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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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Something Wicked This Way Comes [Open To All]
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Lets take over the world, together
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Post by Kaitaro of Crimson on Dec 17, 2015 11:34:10 GMT -5
Kai was too busy trying to get the girl up when he felt himself get launched several feet down the hall. He was in a hell of a lot of pain, but he somehow managed to get to his feel, leaning against a row of lockers to support himself. He saw Austin form a blade of, blood? He watched Austin force it into Etsuko, and his mind raced. If he can just make knives from our blood, then how do we stand a chance, Kai thought as he looked down at the crimson flooring. His eyes moved up from the floor to Nyka. Her shoulder was ripped open, probably from the locker. I should've pulled her down with me, He thought. His mind was racing through different senarios, most leading to death, others of him leaving the school while he could. But he knew that there was power in numbers, and they definatly needed the power right now.
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Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
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Post by The Pansa on Dec 17, 2015 13:07:37 GMT -5
notes here. @tagged words: 155 | A split second chance.
Etsuko had just now remembered something as Knuckled charged forward to attack Kaitaro. The lights. The Christmas lights. Etsuko would quickly get them out and shine the blinding lights in Austin's eyes, next, tossing them aside and having a shadow blade form in one hand, then having a fire and lightning blade form in another. With the lightning blade and whatever strength she could muster, her superior spiritual energy would clash with Austin's crimson blade, blocking the attack to an extent, she would then parry the blade aside with the shadow sword and attempt to slip past the berserk student.
Her heart was beating at a scary speed, most listening closely would assume she was having a heart attack. Attempting to keep the piece, Etsuko charged Ira and tackled her to the ground, half on accident. Etsuko could only hope for the best with Kaitaro. Ignorance is bliss |
Christmas Lights: The very second midnight hit on Thanksgiving night, your neighbor put up these Christmas lights. So you tore them down because it was still too early. Once per thread, the user may flash these lights in the eyes of a single target to disorient him or her. Upon successfully disorienting a chosen target, this person sees double for the next round. Name:Tenzai's Will Stat:+5 Str Ability:Once a post per 10 Int, Etsuko may harness the necklace's power to (somehow) create a Katana made of both Fire and Lightning. The sword deals damage equal to 3/4 of Etsuko's total int. The blade dissolves after one use. Description:Tenzai's last possession before his passing. It fills Etsuko with determination. Rumor has it, the wearer can call forth great power bestowed upon the strange jewel. Aku burēdo Tier:1 Descritpion:Etsuko creates a blade which seems to be completely made of a dark mass or shadow. She may strike an opponent with this to deal damage equal to 1/2 of her total int. This blade is around the size of Wakizashi Usage:Once per post for every 5 int. |
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Have you had a goddess shine light upon you?
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Post by Hemera/Nyka Day on Dec 17, 2015 18:28:17 GMT -5
Nyka had been ignored. With a sigh, she shrugged her one good shoulder and leaned against the wall. The throbbing was becoming more pronounced now and her stomach was threatening to empty itself. She took a quick glance at her shoulder and saw that the temporary bandage was slowing becoming saturated with blood. Once more, she observed the scene.
The girl she had tried to talk to had rushed the girl that had spoken of darkness. Kaitaro had been knocked away by Austin. Speaking of which, Austin seemed preoccupied... This could be her chance to think about what to do. Slowly, she dropped to the ground and sat against the wall, keeping Austin in front of her. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, slowly releasing it. She needed to calm her mind if she was going to try and talk with Hemera.
Nyka was sitting on her lounge, her naked body covered by her long ebony hair, chained at every extremity and at her neck. Wasn't this cozy? She wasn't sure why she had black hair here and white on the outside. Not that it mattered right now. Looking to her right, she saw Hemera sitting prim and proper, a look of worry on her face. As soon as she realized that Nyka was there, Hemera turned towards her and immediately said, "What's going on? Why weren't you listening to me?"
"Calm yourself. When you get riled up, I do, too. Right now, we both need to be calm," replied Nyka. Looking at the chains that lead into the darkness, Nyka just sighed. There wasn't really anything she could do without these being taken off.
"Nyka, what is going on?" asked Hemera again, voice more stable. Nyka glanced up and saw Hemera's face lined with determination.
"Basically, there's a guy that's gone on a murdering rampage and he's attacking students at the school," Nyka stated. She left out the fact that Etsuko and Kai had been injured. She needed Hemera calm.
"Okay...so what do we do?"
