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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 Deleted on Feb 5, 2015 21:35:46 GMT -5
Coney Island. 7pm. While most businesses wound down for the night, the booths and amusements came alive when the sun sent down. Miri walked along the game booths, a couple quarters jingling in her pockets. Most of the game sharks let her play for free because she lived in the caravan town behind the amusements, just like the rest of them. She didn't want the prizes, and often helped bring in business by 'winning' right before a family put down money to try their luck.
Tonight, Miri wasn't interested in playing in games. Instead, she was people watching, sipping on a small soda from the corn dog stand. The man who ran it was like an 'uncle' to her, having grown up with her father in the southern tier.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 6, 2015 1:28:50 GMT -5
"This place kinds freaks me out."
"Uhh, it's a fuckin' carnival you nut. Why?"[/b][/color]
"I.. Don't want to talk about it, Eat shit, Shady."
"Haaah hahah.. What's wrong? Did a carney touch you when you were little?"
"I'm gonna touch you in a sec, bro."
"Jeez, you two act like your married.. Did I miss the damn wedding or somethin'?"
Austin's head would shake as he walked along, Bender and Shady close behind, shoving and punching each other in the arm as they argued back an fourth. There was never a dull moment when it came to the banter among the people Knuckles called 'friends'.
That longish dirty blond hair would be styled like always, slicked back and down. However tonight he wore a black baseball hat backwards. His Apex Warrior vest was worn over a white hoodie, a pair of black jeans hanging by two criss-crossed studded leather belts and those white sneakers finished the look. The two 'brothers' behind him wore similar garb. Bender was a little shorter than Austin, but on the huskier side. Shady was about Austin's height, but resembled thin man oddly enough.
His hazel hues peered around curiously. It had been a long time since he had been here, it was practically new to him again. He figured he had some time to kill, so why not screw around a little bit. Of course the first thing he was going to hit was the bb guns if he could find them. But that would be after he got a drink. Moving toward a nearby corn dog stand, he would approach pulling a wad of cash from his pocket, random bills he happened to have gathered during the day.
"Give me the biggest damn soda you have." His tone wasn't aggressive or mean, he had spoken with a smile and slapped a $20 dollar bill on his counter. He wouldn't even wait for change. Instead he would turn to head back toward his fellow gang members, his eyes catching sight of a black-haired girl as he turned. A wink was all he'd give her before he would walk toward Shady and Bender.
"You didn't get us one?!"
"Hell no, Get your own you lazy shitbag!"
"Bahaha.."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2015 12:00:22 GMT -5
Mireli saw the boys come up, towering like trees over the small girl. She stood holding her soda in both hands, sipping from the straw as she fixed them with her big blue eyes. She was dressed in a ruffly short patchwork dress in blues and greens, a brown button vest, striped leggings and boots. Her arms were covered in arm warmers, and hands in fingerless gloves. Her dark hair was down and covering her ears, but the style was interspersed with little braids and beads if you looked closely enough.
Miri blinked as the boy winked at her, not quite sure what to make of it. He didn't say anything, but then again neither did she. She glanced over at her family friend at the corn dog stand, who was marveling over the boy who paid 20 bucks for a soda. He ushered Miri back over, handing her the change for the transaction and pointing to the boy who was walking away, though Miri had watched the entire interaction.
She approached the trio, tapped the blonde boy on the shoulder and waited for him to respond before silently holding out his change, still sipping on her soda.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 6, 2015 17:46:03 GMT -5
Austin felt the tap on the shoulder and curiously turned to see whom had touched him. Turning somewhat quick, his right hand grasping the top of his soda cup, by the lid. Those hazel hues had been expecting to see someone but instead it seemed his soda was destined to hit near the side of the girls head, unless she managed to avoid it.
If it hit her, the lid would come off and his soda would fall out as he looked downward and realized there was a tiny girl holding money out toward him. He would stare toward his now empty cup and speak.
"Oh shit.. Didn't see you there.."
"Bahaha, you just poured that all over the midget's head!"
"Midget!? I'm outta here.. They freak me out too!"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 8, 2015 18:11:08 GMT -5
Miri cringed, but no sound left the small girl's mouth as the soda collided with the side of her head, carbonated beverage and ice crashing over her, drenching her clothes and dripping onto the asphalt.
