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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 Trasci 令 Brooks on Jan 18, 2016 21:04:17 GMT -5
As the sun began to set over the ruins of what was once a rather lovely flower district, Trasci sat underneath the cover of a now useless bus stop. The girl leaned against the back of the bus stop's small little pillars in silence. How could everything have changed so quickly? Just a couple of weeks ago this block had been filled with cafes and flowers... but now it was all destroyed. During the construction of the wall, a riot had happened here and destroyed everything. Now,m all that remained were overturned tables and trampled dead flowers.
She bit down on her lip as she hugged her book bag tightly. This wasn't what she had wanted. Trasci had wanted to live a fun life at 552. That's why she had fought for the school against Orochi, but now, was everything just wasted effort? The girl looked up at the dusty sky in silence. Was it overcast? Or was the dust from the rushed construction of such a tall wall now trapped within the confines of the district. Trasci couldn't believe this had even happened to be frank.
Leaning forward, she reached up to begin tying her long black hair back into a ponytail. She didn't have time to sit around and mope. She wasn't going to wait for Rei to show up and rescue her either. She had to find some way to contact her father. He'd know what to do right? She'd have to find Macht for that... Which was something she wasnt looking forward to. Still, taking in a deep breath, Trasci moved to begin going down the streets.
She'd have to find some way to train before even getting anywhere near Macht. He was a lot stronger than she was these days, and he'd no doubt be doing something important. After all, he was the school captain and not just her nephew. If she ever managed to find him, after dealing with what Rei did to him, she'd have to make sure not to be a burden, right? So, Trasci took off down the street- looking for anything to help her. |
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Post by studlymcstaffman on Jan 23, 2016 17:14:28 GMT -5
Trasci would make it several blocks before she would see a black car steadily round a corner down the block. It drove towards her before turning sharply to skid to a halt, blocking a good portion of the street. All but the passenger seat doors would open as three men exited the car. They wore business suits and wore dark sunglasses, all Asian in decent. The one in the middle would speak up, speaking like a true soldier. "Are you Trasci Brooks?"
The passenger side door opened slowly as the man asked his question. If trasci looked behind the three men, she would see a bald man step out and walk up a few steps before stopping behind his men, his eyes staring at the young woman with a cold, calculating gaze. |
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Post by Trasci 令 Brooks on Feb 12, 2016 23:35:25 GMT -5
Trasci stopped at the sudden appearance of the car. She hadn't seen any running cars since the wall went up. However, when the car sharply turned and blocked the street, the girl grew rigid. As the doors opened and the men got out, Trasci gripped the scissors in her pocket tightly. When they asked if she was Trasci Brooks, she nodded slowly. "Yes, I am..."
Her eyes shifted to look at the bald man in silence. "How can I help you..?" |
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Post by studlymcstaffman on Feb 14, 2016 18:07:56 GMT -5
The bald man returned her gaze but quickly glanced at the man on his left expectantly who caught the glance and immediately spoke up, clearly not wanting to irritate his superior.
"Yes, your mother's service to the Yakuza has been deemed unfulfilled and thus you are expected to serve the remainder of her service, do you accept?"
The man would stand and await a reply as the bald man behind them stared at her with a gleam of interest in his eyes.
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Post by Trasci 令 Brooks on Feb 14, 2016 18:19:55 GMT -5
Trasci stared at the men as they spoke. The girl's jaw tightened at the mention of her mother. The only real memories she had of Rin were of her reading Trasci Japanese fairy tales every night. Her mother had been many things- but a gangster? She didn't believe it.
"My mother wasn't Yakuza," she spoke softly while looking down to the ground. |
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Post by studlymcstaffman on Feb 14, 2016 18:45:01 GMT -5
The bald man, normally very reserved and stoic, managed a small smile as he glanced at the man, growing slightly irritated that he kept having to prod the man to continue. The man spoke up again, now sensing his leader's irritation.
"Perhaps not to the public, but that was because she ran from her service to us, a service that is now owed by you since she has passed away."
