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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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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Mar 14, 2015 3:29:31 GMT -5
Juelz' dodge was successful, and the ground cracked as the masked man landed. The door was about halfway open by now, so the two only needed to hold out for a little while longer. Ripping two hatches out from the ground, the masked man launched one at Juelz, and one at Levi, at high velocities. If the two managed to dodge, the hatches would rip into the walls, tearing them apart for several feet before they eventually stopped.
After the hatches were thrown, the door would be open just enough for the two to squeeze through. If they could brave the mist, they would be safe. Hopefully.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 14, 2015 3:34:03 GMT -5
Levi was glad he had given himself the buffer zone. As soon as he ripped the hatch up, Levi prepared for what came next. As soon as the man threw the hatch, Levi bolted for the now open door, the hatch still managing to hum by his head by only a foot, yelling to Juelz.
"It's open! Let's go!"
If Levi made it, he would take a deep breath just before entering the mist, his eyes scanning quickly, looking for something useful or interesting or, more importantly, an exit.
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets. Fuck outta' here."
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Mar 14, 2015 3:42:55 GMT -5
Another roll helped the empty teenager evade the bullet of a latch. Juelz kept the door in sight, so once opened, he knew what needed to be done.
Run with the fury of one thousand terrified women of caucasian origin.
As he darted for the false freedom, he took a deep breath of untainted air before allowing the mist to swallow him. Juelz regulated his breathing despite being so very exhausted. His lungs would more than likely explode due to the strain.
But fuck that overpowered masked guy!
Letting Levi lead the exploration, Juelz hung in the back and kept his senses sharp. Oh yeah, and if the door didn't slam shut behind them in cliche fashion, he'd search for a way to shut that bitch tight his damn self!
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Mar 14, 2015 3:49:51 GMT -5
The door would not shut on its own, but before he could close it, the giant did, shutting it so tight the two could never hope to pull it apart! Levi and Juelz would find they were in a hall of sorts that was mostly pitch-black. The only light source was at the end of said hall, and it was white and grainy. If the two would walk toward it, they would see a small man standing in front of a large set of four monitors. On the top left monitor, they would see Knuckles and Steven fighting a man in a mask, the top right would show Lexington and Alicia hiding from a man who was probably eight feet tall, the bottom left showed the Hollows' trapped in a chamber filled with water, and the bottom right showed Valo and Kenji on a pile of dead bodies. "So, you've finally made it this far... good." The hooded man turned to face the two, a hidden grin on his face. "There's no point in resisting the mist. You may not be inhaling it, but it is still making its way into your body."Slowly the room would begin to distort around Juelz and Levi, but the man made no hostile action yet.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 14, 2015 3:56:50 GMT -5
Levi could feel the effects of the mist taking effect, though at a much slower pace. It made sense that the gas could get in through the skin and pores in the human body. He listened as he quickened his pace towards the man who was at the very least orchestrating the horrid experiments happening to them and their friends. Levi brow furrowed as he walked at a brisk pace, not trusting his body to run straight enough for an effective charge. If he managed to make it to the man, Levi would speak quickly, as he tried to conserve what little air he had left before needing to inhale again.
"Who are you? Why are you doing this? Please stop..."
Levi would quickly clam up as the room just got a bit fuzzier and his lungs began to protest the lack of fresh air.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Mar 14, 2015 4:06:45 GMT -5
The horrors on the monitors did nothing to Juelz; he simply felt nothing. Why should he? They were all in the same situation yet these two managed to overcome every obstacle thus far. So what does that say about them, and what does that say about the others? But Juelz knew his partner was feeling some kind of way, hopefully he wouldn't do something idiotic so soon against this cloaked figure who seemed to play a larger role in all this. But if the Asian did go in a frenzy, Juelz wouldn't stop him; he simply couldn't do to lack of energy.
Letting Levi do all the talking for now, Juelz simply focused on gathering as much energy as he could for the potential final bout.
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Mar 14, 2015 4:12:05 GMT -5
With Levi closing the distance for him, the man would simply wait for the Asian to get close before slamming a hard fist into his stomach. The wind would be knocked out of him, which would force him to inhale the gas he seemed to fear so much.
"You two are the second pair to make it to the end of your trial. For this, I applaud you. I'll be honest, I was expecting the other Asians to be here, but alas..."
Unless Levi backed off, the man would throw him clear across the room, and his body would slam into a nearby wall. The mist would be taking its full effect, and the small man would grow in size and seem to be wrapped in shadows. He would resemble the very "demon" which brought the two here to begin with.
"Sen korku bilecek."
Without warning, he would dash in Juelz' direction, practically gliding, and slam a heavy hand down onto the man's forehead.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 14, 2015 4:20:19 GMT -5
"KU-HAH!!!!!"
Levi coughed up more than just air as the man's fist felt as if it has pierced his stomach. He would back off a few steps as he clutched his stomach, trying his best to keep it together as he drew in a deep breath of the black mist. If he remained conscious, he would try to seize the opportunity, as he went after Juelz, to find something at the man's console that could be useful, assuming he could see remotely straight.
Gotta....be something....
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Mar 14, 2015 4:39:52 GMT -5
Juelz' eyes opened wide as the miniature man morphed into the "creature" he saw that faithful night those unknown amount of days ago. He gave no initial reaction as Levi got struck. Juelz simply watched with wide eyes.
Was it fear? No, it was much more than that...
Blistering anger, seething rage, and the yearning for revenge.
As the shadow manipulator gliding in his direction, Juelz was ready with his mind set at the task at hand. When the fist descended down upon his forehead, he utilized his capoeira teachings to evade the strike with a Ginga flip to the side. Under situations such as these, he would attack the exposed arm with an empowered kick. But his slightly groggy mind drifted to the image of the rusted sword.
