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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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NEW RP DISCORD SERVER. CONTACT "Shugo Yuy#5730" ON DISCORD FOR INFO. |
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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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❝ Iconoclast ❞
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Post by Ira Defaire on Oct 3, 2015 21:40:04 GMT -5
Ira is a hormonally-charged adolescent, but unlike her peers, she knew that she had do to something to satisfy her needs. There isn't really any other viable method to do this, aside from a slumber party, in which everyone drinks coffee and bitch about teachers. Then again, there are hot-- Shaking her head violently, she scrawled away rather blithely on a huge sign she would stick up on the door of her dormitory room, stating boldly: DO YOU HAVE COOTIES?
DO YOU LIKE COOKIES?
DO YOU HAVE BOOBIES?
IF IT'S A NO, HEY HEY, PLEASE ENTER RIGHT AWAY FOR THE ALL GIRLS SLUMBER PARTY. WE CAN DO FACIAL, GIGGLE AND PLAY SPIN THE BOTTLE, BECAUSE WE HAVE THE DOKIS.
Crawling patiently onto her couch, she pulled up one of the cushions. Her house was a mess. Bottles were strewn, and bras were thrown haphazardly all over the floor. There were snacks spilling on the table, and some alcohol she eagerly hid under her couch. She knew where everything was, and pulling out a suitable banana-patterned bra, she wore it over her shirt, and sat back, ready to look presentable for any poor girls that showed up that evening. |
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It's All Ogre
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Post by Dawn on Oct 3, 2015 21:51:57 GMT -5
Christa would be seen on the side of the dormitory building, climbing upward and into a window of some random household. Flopping down on the floor of the inside, "Knock." A bag of food in her hand she'd waddle over to the couch, plopping it in some random place and flopping down on the couch. Popping open a Boot Reer. "Sup'."
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Post by Even Blackwood on Oct 3, 2015 22:09:36 GMT -5
Even gently knocked on the door this was her first time doing something like this, she was a little scared.Her cheeks were redder that beets.
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Post by Felix Booker on Oct 3, 2015 22:59:37 GMT -5
Felix was browsing the dorms, his home was actually surprisingly far from school, and taking the bus was starting to get on his nerves. And with LG also in the area, the idea was sounding better and better. As he walked through the dormitories he came across a door that made him pause. He read it from a distance, as to not appear to shady.DO YOU HAVE COOTIES?
DO YOU LIKE COOKIES?
DO YOU HAVE BOOBIES?
IF IT'S A NO, HEY HEY, PLEASE ENTER RIGHT AWAY FOR THE ALL GIRLS SLUMBER PARTY. WE CAN DO FACIAL, GIGGLE AND PLAY SPIN THE BOTTLE, BECAUSE WE HAVE THE DOKIS.He couldn't believe it, this couldn't be real-- could it? 'An all girls sleep over.' He grinned at the thought, his pulse elevating as he stared at the door knob. He pondered if he should do it, it was honestly pretty scary, it said all girls, but really who would stop him?
And then it happened, the perfect stroke of luck, a stunning blonde went to knock on the door, from her face to the way she held herself it seemed she was a little nervous too. This would be perfect. Felix let out a shaky breath; as he approached, standing next to the girl, his hand hovering over the knob. This was his moment, and with that thought, he went inside, but not before pressing his hand on the small of her back bringing her inside with him!
Felix was immediately met with a sight that made it all worth it, his eyes immediately gravitating towards the area of interest. "Nice bra." He grinned ecstatically before introducing himself. "Name's Felix, and this is my friend." He gestured towards the girl he had dragged in with him. "She has the boobs and I got the cooties!" He sat down in front of the couch all smiles looking up at the girls. He was mildly surprised to find one of them he had met before. He had a flashback of his first day of school, this was the girl who had whispered into his ear.
"So what're your names?" he would ask nonchalantly. As he sneakily sent out a message to all of his contacts. 'INFILTRATED GIRLS SLEEP OVER NEED BACK UP!'
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Post by Vivi Perish on Oct 4, 2015 19:58:32 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 was on campus a little later than usual today mostly due to there being an excess of bums to deal with. After napping in some random nook in the school, the violet haired girl made her way past the dorm building heading back for the streets. Her work here was done as far as she knew, so she could finally head back to her house in the suburbs.
Her indigo hues suddenly locked onto someone climbing the side of the dorm building. Okay—well, she thought her work here was done.
“Hey--!” she barked, but the person (Dawn) had already disappeared inside the window.
Vivi broke into a dash toward the building and quickly scaled the wall after the infiltrator, before pushing herself up on the window frame to get a good look into the room.
“You should break into other people’s—” the momentum of her quick climb had her leaning forward through the door frame to the point where she lost her balance and went tumbling inside the room.
“AGH—”
The teen went sprawling onto the floor, hitting her head on the ground in the process. Her vision flashed white, but she quickly pushed herself up and stood to her feet. She opened her mouth as if to continue, but her brow furrowed as she studied the room. There were several adolescence in the room, two of whom she recognized. And then there were bras all over the floor. What the hell was going on?
Vivi glanced over at Christa.
“Should I be concerned?”
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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 7, 2015 2:07:44 GMT -5
 | heart goes doki I'm the one of the freaks, the faggots, the geeks, the savages, rouges, rebels, dissident devils, artists, martyrs, infidels...
DO YOU HAVE COOTIES?
DO YOU LIKE COOKIES?