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Post by Trasci 令 Brooks on Feb 14, 2016 18:58:39 GMT -5
Trasci narrowed her eyes towards the men. "My mom died over 10 years ago. Why now? Is it because of the wall?" she asked before shifting her gaze up to the wall in the distance. "What if I say no? And what happens if I say yes?" |
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Post by studlymcstaffman on Feb 14, 2016 19:06:14 GMT -5
The man now responded without his supervisor's nudging and a small smile appeared on his face, noting how well Trasci seemed to be holding her composure.
"It has taken time to find you, but yes...the district is a large part of why we are consolidating out power in the area. Anyone owing the Yakuza in this area is now expected to serve that debt."
The man's smile grew into a toothy grin as he crossed his arms, amused by her defiance.
"Regardless of your answer, you will pay this debt. I will say, however, refusal is not in your best interest."
A couple of the men smiled and a couple of others chuckled at their comrade's words, clearly not worried about what Trasci was capable of.
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Post by Trasci 令 Brooks on Feb 14, 2016 19:10:58 GMT -5
Trasci frowned. The wall had gone up and they were scrambling for anyone they could get. She remained silence, eyeing them until they told her she basically had no choice. The girl silently studied the men- sizing them up. She may have been small, but if it took them this long to find Trasci, she doubted they were very good at following Rei's antics. So, she bowed her head politely and spoke.
"I'd rather not be involved with a criminal organization, sorry." |
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Post by studlymcstaffman on Feb 15, 2016 20:35:02 GMT -5
The Bald man behind his men now wore an amused expression as he grunted, his men taking the queue and smiling in amusement as they chuckled with confidence. The man who had done the speaking before slowly walked up, cracking his knuckles.
"Unfortunately, our boss would not find that response satisfactory. The Yakuza will not be denied its due payment. Please come with us...peacefully..."
Traci would certainly detect the air of danger coming from the men. They seemed very patient for a criminal organization, but they were clearly reaching the end of their patience. Would she make the first move, or let them walk into the lion's den?
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Post by Trasci 令 Brooks on Feb 15, 2016 23:44:39 GMT -5
Trasci watched them silently before smiling softly. "I'm sorry, but I'm not my mother. While I respect her, I wont take a debt that does not belong to me in her name. I'm not going with you." As the air of danger reached her, she kept herself relaxed and prepared to react. |
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Post by studlymcstaffman on Feb 16, 2016 2:12:44 GMT -5
At her standing defiance, the Bald man laughed as his men turned from amused thugs to a mob of skilled fighters. They attacked in sequence, the man who had been speaking reaching her first as he swung a sharp hook at her face, the next in line a coming around to her left and sending a roundhouse towards her head. Finally the third henchman swung around her right and stepped in with a low hook into her rib cage. These fighters were clearly trained, but it was unlikely that they were beyond anything Trasci had seen before.
Stats of henchmen:
Str: 50
Dex: 50
Con: 50
Wis: 35
Int: 15
Stats of Bald Man: ?
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Post by Trasci 令 Brooks on Feb 17, 2016 18:55:15 GMT -5
As the attack came to her face, Trasci took the punch, but she didn't flinch as it hit her. The attack seemed to do little as when the second man attempted to round kick her, it was clear he had been the object of her focus. She reached to grab the leg before it could hit her. If she did, she would swing the man into the third one attempting to hit her in ribs before doubling back and slamming him down onto the first man like a human bat.
STR: 112 DEX: 20 CON: 80 WIS: 60 INT: 30 |
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Post by studlymcstaffman on Feb 17, 2016 23:47:03 GMT -5
The bald man looked on in interest as Trasci thrashed his men with seemingly little effort. Taking a punch to the face and making his men into weapons. It was certainly the best he had seen in quite a long time. Trasci would hear a slow clap begin as his men were piled up in front of him, his leather gloves slapping together.
"Well, that was not expected. Well done. You will make a wonderful asset to the Yakuza. Now, if you've gotten that out of your system, the car is waiting for us. I assure you, the car ride will be much less painful."
Despite the display of strength Trasci had showed, the man didn't seem shaken. What that meant, Trasci would have to find out.
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Post by Trasci 令 Brooks on Feb 18, 2016 0:09:01 GMT -5
Trasci eyed the bald man silently. If he wasn't worried or showing any signs of being shaken after such a display, then he was either an idiot or stronger than he appeared. She watched him silently for a moment before speaking.
"What do I get out of being associated to you?" |
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