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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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FEAR - The Phantom: Act One
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Current Status: Going Fast.
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Post by Felix Booker on Nov 22, 2015 17:05:43 GMT -5
He didn't even get a moment to celebrate before the Phantom exploded in a powerful blast. Felix was blown backwards, landing face down. He took a deep gasp of breath before sputtering violently, everything hurt. It was impossible to pinpoint where, all he knew was it hurt all over. He tried to get up, his arms spasming before he collapsed onto his face. He felt something grab him by the leg lifting him up, at a glance he could tell the Phantom wasn't finished with him. Glancing to his side he saw Ira, her arm extended to him, he did it in kind.
It was a desperate situation, and he wouldn't lose her, she was family. He watched in horror as more tendrils of the strange solid darkness restrained her. Before he could even formulate a plan, his bodies pain clouding his thinking he was slammed into the floor. Using his arms to absorb the brunt of the impact Felix was winded, there was no way they could fight this thing, it was impossible. He looked to see Ira get dragged into that . . . thing, and he broke, anger overtaking everything. He screamed out her name, his voice a ragged mass of pain.
"IRRRAAAA!"
The only thought on his mind was to get her back, the FEAR gas was affecting his mind, making it harder to think, but he used it to his advantage. The thought of losing any of his adopted family drove him forward, with a desperate determination.
He did what any person would do in that situation -- he took off his pants. Felix's shoes had been knocked off in the initial explosion. With his left hand he would unzip his pants sliding out of them as the Phantom dragged him, using his right hand as his last connection to the ground as he pulled himself furiously against the Phantom's will.
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Post by Cedric Kenelm on Nov 23, 2015 2:53:53 GMT -5
Cedric paused for a moment considering the plight of his fellow school members but soon forgot any notion of aiding them instead choosing to try taking advantage of their situation to try to take the phantom by surprise. Cedric tried slowly walking around sine he seemed to be ignored at the moment then rush at the phantom from behind and try ripping out what he thought at least was an eye from behind.
STR: 23 (52) | CON: 30 (60) | DEX: 30 (52) | WIS: 30 (35) | INT: 20
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Post by Caelum Magnus-Stärke on Nov 23, 2015 3:12:28 GMT -5
[attr="class","placekeep"] [attr="class","holder"] [attr="class","tagline"]@tag [attr="class","tagline2"]what the hell am i doing? [attr="class","inoo"] [attr="class","tri"] [attr="class","cross"]It's like an avalanche, I feel myself go under, Cause the weight of it's like hands around my neck. [attr="class","textbox"] [attr="class","textry"] [attr="class","thestuff"]Caelum lowered his arm and the molotov, grimacing. There wasn't a clear opening for him, not without potentially harming one of the other people fighting this thing. And the last thing they needed was a case of gross negligence. But everyone else was fighting and doing their best... here he was, too scared to even get close to the thing.
He was a Stärke. He was supposed to be brave. He was supposed to be a symbol of strength. But here he was, shaking in his boots. This was why his family cast him off the way they did, because he never had the strength or even the courage that the other Stärkes possessed growing up. But that wasn't acceptable. Not anymore. For once in his life, he was going to fight back.
"... Macht, Jenny, Marko... If I die here, I hope that at least you see that I went down fighting."
He took a deep breath, making sure his mask was on tight, and he would rush outside to join the others in fighting this thing. Waiting for Cedric to make his move, Caelum would come up immediately afterwards, jumping up into the air and slam dunking his molotov onto the creature from above, hoping it would have some kind of positive effect.
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Nov 26, 2015 8:24:48 GMT -5
Ira Defaire would be absorbed into the Phantom's mass, and it seemed to double in size! This had a negative on Felix Booker as he tried to escape, and the tendrils would entrap his arms by the shoulders and drag him in as well. Despite his efforts, even those to remove his own pants, he would also be absorbed! It was now three times larger than it was when they first spotted it! Cedric Kenelm 's eye-gouge would prove mostly ineffective, though he would gouge out what seemed to be a sphere of solidified Qi energy. Caelum Magnus-Stärke 's molotov dunk would cause the Phantom's body to burst and reform multiple times simultaneously, the only thing seeming to keep it together for the moment being its added mass. It roared, shooting out a wave of dark energy that would slam into both Caelum and Cedric, before it zipped clear into the air and disappeared, taking Ira and Felix with it.
EVENT: OVER Apologies for the delay. If anyone besides Ira Defaire or Felix Booker would like to do a follow-up mission, or learn the importance of a follow-up, PM this account. Rewards are as follows: Everyone receives +3 Exp, and the following: Ira Defaire : Phantom Shroud: Once per thread, the user may cloak herself in a shroud of dark Qi energy that assists her in repelling Qi attacks. Any Qi abilities used on her during this round are treated as being one tier lower. T1 abilities and Permanent Consumables have halved effectiveness. Felix Booker : Phantom Wings: Once per thread, the user's feet seem to grow wings made of dark Qi energy. For one round, when running, the user leaves a large trail of dark energy that harms all who cross it. Deals 30 points of damage to any who touch it. Cedric Kenelm : Phantom Eye: Once per thread, the user's eye seems to glow with a mysterious energy reminiscent of that of the Phantom. The user may fire a single bolt of dark energy from his eye that can extend up to 30 feet. Bolt travels at the equivalent of 30 Dex, and deals damage equivalent to 30 Str. Caelum Magnus-Stärke : Phantom Aura: Once per thread, the user summons an aura of dark energy around himself. He may lash out with a single dark tendril that extends his range by up to 30 feet, dealing 30 points of damage to a single target. Steven Rosett : Phantom Guise: Once per thread, the user's face takes on the Phantom's mask. He can exhale a dark mist that makes any who enter suffer -10 to their Wis. Simultaneously, his own Wis may not be debuffed this round. Mist forms a cone in front of the user, ten feet long and five feet wide at the max range. Faye Cooper : N/A Paige Weaver : N/A
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