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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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BB T5 R1 - [Vivi vs. Macht]
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Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
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Purple Lady
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Post by Vivi Perish on Oct 2, 2015 21:43:32 GMT -5
Take this life, empty inside
| i'm already dead, I'll rise to fall again
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Vivi felt him lift her up and knew inevitably that she’d strike the ice behind them, so she tucked her head in against her chest once more and twisted so that her shoulder/shoulder blade area would take most of the impact. She let out a cry of pain as it did, but luckily it didn’t stun her like a blow to the head might have. When he let go she promptly swung her legs and did a back roll over the shoulder she landed on, ending up in a crouching position.
When she saw his body shift to turn, she positioned her leg in a position to where she could push off with it, and when he lunged forward she’d kick off against the ground, sliding herself several yards to the side at a considerable velocity before slamming her fist into the ice and tearing up a chunk of it as Macht had previously done. The problem here was she didn’t have a metal prosthetic, so the skin peeled back from her knuckle bones and blood oozed down her arm as she lifted the chunk of ice lobbed it as hard as he she could towards Macht’s head. Tears threatened to spill over but she held them back, and the cold was getting so bad she was uncontrollably shivering, though it was subtle.
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I'm gonna make you bend and break.
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THE IRON DRAGON
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Post by Macht Stärke on Oct 2, 2015 21:52:42 GMT -5
| mann gegen mann
Vivi recovered quickly, but she'd still sustained far more damage than Macht had even come close to thus far. As she rolled away and ripped up a chunk of the ice, he would have been landing from his lunge. That chunk sailed through the air, and he brought up his prosthetic forearm to smash through it, causing debris to fly in every which direction. Small pieces of it pelted his bare skin, but it was far less painful than the whole chunk itself would have been.
The two were at a standstill of sorts now, with her having gained distance and him not yet chasing. Instead, he took this moment to wipe the blood from his nose and push the hair out of his eyes. His two flesh limbs were beginning to feel almost too cold to properly function, and so he shook them out before once again balancing on his left leg.
So far, this entire fight had been initiated by him. He'd gotten a few good licks in, but she'd also gotten out of far too many. As it stood now, they could just stand here and her smaller frame would fall to the cold much sooner than his would, so as he beckoned her to come and strike, he felt as though she had little other choice.
There was no feeling in this battle. At least, not for Macht. No anger, no sorrow, no regret, not even an inkling of holding back or going all-out. For Macht, this was just another fight. On the outside, anyway.
//Stats Locked: Str: 40 Dex: 40 Con: 40 Wis: 40 Int: 39
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Post by Vivi Perish on Oct 3, 2015 20:21:48 GMT -5
Take this life, empty inside
| i'm already dead, I'll rise to fall again
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He blocked the ice chunk with his prosthetic and she cursed under her breath, momentarily thinking on the un-fair advantage of having metal limbs in a bare knuckle fight was. In the long run though she couldn’t bring herself to be very bitter about it, because when her thoughts wandered to the fact he was missing limbs she felt a void of sadness threaten to burst open in her chest. She couldn’t imagine something like that happening to herself.
It was a matter of moments before she realized he had no intention of moving. The violet haired girl flicked her wrist, allowing some of the blood on her mutilated knuckles to spatter onto the ground before using the same fist to tear up another piece of ice. The cold had caused her fist to be practically numb by now which made the pain slightly easier to deal with, though her face seemed to scrunch up as she did so.
By now Vivi was clearly upset though it’d be unclear to any onlookers whether she was seething with rage or was about to burst into tears. Either way, her jaw was set and her brow was furrowed as she began running toward the German. After a few moments of running, she slam her foot into the ground and push off, suddenly changing her direction so that she was sliding passed him, but left enough distance so that she was out of reach as she zipped passed.
Vivi would whip the large chunk of ice so that is tore through the air like a frisbee and headed directly for the side of the man’s knee. She’d skid to a stop as soon as possible from there near where a previously thrown ice chunk had shattered. She picked up the sharpest piece she could find that was at least fairly hefty (the size of her hand or bigger) and would throw it like a throwing knife toward his calf. By now, the girl was running out of ideas and trying to bait him to attack her. Charging straight in towards him would probably get her grappled.
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THE IRON DRAGON
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Post by Macht Stärke on Oct 4, 2015 9:14:33 GMT -5
| mann gegen mann
Vivi ripped up another chunk and made a dash, and Macht kept a close eye on her, remaining light on his feet so that he could, if needed, take off at a moment's notice. She ran forward for a few moments, then as she pushed off of the ground and changed her direction, he would take off after her. His prosthetic would dig into the ground, pushing him to the right, and as she lobbed the chunk of ice, he leaped and tucked his legs into his chest so that he might pass right over it.
