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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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Hell O New World! (Cardes' introduction, OPEN)
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2015 21:12:36 GMT -5
It was a new day, birds were chirping, the sun was shining, it was beautiful outside. And kids like Cardes, they should be burning in hell. The little gangster child was outside in the courtyard of his house, which doubled as a headquarters for the Reviora Mafia. Wearing one of his best outfits for school (even though it made him look like some hipster) his Cardes was on the ground, playing around with peaches from a tree. The game was that Cardes was throwing knives up at the trees and can see how many peaches he could strike down with a single knife. So far his record was three peaches with one knife, but he was pretty bored altogether. Everything was so still and he was so sleepy staring at the sun. He was about to doze off when a man, who was one of the gang members came and yelled for him to wake him up, also to notify that he would be late for high school. His eyes snapped open and he bolted to the door, where his grandfather was waiting for him with a picnic Basket for school. He grabbed the basket and took a peek of the contents, then grabbed a bunch of weapons in it and plopped them on the ground "Grandpa, i can't bring weapons to school, they have metal detectors! Besides, i don't wanna scare people off just yet! i wanna try and make a friend too! And who knows, maybe i can find some people like me!" he smiled drowsily, before getting into an armored car to be driven to the school. When he got to the school building, he waved goodbye and walked into the building and looked around. There were fights everywhere, and regulators running, but everything seemed to have an orderly chaos to it. it was perfect! there was so much to do and so much that could be accomplished. "now where's that front office… gotta get my schedule" he yawned to himself, wishing he had brought his tommy gun and thinking about all the discord that could be caused. |
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Post by Marthin on Nov 28, 2015 14:10:37 GMT -5
"Alas! The entrance to PHS! What adventures await behind the gates to a commoner's educational world?" Marthin ran his fingers through his golden hair with flourish as he pushed the door open. What he didn't expect was the utter chaos that lied in his field of vision. To Marthin, it was both terrifying and amusing. He took a deep breath, and continued his way through the strange halls of PHS. Faces blurred past him, unfamiliar faces and attire. What he did notice, was that the school was made up of people from all over. "Astonishing..." He looked around--much to no attention to where he was walking--and bumped into blonde boy. "Oh! Pardon me, sir." His accent was pretty obvious, making the word "sir" sound like "suh." He smiled lightly, so that his friendly nature was made clear.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2015 16:47:55 GMT -5
Cardes was smiling, yet was about to zone off when something bumped into him, sending him stumbling about two steps forward. He was slightly ticked off, but he was awake now, so he wasn't too mad about it. Turning around to see where and who collided into him, he clutched his picnic basket, and gave the taller boy a bright smile. 'smile and make a good impression' he thought to himself, half wondering how many cuts it would take to slice him up a person, but his main (non sleepy) focus was on the stranger in front of him. Sidestepping a flying student, he walked back to the student with his smile and a bright sunny grin in his eyes.
"it's no problem! Accidents happen all the time! I'm Cardes, it's nice to meet you! Are you new here too sir?" he replied, giving a small tilt to his head and leaned his body to the left.
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Post by Marthin on Nov 28, 2015 18:04:18 GMT -5
Seeing that the boy, Cardes, was a friendly young fellow, Marthin felt relieved. It was a real joy to know that he didn't tarnish his first day by uspetting someone; especially someone he didn't know. He observed the young boy, noticing that he was considerably shorter than Marthin himself. His attire was rather nice as well. He held his hand out invitingly.
