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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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PHYS. ED. RETURNS [Class]
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Post by Mr. A on Oct 2, 2015 1:48:22 GMT -5
[OoC: Class thread. Football. No real cap on participants as of now, but that might change in a day or so, depending on the number we get. Rewards will be based on individual participation, not winning or losing. No post order for the first round, so go crazy until I post as Takehiro a second time.] FOOOTBAAAAAAAALL Takehiro would write on the white-board in the locker room, one single message. He'd left early and taken to the lower field before class, setting up a bit of new AI tech and laying out a large number of "power bands" atop a table. Takehiro himself simply stood there in a track suit with his arms folded as he awaited the arrival of his students.
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Post by Paige Weaver on Oct 2, 2015 1:51:02 GMT -5
Paige would walk out onto the field with a small sigh man P.E sucked! being forced to run not cool man if she wanted to run then she would run on her own! Once Paige got out to the field she would look around for a few moments trying to see who else even showed up to this hellish class.
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Post by Hailey Morei on Oct 2, 2015 1:54:14 GMT -5
Physical Education. It wasn't something Hailey ever thought she'd participate in back when she was still a frail girl. Now with a body cured by Fear itself, she was able to try out some of the smaller things like this. She figured it would be nice, and despite being at #552 on a mission, she wanted to enjoy her time here and live the life that she normally wouldn't have been able to live. Getting dressed in her gym shorts and a t-shirt, Hailey made her way to the lower field. She approached the teacher as she eyed the bands on the table. She would bow out of respect to the teacher, but wouldn't utter a word just yet. She was tongue-tied, not being quite sociable. @tagged | THE DANGER IS I'M DANGEROUS AND I MIGHT JUST TEAR YOU APART |
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Post by Cedric Kenelm on Oct 2, 2015 1:54:27 GMT -5
Cedric walked into P.E clad in his typical workout gear, which comprised of sneakers, loos fitting track pants and a complete lack of any top. Only thing that was missing was a iPod and ear buds but eh really didn't feel like getting his shit confiscated.
Upon walking in he was surprised to see an actual lesson plan... if you could call it that. Really it was just football in big letters on the board but he was a bit disappointing because this meant that he couldn't slip into the weight room for the entire period.
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Post by Jude Liang on Oct 2, 2015 14:53:55 GMT -5
P.E. Two letters that brought joy to the hearts of countless children all over the world, but despair to the hearts of some. Jude used to be in the latter group, but these days, he was considerably more amicable towards physical activity.
In the locker room, Jude changed into a plain grey t-shirt and black shorts. Today's lesson was apparently football. Jude would have preferred something like conditioning over a modern sport, but he was at least interested in the strategic aspect of it. He would make his way down to the lower field after changing and see Mr. A, along with the students that had already arrived.
The huge blonde man had to be the teacher. Jude wasn't surprised to see someone like him teaching P.E. It would have been quite jarring if this man had been the math or chemistry teacher, though. Jude also spotted Cedric, who also looked right at home on the field. Then, Jude's attention would be drawn to the gear lying around. He would lose himself in thought, thinking of all the possible ways that the mysterious apparatus might be implemented in the class.
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Post by Newton Jones on Oct 3, 2015 1:26:59 GMT -5
Newton passed through the halls and heard talk of something he hadn't seen in some time. A sport in which the two teams would vow to their very core the defeat of their opponents, even if it cost their bodies or minds. He had taken part in more than one game back in the old base, but that was generations ago with men who had long since either died or started a life on their own. Stepping out through the archway into the sun, he could see the clean fields that were prepped for the game. Seeing Mr. A out on the field reminded him he still needed to fight that son of a bitch, but there was a time and place for everything.
Newton took a seat in the lower rafters, a bottle of water in his hands, he watched the teacher set up a table with various bands on it, most likely this was to be an experiment of some sort, not a true blooded Football game. Sad how far technology had come that it would replace the sweat and tears of a real human. it sure beat being forced to eat sand though, that was for sure. A few students had arrived, and he greeted them with a nod, the sun began to warm his skin and Newton knew the clothing he wore would not do too well in the heat, but he wanted to see what this instructor had in mind for the students.
