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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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There Will Be Blood [Event/Open]
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Seiryu
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Feb 27, 2016 16:09:42 GMT -5
 Continuing to monitor the situation from the post he had taken up in the nearby alleyway, as Kazuya watched the situation unfold, the air around him would begin to feel humid. Almost like he had raised the heat in his body up to ridiculous levels, or had a very high fever. Normally, heat was nothing to Kazuya, in fact he liked hot weather, but this was different. This was actually making him uncomfortable. Beads of sweat forming on his forehead, as one ran down his face, he would furrow his brows.
Feeling like he was permanently stuck in an onsen, pulling his katana free from its sheath on his back, he would grip the hilt tightly with both hands, keeping a close eye on the exchange between Leon and the man he dubbed The Kingpin. From the sound of it, Leon had put out the call to the rest of the Lightning Gang, but whether the others would reveal themselves, had yet to be seen. For now, Kazuya would continue to remain an observer, having no intention of stepping in unless the situation called for it. |
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Purple Lady
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Post by Vivi Perish on Feb 27, 2016 22:25:18 GMT -5
BUT I LET MY HEART GO, IT'S SOMEWHERE DOWN AT THE BOTTOM
BUT I'LL GET A NEW ONE, AND COME BACK FOR THE HOPE THAT YOU'VE STOLEN
Vivi took the flier when Valo showed it to her and stared at it with a furrowed brow. She wasn't really surprised someone was after LG. There would always be someone after any gang that made waves. While Hyperion had been quiet, she had a feeling there were those who would like to see them fall as well.
"Go figure," she murmured, tossing the flier aside to follow her brother. The girl wore a set of leather bracers and greaves for added protection to her arms and legs, and had a dark coat on her shoulders. Wearing armor would've been nice, but she didn't own any and doubted she could afford it either. Of course, Valo would probably give her some, but Vivi got the feeling she already took a lot from the boy. You could only take so much. As the two crouched by the building Vivi felt perspiration form on her brow and took a moment to tie her hair back into a messy bun before peering around the corner again. "Hell yeah he is," Vivi raised her eye brows, "I wonder what LG did to piss him off." Maybe he stubbed his toe on one of them? Using Standard Build 2
*Str:45(59) *Dex:45(90) *Con:45(65) *Wis:45(61) *Int:45(82)
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Let's sleep through the end of this world.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Feb 28, 2016 3:44:03 GMT -5
She is beauty, she is grace.
 she will punch you in the face.
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| Alienated purely by the amount of nightmares she'd received after murdering Felix Lombardi in cold blood, Ira woke up, shuddering to a text that made her blood run cold.
I swear I didn't do anything this time. Except for killing Lombardi. If it's a Riot guy, run.
- sent to Leon Sudeki & Aldritch Hexell
Hoping fervently that no one would sell her out, Ira yanked her threadbare coat on and begin running out of her shabby apartment. Stopping dead in the streets, she snatched one of the posters and gritted her teeth as she saw the harsh words inprinted on them, and the promise of bloodshed imbedded in the poster.
Knocking aside people in a hasty attempt to make her way to wherever Leon might be, Ira reached a grocery store and begin knocking people out of the way with an angry look on her face. Really, it wasn't frightening to see a little asian girl barreling on you, until she slams her little fist into your gut and scream about how your ancestors would have gotten their arses out of her way faster than you would.
Because they are dead. Geddit. Yes. No.
"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY."
