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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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Post by Felix Booker on Oct 15, 2015 15:22:38 GMT -5
Felix was in deep shit, literally. His shoes squelched on the sewer floor, the squishy feeling making him shudder. He preferred not to think what he was stepping on, instead thinking anxiously about the coming battle. He was instructed to stand in the sewers with a portion of LG and a few other students. He wondered how his life had lead up to his point. Never would he have thought, after taking his first steps into the school that he would end up fighting for it- hell maybe even dying for it . . . and with the competition they were up against it just might happen. Felix didn't even know what organisation Orochi was, hearing only brief mentions of it in secluded conversations. He didn't even know why they; as high school students, were being attacked.
Nothing about the situation made sense to Felix, but at the moment it didn't matter what the reason was, the snakes were coming, and 552 wasn't going down without a fight. Even in the sewer the explosion of the cars could be heard, 'And that's the signal.' He followed out just behind Phoebe as she came out from underneath the manhole swinging. His heart thudded in his chest, he felt exposed like a raw nerve coming out the hole, 'soldiers' everywhere. Leaping out the manhole he shouted, "FIGHT FOR YOUR LIVES WORMS!", before sprinting into the front lines throwing a wild haymaker with his right hand, the breadth of his punch hitting two 'soldiers' in the face, before he lifted his leg up and sparta kicked the one in front of himself backwards to hopefully knock down some of the crowd. "YOU CAN'T TAKE OUR SCHOOL, I STILL NEED TO GRADUATE YOU ASSHATS!" He would shout out in the commotion. Either way shit was going down.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Oct 15, 2015 16:21:25 GMT -5
Saya stood far off to the side, behind the police line that had been formed. She had fifteen men she could call on for this but....she wondered if she even wanted to. Why save 552? It had done nothing but cause her problems. She watched the men from Orochi attack, and the chaos of explosions and attacks ensue. Her heart rate picked up but.....why should she help?
"They can't even help themselves....
She folded her arms after shooting out a text but....would continue to stare through the crowd.
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Post by Lance Stryker on Oct 15, 2015 16:39:42 GMT -5
Lance Stryker considered himself a quite intelligent boy, soon to be man – provided he did not meet an untimely death ~ a likely prospect these days ~-, yet somehow he managed to get himself into all sorts of trouble by being absent minded or down right oblivious to normal social cues. Bewildered more times than not in social environments, the scrawny nerd had managed to stay oblivious to the gathering storm outside. He had found an empty classroom. Everyone had seemed on edge, that he had noticed, so he had done his best to avoid people. Anxious people often let their frustrations out on those weaker than themselves – which always meant Lance. The book he was reading had reached a climax, the battle of blackwater bay and Lance felt an odd kinship with the commander of that battle. Stunted and small – yet fiercely intelligent – Lance could sympathize with this stunted halfman. But where as his name was Lannister, Lance was a mere Stryker.
Lance felt himself tremble and almost collapses in utter shock. The sound of a megaphone cut through the solitude. Threatening death to 552? Lance dropped the book and found a window. Gangs drawn up in defensive positions around the school? Students running to and from places.
”Please tell me Mr Asiv packed my lunch this morning.”
Lance spoke to himself as he saw what the gangs were about to defend against. An army. There was no other way to describe it. The school was under attack by an army. Lance stood for a few long seconds contemplating exactly how much he hated this school. What looked like a hearse – those usually showed up only after people had died. A moment of foresight in the undertaker business.
Lance felt morbid for even thinking such thoughts. There was to be a war at the school, and he was standing there watching as students seemed to burst out of the sewers after an explosion had rocked through the school. Lance had ducked, glass shards had blown right above him. Lance had seen many of the students before. At the tournament that he had attended. But to his surprise, not many of the higher tier brackets were not present. At least he had not seen them yet.
”What the fuck is going on” Lance didn't swear, so the word came as a shock to him. Enough of a shock to actually draw him out of his trance. In time to turn around as people burst into the room he had taken refuge in – thinking himself under attack Lance immediately engaged the flight part of his fight/flight reaction. He flew out the already shattered window.
Seriously? – The student fell the fifteen feet to the ground. He had scraped his left knee, it had a tiny wound, nothing serious. But as he looked up and around. Right in the middle of the fighting.
”I effing hate this school.” He said sourly as he looked at his available options. He had a book. A thick book, hardcover. His hair looked to be on fire. I should dye my hair blue, then the flames won't stand out as much- survival first, then think about hair color.
Lance took stock of the situation. Seeking an easy escape route or friends he knew to be stronger than he that might help him.