DO YOU HAVE BOOBIES?
IF IT'S A NO, HEY HEY, PLEASE ENTER RIGHT AWAY FOR THE ALL GIRLS SLUMBER PARTY. WE CAN DO FACIAL, GIGGLE AND PLAY SPIN THE BOTTLE, BECAUSE WE HAVE THE DOKIS.
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"... Right."
Macht cocked a brow as he stared at Ira's door from down the hall a ways. Arms crossed over his chest, he watched a few people enter before he decided to approach, himself. He was intending to visit her today, though he certainly wasn't expecting she'd have company, least of all like this. Nonetheless, an amused grin crossed the German's lips as he stepped inside. It did say "all girls" but, y'know, Felix walked in before Macht, anyway.
The redhead set a bag with what was supposed to be dinner for two on the counter, before setting about to pick up some of the mess in Ira's room wordlessly.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Oct 18, 2015 7:18:32 GMT -5
LET'S GET DRUNK
AND TALK ABOUT
HOW WE THINK THIS
WORLD IS MADE.
Ira frowned at the sign, with furrowed eyebrows. It's former veneer of creativity was crumbling away in her eyes, and it's corpse was a distasteful, desperate sign seeking for friends.
Yelping, she whipped around and ripped off her bra when a female popped blithely into her room. Staring at Christa with wide eyes, her face turned scarlet as her mouth formed incoherent sentences.
"Blarah-fua-"
Clearing her throat, she delivered a tight slap to her own face and composed herself by giving a smile, taking in the fact that Even and Vivi entered the room.
"Welcome!" She said, almost happily, as she beamed at them. Her eyes remained ebullient, as her hand hid the bra fervently behind her back.
"This is totally not a banana bra or anything!" She repeated brightly, as her face proceeded to turn a dark shade of red.
Narrowing her eyes at the dark-hair boy that entered the room, she felt a frown sweeping itself back on her face. This was a... this was a boy, right? Or would commenting on his manhood provoke offense if it was actually a boob-wielder?
Biting her lip, she stared at Felix, before greeting him with a wide smile. There was only one way to find out, to be fair. Ignoring Macht, she crushed Felix's face right into her breast, with her face still retaining the cheerful disposition.
"I remember you!" She said blithely. "Roberta, right?"
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Post by Even Blackwood on Oct 20, 2015 16:32:20 GMT -5
Even blushed a little at all the commotion, he was not used to...girls.She had spent most of her days drinking beer and sparing at bars with her guy friends.She walked in a little more and laughed a little as Felix's head was shoved into ira's boobs.A long strand on crimson hair tumbled out of the bun she had it in, she attempted to shove it back in but it simply caused her hair band to break.Long crimson locks tumbled down her body till they came to rest at her hips, her bangs flopped over her face and made it look like she was peaking through red grass.She surprisingly felt a little more relaxed, she smiled walked over to a chair and sat down.She crossed her long toned legs and smiled at the group and said "looks like the boob and cooties portion is covered for"
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Post by Felix Booker on Oct 21, 2015 20:08:35 GMT -5
Everything had seemed as normal as an "all girls" sleep over could be with two guys inside of it, until without warning Felix was pulled onto the couch and his face was pressed deep into Ira's breasticles, by the girl herself. His nose was pinched in between her cleavage, held by the strange supple yet firmness of her boobs. He considered breathing out of his mouth, but at that point his breathing would have been heavy as he was hungry for air. So as to not wanting to be identified as a pervert Felix simply held it.
But not for long seeing as how breathing was still a priority, he grabbed her breasts giving a firm squeeze before forcefully removing his face out of them taking a deep breath. His ears picked up her question but his brain didn't process it at first, good thing he didn't use his brain to talk. "Yep. Whatever you say it's me Fe- er, Roberta!" He took his seat back down on the floor next to the unlucky girl he had dragged in there with him, strangely unsatisfied. Not that he hadn't enjoyed what had happened, just that she wasn't his type. He chased girls, and they verbally ran from him. But open displays of affection from females, he was unaccustomed to. He turned to Even just as her hairband broke, her hair spilling around her shoulders. 'Doki. Doki.' He gulped, thanking the god of genetics for his dark skin because his blushing wasn't noticeable.
"So uh . . . yeah. I'm Roberta, and this is . . . " He paused theatrically whispering to her. "What's your name again?" Whatever she said he would teasingly disregard it, continuing. "This is-- the love of my life, and we are in lesbians with each other." He scooted up next to her, not failing to notice that their arms were touching. He would hook his arm around hers if she allowed it grinning.
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Post by Vivi Perish on Oct 22, 2015 15:51:17 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 was uncomfortable.
First off with the boob smashing. She knew for a fact ‘Roberta’ was a dude, though he seemed to be pretending he wasn’t. Who was he fooling? Her indigo gaze shifted over the the girl who smashed him into her breasts, wondering if perhaps she was somehow buying it. Next, she noticed the attractive red headed woman and her heart fluttered. Wait what? Needless to say, she was confused. Then she took note of Macht and she was officially much too uncomfortable to stay. Being in the same general area as him made her feel as though she were being crushed by a merciless pressure from the inside.
The violet haired teen backpedaled a few steps, before getting her feet tangles up in a mass of laundry and toppling backwards onto her butt. She hit the back of her head on the window sill and her vision flashed white for a moment. Once it cleared, the embarrassment set in. So much for being cool.
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