Her hand gripped at chemicals she could use while her brains work frantically to make sense of them. She was never a student that excelled in chemistry. Caesium and water. Alcohol and fire. Carbon Monoxide. Throwing herself out of the grocery store, she begin running to the source of commotion in the city. It wasn't hard--news travelled fast, and all you needed to do was to listen. She was panting as she arrived where Leon would be. Hiding behind basically whoever and whatever that was bigger than her, Ira ducked behind a wall and strained her ears to listen to the conversation, silently urging Leon to not piss anyone off. The guy looked like Lombardi, she realized, with a jolt of horror. |
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Post by Xaier McCaine on Feb 28, 2016 13:52:17 GMT -5
The ivory haired Apostle remained upon the top of a nearby warehouse, watching thr situation below unfold. Whomever thid man was, he vould feel heat radiating from his direction. It didn't bother Xaier much, his body temperature as of late had been unusually hot himself. But he indeed noticed the change in the air about him. Xaier was still unsure of what role he would play here. The smartest action was to leave the Lightning Gang to deal with their own problems. However, something inside him was pulling him toward the conclusion that this man was more of a problem than Lightning itself. He would have to observe longer, before he made a decision.
Item Name: Sword Arm of the Wise
Stats: +5 Wis
Power: This sword stores 1/3 his total INT for a period of up to 5 posts. Once drawn, this sword gives a boost equal to stored INT split between Strength and Dex evenly (IE: boost is +50. Str would get +25, Dex would get +25). Boost lasts for period of posts equal to number of posts unused up to 10. (Doesn't draw for 7 posts, then draws. Effect lasts for 7 posts). Once posts are completed, Strength and Dex is reduced equal to the amount boosted for each. (IE: Boost was +25 Str +25 Dex, now negative effects are -25 Str - 25 Dex). This negative effect lasts for number of posts equal to amount of posts used
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1 st Unused post: 33.33 int stored.
2nd Unused post: 33.33 int stored.
Total Int Stored: 66.66 Int
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Make America great again.
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MAD-DOG MOODY
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Post by Ian Morei-Moody on Feb 28, 2016 18:26:26 GMT -5
Not letting you face this fuck alone, boss. Did Ian genuinely care about the Lightning Gang? Not quite. That said, he didn't like people demanding anything from him, and that's what this Wilson Fisk looking motherfucker was doing by extension. Grumbling, Ian fiddled around with a couple of items held within his pockets and began to stroll out from behind the dumpster he'd used as his cover, nonchalantly wiping the sweat building up on his brow. Good thing he put on his Old Spice deodorant. If his grandpa hadn't worn it, he wouldn't exist.
"Yo, failed mob boss of Hell's Kitchen," Ian shouted as he stepped out. "Whataya want? You and your pals' stank is makin' everyone else uncomfortable. Look at me, I'm barely seein' you and already I'm covered in sweat. The fuck is this shit?"
In the event that the worst happened, well... Ian would be prepared. He didn't know where Ken, Hex, Ira, or even Sonic were, but he wasn't about to let someone push his people around without saying something about it.
"Let's cut to the fuckin' chase, shall we?" -8 Str/Dex/Con/Wis active |
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You thought the Elite were tough? Wait till you get a load of me.
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Mar 3, 2016 18:22:15 GMT -5
"I appreciate it, Mr. Sudeki. It is in both of our best interests that your people make their appearances as asked, I assure you."
Amadeo would straighten his ascot and look around the area after Leon did as he was asked, to inevitably have his gaze fall upon one boisterous blond buffoon whose quips caused the large man to furrow his brow. He had the audacity to speak to a man so great as Amadeo in such a manner? When times were as tense as this? Anger made itself clear in his expression now, and his knuckles grew to be white as the large man bared his teeth.
"Seize him," Amadeo barked and immediately two of his men would move to grab at either one of Ian's arms to hold hims teady. "If your men do not show within the next five minutes, Mr. Sudeki, I will start to claim lives as I happen upon them. This will be the only warning I give to you."
RIOT Member stats: 40 across
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Make America great again.
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MAD-DOG MOODY
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Post by Ian Morei-Moody on Mar 6, 2016 1:42:54 GMT -5
"Don't you fuckin' touch me ya shit eaters," Ian growled, assuming a combative stance as the suits approached him. A swift left cross was aimed for the mandible of the one on his left, and a simultaneous right side kick would fly out with his spur aiming to dig into, and rip apart, the right suit's dick. Whether or not he was successful, he'd try and get closer to the big man without letting the other two get a hold of him. No way he was going to let himself get restrained, even if he was certain he could fuck these guys up.