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Post by ᎳᎬᏁᎠᎥᎶᎾ on Oct 15, 2015 17:21:12 GMT -5
- Hey young blood -
Doesn't it feel like our time is running out? tagged / notes / etc
She felt she had seen something like this before. Years ago… a little fuzzy… But really, every kid would know even if they hadn’t experienced something like this before, that it was going to be bad news. There was gonna be blood. People were going to die today… and she might be one of them. Would it set her family at ease? Joey and Lulu? Or maybe… maybe if she tried hard today she could do them proud.
Wendy wore a black suit with a purple tie, had her violet hair tied up in a neat bum, and had a collapsable metal pole—her Artemis rod—hooked to her belt to whack anything that got to close to her with. The girl was weak, and honestly not much of a fighter but she was going to give it her all today. One thing she hoped for, however, was that she could stay fighting long distance for a good amount of time.
The girl stood at a distance from the approaching enemy soldiers, blending in with other people that had assembled around the area. Now, she just had to wait for a chance to strike.
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Post by takashi on Oct 15, 2015 19:13:07 GMT -5
Is there a right wayfor being strong? Feels like I'm doing everything wrong* Still I'm here just holding on Confess my heart and forgive my wrongs. Oh, just trying to show you something more Nobody's gonna love you if You can't display a way to capture this Nobody's gonna hold your hand And guide you through It's up for you to understand Nobody's gonna feel your pain When all is done And it's time for you to walk away When you have today You should say all that you have to say Don't point the blame when you can't find nothing Look to yourself and you might find something It's time that we sorted out All of the things we complain about So listen close to the sound of your soul Take back a life we led once before If it ain't you then who?... If it ain't you then who's gonna love you?* Takashi was just sitting in the opposite corner of the classroom from Chiasa, ignoring the students' panicking and overexaggerated theories and thinking about what he could do to help the current situation.
He was pulled out of his deep thoughts when he heard a familiar green haired girl say something to him. He slowly looked up to find her opening the door.
"Yo, Mr. Abnormal Speed, you coming or not?" She asked, smirking.
He couldn't help but smile at the nickname the girl had given him.
"Sure, but it would be helpful if I knew where we were going, Mrs. I'm ready to kick ass." He said, quickly getting up.
He brushed the dust off his pants and walked towards her.
He then walked out the open door, making sure to nudge her on his way out.
"Opps, sorry." He said, smirking. ❚ WORDS 307 ❚ TAGS chiasa ❚ NOTES Time to fuck shit up |
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Post by Even Blackwood on Oct 16, 2015 13:17:32 GMT -5
Even watched this whole scene play out from her perch a few blocks away.She sighed and took the binoculars away from her eyes and she left them on the roof,with that she was off.She ran along the rooftops till she came close enough to were a long jump would land her in the battle, she ran and wit hall her force catapulted her self twords the fight.She flew through the air till she landed on a random Orochi, she hopped up and stepped back a little and looked around. "This should be fun.." she said under her breath
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Post by Jason Wynn on Oct 16, 2015 13:47:37 GMT -5
 Jason was in an empty class, chewing his lip. The class had never showed up, neither had the teacher. It had been twenty minutes. He heard the ruckus but figured it was just another fight that would have more flying bodies he needed to ignore. However, after several minutes he got up and grabbed his bag, walking out the door and looking out a window.
"What....the actual fuck."
There was a massive army smashing into defenders of 552. What the hell was with this place? Armies and super powers, people able to take shits that would be stronger than him. He tossed down his bag and run for it, heading for stairs to the roof. He ran up next to some other people gathered there and looked outward. No sign of Vivi. She must be somewhere else....his brow furrowed.
"What is going on with this place....?"
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Physical Status: Healthy and undamaged
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"Sometimes.....life just doesn't make sense, y'know?"
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Post by Luna Narcissus on Oct 16, 2015 17:33:03 GMT -5
Luna was LG- front line LG, not that it mattered. She had already been prepared to give her life for the sake of preventing this madness- ... Rather for the sake of her twin... The one of them with talent is the one that should have a painless life. The other half is just fodder for their growth, and Luna was happy with this deal. She looked at Felix from behind while in line to get out of the sewer, before looking around to the rest of them. Everyone was tense- it was almost fascinating to herself to consider her own lack of tension in a situation like this, despite there always being a possibility that she might die. "This sucks". She would say to herself, stretching in preparation before the gates of hell would open.
When she finally made her way out of the sewer, she would head into a spot next to Felix to try and help build up a defensive wall to reduce unexpected punches heading their way, simultaneously attacking the two nearest ones to her with a right cross punch to one of their faces and a left elbow into another's gut in quick succession.
