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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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Bareknuckle Beatdown II - TOURNAMENT
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Sept 27, 2015 4:58:15 GMT -5
[OoC: Open only to those who are on this list.] Those who signed onto the second Bareknuckle Beatdown would all be led to a lounging area, with a bar, a training room, and a place to relax and watch TV. There were three doors, one being an entrance from outside the venue, a second being the exit onto the arena, and the third being the path to the medical wing. All of them would be offered a locker to place their special ability-enhancing equipment, as none of that was to be allowed in the arena, before they would be led to the drawing board. This board listed the opponents by their "weight class," a term that was being used symbolically to determine the physical and mental capabilities of the entrees. Tier One, Round One: @mariae versus Lance Stryker versus Nico Andrei DryaginTerra Alianovna Dryagin versus Snoop KushmanTier Two, Round One: Luna Narcissus versus Daniel "Danny" Fletching versus @krozy Jude Liang versus Maxime VerbeckScum versus @karlotteduncans versus @daichiyukimura Hexx Ravier versus Ian Morei-MoodyTier Three, Round One: @teufel versus Ari Maverick versus Aaron ThornFelix Booker versus Trasci 令 BrooksCedric Kenelm versus Sebastian RuthkowskiAldritch Hexell versus DawnTier Four, Round One: Dan versus @soran versus Kai Young-Jae Kim@atalanta versus Kazuya HikariBianca "Reine" Lucani versus Allen Hollows versus Sage HoneysettLexington versus "Knuckles"Tier Five, Round One: Vivi Perish versus Macht StärkeLevi Kayamei versus Adrian "Valo" MoreiLeon Sudeki versus Shugo Yuy™Paige Weaver versus Sarah Crestwell"Alright folks, just one thing before I cut ya loose," a man with a bushy afro said softly as he chewed through a monstrous piece of gum. "It's called "bareknuckle" for a reason, alright? Use your knuckles, make sure they're bare. We appreciate fightin' dirty, but not too dirty. Your opponent goes down, you back off, badabing, badabang, badaboom. These will be timed, so if y'all ain't finish by the time your fight is through, we'll pick a winner based on performance. Now go get your dicks wet or whatever, I got a show to run." With that, afro man left. The participants would be given one hour to do as they needed before the first round began. Each would have permission to spectate the rounds they were not a part of, provided they were in different time slots.
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Post by Bianca "Reine" Lucani on Sept 27, 2015 12:59:00 GMT -5
Though this might just be the ending Of the life I held so dear But I won't run, There's no turning back from here
Bianca sat in the lounge, watching TV. The white haired queen had seen who her opponents were, but the names did not ring a bell at all. Allen and Sage, huh? A threeway battle... The last time she had fought in this tournament, she had gone up against Kenji, who had toyed with her plenty. Now she was stronger, faster, smarter. She didn't intend to lose again, especially to those she didn't even know. She wouldn't pull her punches. Still, not having use of her toys was disappointing in itself. She would do all she could to keep the darkness within in check, as she was sure if it exploded, it would lead to disqualification.
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Sept 27, 2015 13:08:17 GMT -5
i can't save me from myself "Levi..."
Valo hadn't seen his former LG comrade in a really long time. As far as he was convinced, the other man just fell off of the face of the planet. It was that day on the rooftop, when Riot expressed interest in Levi... it still ran fresh in Valo's mind.
And now... in one hour's time, he would find himself face to face with him once more. It wouldn't really be time to catch up, seeing as it was a fight, but it would be nice to see Levi again. Valo didn't know how Levi was in a fight, not realizing that he had fought him while he was under disguise with Riot, and so he was looking forward to reuniting with a former brother.
For now, he waited, leaning against a nearby wall silently. He had seen Vivi and several others he knew here, especially within the same tier he was in. It was one giant reunion for the most part. He could only wish them all the best of luck, but he wasn't planning on losing either. ulla
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Post by Jude Liang on Sept 27, 2015 17:59:09 GMT -5
Scanning the board of names, Jude would see several familiar ones, and many unfamiliar ones. It made sense considering that Jude never hung around the underground fighting circuit. The reason he was here now was to watch and learn from the more experienced fighters, and to see exactly what kind of power they had. The reason his name was also on the board was that this battle excluded special abilities, whatever that meant. So Jude could guarantee that the worst outcome was getting KO'd by someone in his own arbitrary weight class. Still, it was better than a surprise fight on some rooftop.
The name next to Jude's was "Maxime Verbeck." So it was a female. Jude had visions of a giant Amazoness strangling him with her thighs, but shook himself out of the reverie. He was a fairly average person in terms of physique, so this girl would probably be similar in size and strength. It would be a match of skill--exactly what Jude wanted. He got a little giddy just thinking about it.
In order to calm his nerves and pass the time, Jude would enter the training room and find an open area to stretch. He would shake out his limbs and begin to stretch his legs gingerly. If only his body was as limber as his brain...
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"Welcome to the end of your life, and I promise it's going to hurt."