The money in her hand got caught in the splash, she looked at the dripping dollars with an unsure look before offering it back to the boy who'd splashed her. "Your...change..?" She said uncertainly, it started off as a statement, but her tone turned upward at the last second, turning it into more of a question.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 9, 2015 12:00:38 GMT -5
Austin would blink toward the now wet female in front of him for a moment. He hadn't even realized he left the remainder of his change behind, the two tools behind him were rather distracting. To be honest, he was surprised that someone tried to return it instead of pocketing it. Turning, he would toss the cup toward a near by trashcan before wave her hand away with the cash.
"Ehh, I'm good.. Replace the clothes I probably just ruined. I don't need it, sweet heart."
Shifting his weight, he would glance back behind his shoulder at the other two, but they were gone. It seemed that had decided to wander off on their own for the time being. Austin would shrug as he returned his attention toward the girl that tried to return his money.
"You find it, you keep it right?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2015 12:10:27 GMT -5
Miri was starting to believe there were two types of people in New York. Mean people who stole her lunch money, knocked into her in the hallway, and vandalized the attractions here at Coney Islane, and the nice people who gave her rides home from school, protected her from the mean kids in school, and who gave her money when they knocked an entire soda on her head.
"Hmm..thank you." She said, her voice was small but clear. She put the money in her pocket, which was equally soaked. She'd need to go home and change soon before the winter cold got to her. In return, she offered the boy her soda, which was still mostly full. After all, she'd gotten hers for free, not that he'd know that. One of the perks of being a carnie kid. "Here," She licked her lips, tasting the drops of soda that still clung to her skin. "I think it's the same flavor."
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 9, 2015 12:32:03 GMT -5
Austin would hesitate at first when the girl offered her soda to him. He would eye it for a moment, before turning her eyes toward her just as she finished speaking. After a few seconds he would lift his hand and grab at the soda. There still seemed to be a decent amount left in it. He would smirk slightly and examine it as he spoke.
"You're not trying to date-rape me, are ya? Never know with strangers these days.."
Knuckles was clearly attempting to make a joke, he doubted that was the case. But a little teasing never killed anyone. He would shift his weight again sipping at the soda which she had just given him. And how lucky he was that it was the same kind he had spilled!
"What's your name, darlin'?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2015 13:54:10 GMT -5
"To what?" She asked, her head tilting to the side slightly, a look of pure confusion on her face. Such a term didn't exist in her little bubble, she knew what 'date' meant, but not the other part. Perhaps it was something related to dating. "I don't...know you well enough for that, I think." She said uncertainly, wondering why he was talking about dates. Was giving someone a drink akin to dating in the main world? Then people must be dating all the time here on Coney Island!
"My name is Mireli." She didn't offer a last name because she only used it on official records. The people of caravan village only used their first names, or pet names. Her name was Mireli, but she answered to a variety of things including 'Papin,' which meant 'swan' in her ancestor's dialect. "What is yours?" Good, she remembered to ask in return, she was getting better at these social interactions.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 9, 2015 15:55:52 GMT -5
It seemed his comment had flown way over this girl's head. Who was he kidding, looking at her he guessed that maybe she was in middle-school? A snicker escaped his lips as he shook his head. Something about her told him that communication might not be a strong suit of hers.
"My name is Austin..Thanks for tryin' to help. I'm surprised you didn't just take the money and run."
Knuckles would take another sip of his soda, glancing around the carnival village with a curious eye. He hadn't been here in a long time, but nostalgia from the early years was hitting him, eve if only hazy memories of it existed. Those hazel hues would glance toward the girl again before he spoke.
"You come here often?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 9, 2015 21:24:55 GMT -5
"Austin." She repeated, commiting the name to memory. Austin was also a city, wasn't it? She vaguely remembered going through Texas with the troupe as a child, it may have been one of the cities they stopped in. She wondered briefly if he'd ever been there, or if he'd been born there, and that was how he got his name.
"It would not have been right. The vendor, he is a friend of mine and asked me to return the change." Those were the most words she'd strung together all at once in quite some time, and she felt like she was babbling a bit. However, some of the kids at school babbled on for what seemed like hours with no breath. It must be so tiring to talk so much.