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Hi ho! Hi ho! It's off to work we go!
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Oct 3, 2015 1:46:55 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | Phys. Ed., obviously he'd attend that class, unlike all the other classes it's a great way to exercise and train the muscles. "Football? Do you even know how to do football?" Asked the demon on his head. "Oh, I'll learn, don't worry." He whispered and sighed, staring at the huge ass "FOOOTBAAAAAAAALL" writing on the board as he sat on the benches of the locker room.
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Post by Lance Stryker on Oct 3, 2015 23:21:45 GMT -5
'Football field. Now. Attend the class.'
Lance looked at his phone in utter shock. Who was tormenting him like this? He didn't like sport, Football least of all. It seemed like a sport dedicated to obliterating frail people like him. He sighed softly as he made his way towards the field. He was supposed to have PE today, which meant he had his bag with him. But he had intended to not actually show up. He utterly despised PE due to the social pressure it put on him. He was clumsy, had no eye for the ball, was too afraid to get close to the bigger and burlier guys.
I best get there soon. Lest they'll think I chickened out and will punish me.
Last Lance had not obeyed his phone, the window to his dorm had been smashed by a brick in the night. Left Lance sleepless for the rest of the night. Shivering in fear. The memory still made him anxious at who was watching him. But he quickly got dressed into the simple t-shirt and shorts. He also hated that aspect. In larger clothes his frame might not look as frail, but in a t-shirt and shorts... Everyone could see he was made of little more than bone and skin.
He made his way onto the field. He saw a few people he recognized. Including the dude whose coat he had accidentally taken. Lance quickly looked away from him and moved closer to Paige. Not looking at her, too shy to make contact. He looked horribly out of place among the other males.
This will be painful. He thought sourly, looking at the ground in front of him.
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Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass and I'm home bound. DUN NUH NUH NUH NUH NUH NA DUH
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Post by chiasa on Oct 4, 2015 2:10:15 GMT -5
I may not seem strong at first, but you will soon regret your assumption once i end yourLIFE
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WHAT ARE THOSE?! #OhithinkthatifouNdmyselfacheerleader #Goal #PhysiCAlEducation #Football
| Chiasa quickly changed into the given uniformed gym clothes, before walking out of the girl's locker room. She looked at the whiteboard to see what activity they were going to do today and groaned mentally when she saw the word "FOOOOTBALLLL" written in big bold letters.
Yes, she enjoyed football, but only when she could be a cheerleader who would cheer the team on from the sidelines. It was an sport where her flexibility could come in handy.
She sighed and decided to stretch her muscles a bit before they would play the game. Hopefully the game would be competitive and fun in some sort. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2015 9:42:15 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? It could have been that he just stumbled upon it, but somehow he ended up in the locker-room. The board would say something about some game as Daichi looked at the door that lead to the field. This could be refreshing actually, watching people get hurt. A motive to win, being crushed, yes, he would join.
He changed into the gym uniform which looked fairly odd on his lanky body. Daichi's blank face sighed as he went out into the hot sun. Really he would rather not as he'd probably tan or burn, but then he usually went back to being pale after a few days, could just be genes.
Outside he would see a variety of people. He stood slightly away from them as he didn't feel like making friends. He had nothing with him, except for one chopstick in his pocket. Well he could probably get hurt, hurt others? It was all a cycle. Not saying anything he was like the dark cloud in the room.
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If loving you's the death of me, then now's the time to die.
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Post by Ari Maverick on Oct 6, 2015 17:36:13 GMT -5
If I fall back downyou're gonna help me back ---up again* Don't worry about me, I'm gonna make it alright Got my enemies crossed out in my sight I take a bad situation gonna make it right In the shadows of darkness I stand in the light You see it's our style to keep it true I've had a bad year, a lot to go through I've been knocked out, beat down, black and blue She's not the one coming back for you She's not the one coming back for you* ❚ WORDS---❚ TAGS--❚ NOTES---
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Post by Ira Defaire on Oct 23, 2015 18:24:11 GMT -5
Ira frowned to herself once more, as her head rested upon the neon green tables the school has deemed worthy of being class tables. Sitting up, her hair tweaked up defiantly, defying the laws of gravity, as the gigantic word on the board ensnared her attention; unwilling to release it.
