boring by comparison. Mayhem would hook his foot around the back on one of hers and pull her foot from under her. Catching her back with an arm and turn what should be her fall, into a gracefully lowering down to the ground.
"Laying down during the party, how unlike you."
He taunted looking down at her and sticking out his tongue. It was time for a little game of cat and mouse.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 29, 2015 22:24:41 GMT -5
--- Bands were far too used to mosh pits and fights breaking out. They were instilled with that motto 'the show must go on'. And so it did. Cereza enjoying the music of one of her favorite bands and well ok she enjoyed Damien's company too. Don't tell him though cause his ego meter might break. If she was paying attention that he would try something he wouldn't have managed to catch her off guard... again. The bastard took her foot from right underneath causing her to fall backwards and as much as she attempted to reach for someone she felt her hat tipping off her head and grabbed for that instead. He grabbed her back and set her on the ground so she didn't hit hard and she blinkingly stared at him. What an asshole. Considering the area around them was so cleared from Damien scaring them off she was safe from being stomped on. Some of her long hair got in her face and blew it away with ease, propping herself up with her elbows. Her right leg bent in a little with the sole of her foot on the ground. She glared at him.
"Cheeky. Really damn cheeky. Ha. ha."
--- She was gonna pay him back eventually when she thought of something. She considered kicking the crap out of his shin at the moment but he was looking. Then again she said something that was gonna cause some other chain of events to occur. Yeah Cereza knew better but that meant nothing.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jan 29, 2015 22:46:19 GMT -5
"Cheeky. Really damn cheeky. Ha. ha."
Cheeky was he. Really damn cheeky was he. He would show her what was cheeky. It was like he didn't even care who was around. He didn't care that he was much older then her, and she was at that age were some would think she was under age as she was, while others may give him a free ride on the matter.
Mayhem would lift a leg and put his foot gently on top of Cereza raised knee before pushing it down, so that it lay flush with the floor once again, but not far enough as to actually crush the knee. Then he he would step forward and go to sit on her lap while she was on the floor. If she wanted to stop him, she could, perfect position for a certain sort of kick, but would that work.
If the kick didn't come, and Mayhem was allowed to sit atop of her, his hands would shoot out and start to tickle her in the side of the ribs. If that didn't get a reaction, the tickling would be more a poke in the side. While he did so he would look over at the band. While they still played, one of them was watching confused at the display. Not a common event at a gig, to be sure.
"Say uncle. Say Uncle Caine stop please."
He would order her, if she squirmed from the touch in away that meant she need him to stop.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 30, 2015 0:21:44 GMT -5
--- On the contrary Cereza looked a little older than 17 and what was 17 anyways. Ooo one year from being government legal? So the hell what. Yeah she knew he was much older so was Saul and still occasionally she flirted and played back. A girl can have her fun no matter what. Besides Cereza was a breaker of rules, she didn't like to conform to them. As he stepped on her knee pushing it down she actually twitched thinking it was going to push it harder, he was a strong bastard she knew that. And then he quickly straddled her. She should've kicked him in the balls. She really should've, but in truth for some reason she figured he probably had balls of steel and she would've hurt her feet rather than hurt him. She totally should've taken the chance rather than let him straddle her and begin his onslaught.
--- Tickle torture was the worse ever. Like ever. It was unrelenting and unforgiving. He was a dick for this. She really wished she left the jacket zipped up cause that would've protected her but she hadn't and it left her exposed. The black loose tank was so not protective enough against his tickling. She didn't want to laugh or squirm but she actually was a little ticklish when done right. She tried resisting she really did.
"Screw you Damien."
--- Defiant little thing but she was starting to laugh and squirm. Not hysterically but giggles trying to catch her breath. She would make an attempt and hoped it worked. Cereza was a flexible girl and as such she would swiftly curl her legs and try to hook them underneath his arms, if it was successful she would pull him back with just her leg strength. There would be a strain but a good one in her core cause he was kinda heavy but that was no matter. She'd try to pull him backwards and if succeeded she'd be able to sit up and poke him at his sides. How do you like them apples? But if it failed she was at his mercy a little longer.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jan 30, 2015 15:38:32 GMT -5
Mayhem would let the legs wrap around him, but would at first use his abdominal muscles in order to preventing himself being pushed down right away. However he would give and let Cereza win out, and bring him to the floor. Rolling his eyes as she would start to poke him in the sides.