An eyebrow raised and Nyka turned towards Hemera. Never before had she offered to help Nyka with anything. She had always assumed she had things under control. For her to offer help meant that Hemera could somehow feel how serious this was, no matter how hard Nyka was trying to block her off from everything.
"I don't think we can do anything to stop him, per say. I think we just have to wear him down," Nyka said. "But he has blades of blood. His weapon is his own blood. I'm not sure how we can do anything to get past that."
"Maybe if we have a weapon of our own...." Hemera stated thoughtfully.
"What we really need is for these to come off," Nyka snorted, jingling her chains, the soft clanging sound echoing through the silence. "But you aren't ready yet." A twinge of pain came through and Nyka winced. "I have to go. Stay here, and think. Let me know if you come up with anything."
The next second, Nyka opened her eyes to see a student grasping onto her right shoulder. Growling, she grasped the student's wrist with her good hand and twisted it sharply. A harsh cry came from the student before they slumped to the ground again. A sprained wrist was the least of their worries. She pushed herself back up to a standing position and stared at Kai. She needed to get to him. Nyka braced herself and began a sprint to reach Kai before Austin did again.
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 19, 2015 19:56:56 GMT -5
Etsuko would successfully blind Austin with the lights and then manage parry his blood blade, his grin widening as the girl booked it, his voice booming out as she fleed. "Struggle all you want, bitch.. The outcome remains the same!"His left hand would lift and extend as his palm directed toward Kaitaro. The blood blade would have dissipated as the blood formed into a ball in the palm of his hand and exploded like a shot-gun blast, jagged sharp blood stone would rip through the air toward him at chest level. However his head would have turned to re-track Etsuko as she ran her way toward Ira. He would immediately run for her again. If she managed to tackle into Ira, it wasn't likely she would be there long because Austin aimed a haymaker toward the side of her head intent on punching her off Ira.
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Bloodletting: Blood Burst Tier 1
This ability allows Austin to fire off bursts of blood which harden and group similar to that of a shotgun. Most effective at close range.
- 1/4 Int added to successful ranged attack.
- 1/2 int added if used in melee range.
- 1 use, every 5 Int.
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Post by The Pansa on Dec 19, 2015 20:32:04 GMT -5
notes here. @tagged words: 171 | She stopped dead in her tracks.
Forget Ira, Kai was in trouble, and the one with the white hat probably had her own situation handled anyway.
Etsuko quickly unfolded and threw her large shuriken to Kai, in hope of him using it to block, granted, it made it there before the blood shots. "Here!" she would shout as the shuriken came closer to Kai, hoping to notify him right. On the other hand, she was distracted from Knuckles, who went straight toward her with a Haymaker. She frantically attempted to move her head, but he was leagues ahead of Murasaki in the speed department.
It was a direct hit.
She hit the ground hard, head now bleeding.
It was easy t tell, she was slipping in and out of reality, not really conscious, but not awake either, and surely not ready to defend herself if another attack were to be sent her way. It was up to Cereza and Kai now. Ignorance is bliss |
Gazō no ato Tier:1 Description:Etsuko seems to generate an after image of herself, that follows quickly behind in all of her own movements. When she strikes the opponent, the after image of her simultaneously attacks as well, adding +5 strength to Etsuko's attack. |
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Post by Kaitaro of Crimson on Dec 21, 2015 11:04:44 GMT -5
Kai didn't have much time to move. Everything happened to fast. Nyka running towards him, Etsuko threw a shuriken near him, and Austin was gettign ready for another attack directed toward him. He moved enough so he wasn't hit in the chest, but he couldn't say the same for him right arm. He felt the jagged edges of the solidified blood as a few shards pierced his skin. The only thing he could compare it to was being shot, but a gun uses clean, smooth, metallic bullets. The shards hit his bone and a larger pain shot through his arm into his shoulder. The bone probably fractured or possibly broke. If it was, he was going to have a hell of a time fighting without his dominant arm.
Before Kai could think, Austin had reached Etsuko and bashed her in the head, and she fell to the floor with her head bleeding. This fight was going downhill fast. He let his mind fall back, and his body go into overdrive. Without thought, he sprinted over to Austin and tried to tackle him. If he would succeed, he would then proceed by whailing on his face over and over and over again.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Dec 23, 2015 20:09:46 GMT -5
 { "Knuckles", Ira Defaire} 'Anger is blood, poured and perplexed into froth; but malice is the wisdom of our wrath.'
