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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 Duke Zabi on Jan 19, 2016 22:36:09 GMT -5
((Note: only reply if you signed up or are mentioned in This thread.)) Since the wall went up, the Apostles presence had been overwhelming, but for those who knew how to look... They would notice Apostles were not the only one's around. In fact a military esque supply truck was parked outside a warehouse with a few guys wearing pure black suits with a patch on the shoulder that read "M.E.W". Unloading crates into the building. You know what is good about warehouses and supply trucks? Supplies. Why? Well do to the lack of food, and the crisis of needing to defend yourself against attackers, or even attacking others to take their stuff... Who better to take it from? Around the warehouse was just a chain-link fence with a guard post at the gate with one guard, and two other's wandering around inside.
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Post by Naotora Kyoya on Jan 23, 2016 11:28:18 GMT -5
Naotora had been hungry... soooo hungry, since the walls went up. She had food, sure, enough to weeks if she wanted. And access to non-perishables could have had her outlasting the Apostles if she'd just stayed hidden, but she felt the need to give to those seeking refuge. It's what Takehiro and Macht would have wanted, if they were with her. Because of this, she'd been starving, and was constantly out looking for supplies.
Inevitably, Naotora wound up at the warehouse, watching the men unload their crates. She was too dumb and brash to take any details into account, so as they did so, she would look for cover nearest to the guard at the post. If she could, she'd press her back to it, and knock her knuckles against it loudly enough for the guy to hear.
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Post by Yukimura Sanada on Jan 23, 2016 15:02:18 GMT -5
Ever since the wall went up, Yukimura had been forced to ration what remaining food supplies he had stored away in his apartment. Sure he had enough food, enough to last him for weeks, but some days he went hungry, because he wanted to make extra sure he had enough to last. With the amount he had, he could probably outlast the war against the Apostles, but with refugees growing more and more prevalent, he was now constantly searching for supplies, doing what he could to help.
Which brings us to why he was at this warehouse, staying hidden from sight in some bushes nearby, watching the guards unload the crates. Taking a moment to look around at the area, noting the chain-link fence and the single guard post located at the gate, security didn't appear too heavy, but there could be- Was that a girl looking for cover near the guard post!? A slightly blank stare appearing on his face, quickly crawling backwards out of the bush and getting into a crouching position, Yukimura would attempt to remain out of sight as he moved closer to the warehouse, sticking to the shadows as much as possible. Stealth was his best bet for getting to the warehouse... and staying alive.
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Post by Melanie Rose on Jan 23, 2016 20:37:50 GMT -5
Melanie was walking back to her store. It was a day like any other, she'd have to fend people off, confusing her store to have food. Apparently the populace thought that her store grew burgers. Dumb fucks didn't even know it was just for flowers and the like. She wasn't dumb enough to grow her plants in the green house.
As she passed a large van pulled up and began unloading crates of something. The badges on their arms looking like some form of military of sorts. Didn't know they had more than one. Wonder what's in the crates. Melanie kept walking, making sure they saw her leave before turning around and creeping her way back. Behind this car. Crawl to that car. Good thing she had a few years of stalking Leon Sudeki, or she wouldn't have the experience to do this AND get away with it.
Once up close enough, she would be able to see a girl trying to draw the soldier on guard outside away from his post. There were... One... Two... Three... That's all? This is way too easy. This was a military operation and there were only three guards. Something smelled fishy and Melanie didn't think it was coming from the crates.
She wouldn't be able to get close enough to stop the girl, anything she tried to do would be seen by the guards. Crap. All she could do was watch and hope the girl didn't get hurt. If she was in too much trouble, Melanie would come out and help. Looking around, she tried to find a way to get closer. The closer she was the better chance she had of helping the girl. Best if they thought it was just the one girl, though.
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Post by Duke Zabi on Jan 26, 2016 23:56:41 GMT -5
Naotora KyoyaWould make it to the guard post out of pure dumb luck, and when she knocked the guy inside would make a "Huh?" sound with a large question mark appearing over his head. "What was that noise?" He would actually catch himself saying before walking out of the guard room, opening the small fence door to step around the corner where Naotora was hiding. Yukimura Sanada(Wis/Dex check: PASS) Yukimura would be able to use the shadows to his advantage all the way up to the chain link. he'd find a good spot to get over or go through behind a few extra moving trucks which were out of sight. Melanie Rose(Wis/Dex check: PASS) Melanie would find a stack of rubble and dabree right next to the gate which would give her an accidentally made bunker to hide in.