"Why don't you come at me yourself, fatass? Too many big macs for you to do your own work? Move the grunts aside, come at me mano a mano or whatever the fuck the saying is. I'm willing to bet your ass will go into cardiac arrest before you make it halfway over to me." //-8 Str, Dex, Con, Wis still active. 3 rounds total. Striking for 65 Str. |
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 6, 2016 2:40:20 GMT -5
His eyes narrowing as a blond guy that apparently belonged to the Lightning Gang talked back to the man whom Kazuya had dubbed in his head The Kingpin, he would slink back further into the shadows as The Kingpin sent two of his mooks to take the blond guy out. Continuing to keep his presence unknown, his katana in both hands, he would flatten his back against the alleyway wall, making himself as unnoticeable as he possibly could. This blond guy was on thin ice and really pushing his luck. Kazuya had no doubt in his mind The Kingpin would make good on his word and really starting killing people as he came upon them, if the anger on his face was any indication.
He just hoped Melanie was hidden well enough that she wouldn't be caught in the crossfire. This man looked dangerous, and was, more than Kazuya possibly knew. He wasn't going to take any chances and possibly end up losing his life. But if Melanie's life was in danger, he would fight to protect her, and ensure the both of them lived. |
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I can't lose you now. How will I survive?
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Post by Melanie Rose on Mar 6, 2016 14:33:32 GMT -5
I was impressed by the kid's resolve to fight back even when he was obviously outnumbered. It reminded me much of myself when I was attempting an attack on Leon. I didn't get to hit though. I was foiled. I would get my revenge. I had to, I promised Nathaniel. I wouldn't stop for him. Leon would pay, not with his life, but he would pay. I had also unfortunately promised Aaron that I wouldn't kill Leon.
I brought my attention back to the fight where the guy was doing a decent job at fending for himself against the two men. Then he called out the leader. Was that the best idea? I knew he did look like he'd fall over at any given moment from cholesterol, but that was beside the point. Was it the best idea to be taunting the guy? I mean he had just said he'd start killing people off if Leon didn't make his people show up. Not too cool on his part.
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"Welcome to the end of your life, and I promise it's going to hurt."
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Lightning Scrub
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Post by Leon Sudeki on Mar 6, 2016 17:05:21 GMT -5
Leon stared as Ian would be approached by the goons by order of the big man. Now, the blond felt he had been as polite as required with these demands, but now the move made, even though slightly warranted, accompanied a threat. Leon would run a hand through his hair and take a sigh to get his thoughts together, falling into silence and pulling out his phone.
~I want all of these men dead. You have five minutes.~
He'd send out his text and put the phone away in his vest pocket. Leon would shake his head slowly and speak.
"Sir, I came here out of courtesy to see what was going on. Now I'm being threatened."
Leon would aim a hand at the big man, he may note the Orochi mark on the palm of his right hand.
"You have three minutes to explain before I kill you."
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 7, 2016 1:47:58 GMT -5
Levi would hop down as Ian was approached by the men, he would now be on the opposite side of the large man from Leon and walking to within 20 feet or so, enough that he could hear what was being said if he focused. If this came to blows, which it looked like it might, Levi would try to make it end quickly. He glared as he focused on the large man in front of him, ready to spring into action to assist Leon.
Make your move big man...
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❝ Iconoclast ❞
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Post by Ira Defaire on Mar 7, 2016 7:52:42 GMT -5
C A L L M E A N A M E KILL ME WITH WORDS, FORGET ABOUT ME, IT'S WHAT I DESERVE
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- Otter has 3/4 Str, Dex & Con. | "You know," Ira remarked mildly after reading Leon's text, and stepped out into the open, utterly aware how grotesquely vulnerable she was at the moment. Walking right to the two people that seized Ian, an otter would fly straight at the man seizing Ian's right hand (here's to hoping that arse is right handed) and smashed it's head right into his solar plexus. Ira genuinely missed Felix's and Aldritch's presences then--they would have distracted the men and took a beating while she accessed the situation and pretended that she didn't notice one of them had a messed-up face. Ira feigned a saccharine smile.