He would let her have her fun briefly, and her revenge for the tickle attack she had suffered. Before he would pull him arms in and the grab her by the waist. He would roll her over once again, people were at this point, trying to ignore them and just pay attention to the band. The two would end up on the floor, Mayhem above her and between her legs.
"Floor ain't comfy enough for that."
He would whisper in her, before taking a hand off her waist and push up and start to stand. If allowed to stand, he would offer out a hand, to help pull Cereza back to her feet. The brief tussle an amusing, and he had to admit some what arousing, distraction.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 30, 2015 22:06:30 GMT -5
--- She knew he let her and for that reasoning her poking didn't last long. She was so tempted to just punch him instead, but would that even make a difference? As much as she wanted to and wanted to know her mind thought back to that card he gave her. His tournament. The winner got a shot at him. That is what made it all the worth wild for her. That opportunity. It's a miracle she never took it before. It was a long shot but she wanted it. She had stopped with a annoyed face before he grabbed her waist and rolled her over to her back once again with a little 'oof'. This was a trend with her lately. Well this was certainly kinky how could people not look at the display. Odd wasn't even the word. At least others probably took it to dark corners away from prying eyes those naughty exhibitionist. She smirked rolling her eyes at his whisper in her ear. Before he got up she'd give a slight smack on his butt for everything. Her chest was heaving a little from the lack of oxygen she was getting from his torture but was slowly steadying itself to a comfortable pace.
"You'll break it anyways."
--- She quipped back. Oh she was on fire tonight with the cheeky comebacks. Was this making up for lost time? It was a little more than usual which made it all the more fun no? She snickered, grinning taking his hand for support and getting to her feet. Tonight she really did seem extra naughty in her words. Though the crowd wondered what the hell was going on they tried their best to ignore and keep with the band. Cereza stopped paying attention the moment he started tickling her. Once up she would've snatched her hand from him cuz yes she was still a little sour about the tickling and gave him her back while she fixed her jacket. Smoothing out her pants and adjusting her hat. What possible revenge could she get on him? Think think think.
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Post by Damien 'Mayhem' Caine on Jan 31, 2015 21:29:14 GMT -5
Mayhem would laugh at her comment, look down at the floor and then stamp a foot hard into the ground. A section of the ground would buckle slightly at the force. Wooden panels breaking in, however covered by carpet the hole wouldn't be obvious to those to much urther away then him and Cereza.
"You're right, floor ain't sturdy either."
He would quip back, wondering how Cereza would respond. However the music would change from one song into the next, Mayhem liking what had started, he would turn to look at the band, turning his back on Cereza.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Jan 31, 2015 22:35:54 GMT -5
--- Cereza shook her head he just had to test the waters didn't he? Damien always had to flex his muscles. One always needed to carry around damn measuring tape with him cause he was always ready to whip it out and show it off. Men. She always seemed to surround herself with those types. Can't lie it was entertaining though occasionally eye rolling. How could she really be mad at him for too long? She enjoyed the banter too much.
"I wonder what would be sturdy enough for you."
--- She didn't really wonder. But she was playing with the fact that he broke the wooden floor underneath a bit so no the floor wouldn't do. She imagined an entire room would be destroyed. A wall maybe? Naw. Yeah she really needed to shake those thoughts for particular reasons. He turned his back on her and she looked up to the band as well. Despite her feeling the song she was still feeling playful, feisty even. It wasn't so empty around them anymore which was perfect for her. Feeling mischievous she took the opportunity of his back to her to from a far distance give his behind a hard squeeze before moving someone in her place and dipping quickly into the crowd. She had removed her hat so no white hat to follow and this was something she was good at. After all a thief had to be. Not that he knew she was the infamous thief Jinx yet. She faded into the crowd snaking her way towards the darker parts. She knew she wouldn't go completely unseen but she was getting a head start. That's all she wanted. She'd glance back occasionally to see where he was.
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