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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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Bloody [Knuckles] / [Apex Fight]
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 3, 2015 23:21:35 GMT -5
"Eheh. Thats what they all say til 'SURPRISE'-"
Her distraction had worked. Knuckles hadn't been paying attention to behind him. His knees almost buckled, but Austin would manage to stay standing. Shrugging as he turned around and threw his vest away and off to the side. It was then those hazel hues would catch her swipe her knife across her own thigh. His eyes would narrow
What the hell did she do that for?
"Careful now, dont make this any easier than it has to be."
Knuckles would then burst forward toward her, before cutting to his right and thrusting a straight left punch toward her forehead. Not a full force punch, but enough to try and knock her silly. He would then cotinue to circle around toward his right and try to lift his left leg up and boot her in her ass to kick her away.
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Having perfected our disguise, we search for someone we can't fool.
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Post by Siobhan Arden on Dec 6, 2015 22:31:33 GMT -5
Siobhan felt her breathing become labored. Well, she was never one for aerobic exercises anyways. Sure, there was a lot of blood, but nothing that would kill her. There was worse, had been worse. She remembered the lashes of a bullwhip splitting the skin on her back, a repentance for the very event that had marked a drastic change in her life. It stung more than usual, and that was because sweat was leaking into the open wounds onto her back. Maybe then her father had started to see the change in his daughter. Wouldn't that be ironic?
"Easy? Don't forget who really has the power here."
Siobhan managed a mutter, a sweat on her brow from the exertion it took to simply remain standing. She knew; oh she was quite aware of how crazy she seemed for giving up such an advantage in this situation. But if Knuckles was unaware of her objective, well that gave her an edge for right now. The punch hit her solidly, but nothing she tried to dodge either. Siobhan saw the world tip black before snapping back into place when he booted her in the ass. Honestly, is this guy subtly hitting on me or something? Siobhan wondered how she should break the news to him. An underlying reason for why she had come crawling to Apex's doorstep.
"Alright, alright, but before I strip I gotta ask this at least. Are you a boobs or butt kind of guy?"
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 7, 2015 23:52:00 GMT -5
"Heh. Well I'm not picky, But since you asked.. I like big butts and I cannot lie."
Knuckles would grin, crossing his arms as his eyes would travel down toward the self inflicted wound on her thigh. Acting as if he wasn't even involved in a fight, hd would cock his head toward the side and point toward her leg.
"Not to switch off such an interesting subject, but- Why'd you do that?"
Whether or not she chose to answer was up to her. But in his eyes, she damn well better live up to her part of the deal. Austin wasn't going to let it go too far, but why the hell not get a peek right?!
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Having perfected our disguise, we search for someone we can't fool.
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Post by Siobhan Arden on Dec 15, 2015 20:20:03 GMT -5
Siobhan laughed out loud, tipping her head back. A wash of dizziness nearly tumbled her onto her back, but it was definitely worth it. This fight had been as much of a test against Knuckles as it was for her. The Apex leader reminded her of Farthing and all the times she would get to speak to him before his death. With someone like him, maybe I could find the power to protect people I cared about. Siobhan locked eyes back with Knuckles smiling warmly. She didn't feel bitter anymore. An unusual reaction as grudges piled up like bodies wherever she went. No, even if I don't manage to make it into this gang, I have at least a good idea of what I need to accomplish. God, that sounded unbelievably cheesy. Since when had Siobhan grown so soft?
"Damn, looks like you're out of luck."
The girl pulled off the school designated blouse, left in only a black tank top. Next came her thigh high sock on her right leg. Sweeping her arms out in front of her, feeling extremely fatigued, the girl mustered a smirk. Picky her ass, every boy had a favorite. There was appreciation and devotion. Pulling up a shaky hand to tuck her mussed hair behind her ear, she gave an amused look to Knuckles upon his question.
"Do what?"
