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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 T2 R2 - [Daichi vs Ian]
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Post by Amazing Dapper Fish on Oct 8, 2015 21:45:32 GMT -5
[OoC: Lock your stats in your first post. The stats you begin the tournament with are the stats you will end the tournament with. No items of any kind, and no Qi allowed. Participants must post within 24 hours of each other. Failure to do so leads to disqualification. If there is no clear winner within five days of the fight being posted, it will be decided by Staff through a grading rubric. This is a no holds barred fight, so if you feel the need to break some limbs, you go ahead and break some limbs. Post your entrance in the first round, and go ahead and start fighting as soon as you like. Let's get crackin'.]
@daichiyukimura & Ian Morei-Moody would all be led down separate hallways by women in white coats. It was requested that they be barefoot for this fight. The halls were dark, barely illuminated by the light bulbs that flickered from the ceiling. Not a word would be uttered from their guides throughout the duration of the walk, but the further they went, the more the crowd's roaring outside became audible. Both contestants would be led to doors at the end of their respective hallways, and once opened, they would see their arena... a glass cube. They would be lead to doors on the opposite side of the cube. As they got closer to the cube, they'd notice it was standing up above the concrete floor on a large tripod like contraption. Further more, the inside of the cube seemed to be filled with about six inches of light brown slime. When they stepped into it, the already smooth glass floor became even more... slippery. It felt like a thick oil or a thin slimy mud.
”Aaaaaaaaaaannnd from dooooooooor nummmmbah uno, hey what's with all these pretty boys.... DAIIIIICHIIII YUKIIIIMMUUUURRRRAAAA!” The crowd would erupt in an uneasy cheer with some mixed boos. ”Aaaand from doooooooor nummmmerooooo twoooooooo, pretty in a rustic bad boy kind of way, IIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNN MOOOOOOOREEEIII-MOOOOOOOOODY!!” Once again, the crowd would be a mixture of cheering and booing because fuck.
”THESE TWO GUYS SURVIVED THE LEGO ROOM, LET'S SEE HOW THEY HANDLE OUR MUD WRA'STLIN' ROOM!!! Remember ya' bastards, THIS AINT OVER 'TILL ONE OF Y'ALL JUST CAN'T GET BACK UP!!!!! Or you know, one of y'all break through the cube and fall onto the floor... EITHER WAY! TIME FOR ROUND NUMERO TWO OF THE BAAAAAAARREEEEEE KNNNNUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKLE BEEEEEEEAAAAAATTDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWN!” |
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Post by Ian Morei-Moody on Oct 9, 2015 7:59:20 GMT -5
HIT TWICE AS HARD SO I'M HALF AS LIKED. ✯"What the flying fuck?" he asked with a frown, those same words leaving his mouth once again as he entered yet another shitty-lookin' arena. Slimy mud everywhere, and quite slippery to boot. He put his foot against the surface, immediately feeling kind of disgusted, though that feeling wouldn't last very long. Man up, Ian.
"...Ready to get this show on the road, partner?" Ian asked as he slid his feet through the mud. Best to make movements he could control, of course. He was confident he'd walk out of this without a problem, especially due to the fact that he toppled Goliath in his previous round. What he was going up against now was a fruit cake in comparison - and Ian demolished the shit outta fruit cakes.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2015 13:20:29 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? Oh great... it was some sort of slick arena, so it'd probably just end up in a messy beatdown. He almost laughed at the thought of being beaten in such a disgusting way. Now his opponent he didn't know, nor did he care. It looked like some person who tried to be cool? He ran a hand through his hair as this would be dull.He didn't know if he wanted to win. He liked watching others suffer and realize how insignificant a person truly was, but then... He could just get himself trashed. It's not like he wouldn't try, but it would be amazing if he was tortured. The other said something to him, so he might as well respond. "Show on the road... that's a pretty positive outlook. I hope this will just be a despairingly good time." His emotionless face didn't change as he walked on the surface slowly to check his footing... awful.He'd just walk closer to the other as he didn't want to slip. If he got close enough he would just take Ian by the collar and try to sweep his legs out from under him. Of course this would change if the other decided to act first.
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Post by Ian Morei-Moody on Oct 9, 2015 17:35:47 GMT -5
HIT TWICE AS HARD SO I'M HALF AS LIKED. ✯ Daichi would successfully grab a hold of Ian's collar, though with a negligible height difference Ian would be able to grab him as well. His hands would tightly grip Daichi's shirt, as the relatively weak sweep collided with his ankle. Now, it was weak, of course, but this slimy goop shit wasn't helping his positioning any.
As Ian's stance would inevitably falter, causing him to be on one leg, Daichi would have to be as well. Before the guy could regain his footing, Ian would lean backward and pull forcefully on Daichi with both hands. As he pulled, he would jump back a small amount and turn mid-air, so that as he landed, he would do so with Daichi face-down in the slime. If successful, he would simply hold the guy down with a hand on his face to keep it turned inside of the slime, preventing him from breathing. His knees would be pinned on Daichi's thighs, and one hand would hold down one of his other arms.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2015 18:27:57 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? This guy was strong, well stronger than him at least. He knew the sweep was a gamble and it seems it didn't pay off as he was going to fall since he was pulled forwards. Oddly Ian didn't move his hand though, as Daichi was just hanging onto the other.If Daichi's ended up falling he would stare at the ceiling for a second before he tried to get up. He'd probably be forced down somehow and with the strength difference it wouldn't be that hard. He'd attempt to dodge if he was going to get hit and didn't care if he was getting dirty. Though if he managed to stand up again, he'd wait it out until the other tried to get him down. His goal was to be pinned down, but if that never happened he would try to get the other down by weakening his stance by kicking the lower part of his legs, or the back of his knees. "Should I be getting an adrenaline rush from this? There's not enough despair."Otherwise if Daichi managed to let go before he was slammed to the ground hee would stand up and crack his neck. Then he just looked down at the goo and sighed. "This is going so slowly... let's just get on with it." He'd look blankly at Ian and try to grab his shirt and either tear it off or pull it off.
