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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 Markus Eckhardt on Feb 9, 2015 23:07:24 GMT -5
Austin would find, looking into the hole, like it was a sort of keyhole. After he inserted the "pen", he would hear a click, and the two would begin to hear a rumble. The wall with the mirrors would begin to shift loudly, sliding back along stone in the center. Then, in the middle it would split, revealing a narrow walkway riddled with corpses. Near the center, the two would see another two people dressed in rags similar to theirs, a large man and a smaller woman. It seemed they'd stepped on a trap system of some sort, as they were now hanging from the ceiling, ten feet up, upside down.
"Help us! Please!" The woman shouted. "No! Get out of here! Leave us, it's too dangerous! The floor - there's traps!" The man followed.
It would seem that there were traps all along the floor that were being covered by the bodies.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Feb 9, 2015 23:57:23 GMT -5
The scene that greeted Steven was sickening. Not from the gore, this place was dulling that. No he was sicken by those trapped and without seeing and intimidate way to help. If the floor was indeed trapped as said Steven couldn't risk it, one without options and two without information.
"Just hold on."
Steven would shout up to the two trapped people. Key in hand he would then turn and jog over to the door that was still in the room that he and Austin was in. Steven would try it to see if it was open, if was not he would try with the key he still had. If that worked he would look inside for a moment before closing it and locking it once more. Regardless of if it opened or not, Steven would jog back, pain in his side but not caring. Looking up at the guys once more.
"Alright, need to know everything about these traps that you noticed. Where they pressure plate, are they on the whole floor or random. Give me anything you can think off and just keep talking."
Steven would say turning his back on the two of them and looking over the room. There was the gore, the hanging corpse, the shelf on the wall. The bed that he had found the scalpels by. Already plans to bypass traps of most kinds were forming in his mind. Hopefully Austin didn't just run in recklessly.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 10, 2015 0:12:33 GMT -5
Austin was almost stunned by the fact that it worked and it was like the wall opened the way for them. However he noted all the bodies and the two in the center before they were hoisted up into the sky. Austin would glance toward Steven and let him do the talking. He wasn't the smartest guy in the world, but he thought if they were pressure plate traps of some kind, throwing something should set them off.
He didn't really care about the two now caught in a rope trap. His goal was to make it out himself. With or without Steven. Too many people would slow the whole damn process down. Moving back toward the shelf as Steven went about his thing, Knuckles would swear under his breath as he tucked his metal bar underneath his armpit and grabbed at a couple of the severed limbs about.
Moving back toward the hallway, whether or not Steven realized what he was about to do, Austin would take a couple steps back from the door just in case before throwing a limb near the entrance to the hallway to see what happened.
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Feb 10, 2015 0:15:24 GMT -5
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Feb 10, 2015 0:21:59 GMT -5
Steven would find that the other door did, indeed, open. It seemed to be a hallway, but it was too dark to make out any details. At the far end of it, there seemed to be a light, and a draft.
As Austin threw the limb, the two people tied up flinched, expecting something terrible to happen. however, it landed on a body, and didn't seem to set anything off. It would seem Austin didn't throw anywhere near a trap, so all he would know was there was no trap right there.
"We were planning an escape, and someone - one of the guy's - he just booked it. He stepped on something and everyone, they just died! We got caught in this, and now we're basically dead too. So just go! There's no point in helping us!" "You're our only hope! Please, don't go! PLEASE!"
The woman's screams would be loud and painful to bear on anyone with a conscience.
"If you wanna help, get a blade over here so we can get out. But don't try to come into the hall, you will die!"
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Post by Steven Rosett on Feb 10, 2015 0:29:30 GMT -5
Steven would watch Knuckles method of finding a trap and would smirk, at the words that the pair said. Don't enter the room but get them a knife. That would be throwing it which would be stupid they could just end up hurting them, hanging as they were catching something did not seem like it would work.
Steven would back up, and grip at his side. He was going to regret this, it would hurt. But he would put pressure on his side in order to try and prevent the wound reopening and then he would build up what speed he could and throw himself after the thing Knuckles had thrown.
The idea land on the body, getting closer. Then throw the plank even closer, and bit by bit test the floor for traps before jumping to them. Once he reached the people, if he reached them he would turn to Austin.
"The knife throw it to my feet."
Steven would say, and hope he did as asked. If he did Steven would pass it up, he may not use it but the other could cut themselves free with it. Steven would try his best to catch them and pull them to his spot. So as to not let them trigger any more traps.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 10, 2015 0:49:47 GMT -5
"Well.. That didn't do shit."
