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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 Ira Defaire on Jan 23, 2016 1:28:41 GMT -5
She is beauty, she is grace.
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| Closing her eyes, Ira rested slightly, without actually allowing herself to fall into any type of sleep. She was too tensed, to confused as to what might happen next.
That, and her bag was too heavy.
Finally, impatient by the lack of conversation, she opened her right eye to watch Aldritch's side profile for a second, before shifting her gaze to the bus, awaiting for the bus to stop. She was finally curious now, what his father was like. He wasn't dark haired, as far as she knew, and she couldn't accurately reconstruct his face then. As she laced her fingers together, she shut her eyes tightly, but her mind was elsewhere--on the void, the serpent, and on Aldritch's past.
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Jan 23, 2016 2:01:02 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | With the utter lack of noise Ira was making, he was positive that she had dozed off already. Fiddling with the card in between his fingers, he'd stare down at it blankly, his mind adrift to thinking of other thoughts. Though silence would only last for much longer. As the bus would screech to a stop, Aldritch would stare at the window.
They were a few blocks away from the place, it didn't seem to be too far, so the albino decided to go for the walk. "Ey, let's walk from here." He'd say, turning his head towards Ira. Stepping into the sidewalk, he'd look back, checking if Ira would follow him out the bus.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 23, 2016 2:05:08 GMT -5
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| Standing up to walk with him, a mischievous grin would possessed Ira's face as her right hand reached out, when they begin walking. The street was haunted with icy winds, but Ira's grin was icier than anything they could wield.
Patting Aldritch on the back, Ira stuck a sign that said "FREE HUGS" on his back, as she walked beside him, grazing his shoulder with hers slightly. She wasn't exactly aware of how close they were, and she remained unaware and unaffected as she continued down the street.
"Grab any poor girl's heart lately?" She asked dryly, mildly curious if he was as much of a womanizer as Felix was.
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Jan 23, 2016 2:20:54 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | Aldritch would raise a brow at Ira's question as they continued to walk, trying to think of a time he had ever hit on a girl, well, he was hit by a girl, quite literally and hard at that. "Well, I did help a girl before and she gave me a ki-" Before finishing his sentence, a hobo would excitedly approach him and without a warning, hug him. "Wha- wait..."
As the hobo would leave, a random girl would approach him to do the same a few moments later. That time, Aldritch would blush, she had looks you see. "Wha-" Quite puzzled with what was happening Aldritch would turn at Ira with a toothy grin as another lady would go and hug him. "Well, this must be a lucky sign."
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 23, 2016 2:27:38 GMT -5
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| Staring at him, Ira's face hardened slightly at his statement and looked away for a few seconds, feigning confusion as the hobo went up to him with a hug. Her expression became temporarily blank, as she resumed walking, well ahead of Aldritch before he could entire recover from the barrage of hugs he was receiving.
"It's almost as though luck is raining off your back." She said, slightly amused.
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Jan 23, 2016 6:27:22 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | Turning back to make sure Ira didn't do any tricks on him, seeing nothing behind them,he'd smile at her, quite gleefully at that. "It is indeed." He didn't bother checking if something was stuck on his back, his ignorance was showing again. It was until a man, muscular to the point where it might seem exaggerated to describe, would hug and squeeze Aldritch hard enough to have the sign fall from his back. As he was put down by the titanic man, his body would ache, feeling as if he was a lemon forcefully squeezed.
With the final hug given to him, they'd finally approach their destination. A structure with a sign similar to that of the card handed over to him by Ira. He'd check the card once more to double check, once sure enough, he'd turn to face Ira with a sigh. "Well, looks like this is it." He'd say. "Seems like a legit drug factory if I may say so, nothing illegal can be out in the open like this. Card says the office is on the thirteenth floor. Quite a cheerful number"
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 23, 2016 9:18:46 GMT -5
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| "If you squint hard enough, he can look like a really good looking girl too, and allow you to blush like you ate too much curry." Ira would mutter under her breath while she looked at the ominous building looming before them. Slightly disgruntled by the situation they were in, and her lack of ability to sufficiently explain to Aldritch that under no circumstances was it okay to allow oneself to indulge in frivolous activities like going all giggity when a pretty girl hugged you. When you are with someone, your attention had to be focus on them--to flatter them and allow them to comprehend that they were the most important person to you, at that very moment, to successfully cultivate a relationship of the flatterer and the flattered.
Unfortunately, that thick head of his couldn't comprehend that.
"Let's go in then."
She wasn't in the mood to be cautious, her previous mood that comprised of smirking and fun was stomped down the drain, and forced through the sieve of 'what-ifs". Assuming restless pacing, she entered the building without much notice of any presence -if there weren't any security at the entrance, that is-.
"Not as cheerful as Felix when he gets to be Felixia for a night and was surrounded by girls trying to stick eyeliner on him." She muttered again.
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Jan 23, 2016 23:05:17 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | As Aldritch strode into the confines of the structure, the boy would feel a bit light headed, his heart beating faster at the moment. "I should've been invited." He'd say, taking a mental note to mention Felixia to the go fast kid sometime. Immediately after entering, a wide lobby would greet them, at the middle, a reception desk would be seen with a lady eyeing them before bowing her head politely.