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Post by Izzy Marlin on Oct 16, 2015 18:25:26 GMT -5
There was no way this wasn't a joke. Not a snowball's chance in hell that this wasn't just some elaborate prank being pulled by a rival school...right? These were the thoughts bouncing around in Izzy's head as he sat cross legged in the darkness of the gymnasium, told to await instructions from his teacher. Even though this was his first day, and even though in reality Izzy hadn't said a single word to anybody in this school, he sure as hell wasn't going to sit here and let himself and the others in his class get rushed and run down like dogs. If somebody was going to act, it had to be him.
Out of the corner of his eye, the freshman spotted two older students huddled under the bleachers and toasting each other with nearly full bottles of what seemed to be vodka, sobbing pathetically at, Izzy assumed, what they imagined to be their last moments on earth. Pinching the bridge of his nose and releasing a frustrated sigh, Izzy stood up out his seated position and strode over to the pair, glaring down at them and holding both of his hands open. They looked shocked at his forwardness, but after a swift kick to the larger one's throat, both bottles were promptly handed over. Izzy scowled as he took hold of the bottles, briskly turning and heading for the gym's back door, making sure to pick up his bo staff on the way out. There was no time to lose, and if this plan was going to work, he had to get a move on.
At this moment, Izzy had two of the five ingredients he needed for his concoction, but luckily enough for him the other three necessary were right next door in the auto shop. Bolting across the small gap separating the two buildings, he managed to slip into the auto building without attracting attention, and dashed straight to the main workbench to get started. Izzy emptied out both bottles of vodka into a large stainless steel bowl and set them back on the counter, then stooping down and grabbing a large gas can and bulk size bottle of motor oil. Setting both of these ingredients down, Izzy then began tearing strips off of his shirt and soaking them in the alcohol, filling the two bottles up three quarters of the way with a mixture of gas and oil as he did.
One minute and two blasts of a blowtorch later, Izzy was booking it out of the shop with a freshly lit molotov cocktail in each hand and his staff loosely secured through one of his belt loops, and he was sprinting over to meet the main force of defenders. Wasting no time to introduce himself, the now shirtless freshman lobbed one of the bottled smack dab in the middle of the attacking force, shattering immediately on the ground and setting three Orochi men ablaze, with the flames bleeding out into the rest of the pool of savages shortly after.
Spotting his twin out of his peripheral view, Izzy rushed over to Robert and handed off the remaining cocktail, the flame of the improvised wick dancing in the shorter boy's face. "Make sure you make this count, alright? Much as I hate to admit it, I don't want to lose you."
Izzy then ripped the bo staff free from his belt loop and dropped into a defensive stance, his gaze steely and unblinking on the approaching force. "Let's give 'em hell."
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Post by Robert Marlin on Oct 16, 2015 18:54:08 GMT -5
Never in his life did Robert want to run from a situation so much as today. He watched from a second story classroom window as a literal army of people showed up. Rob had seen gang wars, but this was taking it to a whole nother' level. He was in the school running through the halls looking for his brother (somehow managing to miss the gym completely). They needed to get the fuck up outta here. Now! But of course he did a lap around the school and found no sign of him, just kids shitting their pants in hiding.
"That shit aint gangsta'"
By now the army was on them, the sounds of battle could be heard as the student body fought back against the invaders. He looked out to the front lines, sighing. As much of an asshole as he could be, if Izzy was out there he had to get him. N-not that he cared or anything just that he'd get one hell of an asswhooping if his bro died. So here he was an incredibly small teen wading into the thick of a battle, whose scope far exceeded anything he'd seen in his life. He didn't expect to find his brother . . . but for once luck was on his side, his bro had found him.
"WHERE THE HELL HAS YOUR BITCH ASS BEEN AT?"
He shouted over the fighting, taking the molotov in his hand, shaking his head. "Yeah whatever. Love you too bitch." He would wait until the enemy force closed in on them before chucking it in their faces. Viva la revolution bitch.
