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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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Metuo [Invite]
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Post by Steven Rosett on Feb 10, 2015 17:37:11 GMT -5
Steven would feel his mind becoming distorted by the mist. His father and cousin, vision that he never wanted to see. However this time he would not fall for them. Steven would open his eyes, as the vision would not stop anyway and see the others start to charge. BEfore hearing Ashley fall to the floor behind him.
Steven would rush to her side, and check her vital, before forcing himself to try and a quick attempt at CPR. Then he would turn and look at the darkness.
"Any test you have test me. Let her go."
Steven would shout at the man, ignoring his mind as he returned to try and keep her alive. He had saved her, he would save her, he had to save her. He didn't even care any more. They didn't deserve this.
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 10, 2015 19:11:11 GMT -5
Austin swung and the guy caught it. He felt four sharp peircing pricks and then things began to warp. There it was, his father again. Only this time he looked completely broken, like he guessed he would have when he got hit on his motorcycle. And then the darkness would swirl and take the form of his mother as well. Austin's face would visibly change. Only one other person knew the truth about Austin's mother now. And it was coming back to haunt him again.
The bullet hole was apparent in the middle of her eyes, bits if brain matter oozing out. If he could see the back of her head he imagined there wouldn't be any skull left. He felt something pulled from his grasp but he was trapped within his own mind. His knees gave out from under him and he dropped to he knees.
"Ff- I-I shouldn't have.. killed you, ma.."
Knuckles would begin to shake, unaware of what he had spoken aloud. His eyes had dropped toward the ground to try and avoid looking at his dead parents. When he looked up, he saw the creature from the subway train. Eyes widened as his expression changed into one of rage and aggression.
"Why!?! WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!?"
Lifting his left knee to place his foot flat, Austin's fists would tighten as he tensed his muscles and roared out as he kicked off the ground with his left foot, from his crouched position. The disturbed teenager lunged his left arm straight out for the creatures midsection before trying to rocket his second in and over-hand toward it's head.
The memories of his parents had tapped rage he kept locked inside. He may be successful, or he may fail. He did not care though. Austin was fighting 'blind', his will to survive pushing him fight against the impossible.
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Feb 11, 2015 1:35:23 GMT -5
While Austin was being pained by illusions, the hooded creature would step over to Steven. A cold hand would be placed against his forehead and he would begin to feel his energy being drained again. The creature's face was mere inches away from his own, and it would simply watch as the man would eventually slip into unconsciousness. As far as Steven was concerned, he'd passed all of his tests, so he would not have to deal with this hell any longer. At least, not tonight.
While it was busy with Steven, Austin would be able to get the jump on the creature, being able to strike it in the ribs and then its face, sending it flying down the chamber. Austin would feel a strange burst of strength, and a burning feeling in his chest. The creature would begin to chuckle, floating back to its feet.
"You have pleased us."
The creature would float toward Austin, sending a powerful palm strike toward his chest. If it struck, his body would feel heavy, and he would fall to the floor, unconscious.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Feb 11, 2015 1:43:22 GMT -5
Steven couldn't resist, his strength was draining away. He desperately as it faded tried to help the girl. To do compression on her chest that could if he was lucky really lucky keep her blood pumping. He could not, he didn't have the strength to push hard enough.
"Noooooo."
His voice trailed off and he slumped down head landing on the now doomed to died girls chest.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 11, 2015 1:57:15 GMT -5
H-Here it comes!
Austin was doing his best to keep it together, his head was swimming. It felt like someone had slapped him with a 1000 tabs of acid and it all soaked in at once. But he had managed to make contact, twice! If he was careful, he could do it again. He knew he could. And as the wraith like creature came in and struck out with arm, Knuckles tried to react as quickly as he could.
You don't scare me..
His left arm lifted and swiped left, angled so that he could try to slam the palm of his hand into the creatures wrist and clamp down as he pulled it more to that side. His right hand would be thrown in a hooking fashion to try and catch it's face.
"YOU DON'T-
And as it passed, he would try to tug it back the other way and back hand it's head from the opposite side. If he made it that far, he would try to go farther. Stepping back and tugging at the arm, he would try to swing the thing into the nearest wall face first.
"FUCKIN' SCARE ME!"
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Feb 11, 2015 2:02:24 GMT -5
Austin's combo would all land, and with each strike his strength would amplify and the visions would grow greater. He struck the creature's face, and it would take it. The backhand that followed, it would not fight. When he went to tug at the arm and launch it into a wall, however, he would be surprised. He would be able to force it to move, though the one being thrown would be Austin.
Before he could let go, the creature shifted its arm in abnormal ways so that it could grab Austin's forearm, and with a mighty heave, he would be sent flying into a wall with enough force to kill the average man. Austin, however, wasn't the average man.
The pain would be enough to snap Austin back to reality. Despite the mist, he would see the man who did this too him. The man would kneel in front of Austin and remove his mask, though the shadows in the room hid his face.
"That is why I chose you, Huntsman." The man smiled, before delivering a crushing punch to the head that would knock Austin out if it connected.
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 11, 2015 2:27:58 GMT -5
As each punch connected, hos confidence had grown. He could feel the strength in his attacks. He felt great. He was fighting fear and winning! At least that was what he had thought until he tried to throw the creature, only to have it's arm warp and bend, grabbing his own arm. He was the one flying now and soon he felt his body crash into the wall. Everything went blank for a moment. All the air knocked from his lungs.
He lay upon the ground, groaning at the pain he felt. As much as he had wanted to fight back, he was so sore. His body felt so broken at the moment, he wouldn't be able to resist anymore. The creature was gone, replaced by the masked man who removed said mask. Knuckles was unable to identify him.
His words, they were haunting. Austin still didn't understand why or what he had been chosen for. And he wouldn't get to inquire more either, because he received a vicious punch to the face and went limp. The blackness an odd comfort now after everything he had just experienced. This night would surely stick with him until he was on his deathbed.
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Feb 11, 2015 20:41:53 GMT -5
Austin and Steven would wake up at home in their beds, clothed from the neck down, as if they'd just gotten out of a terrible nightmare. Any physical pain they thought they'd experienced, it was gone, but neither would be able to shake the feeling of dread. The blood, the bodies, Leon and Ashley, it would all feel real.
Whenever they got up, the two would find that they were, indeed, okay. The could walk normally. Austin would have his sight back. However, the moment they looked at their bodies, they would find that the scars remained. The stitches were all there. Austin particularly would feel a strange sensation in his head, but it would fade in only a moment.
In their doorways, the two would find folded notes slipped underneath, and on their floor. Once they opened them, they would find a single word, written in blood:
METUO
--- Steven: +2 Exp Strange Tattoo: +3 Wis
Knuckles: +2 Exp Reaper Implant: Gives the user +10 str for one post per 10 int, once per thread.
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