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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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Don't Steal From Me [Openish]
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Feb 1, 2015 23:35:40 GMT -5
- Valo's eyes widened as he heard gunfire, and instinctively backed away from the wall and hid behind a desk under the assumption he was being shot at. But when it quieted down, he saw no marks on the walls or anything.
He didn't...
- When the man came out to investigate, Valo would stay hidden, allowing him to pass while searching for him. From there, Valo would quietly move towards the door where the hostages were, taking a peek inside. What he saw shocked him. Their bodies on the ground. This bastard murdered them.
- In anger, he turned around from the door and drew an arrow from his quiver, aiming the bow at the man from behind.
"You bastard... How could you do that to them..."
- If the man so much as moved, Valo would fire an arrow right at him. Whether successful or not, if he aimed his gun at Valo, the boy would rush forward and swing his bow at the guy's gun hand, attempting to swat the gun out of his hand before bringing the bow back around to the guy's head.
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Post by Yannick Haas on Feb 1, 2015 23:41:44 GMT -5
Yannick had moved away from the door, so he hadn't noticed the vigilante moving behind him in the dark. When he spoke up, however, Yannick laughed. Turning around to address him, he began to make a pointed, snarky remark.
"How? Well, much like - FUCKER!"
Yannick stumbled back with an arrow sticking out of his shoulder. It hurt like hell, but it wasn't debilitating. When the vigilante moved to strike, Yannick swatted the bow away and headbutted the guy with about as much force as he could muster. If that connected, he would rip the arrow from his shoulder and charge, planting it into the bastard's stomach. His good shoulder would ram into the vigilante, shoving him into the office toward the desk near the window.
"As I was saying before you interrupted me, you asshole, was like this."
Pulling up his pistol, Yannick would fire at the vigilante's torso.
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Feb 1, 2015 23:51:19 GMT -5
- Valo was dazed as the man headbutt him, and it hurt like hell. He stumbled backwards, unable to react before the man charged him, and Valo felt a sharp pain in his stomach before he was sent flying backwards over a desk. Groaning in pain, Valo looked down at his stomach and saw his own arrow sticking out, and he had no time to pull it out as he saw the man aiming a gun at him.
Shit...
- Gripping his bow, Valo would attempt to run, but was hit with a bullet in his upper torso. The impact of the shot sent him through the window behind him, and he began to fall towards the ground from 20 stories in the air.
- Trying to stay conscious, he would quickly pull out one of his arrows. This one was unique in that it had a zipline connected to the arrow that would allow him to grappel onto something. He aimed his bow upwards towards the building, unable to aim a clear shot... and fired. The arrow would strike the building, stopping his downward descent near the ground but would cause him to swing into the side of the building, slamming into the wall before he fell to the ground.
- Valo grunted in pain as he attempted to recover from his wounds, leaning up against the wall as he bled. He was in an alleyway, and his assailant for certain believed that he killed him. Doing his best not to scream, and trying to remain conscious, he pulled out his phone, hitting the speed dial randomly, attempting to call someone for help.
"Hey Valo, what's up?" It was Sarah. "S-Sarah..." He tried to speak before falling unconscious.
"Valo? Valo! What's wrong?"
- She'd later trace the call to the alleyway, finding him and taking him home to treat his wounds.
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Post by Yannick Haas on Feb 2, 2015 0:01:04 GMT -5
When the man fell out of the window, Yannick sighed. He threw the pistol on the ground next to one of his unconscious guards, and he pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Lighting a smoke, the man walked over to the elevator and went straight to the security room. When he arrived, no one was present, because he'd paid them to skip work today. While there, he took all of the security footage from the day, and pulled out a small ziploc bag from inside his jacket. Opening it, he poured out a little hair from one of his guards, leaving only his DNA in the area. And then, he got the hell out of dodge.
With none of his men being directly employed by him, instead receiving their pay from multiple offshore accounts set up through multiple proxies, so he could never be traced. Instead, the murders upstairs would look like the work of the men unconscious upstairs, and the security footage would be burned and replaced with footage from the day before, with no one being present in the office.
The vigilante was assumed dead, another "unfortunate" casualty in the day's happenings but that was of no consequence. Yannick had done what he'd come to do, and he was going to do no time for it. He'd played his cards just right. And now he was headed home.
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