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Post by Leon Sudeki on Sept 27, 2015 18:40:25 GMT -5
Leon was looking over the medical area to see what they were prepared to handle. He needed to know how much to hold back when it comes to the damage he should do to his opponents. Of course this was a fighting tournament, and he knew accidents happen, but he didn't want to break any bones. He saw his opponents name earlier. Shugo. That should be interesting. Last time they fought back in that parking lot they stood on near equal ground in every way. He left the medical area, spotting the one hour mark, it was time to warm up, so he wandered about until he found Valo. "Hey, wanna do some warm ups? Just a quick one two series. I'll go first. I'll raise my hands one by one or both at a time. When they stop and the palm shows strike. After ten we will switch." Leon would see if Valo would agree to the quick easy warm up's and begin his turn showing hands, nothing extravagant, just loosening up. Adrian "Valo" Morei
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Sept 27, 2015 21:21:15 GMT -5
Time to Fight She'd come along way since winning her tier in the tournament last time. She was now in the highest tier of strength. She didn't know if they had put her in this class because of her former win but either way it would be different fighting with only one arm in a tournament capacity. She had been told she could bring a prosthetic but refused, because well, she still didn't want one. Even if it was frustrating, she wasn't comfortable with one. She thought that somehow this might have been the reason for the Stone Arm being a sign of her weakness, her giving in to a complete body of sorts.
"Listen, don't go betting on me this time around. There's a lot of accomplished fighters here, I don't imagine I'll make it past the second round to be perfectly honest," She said, actually quite humble due to her circumstances and seeing a few familiar faces.
Sarah approached Bianca, still not totally familiar with the girl but seeing her matchup on the listing. "Hey," She said, her hand gently touching her shoulder to get her attention. "You're gonna kick ass out there. We're representing the BBBB after all right?" She gave a confident smile, her eyes beaming. "In a three way battle, a quick assessment might tell players who they think is strongest. The two weaker ones typically team up. Last time I fought Sebastian, this guy refused to hit me cus I was a girl and fought alongside me until he was KO'd. So heads up, if you're the strongest looking fighter there, they might turn on ya."
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Sept 28, 2015 3:40:05 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | "Do yer best on the tourney! I won't be there to lend you some power boy!" Said the devil in his head as Al dumped his items inside his locker. "Yeah yeah... Sure." He whispered as he started taking off his special earring that allowed him to talk to the entity. Then, he went on and proceeded to the drawing board afterwards.
He scanned his name on the board, looking for whoever his opponent might be. He was even surprised that he was actually strong enough to fit in the third tier, seems like he did grow a lot ever since. Apparently, his opponent is someone named Dawn, totally someone he's unfamiliar with. He assumed that it was a girl's name, thinking who she might be. He sighed, though it might seem to be an easy match, he might never know, for even girls are monstrous in terms of power in this school, some even more powerful than most men. "This could turn out either really good, or really bad." He whispered as he slouched down the nearby couch, yawning as he looked around the room.
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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 28, 2015 9:02:59 GMT -5
Knuckles stood before his assigned locker, those hazel hues closing briefly before he placed all his equipment into the locker. Knuckles was down for this. It had been a long time since he had taken a spot in a fighting tournement. The last one had gone relatively well. The competition this time looked to be a little fuller though. Knuckles would eventually make it to the drawing board and scan it until he found his name and who he would be fighting.
Lexington?? Man, I haven't seen that dude since I brought him in as a piller.. He's gotta be decent if he held the title for this long. Tch, try and stop me, sucker.
Hands would lift to slick back his hair, the teen had removed everything he wore, apart from a pair of black and red board shorts with silver letters sewn in to say 'Apex'. His various Apex tattoos and ample amount of scars could be seen across his back and chest. The former School Captain would chill out for the time being, leaning back against the wall as people started filing in. A nod to those he knew and respected, a wink to the girls he thought were cute and a middle finger to anyone else he didn't care for. This was how Austin would spend his time until it was go-time.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2015 9:21:41 GMT -5
Bee would move in and immediately make a beeline for the match board. Kazuya? Never heard of him. The icon with his face didn't even look familiar (the benefits of hiding behind that Hyperion mask, for certain). The brunette wasn't bothered at all, though, and tugged at the edge of her hooded jacket before reaching up to slide the hood back to have it off her head. She bounced on the balls of her feet a moment and scanned around. Leon was busy with that Valo kid, other people milled about and—oh hey! It was Austin!
Austin was being Austin, of course, with all the gestures that came with it. Bee grinned a little and ambled over, content to conserve energy while attempting to keep limber all the same. She gave him an elbow nudge as she turned to face the same way.
He was in a the same division, which made her blood hum in anticipation. First, of course, she had to strike through this Kazuya, an unknown factor to her.
How exciting!
"Gonna try taking my golden gloves?"
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Post by "Knuckles" on Sept 28, 2015 9:48:29 GMT -5
Austin had indeed spotted Phoebe and watched her head his way. He cast her a smile and felt the elbow nudge as she settled herself near him. Knuckles had not been so silly as to not notice that his two friends, the Hollows siblings, were in the same weight class as he was. While it would be fun, it was unfortunate as well because he didn't want to take anything away from either of them. But if it had to be done, it had to be done.