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Post by Jude Liang on Oct 16, 2015 19:25:34 GMT -5
The student body and Regulators were taking the Orochi army head on, while LG lead the rear assault. Jude had chosen to remain in the school building on the third floor. Even with the vantage point he struggled to keep up with all the people flying around (was that a hearse flying into the schoolyard?!). Based on the few minutes of fighting that had broken out since Orochi's arrival, Jude saw that 552's fighters were stronger than Orochi's, on average. Unfortunately, Orochi had the school beat in numbers by a multiple of at least 2 or 3. Jude breathed in to prepare his body for the battle ahead [Gatekeeper*3]. Some of the school's cream of the crop were away on some sort of mission, and the timing couldn't have been worse. Or maybe the timing was perfect for them...Shaking his head, Jude returned to the current matter. He knew that a fair number of the students fighting now could each take down at least 5 to 10 Orochi grunts. The small fry weren't the issue. It was the megaphone man, the supposed leader of the attacking group, that was the threat. Bring him down, and the foot soldiers could be wiped afterwards. No...it's never a good time to play hero, Jude thought. He would continue to analyze the proceedings until an optimal path was clear. He'd also keep an eye on Lex, Aaron, and the Regulator Captain. These were key individuals that could rally others, and that might be able to do some work on Orochi's megaphone man. //STR: 10 (11) | DEX: 20 (31) | CON: 9 (10) | WIS: 20 (36) | INT*: 27 (75)
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Post by Newton Jones on Oct 17, 2015 0:00:19 GMT -5
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it was finally time, He felt it in the air before it all happened, a soldier by blood could feel a war before the first shot was even fired. When an explosion rocked the building, Newton Stood from his chair, pulled open the desk drawer and loosened the false bottom. It was his time again, he hadn't seen a war in years. And it was time to shed his blood one more time. He could feel the adrenaline, the shock, fear and anger, he could tell that time would no longer keep waiting for him as the action began to pick up. gripping the tape from his desk, he began to wrap it around his wrist and knuckles before retrieving his weapons.
Making his way from the class, he pushed through the halls of frightened students, issuing orders for them to get to safe locations and lock themselves in. it would be a short amount of time before hell really unleashed, so he needed to join his comrades soon. Honestly he didn't know much of the whole situation, but he did know that it was his territory and it wasn't his to lose. He could see them all, joining the fray one by one until he was to arrive. wasting no more time, the soldier pushed through the emergency exit, and was nearly overcome by the hallucination of the battlefield he had stepped into. the feel of sand in the air, the taste of sulfur on his tongue, the sound of the helicopters and gunfire. it was finally the time for blood, the time for war. He could almost feel the hot breath of the horsemen bearing down on him as his muscles tensed when he joined the sizable group. Looking to his friends, he made sure it was ok for him to be there, he made sure he was needed before he allowed himself to announce his presence.
"Take a mans blood into your hands, and you risk losing your own. Are you sure this is what you want?" He asked the Orochi-whatever they were, before readying his smoke grenades.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2015 19:34:33 GMT -5
◄ HAVEN'T YOU HEARD WHAT BECOMES OF A CORPSE? While the announcement went off, Daichi really didn't care as he had his own troubles to tend to first. It was war. He was with his gang in the auditorium and they were currently having a paintball fight. The room was littered with pink and blue splotches everywhere and somehow on the stage the curtains were ripped and most of the seats were torn.Someone might ask how this could happen. Well it is very simple when your gang has no structure at all. Essentially they were fighting over if they were getting pepperoni pizza or just plain. It was a terrible argument that left the club room in disarray, so they marched back to school to duke it out there.It should also be explained that this paintball fight also involved foul play, where everything goes. Every now and then people would change sides. Some would gang up on one person, forcing them to surrender. Or if your Daichi, just take all the hits. From head to toe he was pretty much covered in blue and pink, somehow there was even yellow paint on him. He just stood on the stage all bored as hell while holding up a gun filled with pink ammo. Aim, and Fire. He hit one of his teammates in the head, who cursed him out, then got tackled by someone from the other team. It was a pleasant game.Sure enough though he should probably help the school, right? After all he did attend, but then that would be the right thing to do, and Daichi didn't follow the rules unless it was beneficial. Sighing he took the microphone from the stage and had it make an earsplitting noise. He had his head tilted and his normal expressionless face. "Shitty-ass losers, we're ordering pepperoni, or I'm going to force garlic knots covered in your own shit down your fucking throat." Hearing protests by most of the members was natural, but it was easy to fix. "So some retards think they can screw up this miserable place that's called a school. Go wild." In Pandemonium terms that meant do what you please and don't hold back, though that was most days. As they all went to different exits, Daichi stood with his cell and ordered his pizzas.There, now that was over he could see what was happening. He made his way to the courtyard, still covered in paint, which was getting pretty uncomfortable. He stuck out like an eggplant in an acorn pile. Though if he could he'd observe first, then decide what he should do.
