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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 T5 R3 - [Levi vs. Macht]
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Oct 25, 2015 8:48:26 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'.] Levi Kayamei & Macht Stärke would both 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 10x10 square room with a five-foot rotating pole located at the center of each quadrant. Each of these rotating poles was equipped with blades that stuck out anywhere from six-eighteen inches, to maim the combatants. Additionally, there appeared to be holes at the top of the ceiling, though the tiny things didn't have any evident use. "Aaaaaaaaaand from doooor number one! This Jackie Chan wanna-be has proven himself a few times since the finals of the last tournament, let's see if he can continue to wow the crowd! Say hello to LEEVVIIII KAYAMEEEEIII!" Levi received a substantial amount of cheering, significantly more than most others had in this tournament so far - set aside the previous champions, anyway. Were he paired with any other opponent, he would perhaps be the crowd favorite. "But wait! From doooor number twoooo! The biggest ginger you've ever seen, this Apex Warrior has bested his opponents with brutal tenacity, let's give it up for MAAACHT STAAAAARKE!" Like Levi, Macht was met with substantial cheers, as well. He had shown unrivaled prowess up to this point, and the crowd was excited to see who they assumed to be two equally matched opponents go up against one another. "Alright you bastards, this ain't over until one of you just can't get back up! Give us the show of your lives! Can we end with the best fight we've ever seen?! That's for you two to decide! IT'S TIIIIIME FOR THE BAAAAAREKNUCKLE BEATDOOOOOOOOOOOOOWN!" |
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Post by Macht Stärke on Oct 25, 2015 9:21:05 GMT -5
Kayamei, huh? Should be interesting...
The redhead stepped out into the arena to the cheers of the crowd, a grin crossing his lips as he heard the first unanimous approval for both contestants thus far. Based on the crowd reaction, he was expecting Levi to have done well in his previous matches, which only meant that Macht was going to end have yet another worthwhile fight. Vivi, Leon, and now Levi... what were the chances, eh?
Macht made a mental note to avoid the rotating poles, and how there was only five feet between each one in a square, and roughly seven feet from the diagonals. It made his grin turn to a frown, noting how quickly this fight could turn into a blood bath, but with a half-cybernetic body, he didn't quite mind. So long as Levi played fair, he would.
"Been a long time, brother."
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Oct 26, 2015 1:11:57 GMT -5
History repeats itself yet again
Levi appreciated the silence from his escort as he was led down the hallway, the familiar sound of the cheering crowd quickly raising to near deafening levels as he entered the arena, though by this by, Levi had learned to tune a lot of it out. Levi and Macht were long time friends and had, on several occasions, been known to duke it out in a contest of strength for one reason or another. To his recollection, they were about even, which meant today was going to be a tie breaker of sorts. This thought forced an excited grin on the Asian's face.
This should be fun.
His smile faded somewhat as he approached the center of the ring, noting the distance between each pole and their deadly appendages, hoping they would simply control the space they fought in and not actually cause this fight to become a bloody tragedy. Stopping on his side of the center of the ring, Levi gave his German brother a warm smile as he spoke over the crowd that had begun to quiet down in anticipation for the action to start, though only just slightly.
"Too long my friend. Let's have a good match, but let's be careful. I think you and I have seen enough hospitals for one lifetime don't you?"
Levi silently agreed with himself that he would avoid any move that would outright force his opponent into the barrier of blades unless his friend decided it was no longer taboo, which would be an unfortunate outcome for either of them to be sure.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Oct 26, 2015 5:48:30 GMT -5
Macht grinned, holding up his prosthetic arm, which revved up a little. "You're tellin' me," he responded with a small chuckle. This was going to be a fun one. Last time he and Levi fought it was before Macht's growth spurt, so he had a reach advantage now, but playing to it could be slightly dangerous with the contraptions about. Still, he made note of the locations even as he closed the gap, being sure to count how many feet he was from the ones behind him.
Macht took up a traditional krav maga stance, though his arms were lowered and his knees were slightly bent to make up for the height difference. After all, he needed to protect his torso, not the fact Levi could hardly reach. He would wait for Levi to adopt a fighting stance of his own, before shooting out a left-right combo of flicker jabs toward his face. Neither had any force, so even if they made contact with Levi's body, the only one that would even slightly hurt would be the prosthetic. His feet remained firmly planted the entire time, so that if Levi made a counter, Macht would not be budged any time soon. //40/40/40/40/39 |
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Oct 26, 2015 18:42:43 GMT -5
Levi eyed Macht's cybernetic arm with curiousity and a little concern. He had a feeling he knew why Macht had needed a prosthetic and wasn't too pleased about it. The Ghoul had certainly done more than its fair share of damage to people he cared about.