Siobhan glanced down at her leg. Briefly she wondered how obligated she was to tell him why. Aw, her fun had to end already? Well, she would owe the guy an explanation before the next series of events began. Black holes began to splotch her vision, her head growing disoriented as it became thick with air. Glancing down at the spreading dark spot that thankfully wouldn't stain noticeably on her tall black socks, she wondered how dire the situation was becoming Her palm pressed against the wound, blood still seeping sluggishly. If she needed stitches, Siobhan would scream. Hospital trips turned into shootouts and those were never a good way to end the night.
"Oh this? Aha, see it was another one of my brilliant ideas. I understand a leader's point of view in deciding upon the skills of potential members. Maybe you'll understand but I have to do testing of my own."
Siobhan managed to give Knuckles a wry grin before exhaustion began pulling her limbs down with gravity. She wouldn't last much longer.
"My father's a mafia boss and I'm the runaway heiress. This city is crawling with grim reapers trying to find my soul. PHS #552 is about the only mediocre place I don't have to worry too much. So, leader, if a member has a death warrant hanging above their head but they need help, who does the obligation fall to?"
An inhale, then an exhale. The wind blew slightly, but maybe that was her floating body. Siobhan's knees finally collapsed, her body hitting the ground. Mind quieting, the girl wondered once again how she would dig herself out of this predicament. Trouble always came knocking on her door, but even so- Siobhan wasn't ready to kick the bucket just yet.
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 15, 2015 21:35:29 GMT -5
Austin would remain silent as he listened to her speak. It would appear as though he dropped his guard, but he was still carefully watching. Her predicament didn't sound too thrilling. But one couldn't help where or how they were born.
It seemed the girl was in trouble and seeking a safe heaven. Somewhere as she could go when she needed help. People willing to help her. His arms would cross and he would co lntinue to keep his hazel hues focused upon her.
"If you're wondering if Apex would help defend you and keep you safe, you can certainly bet on that. Your problem becomes ours. We would take care of you and the problem."
Austin's eyes would gaze down her form and focus upon the wound again, before he let out a tiny sigh and threw his hands out toward the side.
"Listen, we can take a rain check on our little bet if you want.. You should probably get that taken care of."
His tone had softened slightly when he spoke that time. Maybe he had a soft spot for cute chicks, but he had already decided in his mind that he would let her in. Besides, she seemed as though she would benefit Apex in a different way. Her negotiation skills could prove useful.
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Having perfected our disguise, we search for someone we can't fool.
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Post by Siobhan Arden on Dec 15, 2015 21:46:04 GMT -5
Siobhan blinked mutely at Knuckles wondering what weight his words of reassurance carried. Apex sounded like a dreamland, something out of a fairytale. A gang that wasn't about senseless brutality and abuse of relations? What idealistic world did that exist in? She was stupid, naive, so many things but none of which doused the hope still burning in her chest. So maybe an ideal dream like that did exist, it wouldn't come without a price. The lengths she had gone through already, the memories being shown to her through a mere fight, it must be worth it, in the end.
"Rain check sounds nice... Don't worry about that, it's just a flesh wound. I can.. take care of it.."
Siobhan muttered, briefly feeling the world go dark before stirring back into the light. Rolling up onto one arm, she struggled to lift herself. The wave of dizziness, brought her face back down into the dirt. No, I'm not going to be beaten by some blood loss.. Surging upwards, the girl furrowed her brow and looked at her all but useless leg with a scowl. Like hell if she would show weakness now of all times. Siobhan had made it this far, she could stand on her own. So she said but tucking her legs underneath her was a chore that made her vision alternate black and white.
"You know.. on second thought.. why don't we just start a running credit.. I'll.. pay you back.."
Slurring her words slightly, Siobhan would blink blankly twice before her eyes rolled back and fluttered shut. Dropping onto her side heavily, the girl finally lost the battle against her own weakness. And if she had the neural activity to be thinking, it would definitely be to curse her own uselessness.
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