Austin would glance toward Steven and shrug, before stepping out of the way and scratching at his head. He would then watch as Steven began to run he would. Side stepping to get out of the way.
"You're not really going- Oh shit, he jumped.."
Your funeral, kid.
If Steven managed to make it, then when he asked for the knife Austin would give a heave and try to toss it toward Steven. Maybe his feet. He didn't always have the best aim.
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Feb 10, 2015 0:51:12 GMT -5
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Feb 10, 2015 1:08:48 GMT -5
Steven would have a long jump, and luckily, it would seem he was able to land on a body that had already triggered a trap, and Austin's aim was also impeccable. Steven would be able to catch the knife, and the two would be cut down quickly. He would be able to catch the girl, but the guy was too heavy, and instead opted to fall and land on a body below him. The woman, crying and broken, would move to hug Steven tightly, while the man tried to regain his footing.
"Thank you, so much. But you didn't need to do this. I'm Leon, this is Ashley." "Come on - we have to get out of here!" "Wait, wait - did one of you find a key?"
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Post by Steven Rosett on Feb 10, 2015 1:16:14 GMT -5
Steven would catch the girl and let her hug into him. She was obviously scared and thankful. With how dark the event leading to this place had been for Steven. Saving the girl was a light against that darkness. He held onto that light.
"I found a key, and it opens a door back in that room into another hallway. But we also have that knife. It was the key that got us into here. Maybe it opens the door father down this room. Either we head back that way and try the other hall or we risk going farther down this one."
Steven would say loud enough so that Austin could here him as well.
"Austin, which way do you think?"
Steven would ask before adding something else.
"Either way, the bed in that room, it could be used to set off traps in front of use if we pushed it ahead of us. If it's bolted down, you might want to see if you can break it free before we make a choice."
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 10, 2015 1:26:04 GMT -5
"I have no idea man.. Lemme try the bed."
Austin would give a sigh as he moved back toward the bed. He would try to move it with his free hand. If it didn't work, then he would straighten himself up and begin to kick at it a few times to see the results of his work. Whether it was free or he got it free, Austin would bring it toward the entrance of the hallway by dragging it.
At that point he would stand and cross his arms. He supposed he would have to push it across regardless of which way they went, if they wanted to get across the floor anyways. He would glare toward Steven as he began to try and push the bed down the hall by force. Cringing for anticipation of what might happen.
"I swear to you, If I die.. I'm gonna haunt you for the rest of your damn life, Steven."
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Feb 10, 2015 1:27:05 GMT -5
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Feb 10, 2015 1:48:46 GMT -5
Austin would find that the bed would be able to roll, but getting it over the bodies would be a pain in the ass. He would be good for the most part, but a little over halfway to the others, the bed would catch an exposed tile, and a blade would rise up from the ground, cutting the bed directly in half and rendering it no longer usable.
Ashley panicked, but Leon got up to act. "Give me the keys. I'll get to the door, you help your friend get over here. Ashley, stay here." If Steven gave him the keys, he would roll spare limbs down the hallway to the door. If there were no traps along the way, he would follow, sort of leaving a trail of blood for the others to follow.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Feb 10, 2015 2:02:21 GMT -5
As Ashley panicked Steven would hold her still, so that she wouldn't go falling and knocking either of them in to traps that could be around him. Then Steven would hand Leon the keys. He would have to trust them. He hope the fact he just saved there lives would mean something.
"Austin, just stay calm."
Steven would say loud out to the man before he had chance to loss it and make a foolish movement. The bed had let him get half way without risking the blade. The bed had served it's purpose. Steven had just hoped it would have lasted longer then it had.
If Leon plan to create a trail of blood lining no traps. Steven would turn and gently place Ashley at the head of that path.
"Stay calm walk slowly, and follow him."
Steven would tell her before turning back to Austin.
"It's half the distance I had to make, and I have a hole in my fucking side. Jump and I'll grab you."
Steven would say gesturing for Austin to try and jump to him. With an arm out stretched to try and grab him.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 10, 2015 2:15:15 GMT -5
"And I'm suppose to trust you to catch my ass!?"
Austin was really tempted to just go and try the other door. But instead he would brace himself for what he was about to do. Hopefully he would make it by in one piece. Taking a deep breath, Austin would attempt to jump across on his own. If he didn't think he would make it then he would reach toward Steven's extended arm.
This was all way more then he bargained for. He had just wanted to release a little steam on the subway car and now he was who-knew-the-fuck-where. Hopefully Lady luck was on his side.
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