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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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Cake Is Delicious When Done Correctly! [ RAINA | OPEN ]
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets. Fuck outta' here."
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Jan 31, 2015 17:00:27 GMT -5
Juelz stood alone in the cooking room with his eyes fixated intently on the oven timer. Yellow colored cake batter would be smeared all over his face in little patches from his intense battle with the ingredients. Beside him resided an opened cookbook and a messy table with empty cartons of eggs, milk, empty bags of flour and sugar.
Zzzzzzt!
He sighed as the oven buzzer went off, he slide on his custom made Cooking Mama oven gloves and reached for the cake. As he pulled his creation out from the blistering cage, the aroma that hit him smelt amazing. With a sudden jolt of relief, he pulled the cake out faster... Only to be disappointed yet again. This damn cake was lump sided, burnt all to hell, and uneven all the way around.
"Fuck!"
The Junior dropped the pastry on the metal table before taking off his gloves and tossing them to the side. He glanced down at his matching Cooking Mama apron with the phrase: "Twerk For The Chef'" etched across with Cooking Mama herself smiling underneath. He exhaled another sigh of frustration as he plopped down into the empty chair beside him.
"This fucking cake ain't never going to get made." He eyed the rest of the ingredients spread out before him and realized he only had one more attempt to get this right.
Another sigh...
"Fuck..."
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Post by Raina Scylar on Jan 31, 2015 17:09:56 GMT -5
She smelled the cake from down the hall and knew it wasn't going to turn out. She spent many years learning how to cook and bake so maybe she could be of help. She walked down the hall in her tank top, skirt, and combat boots on her way to a combat practice but couldn't help but stop. She stepped into the doorway and saw who it was trying to bake. She shook her head at the man and knew this must be important for him. "For one, your cake has too much flour, the consistency Is off. That's why part of it isn't done and others is burnt. Also you have to set the cake on the bottom rack, any kind of movement or shake can and will ruin it." She said with a weak smile. "And sorry about the punch. How's the face?" she continued crossing her arms and leaning up against the door.
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets. Fuck outta' here."
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Jan 31, 2015 18:50:34 GMT -5
"One more go. Get it right this time, Malik."
Those words echoed through the egotistical corridor that would be his mind. Almond eyes glanced at the cook book and deciphered every last word thoroughly. The Junior would have had to have read that one page roughly two-hundred times and still didn't understand why the cake continued to come out like shit.
Before he began the caking making process for the umpteenth time, a voice caught his attention. Whoever this female was seemed to know what she was talking about. All the talk of flour consistency and cooking on the bottom rack went in one ear and out the other. He spun around in his chair, faced the girl with his typical look of indifference and spoke up when she was finished.
"Pretty sure you have me confused with someone else, girl." His eyes drifted down towards her chest. He rose an eyebrow due to sudden interest. "Oh, right." He remembered the incident and shrugged his shoulders upon doing so. "If I said you hit like a girl, that's a pretty big insult to an entire gender, but..." Juelz ended his words there and went back to the task at hand.
The second student that entered the room would ask a question about the burning aroma traveling down the hall. Juelz wouldn't turn back around to face the boy, instead he would gesture towards the row of burn't cakes lined up across the neighboring table.
"I'm here trying to do the work of the lord. Leave." His words were aimed at both of them.
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Post by Raina Scylar on Jan 31, 2015 21:15:33 GMT -5
The sight of the two men trying to figure out a cookbook was pretty amusing but she could not take this anymore. "Guys... guys... guys... Let me handle this please. This is getting unsettling. Look Juelz, Me and you don't have a super great history, but you need help and I have years of cooking experience. First take your flour and other ingredients and mix slowly and make sure to get the clumps out. Mix until the batter is perfectly smooth. Bumps cause frumps, remember that." She said with a smile. "Now when your batter is ready make sure you oil you pan and smooth the batter into it slowly. It has to even for consistency." Raina smiled at the man hopefully trying to make things better between them. She didn't really know what to say to the other guy.
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets. Fuck outta' here."
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Jan 31, 2015 21:42:40 GMT -5
"What was your first guess?" Those golden eyes of Juelz fixated upon the table of failed attempts. "Was it that one, that one, or that one way at the end over there?" He replied to the blue haired male with a sarcastic chuckle and shaking head. "Only thing I need from you is your swift exit." But then the female spoke up; explain how the entire display was painful to watch and with instructions of her own. Juelz simply looked at the girl with a narrow gaze.
"And how exactly do you know me on a first name bases?"
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Post by Raina Scylar on Jan 31, 2015 22:32:16 GMT -5
Raina smirked kind of evilly. "I have my ways of gaining knowledge. Now do you want my damn help or not? It's obvious that this is important." She said as she looked at him. "Now come on or do I have to sit and make it myself?
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets. Fuck outta' here."
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Feb 1, 2015 15:47:07 GMT -5
"Does it look like I'm in the mood to play games, girl?" Juelz retorted to the girl with a relaxed tone despite the fire burning within those exotic eyes of his. He had a feeling she wouldn't answer the question, so instead of pressing the trivial matter, The Junior maintained his full focus on the cake.
"Don't assume shit, girl. This cake isn't as important as you may think."
The blue haired boy put it upon himself to help where help was most certainly not needed. Out the corner of his eye, Juelz watched as the boy approached with extra ingredients and the proper tools needed to make a proper cake. Needless to say, the lone wolf of a Junior sat back within his chair, rubbed his temples, and exhaled a rather defeated sigh of "fuck all this shit".
"Enjoy yourselves."
He stood up, took off his custom made apron, gathered the matching oven gloves, and began cleaning up the tsunami like of a mess he created in attempt to make one cake. If these two wanted to bake, so be it; he wouldn't get in their way because it wasn't that serious. But if they wanted to bake with him? Yeah, not going to happen.
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Post by Raina Scylar on Feb 1, 2015 16:59:39 GMT -5
She looked at him cleaning up the mess and preparing to leave and instantly got angry. She's not an angry person but this guy gets under her skin. "What the hell are you doing! I missed gymnastics to help you and now your leaving!" She growled out. She instantly walked over to him and stared at him in the eyes. She refused to let him leave. "so go over there and stir the damn batter!"
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets. Fuck outta' here."
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Feb 9, 2015 15:28:15 GMT -5
"You're missing gymnastics due to the fact you're helping someone who didn't even ask for assistance in the first place?" Juelz grabbed a clean cloth, ran it under some warm water, and begin to wash his face from all the dried up batter stuck to his ebony toned skin. "I honestly fail to see how this is my problem even in the slightest." The annoyed Junior ceased the flowing water, grabbed his backpack, and began to leave the Home Economics room.
"Teach Blue over there how to make the perfect cake." Juelz chuckled, "He seems a lot more interested than me, anyways."
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