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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.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Oct 19, 2015 22:30:16 GMT -5
Among the pages of a certain book, the note would be slipped. Between the pages, of 'In the Heart of the Sea.' A book the meant something, a connection, a starting point of things of the past. However Steven had to do it, it wasn't the smartest way in order to try and track someone down, slipping the note into the book at the library. However Steven had hopes that it would work as he left. The simple note in his own hand, simply an address and a request to come see him. Only the person the note was for, would know it was from, unless she had told another about the book and it's meaning.
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It would be sometime later, Steven would be sitting in the meeting room of the apartment building that he owned now. He owned. That still hadn't sunk in completely, that fact that member of the group he was one of the leaders for, plus funds from other place had meant that he had been able to straight out by the building in which he had lived. Currently scaffolding would be up the building as renovations took place, changing the building purpose. Making it so that it could be a base of operations while still being a place where people, mostly the member of the Like-Minded could live.
It was simply a matter of hope, and of time.
Steven crossed his fingers mentally, as he would await, reading to himself one of the books among the building library. Yes library, Steven couldn't resist having one put in as part of the changes.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Oct 19, 2015 22:40:17 GMT -5
Her muffled voice came from the doorway, hood up.
"It's been a long time, Steven."
Saya would remove the hood of her RIOT jacket, pulling down her mask as she stepped forward into the meeting room doorway. She had become quite adept at stealth, and sneaking into the place wasn't entirely difficult. Her blue eyes glanced down at the book he was reading before setting "In the Heart of the Sea" down on the table and sitting lazily, bringing both feet up to rest on it.
"What did you want?"
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Post by Steven Rosett on Oct 19, 2015 22:50:45 GMT -5
Steven would look up from his book, and close it as she spoke and entered the room. Putting down the most recent book he was reading. The first of the games of thrones series down on a side table next to the chair he was sitting in. He would quirk and eyebrow at Saya's attire, but not comment on it for now. Instead he would greet her pleased. "It has been awhile. I wanted to talk about some of the recent gang related issues floating around, maybe make an offer." Steven said and would get up from his chair, and walking towards one of the rooms windows and looking out on it.
"I've recently heard rumours of something, a gang meeting that went down and a sort of alliance made. I'm not one hundred percent pleased, but as I didn't show I really can't complain. However as you have seen, I have been a little busy." Steven said turning from the window and waving an arm as if to gesture to the building as a whole.
"Though I have to admit, I'm slightly taken aback by where you stand, but strangely I think your probably the only person I could ignore that from." He said, gesture moving to wave at her and what she was wearing.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Oct 19, 2015 23:08:12 GMT -5
Saya glanced down at her ring, knowing she couldn't outright deny being in RIOT lest she be heard and punished. So, she would sigh and look back to Steven, knowing the kid trusted her and so, would lift her leg and stick her ring hand under it so they couldn't be heard.
"I have my reasons for what I do. As for the gangs- what about them?"
Most would die out anyway, once Orochi arrived. That gang was...full of monsters.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Oct 19, 2015 23:23:09 GMT -5
Steven raised an eyebrow once more at the seemingly odd action of where Saya put her hand, but to him it meant nothing and so he ignored it and just pushed forward with the points on his mind. IT was more difficult then he had been hoping with the connection she overtly had to RIOT by what she wore, however Steven didn't want to believe that the Saya he knew wasn't beyond that.
"Chaos is coming, and at the end of the day I don't know how many of these gangs are still going to be around. I could try and take part, try and make a difference. However that isn't the smart option." Steven said, he didn't know who would win in the days to come but if Steven got involved from the start directly he knew that his morals and ideals would lead to himself getting killed. And a dead man helps no one in the long run.
"Once the current threat to our groups are gone, no doubt I see RIOT pushing forward into the void it leaves. Pushing forward and in the end I plan to be there waiting and ready for them. So I'm asking for your help somehow, even if it isn't much, that or walk away." He had planned to straight up only ask for her help, but now that it seemed she was on the other side, not having to fight against a friends would have to do when that day came.
"I don't know your reasons, and I know your the sort not to just give them out. However I'm hoping that the day will exist when RIOT is gone, if that means we will have to fight. Tell me now."
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Oct 19, 2015 23:26:23 GMT -5
"I see."
She would stand and grab her book, turning to start heading for the door. She would pause, and turn back. She would pull a piece of paper out of her pocket and write down her number, walking over and opening his book and sticking it inside.
"You want to align with me- Deal. Call me when or if you need me. As long as you aren't fighting LG, I'll be there."
She would turn to go.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Oct 19, 2015 23:40:29 GMT -5
Steven mouth would drop...Did that just happen, did that really just happen. That was way too easy, seriously, so easy he was almost worried that she was setting him up. Well not really, but he could not believe how that went. He would quickly move over to his book and look at the note, her number she had left him as she was leaving.
It was good that Steven had no intention of fighting his old gang, as much as he wanted to knock Leon around the head a little for some of the choices and action he had made, Steven would do that on a personal level if anything. That wasn't about the gang, but the man and that would be something he would not want Saya help for anyway, a little something to prove.
Pushing that thought aside though, Steven would rush after Saya as she was leaving and from a distance shout out to her. "Don't die on me hun, dead allies don't fix shit either." Steven said, a little caught in the shock still, the British accent and terms dropping out to easily, even though he couldn't really make them fit Saya. "You hear me." Steven added another shout, causing other member to look up at the exchange and suddenly be alerted to the fact of Saya's presence they had missed on coming in. However they would catch Steven word and the fact things were okay and settle down, albeit a little confused.
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Post by Saya Shinrai on Oct 19, 2015 23:42:59 GMT -5
Her voice would come from the darkness- where would be difficult to discern. Sounded like it came from behind him, but in the shadows.
"It's not me you should be worried about."
She dropped out the window at the end of the hall, landing on the ground far below with ease and a little grunt. She would take off walking. Steven may have thought it was easy- but truth be told, Saya wouldn't be in RIOT forever. And right now, she had no allies. Someone offering it to her, knowing she was the enemy right now? Those were good people. She would glance up, pulling up her hood and mask.
It would be cold tonight.
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