As Vivi would slide and go for her blade of ice, Macht would be midway through his descent, and bringing a heavy metal forearm down to the side of her neck using all of his strength and gravity with the intent of taking her down in a single hit. She wouldn't even have begun her throw by the time he would near her, and his left side was facing her so that if she had, she was roughly 80% more likely to end up stabbing metal than flesh, to begin with.
If Vivi managed to dodge this attack, Macht would allow his forearm to collide with the ice, causing a crater of sorts as debris shot everywhere, pelting both his skin and, inevitably, hers. Ripping up a chunk of the ice, he would lob it like a baseball after her, and take off in a run after it, ready to adjust for when she dodged it. His intent here was to catch her in a tackle, where he would force her to submit.
//Stats Locked: Str: 40 Dex: 40 Con: 40 Wis: 40 Int: 39
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Post by Vivi Perish on Oct 4, 2015 21:04:04 GMT -5
Take this life, empty inside
| i'm already dead, I'll rise to fall again
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When Vivi realized how close he was she aborted the throw, and instead raised her own arm with the shard in hand as his forearm came toward her neck. Her forearm would collide with his and she would attempt to use the force to jam the shard of ice into his prosthetic arm's elbow joint. While she managed to protect her neck, the force still was still enough to cause her to lose her footing on the slick ground.
The girl fell and slid and few yards before standing back up and backing up several feet as he tore up another piece of ice. She would push off the ground to cause herself to slide to the side in order to avoid the ice chunk. If Macht bent over to tackle her which he likely would unless he intended to just be ram into her, she would aim to slam her knuckles into his already injured nose, otherwise she was aim for his kidney, or the back of his neck if he decided to duck lower for whatever reason--and would likely fall for his take down soon after.
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THE IRON DRAGON
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Post by Macht Stärke on Oct 5, 2015 11:16:09 GMT -5
| mann gegen mann
The ice knife entered the elbow joint of his prosthetic, snapping almost immediately as Macht straightened the arm (If it didn't have the coating it did, she was likely to catch the wiring, and that would be fun for no one). Then he made his charge, and lowered his upper body while keeping an eye on her. She went for a nose shot, which he avoided by turning his cheek so that she'd strike that instead, and then immediately his monstrous hands would grip Vivi by the back of her knees and tug them backward fiercely.
Removing Vivi's footing, Macht would begin to take her to the ground, lifting his own feet off of it in the process. As they hit the ice, his right knee would land on the inside of her left thigh, and his left knee would land on the inside of her right thigh, to keep her from having any leverage with her legs, and to force her to bear the majority of the cold. From there, he would launch a hard right haymaker at the left side of her ribcage, before throwing his left forearm down heavily at her head to slam it into the ice and knock her out.
//Stats Locked: Str: 40 Dex: 40 Con: 40 Wis: 40 Int: 39
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Post by Vivi Perish on Oct 5, 2015 18:20:05 GMT -5
Take this life, empty inside
| i'm already dead, I'll rise to fall again
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Vivi let out a cry as he yanked the back of her knees and sent her crashing into the ground. Her vision flashed white, and pain erupted in her legs as he pinned them down with his own weight. By now her heart was beating so fast she thought her head might explode, and her body stung with the cold.
I’m only doing this until I can afford minions…
Vivi could barely think straight as he slammed his fist into her rib cage, and she let out a strangled grunt, trying to hide any sign she might be feeling pain. Did he just break something? Going down in a bloody mess might’ve been some people’s idea of defeat, but Vivi knew being beaten was part of being a fighter sometimes. Defeat for her was going down whimpering and crying like a child. Vivi raised her arms and caught his forearm in her hands, her arms nearly buckling under the force, but she couldn’t let him bash her head in. Vivi would then try bucking her hips and jerking her legs out from underneath him. In his position he wouldn’t have much of a base unless he placed his hands on the ground, so she hoped to throw him off balance enough to at least escape from being pinned or bring him in range to strike.
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Post by Duke Zabi on Oct 5, 2015 21:17:03 GMT -5
As far as fights go, this one was very entertaining to read. It's obvious both of you had fun with this and there was growth here. However I must pick a winner. Vivi Perish - Did a considerable good job at dishing out the hurt, adapted quickly and put some good character quality into the battle you don't see much. Let alone the heart the character showed from the adjustments to dumb down some of the damage. Macht Stärke - What can be said about the Iron Dragon I haven't said before? Brutal, Savage, Wall of death. Macht dished a lot of damage in this one. Winner: Macht StärkeBoth participants recieve +1 exp
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