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Post by Ian Morei-Moody on Oct 9, 2015 18:41:46 GMT -5
HIT TWICE AS HARD SO I'M HALF AS LIKED. ✯ Ian couldn't "wtf" hard enough. This guy seemed to be into despair or some shit, which was totally cool if he was into that, but Ian wasn't. So he'd keep his knees pinning Daichi's thighs down to prevent him from having any leverage with his lower half, while also causing a fair amount of pain due to both weight and strength. And his right hand would continue to hold Daichi's head under the mud so that he might not be able to breathe. His left hand, meanwhile, would rain down a barrage of fists at Daichi's ear and neck.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2015 18:55:17 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? He didn't know what really would happen, but he was then held down; actually Ian was practically on top of him, so he wondered if this would turn out into one of the darker yaoi mangas he's read. Well luckily for him, in the start he had his face turned enough so he could breathe, but as the punching would continue, he would start to breathe it in as it was gathering around him due to force and physics. His hands were free and he could use this to his advantage. It was uncomfortable and he couldn't tell what he was doing, but he tried to grab Ian, probably grabbing onto his pants or something. With not many options he would try to get his hands inside Ian's pants, unsure exactly what he would do, but it was a start. Daichi would act quickly, but if the punching continued too long he'd make groans of pain... and other stuff...
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Post by Ian Morei-Moody on Oct 9, 2015 18:59:38 GMT -5
HIT TWICE AS HARD SO I'M HALF AS LIKED. ✯ Ian wasn't exactly a stellar dude, and one of the biggest flaws about him was that he was homophobic. And, one thing you don't do to a homophobic man is make homosexual advances. So, when Daichi started trying to literally get into Ian's pants, his eyes widened and he scowled. This fucker was going to be in a world of hurt.
"What the FUCK bro?!" he shouted, grabbing one of Daichi's wrists and throwing the other out of his pants. Taking a hold of the wrist and forearm firmly, Ian would press the hand down until the wrist broke entirely. He would then proceed to do the exact same thing with the other wrist in a blind anger, before hammering heavy blows at Daichi's face. No more attempt at an easy knock-out - Ian was going to fuck this guy up.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2015 19:13:06 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? He had no clue what set the other off, but was delighted. So one wrist broken - pleasant. The pain coursed through his body and he was about to actually laugh happily/insanely at this, but he caught himself and just made a slight smile on his normal stoic face. Well he didn't want two broken wrists, so even if the other was stronger then him, he would try to sit up, since his head was free now. He hurt like hell, but the pain just made him ecstatic as he hasn't been this beaten up for a while. Well hopefully, Ian was too busy targeting his other arm and in a blind rage to react to Daichi sitting up slightly(yay abs). He used the arm with the broken wrist to elbow Ian's neck, and if he protected that too fast he would switch aim for his chest on the left side. If this worked he would attempt to throw Ian off. If this failed he would just knock their heads together hard enough he probably got a concussion if he didn't already have one. By now the pain was imense, and it wasn't like it didn't hurt, it killed. Daichi just preferred this searing pain to he rather dull life. How great it was to be destroyed with an actual goal. To loose a moment of hope and enter a world of pain and misery.
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Post by Ian Morei-Moody on Oct 9, 2015 19:16:45 GMT -5
HIT TWICE AS HARD SO I'M HALF AS LIKED. ✯Ian wasn't so blind he would fail to react to the man sitting upright. Rather than continue to go for the wrist, he would prevent the opponent from getting close enough that he could elbow Ian's neck. Shoving his right hand out toward the man's chest, he'd push him as hard as possible to get him back down on the ground.
With the guy on the ground again, Ian would forget the second wrist for now. His right hand would go for the guy's neck to pin him down, while the left fist would hammer down on his nose and jaw, looking to break anything and everything he could. This was what they wanted, right? A bareknuckle beatdown.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2015 22:10:26 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? Well he was back on the ground. Great. A broken wrist and a concussion. Well the tournament wasn't that bad after all. Daichi debated that he probably couldn't win at this point, or get out of this darn position. Maybe just a pep talk."Isn't this just a fun little game. Hurting someone and hearing them break as you have their blood on your hands." His voice was rather monotone and his expression said nothing except the large amount of pain he was feeling. "The feeling of you ruining someone's pitiful life and breaking them like a twig." At this point his nose, but not jaw was broken. He thought about using himself as a sacrifice, but then disregarded the fact as there would be no point in dying at this moment. He sighed and his eyes showed a sick sort of pleasure. "Well thanks for nothing, but let's play again sometime... I'd love to get to know your sick hobbies." And as he mumbled those last words he finally fainted from all the pain. As he lay limp on the ground it was clear he was pretty broken and it was actually a wonder of how he could withstand this much pain.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2015 22:17:17 GMT -5
"...Goddamn, that was fast. There you have it folks, this round's winner! IAAAAAAAAAN MOOOOOOOOOOOOODY!" The crowd cheered, although they seem disappointed it ended so fast. ( Ian Morei-Moody wins due to @daichiyukimura being knocked unconscious. Ian advances to the next round. Both participants receive +1 EXP.)
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