Upon approaching the reception desk, the lady in it would then speak to the albino. "Mr. Hexell has been waiting for weeks for you to come." The lady would say sweetly, adjusting her glasses to take a closer look at the boy. "Should I accompany you?" She would say, all of her attention to the boy as if Ira wasn't there with him. Aldritch would stare at Ira, expecting her to know what to do
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 24, 2016 9:46:12 GMT -5
She is beauty, she is grace.
 she will punch you in the face.
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| Ira didn't say anything for a full minute, brooding over her decisions, but Aldritch made a decision for her. It was his family--if he wanted her off, she would do as his wish, for it was his matters and never hers. It was tempting to turn her back and state that she would leave completely, without regarding his future prospects or well-being, while living in shame should something happen to him. However, she could simply lie and say that she never knew, that she wasn't with him when anything happen.
"If you aren't out by an hour, I'm leaving without you." She finally said, hoping that he knew what she really meant--if he wasn't out by an hour, she would simply walk in the place and thrash the place down while looking for him, if she had to. There was one last thing, and ultimately, only one thing left for her to do, if he didn't reply.
Reaching out to grab his collar, she tugged him close to her, such that their face is barely a centimeter apart. Her gray eyes stared right into his crimson ones, and her right hand, grasping his collar tightly, tightened it's grip. Her eyes flashed. Before he could say anything, or protest, she would lean closer and hiss softly.
"Don't do anything stupid."
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Jan 25, 2016 2:59:35 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | "I won't" He'd say as we he was escorted by the lady to the elevator.
It took more than just an hour, in fact, it felt as if it took a whole day inside that office. As the albino would step out of the elevator, his face could be obviously seen to be gloomy, though the boy tried to keep it hidden with a forced smile.
"Let's go camping." He'd say, assuming Ira was still there where he left her.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 25, 2016 3:09:11 GMT -5
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| Her eyes darkened when she watched his retreating back, and in turn, she retreated too, stuck in her own world of deliberation and regret. Her hand tightened around her phone, but sending a text to him would be too confusing--she didn't know what to send, and she needn't call him stupid a second time. Between the two of them, both knew that he was downright stupid.
At the same time, her speculations never ended well, and if she left, she understood the people that would never forgive her for such a dishonorable move.
"I swear to god." She let out a soft growl as she leaned, almost irritably against the wall of the lobby, utterly annoyed by her concern. Everything was spiraling out of control, and it was much too complex for her to disentangle while waiting for him to crawl out sobbing, after an hour.
Her fist slammed against the wall.
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Jan 25, 2016 3:34:18 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | The boy would hold her fist to the wall and stare deeply into her eyes, trying to calm the raging girl before a commotion could be made. He knew how far she could go, they both knew. Without warning, he held her cheeck with his other hand, leaning closer to her, not knowing what he was doing, one might say it's involuntary.
He closed his eyes, then God knows what happened next. He'd peck her soft lips, just once, not realizing what he had just done.
"Umm... uh... S-sorry." Assuming she wasn't releasing an earth shattering tantrum at the time, he'd stay, stay there standing still, not daring to move an inch, not noticing his hand was still on her fist by the wall.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 25, 2016 5:25:16 GMT -5
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| They say that before you die, you'll have three seconds to see what has become of your life.
3 seconds
Ira's face flushed almost in shock as she registered the closeness of their faces. She didn't have time to react--he was moving too fast, the moment was too fast. When she finally registered his grip on her hand, she realized that his lips was pressed firmly on hers. Her eyes widened.
2 seconds
Her knees begin shaking as her eyes finally flicked to his, her fist still gripped tightly in his hands. A single drop of sweat fell, from the tip of her hair, down her neck and past her collarbone as she faintly understood what the pressure on her lips meant.
1 second
Ira couldn't move. She wasn't sure if she wanted to.
She was going to hell.
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Post by Aldritch Hexell on Jan 25, 2016 5:53:07 GMT -5
feel the light shining in the dark of the night | Life decisions. He haven't got any regrets in his life, not until now, the moment wasn't regrettable at all, no, but the troubles it would bring him was. It was just then when he felt his heart beating, faster and faster and faster and faster, as if he was at the verge of exploding, exploding like a nuclear bomb with the capacity to destroy entire galaxies.
Then time froze.
Slowly, he laid on the polished tiles of the lobby and began rolling. Every possible thought poured into his mind. He wanted to go on a rampage, tear the whole place down to the ground. He wanted to jump and shout in glee, give hugs and kisses to everyone. He wanted to set fire to the world, he wanted to bring love and happiness to all. He's starting to break, finally about to snap. Hell, he started seeing devils riding unicorns.
Finally, after much rolling, he sat up on the floor, leaned his head by the elevator door, and waited. He waited for the elevator to open, and cut his head off at once.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 25, 2016 6:04:07 GMT -5
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| She didn't know what was going on, but when he broke away, she could only stand and stare as he begin rolling and making a facial expression that greatly resembled an extremely sick cat that didn't like humanity. Watching his tousled white hair rolling about the floor, she stared, stunned and utterly humiliated.
Her face heated up, each wave of blush darker and hotter than the last, until even her ears are flaming crimson. Her fingers dug right into her palm as her right hand -the very one that slammed itself against the wall- felt the coolness residing on it after his hand let go of hers.
"If-" Her voice was shaky, and angry. "If you didn't want it, you could have just said so."
With that, she turned around and ran for it.
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