"Cardes, It's a real pleasure to meet you as well. And yes, I am a new student. My name is Marthin, Marthin Vanderbilt." He had a cheerful attitude, and bowed a little while his hand was extended.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2015 22:25:46 GMT -5
Cards smiled on the outside and grinned internally. So it was true. Smiles do help with meeting people. He took a good long look at the stranger, who had just introduced himself as Marthin, and decided that he should try and become friends with the foreign newcomer. After listening to the greeting and the rest of the introduction, Cardes straightened up and shook Marthin's hand. Firm and pincer like, almost borderline crushing, but Cardes restrained himself from using his full force, and his drowsiness helped as a natural restraint on his full strength. Straightening up and gripping his picnic basket, Cardes continued to smile and give off a cheerful demeanor. 'maybe five well placed shots to blow him to bits? but i guess i can't kill someone on the first day. i don't even have my gun, and shooting someone just after you met them is rude!' he thought to himself
"It's nice to meetcha Marthin! I'm new here myself, just got here and its my first day, and I'm trying to find the front office to get myself my schedule. I guess we newbies have to stick together! Are you from New York? you don't seem to have a New York Accent, or an american one really. Are you from another country, in Europe?" he asked sleepily, using his powers of deduction.
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Post by Marthin on Nov 30, 2015 2:33:04 GMT -5
When the young boy shook Marthin's hand, he noticed that the boy's grip was quite firm. He was used to it though, as he has had many firm handshakes in the past. When he heard that Cardes was a new student as well, he felt somewhat relieved. "(So this young lad is a new fellow as well? I feel a little less pressured now.)" Marthin thought to himself. When the boy asked where he was from, Marthin smiled.
"Why, I am from England." Marthin chuckled, recalling that Cardes noted that his accent was not comparable to that of a New Yorker's. He didn't dwell on the thought, but found it amusing. "I traveled here all the way from my homeland in order to live the life of a commoner!" Marthin held his fist up, turning his gaze upward as well. His pose was rather dramatic, but overall, it suited his seemingly carefree character.
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Post by Hemera/Nyka Day on Nov 30, 2015 16:16:47 GMT -5
It was between classes and the hallway was crowded. People pushed past one another, trying to grab a snack or use the bathroom before the next class period started. Luckily, Hemera had stashed some lollipops in the pocket of her jacket. Today's ensemble included a pair of well-worn, black skinny jeans, a purple halter top, and black knee high boots. Unwrapping a sucker, she popped the candy in her mouth and relished the flavor that hit her tongue. The sugary sweets were one thing that Nyka and her agreed on.
It wasn't much longer she had been walking when she noticed two faces she didn't recognize. Two blondes, at that. They seemed to be in conversation. 'Why not introduce yourself to those two?' Nyka suggested. She was always trying to get intel on other members of the school in case she had to fight them at some point. Sighing, Hemera approached the two, black heels clacking loudly on the floors. She pushed two people out of the way and came up to the two males. "I don't recognize your faces here. Could you, perhaps, be new here?" While waiting for their answer, she removed the sucker with her left hand, right hand planting on her hip. "My name is Hemera. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." She smiled and waited for a response.
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Post by Marthin on Dec 6, 2015 2:46:27 GMT -5
Marthin's gaze turned away from Cardes and towards a young woman--a pretty one at that! He examined what she was wearing. "(Hm, that particular wear is new to me..)" Marthin thought to himself. He smiled, followed by a returned introduction. "Pleasure to meet you, fair lady! My name is Marthin Vanderbilt. May I say you are the loveliest sight I have seen in New York?" His facial expression was relaxed, warm, and inviting. I leaned towards Hemera, extending his hand. However, it didn't seem as though he wanted a handshake, but it was clear enough for Hemera to know he wanted her hand with a polite manner.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 7, 2015 21:55:21 GMT -5
Cards was even more intrigued, seeing that his hunch on Marthin's origins were correct as well. Grinning, he waited for Marthin to finish up with his response, and he was about to ask why in the heck he wanted to live as a commoner when a new person entered the fray. A girl. 'this just got way more interesting..' he grinned internally, and adjusted his picnic basket to his side. Staring at the new girl with a big smile, he gave a small wave with his hand, and trying to give off a friendly aura. On the inside though he was just thinking about how fun it would be to see the school bound into chaos, and everyone inside of it suffering.
"it's nice to meet you miss Hemera! My Name is Cardes, Cardes Reviora, and yes, i am new here!" he exclaimed giddily
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