- William Davenant
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-- Chaos and discord seemed to be what the menu was serving today. A nice strong healthy portion of it too. Heroes and villain's alike. However then there was more of the slightly passive ones like Cereza. The onlookers. The watcher. The overseer. She was there with zero intention of intruding on his tantrum rampage. It had been a little bit between their encounter at his gang's nightclub and now. Shit happened. Shit that would change a man, change anyone. The amount of pain he must've been feeling no one else could probably understand. But what type of pain was it? Whatever it was it had to have been coupled with heavy embarrassment. Him. Austin 'Knuckles' Huntsman. The Blood Dragon. Assaulted brutally. His eye stripped from him. There was a lot of pride at stake and men and their pride is a whole other ball game.
-- Cereza's eyes shifted only a little to see as Austin pushed the girl named Ira out the way and indeed sent the other girl soaring down the hallway. Damn shame. As moved herself off the locker turning to walk in the direction he went she noticed movement from her peripheral vision from Ira. Though Cereza still decided to turn her back and walk her senses were wide open. Things like these was what Orion trained her for so very often. There was always someone willing to strike you from the back and one had to be aware of the surroundings enough to detect. It took time to learn the details. Cereza paid attention to how the foot falls were getting closer, the tremor on the ground that was naturally created deepening. There was a faint crackling noise reminiscent of electricity that sounded. Annoying. Everything was processing to the brunette that Ira was charging at her and she had a few ideas why.
~Foolish.~
-- Cereza didn't need to see what kind of blow Ira was throwing. Ninety- five percent of the time it was a textbook haymaker or some kind of punch. It was rare anyone ran up to someone and attempted a kick unless they jumped. Cereza wasn't worried for she knew if she was correct all she needed to do was step inside of the girl. Haymaker's were wide big attacks. Ones that should never be used lightly it was why she herself didn't unless the timing was right. They left the user far too open for there was no altering in that instance. Cereza wasn't fond of that. Too vulnerable.
-- As Ira drew closer throwing her strike, Cereza's last forward step would be what she used to swiftly without hesitation or notice twist to the right with a harsh elbow shooting straight back to meet the girl square in the nose. This would've brought her inside the wild haymaker and halting it's odd coarse. Cereza would notice her arm was in that haymaker like positioning which honestly she wouldn't began to understand why. Cereza was like 5'11" the girl was five nothing, attempting to swing for her head would've meant she was terribly over reaching. She would be sure that the strike broke the girls nose. No matter what the bone there was weak, hell it was cartilage. It would only be her own fault since she ran up on her. It wasn't about speed but timing and precision. Ira being in motion and Cereza's small quick action was essentially having the girl run into the elbow herself. Even Cereza would've had to eat something like that if she made a foolish attempt. One couldn't suddenly alter direction especially not at the last minute like Cereza had waited. Grey hues would simply stare down at the smaller girl turning herself fully around had it gone as such.
"One guess, you think you're gonna get a rise from him and he's gonna come to my 'rescue'? You're an idiot. You wanna push his buttons? You wanna court death? Find another patsy."
-- Unless Ira had another reason to attack Cereza in this situation, she wasn't dumb on figuring it out. She could've done the same since he didn't harm Ira either but why would Cereza bother or even waste her time? There was no benefit to her. There was nothing but a strong sense of 'back off' in Cereza's tone. All the while madness continued with the others to which the hooded brunette barely paid attention to for she was a little annoyed at the foolish one before her. - to whom she motioned with her thumb behind her to the mess.
"Wanna really show your moxie, jump into that."
Ooc: It was never stated which arm the haymaker was thrown with so as much if you state so then consider Cer's turn and elbow to be the opposite.. |
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 23, 2015 21:03:05 GMT -5
Laughing slightly, Ira's grin only widened as she spun around the moment Cereza's elbow came spiraling in. Her haymaker was to the side Cereza's head--her temples. Twisting her body as she thrown the haymaker, Cereza's elbow would end up rushing through the right side of her head. Ira's eyes widened. That was close, she decided, a small beam forming on her face. Her body twist around once more, as her grin widened along with her eyes. She scanned the female; her body, her face and her clothes, as she felt a small pool of anger forming within her. Her face, however, remained blank and monotonous, as she blandly stared at the female. "I've heard of you." She said bluntly, as she pointed her index finger at Cereza's ribcage quickly, while an arc of brilliant light formed swiftly under her wrist. The arc would embed itself into Cereza's left ribcage if it landed. Ira's eyes would glow an icy blue, as she stared at Cereza. Considering the closeness of the two, Ira wasn't about to take any chances. Allows the user to make a crossbow-like weapon made of pure light under their wrist. This weapon can shoot bolts made of pure light-based QI energy. These bolts deal damage and travel at the user's total INT. 20 INT per use.
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