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Post by chiasa on Oct 21, 2015 19:16:49 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?! #BOMBS #GUNS #SHOOTMESHAWNSHOOTME #JUSTDOIT
| Chiasa watched the boy curiously as he made his way over to the door, carefully watching his every move, she stepped back just in time to miss his nudge and smirked.
"Guess you aren't too fast after all, huh?" She asked, smirking.
"And nice nickname, because I sure am ready to kick some ass. Let's head towards the cafeteria first, I sure am in the mood for pizza. Then we'll head outside and help the others fight these assholes." She said, looking at the brown haired male.
Without waiting to see if he was following, she began to walk down the hallway towards the cafeteria.
On the way there, they passed by the auditorium. Once she saw that the place was a complete mess, she felt anger run through her veins. She quickly looked around to find a male who was sitting on the stage, and talking on a cell phone, while being completely covered in paintballs.
"Hey, creepy emo dude! Who the hell you think you are to trash the place like this?" She yelled, not caring if he was on the phone or not. |
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Post by The Serpent on Oct 25, 2015 6:26:50 GMT -5
[OoC: Apologies for the delay.] The explosion caught the group off-guard, yet they seemed to not react. Each explosion took out five Snakes, and both cars would be slammed back down as they barreled through by two Orochi Strongmen each. As the LG members poured out from the sewers, and the men of RIOT, Haas, and Spumoni all made their assault, the battle had officially begun. -6 snakes.
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94 Total remaining in Main Force. Genji would immediately take out a group of two snakes with little effort, though immediately after he threw his hook, he would receive a heavy kick in his back. Ginji grinned at the other man with eyes that sewed hatred. "You had your chance, Takiya. Now I'll be nice and give you one more. Join us. Unfortunately for Rakeem, as the man raced into the battlefield, he would be met with Ginji's heavy fist to his chest at high speeds! Noel also made a cool entrance. -2 Snakes.
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Str: 100(125)
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Int: 40 Lexington would smack several of the Snakes around like ragdolls, putting a few out of commission, but not enough given the swarm! They continued to funnel in as he positioned himself in the fountain, and he managed to take out another three before things got rough. His fist connected with a man's face, and this man didn't go down. Instead, he threw a heavier fist at Lex's face! Enter Yoshimaru, hyped up on Snake Venom! -6 Snakes
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Str: 40(80)
Dex: 40(30)
Con: 80(100)
Wis: 40(5)
Int: 40(5) LG's sewer force ( Cedric and Bianca included) would take out an astounding 30 Snakes from their initial attack in no time! However, each of them would find a threat they were likely unprepared for. Felix and Luna would both be grabbed by the back of their necks by two Orochi Strongmen, hoisted into the air, and slammed into one another harshly! Cedric and Phoebe would find two Strongmen barreling into their sides at incredibly speeds, looking to floor the main threats, mount them, and then beat on them until they were defeated. Bianca had the misfortune of running into Shinsuke, hyped on Snake Venom! The man came from, seemingly, above, and slammed his knees into her shoulders! -30 Snakes
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Int: 40 Spumoni, assisted by the Marlin Twins, would yield unsatisfying results! Spumoni's numbers would be swatted aside by any approaching Snakes, simply being overpowered by the lot who were crazed on Snake Venom. The Marlin molotovs would successfully light seven Snakes ablaze, though this did not seem to halt their charge! They were likely to die from this, though for now they charged toward the Marlin Twins and Trasci. -7 Snakes
49 Total remaining in Main Force. The Haas brothers would be caught up by Orochi Strongmen! The two would be pushed out of the crowd, and taken to the sidelines for some macho wrestling! +2 Strongmen
49 Total remaining in Main Force. As the car descended upon Takeru, the man simply jumped into the air. His fists slammed into the roof and he rotated his body toward Seth, launching the airborne vehicle at the RIOT Elite as soon as it was at the proper angle. He wasn't strong enough to lift cars on his own, no, but the momentum and positioning made it easy - and Seth's position made him the most viable target. TAKERU
Str: 70(100)
Dex: 50(75)
Con: 80(100)
Wis: 60(40)
Int: 40(25) An explosion would erupt from the back of the school! Screaming could be heard, even over the roar of the current battlefield!49 Remaining in Main Force 37 Snakes - 10 in all stats 8 Strongmen - 40 in all stats 4 Serpent's Heads Spumoni NPCs: DEFEATED LG's NPCs: DEFEATED [OoC: Lock your stats and copy/paste them in every round following this one. If your character is going to address the explosion at the back of campus, please address this in an Out of Character note.] |
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Str-5|Dex-5|Con-8|Wis-12|Int-20
