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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.
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Post by Aderyn Gladys on Dec 15, 2015 7:29:32 GMT -5
paranoia is in bloom
endless red tape to keep the truth confined
In and out. She had to push herself. Today was one of the days that she decided to actually do something. These days, she was trying to get herself more in shape. That meant building muscle and moving more, but not really getting thin per say. She actually had a natural weight balance which she was very thankful for. The problem was, that it made her look scrawny, so that wasn't a really good thing. Generally, she'd be more along the lines of a book or tactical club or something. Not that she hadn't looked, but in hindsight, signing up for the track team wasn't really her ideal either. In fact, she wasn't even a regular on the team. She was just one of those people that was part of the club, but didn't actually have potential. So she kept telling herself, in order to avoid false expectations. She didn't have friends either, so wearing her shirt and spats, she ran like a lone wolf. Of course, she had signed up for the marathon segment, preferring to deal with nature or something. The cold december air made most of it seem crazy, but to be fair she always easily got way too warm. But the red head was dashing through the area of the school, trying her best to incorperate some of the parkour she heard about into her running. Sure, she had to take it pretty slow - she wasn't no pro, so that meant she got exhausted real quick - but she was making decent time in her opinion. Well that was before she wasn't paying attention and crashed into someone rounding the corner. ''Oi! What the bloody fuck! Watch where you're fucking going, asswipe!'' she snapped out, her voice having a light irish tilt to it. Of course, it was this fiery attitude that often got her into trouble with others. She often did reacted first when it came to herself, and often times she couldn't find it in herself to regret it. Just like this very moment, actually. Whoever she had bumped into might react badly, but to Aderyn, that'd just mean another beating for another day of her stupid miserable life at 552. Man, how she hated the place, the girl's attention returning to the real world, the scowl still on her face. ''Well? Are you gonna move or what?'' she said, her face showing how impatient she really was. [/b] Colton Cavalier "Leo" • Words; 0405 • Notes; yup, I told you I'd make a bunch of topics, so here you go. [/div][/ul][/div][/div][/div][/div] |
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Post by Colton Cavalier "Leo" on Dec 16, 2015 16:51:55 GMT -5
 | When nothing goes right.. I'll go left |
Leo made his way through the hallways of 552, his slender hands burrowed deep into the bowels of his pockets. His black boots ticked against the tile floor, echoing throughout the small area he was traversing. He was dressed in his normal attire; Blue jeans that snuggled up against his legs, his signature black fur-collared coat overlapping a typical white t-shirt. A metal chain looped around the belt he had fastened to his waist slapped against his thigh with every other step.
He stayed late today, just like any other day, to avoid walking home with the mass crowd of students when they normally left. Crowds weren’t particularly his thing, and he tried to avoid them at all costs. Hell, he even skipped lunch time, preferring to spend it outside of the school itself. Anxiety was the bane of his existence.
As he rounded a corner, a splotch of orange flashed over his line of sight. He was struck with such a force that it nearly knocked him off of his feet. “Oof!” The redhead grunted, shaking his head in order to regain a grasp on reality. It wasn’t long before a nagging voice pierced his ears, carried over with a tint of Irish. “Sorry..”
Leo’s amber globes fell upon the person he had just bumped into. She was fairly short, compared to Leo himself. She sported fiery orange, almost red locks that cascaded around her shoulders. She spat towards him, a grimace not being the only indication of her vexed demeanor. “Well? Are you gonna move or what?”It took him a few seconds to realize that he had just been standing there, staring right past her shoulders like some mindless robot. He turned his attention back to her, and took a small step to her right side. “Yep.. Sorry.” It was weird to him that this had been his first time seeing her. With hair like that, it was kind of hard NOT to notice her. Did she just hide all day like he did? Did she avoid the mass of students, too? [googlefont="VT323"][googlefont="Oswald"] |
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Post by Aderyn Gladys on Dec 24, 2015 17:46:48 GMT -5
paranoia is in bloom
endless red tape to keep the truth confined
Man, she told herself not to. But still. The girl let out a long suffering sigh. ''Fucking, you look like a lost puppy I swear. Whatever, I'm sorry for shouting shit at you.'' she said, scuffling her feet. Well, she'd seen the kid before - there wasn't much that Aderyn hadn't seen, as she often was on the sidelines of everything. She had learned how to keep herself hidden mostly - but bullies still had an eye for her, and she knew it. The girl just wondered for a moment if she should do it, but she had already decided to, as she let out a sigh. ''Well come on, I gotta make it up to you right?'' she said, tilting her head to the side, shifting her body. It looked like she was ready to take a punch, of all things. In her mind, being rude like that meant she was talking shit and if you talk shit, you get hit. Simple as that in a world where only the physically strong dominated, and her knowing her way around a book or a hundred didn't matter. It didn't matter that her whole thought process was fine tuned to helping with strategies then deal with the scraps of the daily grind. She was someone with a grand vision, and she knew that vision didn't translate to body ability. She didn't care in the end, as she always got up on her feet, and moved on - she kept going despite what others said about her, or did to her. Her stubbornness was a gift. So she waited for the male to complete the cycle she had come to expect from the world and it's people. [/b] Colton Cavalier "Leo" • Words; 0285 • Notes; bit short, sorry, it'll pick up tho. [/div][/ul][/div][/div][/div][/div] |
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