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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.
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Post by Luca Walker on Nov 27, 2015 23:18:00 GMT -5
[OoC: All participants get +1 Exp simply for joining this thread. Higher rewards are possible based on participation during the assembly. This won't be something big - it's just here to introduce the guy it's named after.] During second period, all students in every class would be brought to the auditorium for one large assembly. As they would pour in, they would see a man unknown to them at a podium, with five seats behind him in an arc. The outside four were designated for the Pillars in any order, while the center seat was there for the head of the Apostles - a man or woman who has yet to be decided upon. Luca, the man at the podium, stood quietly, with a watchful eye on all of the students as they entered. He scanned their faces, and there was not one he didn't read the file of thus far.
The moment all of the students who were on campus were within the auditorium, its doors would be shut and the teachers and Regulators would try to quell the commotion.
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Post by Alex Dragon on Nov 27, 2015 23:42:13 GMT -5
I was know for being a rebel at school. Teachers always ask what happened to the nice guy they used to know at the beginning of the school year. I tell them that it got devoured by the darkness in my heart, darkness I need. That is why some teachers here fear me while some are at their edge, always close to the phone so they could call the regulators if I disturbed the class in any way. So that is why I usually hang out in the hallway when school starts.
Today though, was different. There was another assembly taking place in the auditorium. The hallways where filling with students trying to get there, it was as if a tsunami was traveling around the halls, taking everything in its current. I got trapped in the mess and swept to the auditorium. There was no going back, so I just took a seat in this mess.
It looked like the assembly from last time, except instead of Mr. Yamato being in the podium, it was some other dude.
"WHATS THE MEANING OF THIS MEETING SIR!!"
I yelled at the man in the podium. I was in a bad mood already and if the guy on stage didn't respond, I would blow a fuse.
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Post by Miyamoto Kenji on Nov 27, 2015 23:44:52 GMT -5
Kenji found his second period class plan changed. Instead of more studying, they were to attend an assembly in the auditorium, although the reasons for it hadn't reached his ears yet. As per usual, his curiosity was running at moderate levels, ready to pique should something of interest occur or falter if no such thing happened.
His class was one of the first to arrive, and as such got some of the seats near and at the front. Kenji himself sat comfortably at the fore for no other reason than happening to choose that spot. The man ahead looked young, but judging from his face, posture, and aura, the ronin surmised that he was closer to half a decade his senior. He wondered to himself what role this man would play at 552, and if he would be any match for the big hitters that had formed since Kenji's preoccupation over the last few months. That chair labeled for the Apostles head, which he'd only recently heard anything about, also drew his attention...
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Post by Deleted on Nov 27, 2015 23:46:34 GMT -5
Oh Oh my,
My my, this is interesting. Tsubaki had began to think as the auditorium doors were shut.
It had been a little while, no, far too long since she had heard about the apostles. She had volunteered a while back to become part of the apostle organization, and hoped results would soon come in. "Who could that be I wonder?" The sophomore would look carefully at the Podium Man. This was far from the first time an unknown face had been in cahoots with the apostles group.
This aside, Tsubaki was far more determined to see what this newcomer would do, now that the attention of the student body had been captured as intended. | NOTES TAGS |
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Post by Felix Booker on Nov 27, 2015 23:54:18 GMT -5
Felix kicked down the auditorium doors off their hinges, a boom box on his shoulder blaring music louder than the usual roar of commotion from the crowd of students. The sound garnered the attention of most of the students as Felix strolled in with a posse of LG members, walking down the rows of seats. He had a fresh pair of J's on his feet to attract the attention of all the haters, shutter shades to block out the haters, and an unzipped black Adidas track jacket to keep him cool from all the heat he was bringing in. And if anyone cared enough to look they'd see him rocking a crispy fresh T-Shirt. Felix and his gang made their way to the front row of seats, him and his posse taking up the entire section. One of them had been toting around a cooler, where he pulled out an assortment of drinks, namely Dr.Pepper. He tossed Felix one with a, "Heads up!" As the can sailed through the air Felix didn't even notice as it smacked him painfully on the temple, his shutter shades diminishing his vision greatly. Fighting off the urge to rub off his quickly bruising temple, he pretended to not feel the hit. Holding out his hand for another can, as the other was dented and would probably splash everywhere. Equipped with his swaggy clothes, and a cold refreshment Felix was ready for the assembly, his music still blaring loudly as the song changed.
