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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 17, 2016 1:09:28 GMT -5
She is beauty, she is grace.
 she will punch you in the face.
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| Ira woke up with the cold breeze slapping her face repeatedly; with the winds howling and tearing her curtains into pieces; with the rain lashing away at her face. The floor was wet, and as she scrambled to her feet, she felt her nausea containing her to her dingy apartment. The smell was overbearing and as she gripped the handle of her door, she sat down harshly upon the ground. She ran out of her house blindly, slipping and sliding through the rain as she panicked. She finally understood why ribcage earned their names--they needed to contain her god be damned heart that was pounding on her chest.
"Mikey!" She shouted, stumbling about in the cruel rain, slipping on the puddles that were drenching her shoes thoroughly. Her phone lit up faintly as Mikey's contact number was flashing slightly on it's screen. He answered; he'd better answer.
"MIKEY, LONGMAN AVENUE, STREET 24, BROWN/BLACK HAIRED GIRL, A PAIR OF BREASTS." She screamed louder this time.
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Jan 17, 2016 1:29:18 GMT -5
Mikey had been moderately reclusive after the Orochi fights, sticking to the shadows and containing RIOT's antics to keep the people he cared about safe from Felix's ironically venomous snare. He was currently on the way to ambush some RIOT sleepers and take over where Saya left off with her dark division, when something caught his attention. He answered the phone he was surprised still worked, and -
"Tits?! I'M COMIN'!"
And so he raised to the location, eager to view the tatas.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 17, 2016 2:06:19 GMT -5
She is beauty, she is grace.
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| Grabbing Mikey's collar the moment he appeared in front of her, Ira's eyes would smolder a molten gray; the color of melted metal as she stared into his crimson ones almost seriously. Her lips were reddened and her hair was drenched, but those were the least of her worries.
"Where's Felix Lombardi?" She demanded.
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Jan 17, 2016 2:11:39 GMT -5
Mikey frowned as his collar was grabbed, noticing a very distinct lack of tits in his immediate vicinity. Or, at least, a lack of exposed tits. A sigh escaped his lips at the question of Felix's whereabouts, and he found his hands gesturing wildly in a form that spoke "Hell if I know." He used this as an excuse for them to linger dangerously close to the girl's chest, however - he was lured here for a specific reason, and he'd have it seen through before the girl got anything she asked for.
"How am I s'posed to find the guy? He's smoke. Smoke."
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 17, 2016 2:19:34 GMT -5
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| Ira's face would be dangerously close to Mikey, with rivets of water dripping off her chin, and making a streak of wetness from her neck, past her collarbone and down into her chest. Her gray eyes penetrated his, with the underlying promise of an upcoming storm.
"You can tell me," She said calmly, pulling the Macht card on him. "Or you can have me screaming around the RIOT's bases and getting myself killed. That's in your hand."
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Jan 17, 2016 2:25:04 GMT -5
Mikey sighed, no longer interested in playing the tit-grabbing game. Shame, it'd stopped before it had really begun.
"Well, first off, you'll never find our bases," he started with a pointed finger matter-of-factly. "Secondly, you'd be doing the exact same thing - killing yourself - if you went off to find Felix on your own. Does Macht know what crazy shit you're trying to pull? Actually, don't answer that, there's no way he'd be okay with it."
The redhead frowned, then pulled away from Ira's grip.
"Gimme one reason I should tell you - one good reason - and maybe I will."
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 17, 2016 2:29:02 GMT -5
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| "I'm going to find Felix, and I'm going to convince him to help the gangs against the Apostles. If he says no, I'm going to kill him and ask again, when I see him in hell, 70 years down the road." Ira stated back in his face, her eyes glinting.
Her lips tilted up slightly as she remembered the terrifying power Felix Lombardi possessed, but it didn't matter. She was terrified; she couldn't hide that, nor the fact that her hand began shaking as she spoke.
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Jan 17, 2016 2:32:49 GMT -5
"Liar," Mikey snapped quickly as he observed Ira's gestures. Whatever she wanted with Felix, it clearly wasn't what she said it was. "Even if you were telling the truth, that's some foolhardy, naive shit. Felix Lombardi is a tyrant. You walk up to him, you're inviting yourself to be used as a tool by him. Do yourself and Macht a favor, and stay away from him. You got a message for him? I'll send it. Aside from that, don't hope to see him."
He might have seemed a little more serious than necessary, but a lot was at stake with this being Macht's girl. If she died by RIOT's hand, he knew he'd be the one blamed for it. While he could handle that, it would be the endless amounts of guilt that would eat him alive if she did die a death he could have prevented.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 17, 2016 2:38:48 GMT -5
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| Grinning almost viciously, Ira released her grip on his collar and mockingly walked off into the drizzle. Her hair hung limply on her back as her hair fell to her sides, unrelenting.