"I live here."
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 10, 2015 14:48:35 GMT -5
"You live...Here?"
Austin would glance around for a second before look back to Mireli. From what he gathered so far, this girl was a little off. But who the hell was he to judge? He shrugged. It wasn't as if he lived anywhere in the norm either. He had practically been spending every night at his gangs clubhouse for over a week now.
"Well, uhh.. Show me around. Call the cash paid service.. I haven't been here since I was a little kid."
Austin figured it wouldn't hurt to have a little company. At least she seemed quiet. He wouldn't have to listen to his friends bickering and complain the whole time at least. If she refused, he would shrug again and probably wander before meeting up with Bender and Shady again.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2015 15:24:13 GMT -5
"Show you around?" She asked, looking around them as well. She wasn't quite sure where to start, and what did he want to see? The main attractions? The caravan village? The underside, as they called it. Everything the normal customers didn't see.
"Okay, come with me." She waved him on, turning and walking into the crowd. She was small so it was easy for her to get lost between the hustle and bustle so she moved slowly so Austin could keep up. The soda was dry on her skin at this point, her skirt was still pretty wet but it wouldn't make her sick or anything to wait for a bit. After a minute of weaving between the food vendor stalls she paused, looking back and waving him through between two stands to the backside of the alleyway. She ducked past boxes of waffle bowls and cotton candy sugar to the backside of the main tent of the circus. She glanced about before turning to the left and behind where the animal cages were. She raised a hand to pat the camel and elephant as she passed, ducking into the backside of the tent where the flap had been propped up.
She held her finger to her lips in a 'be quiet' motion, passing various performers and women with big feather plumes on their heads, jugglers and a lion tamer who was adjusting his lapel. She moved past them all without a second glance, climbing a ladder that led to the scaffolding above.
She sat down on the scaffolding, the three rings lit up below them. The ringmaster was maybe a foot tall at best, maybe less. The sound still echoed up to them. She looked to him and smiled, kicking her feet gently. She'd clearly done this many many times before. "Free circus."
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 10, 2015 20:10:28 GMT -5
Mireli would agree to show Austin around, though it didn't seem like she knew where to go at first. But she must have figured it out because she had began to move. Austin would stick with her, maneuvering the crowds the best he could following her as she deviated from the conventional paths people normally took. To him it seemed she definitely knew her way around this place.
Eventually they entered the animal pens, before slipping under canvas into another tent. The finger to her mouth assured him that they weren't suppose to be here. Curiosity would get the best of Austin as he cast his gaze about the tent. Eventually they reached the scaffolding and Knuckles would follow her up the ladder.
Out of habit he glanced upward, completely forgetting she was wearing a skirt. Because of the man inside him, he totally wouldn't look away. Eventually they would get to the top and Austin would settle himself down as if nothing happened. She spoke about a free show and he smiled nodded.
"I don't remember what it was like.. Guess I don't have anything better to do. Should be cool, right?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 11, 2015 8:37:21 GMT -5
Miri hadn't even realized her faux pas climbing the scaffolding, and with his innocent look, it went completely over her head. She had leggings on, but still it mustn't leave much to the imagination. She grinned as she looked down on the show below, she had to have watched over a hundred shows this way with other kids from the carnival. It never got old to her.
The ringmaster introduced the first act: Elephants would strutted and posed and bounced beach balls on their trunks. Miri pointed to the one on the left. "That is Sveta." She pointed to the other three in a clockwise motion. "Benni, Maka, and Loxas. Loxas can be really stubborn sometimes." She pointed to the last one, who if you looked closely, could tell was stepping just outside of synchronization or hoisting the beach ball just a little too high. The conductor would give him a look but move on with the show.
After a couple minutes, the elephants left to be replaced by a quartet of acrobats. "That is a family act. Maura, Kent, and their kids Iggy and Dinah." Dinah appeared to be about their age while Iggy was a bit older. "Their youngest, Paulie, is sick and cannot perform today." She looked to Austin, trying to gauge if her narration of the circus was as good or bad thing. Did he like knowing the other story to the show, or did he just want to watch it in peace?
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