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Post by Amaterasu Tanako on Nov 28, 2015 0:04:24 GMT -5
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Terako sighed, slumping into her seat as the rest of her classmates squabbled over a seat, perfectly content to be closer to the back. It gave her a chance to examine this new face of power without drawing attention to herself (at least so went the theory). At least one of the faces up on stage were known to her, though only as a face and a name, it wasn't someone she'd met. She had at least had the Pillars explained to her, so she knew that's who sat in the four taken seats. Of course, she had no respect for them at the moment, but could fake it, something her now deceased father had taught her. Running a hand through her hair, she straightened slightly to glance around, looking for familiar faces in the crowd, and then sank back with a grimace as she didn't notice any of them. |
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Post by Tobias Ross on Nov 28, 2015 0:17:47 GMT -5
Leaning on his cane as he moved slowly into the auditorium, Tobias leaned against a wall and just waited around to watch the festivities. This was going to be an interesting event that was worth getting out of class for. Music blaring, people screaming at each other or at the person at the podium, and even threats were flying around. He was tired this early in the day and was having a hard time staying awake. If there was nothing interesting happening, he could get some sleep. Was this about that Apostate or Apostle thing? He had heard about such a thing and was interested in it, though he would need more information on it.
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Nov 28, 2015 0:20:08 GMT -5
Walking into the auditorium dressed in his usual clothing, considering the doors had been kicked down and hanging off their hinges, as opposed to the last time an assembly was called, where he had to wear the uniform proper, though he was curious as to what this assembly was for, considering his second period class, which was Chemistry, had been cancelled, Kazuya would keep to himself for the most part... unlike other people, namely, not to his surprise, the black-haired guy he had fought when Kaiser had appeared. Taking a seat with his class in the fifth row of seats, his arms casually folded across his chest, Kazuya would glance at the man standing at the podium in mild curiosity, as he waited to see what would happen.
More than likely, Regulators would escort the black-haired Titan from the auditorium... or throw him out. Kazuya didn't even know the Titans were still around, the last he heard, the Lightning Gang had tried to disassemble them. Emphasis on tried.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Nov 28, 2015 0:35:18 GMT -5
Ira was confused.
Hence, she had decided that it was, indeed a day to be herself. It was a day to express who she truly was, and she shall be relentlessly honest, despite what anyone might want to say, or hear. She wasn't going to submit to social norms today, and she'll display her true, inner self for the world to see.
She went into a fetal position in the auditorium and begin sobbing loudly.
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Post by Luca Walker on Nov 28, 2015 0:44:13 GMT -5
With a snap of his fingers, two regulators would approach Felix and Alex. The man who approached Alex would place a hand on his shoulder and force him into his seat. If he resisted, the boy would receive a firm right cross to his left cheek to get him to settle down. As for Felix, his boombox would be confiscated and broken before he reached his seat, and his cooler would be taken as well. Him and all of his crew would be forced to sit, with one regulator watching every two students with a firm hand. Aside from the two of them, a regulator approached Ira as well and attempted to quiet her calmly.
"Alex Dragon of the Titans, and Felix Booker of the Lightning Gang. The two of you will remain silent for the remainder of the assembly, or be used as an example to the rest of the student body for what happens to problem students. Am I understood?"
He didn't wait for an answer, and neither did the regulators. They all pulled tasers from their pockets and showed they did, in fact, work. After that display, Luca pulled a number of files from a drawer on the podium and laid them out in front of himself. There were many things that needed to be addressed, today, the number large due to Gregoire's incompetence. Luca cursed internally, but gave no indications of his thoughts on the current situation.
"Algol, Alioth. Booker, Felix. Casanova, Emily. Defaire, Ira. Dragon, Alex. Fury, Areon. Kelly, Wendigo. McCaine, Xaier. Mitsuzoe, Tsubaki. Miyamoto, Kenji. Morei, Valo. Report to the stage."