"When I thought I was going to die, I would have preferred quiet death, with my cat eating my sad corpse." She said slowly she cheerfully bounced a soda can up and down her right hand. The bouncing was accompanied with her shaking knees, the single indication that Ira, the great first pillar, was indeed, absolutely fucking petrified. |
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Post by Vivi Perish on Mar 7, 2016 18:57:44 GMT -5
BUT I LET MY HEART GO, IT'S SOMEWHERE DOWN AT THE BOTTOM
BUT I'LL GET A NEW ONE, AND COME BACK FOR THE HOPE THAT YOU'VE STOLEN
Vivi continued to crouch at the corner of the building, and thanks to Valo’s technology it wasn’t difficult to hear what was going on. She pressed one palm against the ground beneath her, and her other hand strayed to her weapon Magnhild. It was collapsed and attached to her belt, but ready to use if she needed it. It occurred to her that Valo would probably prefer it if she just sat back and observed unless intervening was absolutely necessary, but she was practically itching to dash out there and smash something. Just watching this kind of thing didn’t come naturally to her. But she did, for that moment in time at least. A young man, probably with LG, was already being attacked by some of the big man’s cronies. Vivi shifted her gaze to Leon as he spoke with the larger man. His words were pretty bold… he didn’t look scared in the slightest. Whether that was a pretense for the sake of those around him, or he was legitimately un-intimidated, she had no idea. Using Standard Build 2
*Str:45(59) *Dex:45(90) *Con:45(65) *Wis:45(61) *Int:45(82)
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Mar 7, 2016 19:59:25 GMT -5
"as the world falls apart around us, all we can do is hold on" | Valo's eyes narrowed as he watched what was going on. The situation was certainly escalating quickly, what with one of LG's own instigating things. More people began to jump out and get involved, and there was... an otter? The hell? For now, Valo remained crouched by the building, holding the microphone in their direction. It looked like either the big guy or LG would go at it until one side met their ends.
"We don't know what this guy's capable of yet," Valo spoke, noticing how tense Vivi was. "If we just jump in now, we're going to be at risk."
Not just that, but this guy was after LG for a reason. With his distrust of the other gangs within the district since the supply drop, he wasn't sure about what actions to take. Why was LG being targeted? Who was this guy? The district was all about survival of the fittest, and they couldn't just jump into every single fight as they came. They needed to at least see what this guy was capable of. If he wasn't tough, chances were Leon had it covered. |
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You thought the Elite were tough? Wait till you get a load of me.
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Post by Felix Lombardi on Mar 7, 2016 21:29:04 GMT -5
"You will BE QUIET!" Amadeo shouted at Ian as the boy continued to make his taunts. His tactics alone would have been enough to keep the two soldiers at bay, but the interference of the strange otter won the beginning of the fight. Ian's punch to the mandible floored the man on his left, and the man on his right would never get to have kids as his groin was ruptured, his stomach pulverized completely. Immediately, two more men charged at Ian from behind, while two others would charge at Ira from her left and right sides.
Amadeo's powerful gaze would fall upon Leon and the large man would rub the Lombardi ring he wore. Immediately upon doing so, everyone would suddenly feel the moisture in the air bear down on them even more harshly than before. The only one who would not seem to be affected was Amadeo himself. "You desire an explanation?" He asked, lighting his pipe and pressing it to his lips. "My name... is Amadeo. Amadeo Lombardi, and you and yours have wronged me. The life of my younger brother, Felix, was claimed..." turning around to face Ira, Amadeo would point his cane directly at her. "... by this woman. Blood begets blood, only in greater quantities in this particular instance."
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