"Heh, Yeah. You're cute and all, but I think I'm gonna have to give you and your brother a few bruises today."
Austin would chuckle a little, he was joking of course. Sort of. That was all assuming things went his way and the other two had the same stroke of luck. It would be an interesting night. Not only would it provide him valuable insight into who was the strongest of the strong, he could recon all the matches he could make it to. See who was going to be his biggest hurdle in the future.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2015 10:10:35 GMT -5
"Heehee, Austin...it would take more than "just a couple bruises" to take me down~"
Bee smiled, knowing he hadn't meant it to insult; if he did, it wouldn't matter how much faster or stronger he was: he'd find it a hard fight to take her down after a jab like that.
"Gonna be scoping out all the other rounds, too?"
She knew she would be.
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Post by Lance Stryker on Sept 28, 2015 10:25:43 GMT -5
Why am I here?
Lance did not need to look at the roster to know that he was utterly lost against these people. Some of the girls looked absolutely stunning. Those he dared a second glance at. But not more than that. A few of the men didn't look so scary, some even looked quite pleasant and had he had the guts, he might have talked to some of them. Tried to make friends. But every time he saw someone pleasant, he reminded himself. This was a tournament for fighters. Even the most benign looking person, had signed up with the express purpose to punch someone else in the face.
It kinda put him off getting to know these people – also that blonde haired fella who had for no apparent reason flipped him off. He'd try to stick to himself, avoid those he got some obvious bully vibes from. Like the blonde bloke. Hopefully he was not in the same league as the blonde bloke, or he'd easily be snapped like a twig.
Why am I here again?
The scrawny kid leant against the wall. Trying to stabilize his nerves. He knew the consequence of leaving early. Or rather, he knew one of the consequences, he had no clue what the consequence would be from those organizing the tournament. Barred from future tournaments? His stomach felt queasy. Like he might barf at any moment. When he couldn't stand just waiting any more he got up and moved for the board with the other names. They had placed him in Tier 1. At least he could be flattered that they hadn't made a tier 0 for his sake~
WHAT? I'll be fighting two people?! Whose bright idea was that? Lance felt a pebble of sweat run down his face as he just stared, mouth agape. Two people? Was there an exit nearby? Or a place to hide. Was one of the lockers open? But he made move for them, only stood staring at the board.
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Post by Allen Hollows on Sept 28, 2015 12:26:20 GMT -5
Allen wasn't actually interacting with anyone, instead choosing a corner chair where he was taping his hands. He wasn't really in the mood to deal with Austin or LG, and everyone else around him was unfamiliar enough that he didn't want to speak with them either. So, he had slipped in and sat in the chair and was now preparing to fight whoever happened to be there.
'Whoever that poor fool happens to be...'
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Sept 28, 2015 12:51:06 GMT -5
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Stepping up to the drawing board after placing away all his equipment, leaving Kazuya in just a pair of orange shorts with yellow trim, with training bandages wrapped around his forearms and half of his hands and his calves and feet, he would see he was up against a familiar face, which he now had a name to place to. Phoebe Hollows. She had been at the meeting Hyperion had with the Lightning Gang, and though she had barely said a word at the meeting, it had been clear to Kazuya she had been utterly against the alliance with RIOT.
A majority of the names unknown to him, Soran about the only one familiar to Kazuya, turning and moving away from the drawing board, Kazuya would take up a spot leaning against one of the walls in the area, his arms casually folded across his chest. While he could train for a bit, since he had an hour to do what he needed before his round began, he would instead spend his time readying himself for the fight.
This was going to be one hell of a tournament.
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Post by Vivi Perish on Sept 28, 2015 22:08:51 GMT -5
i will break the spell you put on me | everywhere I go, I am spell bound; You cannot have this control on me |
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Vivi sat on a bench in the training room with elbows rested on her knees and her head in her hands. The girl’s eyes were closed and she seemed to be on the verge of sleeping as she sat there, listening to the surrounding people’s chatter. Typically, she didn’t sleep. Her dreams had a habit of being dark and nasty. But last night she’d forced herself to get some good rest since she had a tournament the next day. Even now though, she felt weak and tired. Seeing the name she was paired up against on the board kind of seemed to tear at her mind as well.
It was about time this happened though, wasn’t it? It was about time she payed for what she’d done. While she didn’t want to have a bad attitude things hadn’t exactly caused her to feel confident about this match. Numero uno, he was the mother fuck'n school captain. Two, that betting board was suuuper encouraging, haaa… not really. Thirdly, she was pretty sure her opponent was over six and a half feet tall and super heavy. Thanks genetic lottery for making her short and petite. Not that that was a bad thing, but being born into a life full of conflict, being six feet tall would’ve been nice.
“Ha-ha, fuck you, Piper,” Vivi muttered, sitting back on the bench, “In your face. I signed up to fight a giant dude at a tournament that's probably illegal...! Beat that.”
Yeah, she wasn’t thinking straight.
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