Obediently standing up, she tried futilely to compress her hair, and walked sleepily to the bathroom to pull on clothes designated for Phys. Ed before dragging her feet down to the field.
"Butterflies." She said seriously, and reached out to grabbed a particularly nice one that was an interesting shade of ivory.
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Post by Mr. A on Nov 2, 2015 0:49:35 GMT -5
[OoC: Players may only post once every five posts, meaning there must be four posts in between your post A and post B. Ex:
Your post A Someone else 1 Someone else 2 Someone else 3 someone else 4 Your post B
The only exception is if there has not been any post within 24 hours. This is to keep things moving. Rewards will be based on participation rather than who wins or loses.]
As the students showed up, Takehiro whistled loudly to catch their attention. With a wave of his hand, he beckoned for the group of students to head his way, where he'd begin to hand them power bands. Clipping them onto the students' right wrists, they'd begin to feel a jolt of power run through their bodies, which Takehiro would explain shortly.
"This band I just gave you is a new piece of Amakusa Industries tech. It optimizes your body's natural functions, prioritizing what you happen to be best at and making those qualities truly shine. You'll all be trying them out today for two reasons: They need to be tested, and I want to see a fair game."
Students receive: POWER BAND: All stats have a total of 200 stat points to distribute however they wish. These replace their current stats, rather than add on top of them.
"Alright, kids. Team one: Defaire, Maverick, Hexell, Morei, and Liang. You'll be starting. The rest of you are on team two." He'd toss team two their jerseys. "Remember kids, this is a clean game. Also, when I say Football, I mean the real Football." The man grinned as he kicked out a soccer ball toward Ira's team.
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Nov 2, 2015 3:21:15 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | Looks like it's time. Having the strange new tech worn to him by the teacher, he would feel his power rising, his blood pumping, energizing him for this game. As the jerseys were handed to them, he would wear them immediately. Then, he'd see his teammates.
Ira and Jude, they had two of the most powerful brains among the bunch, good for them, it means they'll have great strategic play coming. Then the two other women on the bunch, the Morei girl looks like she's another smartass, and this other one looks like she can bring the pain, nice, two on offensive and the rest on intellect, unless they decide to utilize the bands to alter their play.
Checking the other team, they had serious competition, all of which looked like focusing on their physical, hurting their team, real bad... But it's not for sure, they might also change things up a bit with the given bands.
Deciding to have no more time to waste, Al got out to the field and waited for things to get started, the sun shining on his back, creating a badass entrance like those you see on sports animes.
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NEW STATS: STR:50 | DEX:60 | CON:30 | WIS:30 | INT:30 |
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Post by Jude Liang on Nov 3, 2015 13:35:19 GMT -5
The name Amakusa was an unfamiliar one. Jude reckoned that these bands were either some type of ridiculous equipment that pushed the limits of the human body, or a scam like those Power Balance bracelets that were popular a while back.
Letting Mr. A clip the band to his wrist, Jude immediately felt invigorated. This was a good thing assuming that he wouldn't explode from all the contained energy. Jude looked for his teammates while his body gradually adjusted to the effect of the wristband.
Defaire, Maverick, Hexell, Morei, and himself. Jude knew two of these students by their face, and the Morei had to be related to Valo, one of the big names at school. It was a ragtag group, but it would have to do. How were they supposed to play soccer with 5 to a team, anyways? Jude pondered. He concluded that the bands had to be considerably powerful to allow each team member to do the work of two.
Jude would walk over to Ira [does he know her first name...I don't think so lol] and say, "Funny seeing you here, red clip girl. How does being goalie sound to you?" Then, Jude would look for the others and, after finding them, ask them to play particular roles: Aldritch and Ari forward, and Hailey back. Jude would take back or midfield depending on their chosen formation. Game on, everyone.
//Stats locked: STR: 40 | DEX: 50 | CON: 30 | WIS: 60 | INT: 20
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