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Post by Miyamoto Kenji on Nov 28, 2015 0:49:48 GMT -5
Now this was even more unexpected than a near-random assembly: Kenji was being called to the stage. Given that he hadn't been mentioned in the same breath as the words 'example to the rest of the student body,' much as Alex and Felix were, he assumed that he wasn't under any suspicion or about to receive flak, although he could always be wrong. Incidentally, he recognized Valo's name in that lineup. He hadn't had a chance to reconnect with the vigilante since his return to 'normal' activity, but had heard quite a few things about his peer's activities. Now wasn't the time to wonder these things, however, as he had been politely and respectfully asked to come forward.
And so Kenji rose from his seat, ascending the stage as requested.
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Post by Felix Booker on Nov 28, 2015 1:00:59 GMT -5
Felix watched in horror as he was restrained, watching as his boombox was broken right in front of him. He wanted to scream, his eyes tearing up as he looked at the shattered pieces of his boombox. "That's a mint condition box man . . . they don't even make those anymore." Felix was in too much shock to resist as he was forced into a seat. He shot quick glances to either side of him as regulators flashed their tasers. He inwardly fumed, shooting a cool stare at the man front and center of the auditorium.
Felix considered ripping his shirt from his body, and charging the asshat, but decided against it. Instead deciding to stay calm, offering a warm grin in the mans direction, waving as he chuckled softly at his words. 'Example . . . yeah I'll be a great example of what happens when you underestimate someone.' He stood up as him and a few others were called to the stage.
Jumping confidently up to the stage, giving a teasing smile to the Student Dean, deciding to play along. He fought the urge to speak up, he wanted to know what the assembly was about before he did something rash. Plus if something went down, he was confident he could handle all the regulators single handedly. Turning to the student body he made it a point to be disrespectful as possible, picking his nose and stealthily wiping the booger off on the podium.
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Post by LORE on Nov 28, 2015 1:02:22 GMT -5
This school was worst than a soap opera that aired on Lifetime— simply because— everyday there was something dramatic going on. If it wasn't the Pillars being challenged, then it was something else that completely needed the undivided attention of the school body, and at this point, Hiromasa was growing weary of it. Donned in his casual attire that consisted of a black long-sleeve button-up, white pants, and black shoes; the Japanese Senior would be found in the hallways with a book in his hand; normally it would be literature from Edgar Allen Poe— this time it was by Lemony Snicket.
The book was titled "A Series of Unfortunate Events," and much like the book that he possessed; a series of unfortunate events continued to rain on 552 without hesitation.
Nonetheless, strolling and weaving his way through the sea of bodies that roamed the halls; Hiromasa would find himself in the auditorium; those emerald hues taking note of the individual standing before all. "This ought to be good," a seat would be taken in the first row right at the center where he could look up at the individual with the least bit of effort.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2015 1:03:08 GMT -5
Oh Oh my,
Some names were called. Shortly after, the corresponding individuals would begin to raise. Tsubaki, raising blankly and entering the stage along with the others, couldn't tell if she and the other students called were being rewarded, recruited, or punished.
In the end though, did it even matter? "The game has been set, the school and it's entirety, my pawn, and I am the rules." Tsubaki smiled as she restated the inevitable tenet. She was just getting started, and the light at the end of this tunnel was far off, but more than anything, it was clear.
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Post by Colton Cavalier "Leo" on Nov 28, 2015 1:13:21 GMT -5
When nothing goes right… I’ll go left. Leo pressed his palms against the large doors, pushing them inwards. He placed his hands high up on the door, knowing full well that the small metal platings that were meant to be touched contained the most bacteria. There was an assembly being held during second period, calling all of the students in. When Leo entered, he noticed that there were already a bunch of (Presumably) students there. A lot of faces he didn’t know, and didn’t want to know either. The red-head sauntered his way over to the back of the auditorium, taking a seat on one of the many chairs spread about. He wanted to steer clear of everyone in there. Hell, just being in there made his skin crawl.
He placed his elbows on his knees, clasping his hands together to cover his mouth as he quietly waited for the assembly to start.
(OOC note: This is probably going to be my only post in this event.)
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