Thank god for Shugo Corp tech...
Levi only let this distract him for a moment before he took his own fighting stance, hands up in front of his face at cheekbone level, his head moving left to right to make him a harder target as Macht launched a pair a flicker jabs. Levi's movement made dodging the first jab simple with a further movement of the head as he took a half step forward his left and planted his stance a little inside Macht's reach, enough to make his reach disadvantage disappear. Levi’s right hand opened and moved to intercept to test the power of the second blow. Macht's fist against his palm would tell him that it was simply a probing attack, the opening move of what was likely to be an intense game of chess with fists.
Alright, here we go…
Having made his reach disadvantage less of an issue, Levi left his feet firm as he threw a couple of snappy jabs of his own at Macht's face, near the eyes, his wrist snapping at the end of each on as he whipped his left arm out to the side towards Macht with each one, making their exact target harder to read and the reach of each one deceptive. If they hit, they wouldn't stagger the German as much as it would sting the tissue and begin to cause swelling faster than a standard punch would.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Oct 26, 2015 23:58:34 GMT -5
When Levi's strikes came in, they would be inside of Macht's already well-positioned arms, which would be making their retreat from the previous flicker jabs. As the man threw the jabs of his own, Macht simply responded by turning his right arm counter-clockwise at the elbow, palming Levi's forearm and pushing it down and away. As he stepped in, Macht would also throw a left straight for Levi's nose, which would come quicker than intended as the gap was closed.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Oct 29, 2015 13:38:19 GMT -5
Levi’s punches utilized a relaxed arm and the momentum of that arm with the snapping action to increase their stopping power instead of body weight and sheer muscular strength, so his stance was steady and he was able to watch and react to Macht’s counter attack without any issues.
As Macht stepped in, Levi stepped back with his left to match his opponent’s step in and swayed to his left once his foot was planted, the punch grazing the right side of his brow as he threw a fierce low uppercut towards the man’s solar plexus, hoping to wind him as he brought his left hand back to its defensive position.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Oct 30, 2015 11:18:46 GMT -5
Macht watched as Levi's body reacted, and as the uppercut was thrown, he exhaled considerably and hunched his shoulders, raising his body as the hit collided to absorb some of the impact and minimize the damage done. Simultaneously, his left hand would clamp down on the back of Levi's neck, pulling back harshly before launching the head down and raising his right knee. The aim here was to either smash Levi's face into the knee, or catch him in the torso if plan a didn't pan out.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Oct 31, 2015 20:32:56 GMT -5
This was why Levi had brought his left hand in for extra defense. Feeling Macht's hand on the back of his neck pull him back, it wasn't hard to figure out what was coming next.
As he was pulled in, Levi's stance kept him mostly balanced, having to lift his right as he was pulled back and place it back down as he was pulled forward, the jerking motion somewhat disorienting, but not enough to make defense impossible as he kept his eyes ready for the knee strike that was likely coming. His read was correct and as he saw the knee coming in, his left hand slammed into the side of the German's knee, knocking it off course as he continued to push to ensure it did not hit its target, though he had not succeeded by much as the leg brushed against his face.
Too close!
By this time, his right hand had plenty of time to get back and reach behind his neck, and latch on to Macht's index finger and pull it away, threatening to snap it if his grip on his neck was not released. If it worked, Levi would keep his eyes open and hands up for a follow-up as he took a half step back, returning to just outside of Macht's reach. He smiled at his worthy adversary as he spoke over the roar of the crowd.
"Nice counter."
Levi took note of their position, having not moved too much from their starting position, before stepping back in on his right, head moving to make himself a more difficult target, before snapping a quick right jab towards Macht's eyes. If his opponent let the punch get close enough, his hand would open into a Palm strike, though it would lose too much range to hit effectively. The purpose was to block the man's field of vision and, if it looked like it had worked, Levi would snap a short kick into Macht's forwardmost kneecap with enough force to possibly injure, but not break. It wasn't that kind of fight.
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