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Post by Melanie Rose on Jan 27, 2016 3:23:55 GMT -5
Melanie would get to and hide in the Debris bunker thing. Now, if I can only see around or through it... Melanie would try peaking around either side trying to find a good vantage point. Once she found it, Melanie would sit there until needed, keeping her head in a constant swivel in case someone were to sneak up behind her.
Once the guard got to the girl, Melanie would grab something from the pile she hid behind and toss it behind him. Hopefully he wouldn't see her as she huddled closer to the pile. Melanie wanted to give the girl as much of a fighting chance as she could. If they all worked together, maybe they could get in and out alive.
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Post by Yukimura Sanada on Jan 27, 2016 11:40:36 GMT -5
Managing to reach the chain link fence unhindered, with two options open to him, quickly scaling up the fence, Yukimura would boost himself up and over the fence, before lightly dropping to the ground on the other side. If all went well, he would quickly move towards the nearest cover of shadow, before quietly attempting to sneak up behind one of the guards patrolling the area, and try to sucker punch the guy in the back of the head if he was alone.
If he managed to knock the guy out, he would quickly catch him before he hit the ground and dragged him away and out of sight, in order to steal his uniform if at all possible.
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Post by Jack Griffin on Jan 31, 2016 21:17:41 GMT -5
One lesson Jack had leaned over his years of fighting and struggling in New York was that sometimes, it paid to be quiet. If people couldn't hear you, they often wouldn't pay attention to you. Just like that, the element of surprise was in your favor, as well as the choice between getting involved and slinking away unnoticed.
So the blond-haired boy stayed silent and still, leaning against a wall in the shade on the other side of the street, barely registering as part of the scenery. With a slight smile on his face, he watched, and enjoyed the show. Those kids were moving like something out of a spy movie, sneaking around better than he ever could have.
Still, they'd managed to distract the guard at the gate post, and that left a golden opportunity hanging right in front of Jack.
One of the other lessons he'd learned in New York was that you should keep your nose out of trouble, if you didn't want to get hurt. That rule was doubly true for this District, from what he'd heard. Jack, however, chose to ignore this lesson: he didn't mind getting hurt, and if something weird was going on, well, he'd bring the hammer down on it. Shit was boring if you kept to yourself. It was those who dared to explore, to stick their feet through doors where they didn't belong, who became the bringers of change, the movers and shakers of the world.
So, as the guard at the gate moved around the corner, Jack stepped out of the shadows behind him, walking forwards quietly and casually, as if he were just strolling down the street. In this case, however, every step took him a little closer to the guard. He wouldn't immediately look like he was doing anything wrong- just a passerby who happened to wander close. But if he got within striking range unnoticed... then he'd see how hard he had to hit this guy to make him squeak.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Feb 1, 2016 5:48:51 GMT -5
She is beauty, she is grace.
she will punch you in the face.
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Pulling her phone out of her pocket to check the time, she fumbled and placed it back in before moving stealthily towards the single guard when the two guards seemed to be their farthest away from him. Moving among the shadows, she shifted her foot and quietly emerged, unblinking, approximately 10 feet before the guard, blinking the harsh light out of her eyes.
"This seemed to be a good night." She mentioned rather nonchalantly.
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Post by Duke Zabi on Feb 1, 2016 22:03:37 GMT -5
Melanie Rose / Jack Griffin / Ira DefaireThe guard would reach the edge and hear a sound. Spinning around to look at the chunk of concrete that was thrown, a large red question mark over his head. "Huh? What was that noise?" Then a sound from behind him once more would grab his attention, turning around to see Ira making an odd comment that confused him, another question mark appearing overhead. "Huh?" ANOTHER sound from behind him somehow, well more to his left would cause him to turn his head, now he would grab a pair of odd looking gauntlets from his waist slipping them on in the same motion. "Private Property, keep your distance." Yukimura Sanada (Dex check: PASS) Yukimura was able to not only take down the guard silently, but he would find an easily secluded spot to slip on the really nice black suit. Just so happened to be his size as well. (Message sent)
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Post by Melanie Rose on Feb 1, 2016 22:52:19 GMT -5
Melanie would look behind her just in time to see a kid walk up to the third guard and knock him out. This kid is going to blow our cover. DOES BLACK OPS MISSION MEAN NOTHING TO YOU?! Melanie would sigh in disgust. Some people...
