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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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Post by Nanami Chosokabe on Oct 18, 2015 19:56:28 GMT -5
(To be GM'd by Dreanas)
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
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Nanami shouted with glee as she got her 25 kill streak. She was laughing maniacally as her lightning shot out from her Warlock as she activated Stormtrance, exterminating the enemy team with ease as they all faded into light. As a Stormcaller, she was ridiculously powerful, and nothing could stop her.
Except for the flaming hammer that just flew from afar, slamming into her from the side. She looked on with wide-eyed as she saw her Warlock flame up and die.
Dreanas has shut down QueenAria98.
"Your Team Lost. Better luck next time, Guardian."
Nanami looked on in shock, dropping her controller. Her team was so close to winning, and then this... Dreanas... stole victory right from under her nose.
"BULLSHIIIIIIIT!" She tossed the controller at her beanbag, plopping down onto her bed. She wanted to end the night victorious, not losing when victory was within her grasp!
"Hmph... I'll find this Dreanas tomorrow and whoop their butt..." She mumbled, curling up on her bed and falling asleep after enough time. |
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Post by Dreanas on Oct 18, 2015 22:31:00 GMT -5
A person would be seen on the opposite side of the street with binoculars, staring into Nanamis home. Smirking as she would begin sleeping, hopping down off the rooftop and down the street the man would jump as high as Nanamis window and latch himself there. Popping open the window he'd take out a small device, shooting out a small nanochip at Nanamis temple.
"Goodnight, Nanami..."
Upon awakening, you'd find yourself on nothing but a stone slab, a swaying, dim lamp right above you. Looking around, the room would be bare with nothing in it except for the bed, the door, a newspaper, and a closet of some sort. In the distance, a weird sort of revving sound could be heard, and it was getting louder and louder. Suddenly silencing itself a loud bang would emit at the door, followed by the revving sound again. Someone was trying to break into the room.
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Post by Nanami Chosokabe on Oct 18, 2015 23:35:36 GMT -5
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
| Nanami slept through the intruder breaking into her room like a champ.
When she woke up, she yawned a ridiculously long yawn and rubbed her eyes, groaning as her back felt funny.
"Boy, I did not sleep comfortably last night... What the..."
She looked down to see the stone slab she woke up on. The light hanging above her, as well as the bare furnishings in the room told her one thing: "This isn't my room. What the frick."
She was obviously freaked out, but wasn't sure how to express it. Sliding off of the stone slab, her bare feet would touch the floor and she'd shiver a bit at how cold it was. Being only in her pajamas, the poor girl had nothing on her to keep her warm.
"The one time I should've gone to sleep in battle armor or something..."
She stopped when she heard the revving sight, tensing up. It was getting louder... and then suddenly stopped. Before she knew it, there was a loud bang at the door, followed by the revving again. Panicking, she looked around the room. There wasn't many choices of where to hide, nor was there another exit that she could see.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. She thought frantically, running for the closet, opening it. She would hide inside if she was able to, crouching down low in the corner and keeping as quiet as possible, not even breathing audibly. |
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Post by Dreanas on Oct 18, 2015 23:56:26 GMT -5
Barely escaping into the closet, the door would splinter and crack before being sent across the room and shattering on the stone slab. A complete and utter giant would enter the room, ravving the chainsaw every few moments. If you were to look out the small crack of the closet door, the giant would be completely mangled, his body being stitched together by nothing but shards of metal and some unknown substance.
Seeing that no one was in the room, the giant would make some sort of hellish noise before sprinting out of the room, the final noise echoing out of existance. If it would be seen, there would be a small camera right next to Nanami in the closet, and upon picking it up night vision would appear on the small screen followed by what was just a black box in the top right.
Leaving the room would bring you directly into long hallway with 5 doors on either side with the first door on the left being blocked off by a wierd pink substance. At the end of the hallway it would split into two parts, left and right.
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Post by Nanami Chosokabe on Oct 19, 2015 0:56:51 GMT -5
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
| Nanami shut her eyes tightly as the creature outside thrashed about. Unable to contain her curiosity, she would steal a peek through the closet door, her eyes widening at the shock of what she had seen. She covered her mouth to make sure no noise came out, and remained as still as possible... breathing a sigh of relief when the creature finally left, the revving growing distant.
What the fuck, man... I'd rather be in the Iron Banner on a level 1 character right now...
Feeling something next to her, she would notice the camera and pick it up curiously. Through the screen, she was able to see in the darkness of the closet clearly. "Alright... here goes." She said, gulping as she opened the closet slowly and snuck out.
Facing the now doorless exit, she would slowly step out, avoiding stepping on any splinters as she walked down the hall. The doors had her curious, as did the strange pink substance... just what was it? She knew better than to touch crap like that.
Should I check these rooms out...? Could be something that could help me out... or it could be some kind of sick trap... She thought, debating for a moment. She would walk towards the second door on the left, placing her ear to it to see if she could hear anything. If all signs were good, she would take a deep breath and open it slowly to walk inside. |
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Post by Dreanas on Oct 19, 2015 14:47:21 GMT -5
Once you had entered the room, it be a lot nicer than the deathly chill room you were in before. A fully furnished bed would be in the middle of the room, followed by a few paintings lining the walls, the lighting in the room also being a lot brighter and warmer. A dresser would be to the left of the bed, along with a nightstand and closet to the right of it. No noise could be heard, either in the distance, or near you. A small beep could be heard a from the camera, looking at it, a grid would appear on the black box. No beeps or red blips though.
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Post by Nanami Chosokabe on Oct 20, 2015 17:44:13 GMT -5
This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.
| Nanami peeked into the room cautiously, breathing a sigh of relief when she saw there was no one else- or nothing else- in there. She would walk into the room, a little shaky. It felt warmer than the previous room, and the way it was so nicely furnished made her feel like she was in a whole new place entirely. She longed for nothing more than to just lay on the bed and fall back asleep, maybe waking up in a better place... but right now, this seemed to be the reality she was in. What if it wasn't a dream? What if it was real, and whatever creature that was found her? She wasn't a fighter. She never was.
First things first... She thought, not wanting to speak out loud, knowing better than to make more noise than necessary in any life or death situation. She would look down at the camera, curious about the beep she heard. There was now a grid inside of the black box, but she wasn't sure as to its purpose yet. Right now, she had no time to examine this camera to see if there was anything special about it, but she would take whatever she could find in the hopes of increasing her chances of survival.
She would begin to search the room, first going to the dresser and opening all of the drawers to see if anything was inside. If nothing was there, she would check the nightstand. |
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Post by Dreanas on Oct 20, 2015 19:44:15 GMT -5
Searching through the third drawer of the dresser would lead you to a small piece of paper with nothing but a few word etched into it. "Focus. And your enemys will become clear to you." Searching in the nightstand would give you a key, scratched into the metal would be the letters, 3F, LEFT R5. And then, a small bang could be heard from the room to your left, the boarded off one. A beep would emit from the camera, along with the radar on the camera showing a red beep in the next door room.
A loud crash would come from out in the hallway along with a horrifing scream. As the red blip would move across the map, although slowly it would come to the door to the room you were in rather quickly. Stabbing through the door with another hellish scream, tearing the door apart piece by piece. Yet another enemy to be afraid of.
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