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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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World Lines [ Alioth / Alternate Universe ]
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 15, 2015 10:30:40 GMT -5
Pacing around intimidating in her lab, it's actually the school's Ira frowned wisely at the innocent, scarlet clock, ticking away softly on the apple-green wall. Chewing on her lips nervously, she studied her hastily scribbled poster once more, declaring -with caps, no less-: "WANT A CLUB ACTIVITY? BORED WITH YOUR LIFE? DON'T WANT A CLUB ACTIVITY AND NOT BORED WITH YOUR LIFE? ONE WAY OR ANOTHER, APPROACH THE SCHOOL'S LAB FOR THE 'FUTURE SCIENTIST CLUBBO' MEETING!" Pouting moodily at the corner, she eyed the clock, expecting no one to show up and for a teacher to approach her and whack her silly for utilizing her it's actually the school's science lab for her own personal gain.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 15, 2015 15:30:04 GMT -5
Alioth walked down the halls of the school with an empty, blank look on her face. She had just failed one of her final exams that she had just took, and all she wanted to do was cry. That crushing feeling when you get your grade back to realize you had done everything wrong, especially when you invested so many hours into studying and preparing for the final test. He paper clutched in her hand, Alioth walked aimlessly throughout corridor after corridor of the school, feeling like nothing else mattered. Going into a random room, which just happened to be the science lab, The girl just started to break out in tears. The sheer frustration of failing took her over, and she just collapsed on the ground near a corner and broke down. The despair she felt was soul crushing and it just caused her to snap and break. Ira Defaire |
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 17, 2015 10:28:01 GMT -5
Ira's head snapped up warily, fearful that the presence of a teacher would invade the room and hack her soul into pieces any moment. Peeking slightly out of the table she was huddled under, she caught a sight of a mere girl, collapsing in a heap on the floor. Staring at the crushed paper in her hands, Ira's mind whirled into calculating her possibilities.
The girl was either here to a) murder her with that piece of paper, b) slap her with that piece of paper, c) throw her off the window with that piece of paper, or d) step on her with that piece of paper.
As the possibilities resumed their shameless twirls of playful horrors in Ira's hand, she slowly stood up and carefully approached the girl. She felt a slight twinge of guilt when she caught the tears streaming down the girl's face furiously, and her left eye twitched nervously.
Aha.
The girl must be here to join the club!
The possibility was so frivolous and minute that Ira hadn't considered it for even a mere second; her hopes were crushed by the weight of time hours ago, while she sulked moodily in the lab, hoping and hoping futilely for anyone to show up.Abandoning all carefulness, she rushed up to the girl and grabbed the female's hands, delighted that she was about to make a new slave friend. Throwing her arms around the girl, she grinned and shook the girl's hands vigorously.
"Welcome, welcome! You are here to join the club, right?" She asked eagerly, her face alighted with sheer euphoria; oblivious to Alioth's plight.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2015 21:33:43 GMT -5
Alioth was so caught up in her little pit of self pity and despair that she was taken completely by surprise when she was pulled into a handshake, causing all of her thoughts to come to a complete halt as she tried to comprehend what she was doing. Confused and still worried, Alioth wiped the tears off her face, looking right at the girl, showing her big blue eyes, tears still on them. Her hand was still clutched tightly on the paper, however she wondered about what club was being talked about. Wanting to just run away from her problems for a long time, she saw no reason to demolish the energetic girl in front of her's hopes and dreams, Alioth gave a weak smile.
"S-Sure! why not?!" she said, trying to sound as excited as the stranger was to not kill the mood, but she began to break down once more, only this time she was smiling while crying, trying to stay happy and cheerful through the tears, like she was broken.her grip on the paper became tighter, as well as her handshake with the girl, becoming like a vice grip almost. "Yeah…it'll be f-fun! i'm sorry…." she sniffled shyly, the tears pouring downIra Defaire >.=.< |
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 21, 2015 13:12:16 GMT -5
Peering at the paper that was in Alioth's hands, Ira's eyes widened slightly as she finally registered the scarlet markings on the paper. Feeling a twinge of sympathy rushed through her, she placed her arm around Alioth, and gently pat her on the back, before lightly dragging her to a seat, for a comfortable conversation.
"This club will help, since in an alternate timeline, you got full marks on this test." She said rather seriously, unsure if she was actually helping or perpetuating the hopelessness of the situation.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 21, 2015 19:38:44 GMT -5
Alioth bit her lower lip and wiped away her tears as she received the much needed pat on the back and sat down on the seat, smiling thankfully. The information received by the girl was certainly not something to be taken casually, as Alioth tilted her head in confusion at the new information. She really had no clue what this club was about, but the talk about alternate timelines got her interest. "Alternate timeline? I guess that is true, i think…? um….what are alternate timelines miss? I'm alioth by the way, it's nice to meet you" she grinned curiously, extending her hand for a handshake Ira Defaire |
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Post by Ira Defaire on Dec 22, 2015 10:02:20 GMT -5
Waving her hands airily in the air, Ira laughed lightly when Alioth referred to her formally, surprised and amused that someone had adopted a formal method of speaking, especially so when the two are teenagers. "Call me Ira." She said dismissively, grasping her hand in her own and allowing herself another easy grin when she took the handshake. "We make decisions in our lives." She explained simply. "If the decisions have two choices allocated to it, the moment we make a choice, the world-lines will split into two; one being the first choice, and the other being the second choice. That means that every single time we make a choice, world-lines will split accordingly, and I want to examine the thesis of time." She said earnestly. "I want to reverse time, and I would very much like to rot away, like a filthy corpse, in the past." She laughed, a tinge of irony in her voice. ❝ @animata❞
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