Melanie would wait until the guard was far enough away and--.... The guy in the red jacket took him out before she could do anything. Quickly spinning around she would survey the area. One more guard. This was just too easy. Something is up, but he needs to be taken down. What vantage points do i have...
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Post by Yukimura Sanada on Feb 2, 2016 2:28:05 GMT -5
After successfully knocking the guard out silently, slipping the really nice suit on in the secluded spot, and just so happened to be in his size too, Yukimura would leave the guard knocked out in the spot, but not before making sure he was securely bound and tied to a pole with his own dress shirt, and a gag made of his own socks. He had to improvise after all. Now that he was successfully disguised, Yukimura would head towards the area the supply truck was parked at, making it appear as if he was patrolling, when in actuality, he was trying to get as close to the area as possible.
If he managed to reach the area unhindered, he would continue to keep the charade up of being one of the guards, having heard something that piqued his interest. Time to find out what exactly was inside the crates.
[OOC: Yukimura's New Stats:
Str: 25 (30) | Dex: 25 (30) | Con: 22(32) | Int: 20 | Wis: 20 (25)]
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Post by Jack Griffin on Feb 2, 2016 19:34:47 GMT -5
Well damn. Jack had hoped the rock would distract the guard long enough for him to walk up and just drop the guy, but it seemed that there was yet another person sticking their nose into this mess. He grimaced, running one hand through his hair. "Man..." Now the guard had noticed him, too, and those gauntlets couldn't be a good sign.
He could just play the innocent-passerby card, and wander off. It would be a shame not to find out what these guys were hiding, but no big deal in the grand scheme of things. One the other hand... the newcomer, a brown-haired girl about ten feet away from the guard, would take the brunt of the man's suspicion if he wasn't distracted. There was no way Jack could leave a cute chick like that at the mercy of this jerk.
So he pouted, and pointed and accusing finger at the guard. "Private, eh, fucker? You and your buddies, with all those nice fancy suits, hoarding up supplies while the rest of us starve on the streets, who the hell do you think you are?" He spat on the ground. "The whole reason this area's gone to shit is because of soulless fuckers like you!"
It was an act, but hopefully his aggressive tone and provoking words would distract the guard long enough for the brown-haired girl to get away- or better yet, take him out.
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Post by Duke Zabi on Feb 9, 2016 21:27:22 GMT -5
Melanie RoseMelanie would notice a decent vantage point inside the compound, a fire escape leading to the roof. But the guard was still present at the front gate. Yukimura SanadaHe would be ignored by the people moving the crates into the warehouse, he would notice stamps or stickers on the crates that also had the same "M.E.W" lettering as the suits. From the strain the people moving the crates it was obviously a two man job. Jack GriffinThe guard kept a blank stare on Jack as he spoke. "Cry me a river, civilian. In the District it's marshal law and only the strong survive and make the rules. You just happen to be shit out of luck."
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Post by Melanie Rose on Feb 9, 2016 23:19:17 GMT -5
Melanie would sneak out of behind her bunker, but not before digging through the debris and finding a porn magazine. Making her way closer to the guard, Melanie would sneak as close as she could before tossing it in front of the guard, making sure it was face up so he could see it. Maybe it'd distract him? If it did, Melanie would sneak up behind him and she'd pick a flower from the ground and, using her ability, make it into a long thorny whip. Kicking the back of his left knee as hard as she could to make him at least take a knee, Melanie would grab the other end of the whip and throw it around his neck before he was able to make a sound. Pulling it back harshly, she would place a knee in his back to keep leverage. If he was to throw himself back, Melanie would hop onto his back and wrap her legs around his midsection and lock her feet. [get her hooks in] Arching her back if able, she'd wait until he went limp and hold it for another few seconds to be sure he was out. Laying him down Melanie would look around to make sure no one else heard it. Pulling the man back to her debris bunker, she'd hide him the best she could and make her way as quickly and quietly to the ladder, climbing to the roof. Maybe with a better view, she could tell what was going on. Rose Whip: At the cost of 15 INT per post of use the Rose Whip can be used to do 3/4 Melanie's FULL INT in damage.
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