"I guess I'll have to go to RIOT and find out for myself, then." She said, sounding disappointed and pitiful as an evil, cheshire-like grin slowly formulated on her face.
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Jan 17, 2016 2:41:48 GMT -5
"What part of "you'll never find our bases" don't you get? With these new military fuckheads in town, most of us went into hiding. Those who didn't are dead. You can't threaten me with that, because if you try, I'll put you down and take you to Macht. He'll keep you safe."
Mikey frowned at the tactic Ira attempted to use, folding his arms over his chest. He blinked a couple of times in wait, mind wandering as he sought out the reason she'd been looking for the big cheese to begin with.
"Like I said. One good reason and I'll tell you."
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 17, 2016 2:50:08 GMT -5
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| "I don't think Felix is going to compromise with us against the Apostles." She said finally, her ink-stained fingers digging into her pockets.
"Luca might be a moral human, but Alexei Alkaev isn't. If he cuts a deal with Felix, Felix will take whatever that would benefit him, with both of them under the guise that they could manipulate the other. While it might develop into a game of two cats batting away at each other, the mouses won't play if the cats are batting away at the mouses as well. Felix Lombardi is likely to cut a deal with Alexei. And if that happens, who will be affected?" Her eyes sharpened.
"I don't plan to cut a deal with Lombardi. Alexei will always cut a better deal than me, and Lombardi isn't going to be someone that will ally with the gangs. Everyone is going 'here are the new bad guys, let's eliminate them!!!!!! But essentially, there is no bad and good on this battle field. You can either tell me Lombardi's location, or I'll get myself killed trying. You have two options here--you tell me where Lombardi is, and I'll possibly kill him, or you don't, and my death will be definite."
"If you try to stop me, I'll take you down first." Her voice darkened.
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Jan 17, 2016 2:55:00 GMT -5
What she said seemed logical. Felix was the type to strike a deal solely to get rid of all threats he had, then eliminate the group he'd made a deal with in the first place. Based on what Mikey knew, Felix still considered the gangs of NYC to be a bigger threat than these Apostles, and with that in mind it'd be like Orochi all over again. Only, this time, the gangs would be on the losing side. Mikey couldn't just let that happen.
"Go to this address," he started, texting an address to Ira's phone. "When you get there, ask for Lenny. Tell him "the snake lives." You do that, and Felix will find you in minutes."
He paused for a while after, still frowning.
"You sure you don't want me to come with? If you're looking to take him out, I can help you."
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Post by Ira Defaire on Jan 17, 2016 3:05:59 GMT -5
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| "Thanks." Ira pressed the button of her phone.
"If you die too, Macht will have no chance of recovery." Her tone was flippant, but her eyes refused to meet his as she progressed down the streets, kicking away at puddles with her drenched shoes. The rain decided to pause their incessantly attacks, but she didn't bother to look.
"I'll see you around." She finally managed, as she tapped on an app she installed a while back, that allowed her to send a delayed text of an hour. The app was meant to ensure safety, but that wasn't necessarily her intention. It would send the exact same thing to Macht, Leon and Aldritch, if she hadn't survive the hour with Felix.
i'm sorry. goodbye.
i'm sorry. goodbye.
i'm sorry. goodbye.
She ran.
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Post by Mikey Mikey Mikey on Jan 17, 2016 3:12:43 GMT -5
Mikey smiled solemnly. Whatever the girl had planned, it was dangerous. How she meant to take on Felix eluded him, and she seemed dead set on going on her own... hell if he'd let her. He simply waved and waited until she was nowhere to be seen, then took to the shadows once again. He knew shortcuts, and he was going to get there and remain hidden. If worse came to worst, he'd need to get her out of there. No way he was going to let her die.
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Jan 20, 2016 1:50:00 GMT -5
[OoC: Moving this on to the point where Ira did as Mikey instructed.]
Felix appeared in a tuft of smoke through the ventilation system just above the bar, landing in lean against the counter. "The Snake Lives" - not words he'd ever want to hear in his life, especially after what had recently happened with Orochi. Far as Felix knew, that fucker got put down, so him living, well... that'd be bad news for everyone, even those fuckers who put up the wall.
"Alright, Missy," he spoke as he took a drink from a cup Lenny had already set out for him. "You're gonna tell me everything you know 'bout this snake, and I won't kill you. Unless you're working for him, anyway. In that case, you'll tell me, and then you die."
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