He wanted none of that shit!
Instead, he would gain some distance between himself and the shadow manipulator and taught "him"—in attempt to draw attention away from the snooping Asian at the computer.
"Come at me anyway you want it, bitch."
He beckoned with a wagging finger of confidence. Fuck the mist, fuck this monster, fuck everything. He just wanted to see this thing suffer!
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Mar 14, 2015 4:48:13 GMT -5
Levi would find nothing at the console but a bunch of symbols and words in languages he didn't understand! The few he could make out were in Japanese, but they simply seemed to be formulas he still would not be able to make any sense of. They became jumbled - and it looked like the console was taking the shape of a mechanical figure! It formed a fist and punched at Levi's nose!
As Juelz flipped away from the man and looked toward Levi, he would see the Asian pass out from the mist - even though it didn't really happen. He had to deal with an assault on the mind, as well as the body. Without letting up, the man would continue to charge toward Juelz, throwing heavy, obvious attacks until the man was worn out. The first of which was a hammer fist, slamming down at his forehead once again. The force would be enough to shatter the ground, and cause shards of the cement floor to shoot out in every direction.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 14, 2015 4:57:35 GMT -5
Levi instinctively swayed back, avoiding the punch, but also throwing his balance off as the distortions made it difficult to keep his senses straight at times. He stumbled back to regain his balance as he cocked an eyebrow at his new "opponent."
"Oh fuck you!"
Levi was beginning to get frustrated as he stepped in, his hands up as he treated the console like any other opponent.
"Let's go!"
As he came into range, he would throw a hard sidekick at the console, ready to defend against a counter should the amorphous computer defend itself again.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Mar 14, 2015 5:14:19 GMT -5
The attacks were so telegraphed, Juelz had second thought to reconsider his game plan. But time was of the essence and he was fighting against the clock. So a change in tactics was just something he couldn't do at the moment.
As he zoned the nightmarish creature, Juelz managed to evade the attacks physically while his indomitable will fended off the effects of the mist mentally. The blows were enough to shatter the floor, but that wasn't surprising and wouldn't catch him off guard this time. The continuous dodging brought Juelz to a sudden halt as the mist was starting to win. He staggered from side to side with groggy vision as he did his best to fight it.
"Fuck! Fight it, Malik! You got it, bro!"
He encouraged himself mentally just enough to thwart the grip to continue... If only a little longer. "You said this was a trial, yeah?" He asked the creature with uncontrollable breaths; this mist filling his lungs with each inhale. "You can shove this trial up your shadowy ass, fucker! You can't put terror into a man that knows no fear!" With that being said, he would use his final ounces of courage and strength to rush the large "man" with a flurry of kicks and punches.
Death didn't seem so bad right about now, yanno'?
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Post by Markus Eckhardt on Mar 14, 2015 5:20:41 GMT -5
To any regular onlooker, Levi would appear to be crazy, as he reeled back from a regular computer console, only to strike at it later. What he would see, however, was a mechanical "forearm" block the side-kick, and a full-blown mechanical "person" step out of the console. Its chest popped open, and wires shot out to wrap around Levi's elbows, knees, and throat. If even one was successful, he would feel as though his body was being electrocuted.
Juelz would find that, despite his indomitable will, the physical effects of the mist were immense. He may not have noticed, but his moves were slowed considerably, and the figure was able to black them all with relative ease. Its left hand would snatch at Juelz' head and hold him high into the air, and he would begin to feel a burning sensation where all of its fingertips would be planted. Over time, it would seem as though flames themselves were literally coursing through his veins, tricking the mind into believing it was setting on fire from the inside out.
"You will know fear. There is no way around it."
If Juelz did not resist, the pain would become to much, and he would pass out.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 14, 2015 5:38:27 GMT -5
"Jeezus!"
Levi would have been terrified if not for the distortions and disorientation he was having to focus his mind on. As he jumped back, the cords caught him, pulling him in and electrocuting him.
"AAAAAAHHH!!!"
Levi gritted his teeth as a thought crossed his mind as his body began to relax.
This can't be real!! This isn't real!!!
"THIS ISN'T REAL!!! YOU HAVE TO USE GAS TO BEAT ME!!?"
Levi would hold out for as long as he could, trying as hard as he could to convince himself that he was not being electrocuted, that the console was just a console. Would it work though?
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Mar 14, 2015 5:49:31 GMT -5
He screamed...
He Cried...
He felt the agonizing pain...
But fear was just something that would never break him.
As the tears of desperation trailed down his dirty cheeks, Juelz felt his eyes rolling back; the inevitable was no longer knocking on the front door, but kicking the forfeited door down. He accepted it...
"Hey, Malik..." A familiar voice called out to him. "You remember your promise, hmmmm?" The voice grew louder, fonder, warmer... "I want you to tell me you remember before you die, Malik."
"Yeah, I remember..." He retorted to the echoing voice.
"If you remember, then you can't die. You gotta' live past fifty-five, remember?!" The voice giggled.
"I kinda' have no say in the matter right now, sheesh... But it's been a good run. Now I can burn in hell with the rest of em'."
"So you're giving up then? Okay, that's fine. Whatever." Words drenched in sass; the same sass that drove him bat shit crazy all those years ago.
"HEY SHUT THE FUCK UP! IF YOU WERE HERE RIGHT NOW! IF YOU WERE GOING THROUGH WHAT I WAS GOING THROUGH! YOU WOULDN'T BE SAVING A FUCKING THING, LILA!!!!" He bellowed in response mentally which caused his mind to sharpen just enough to come back to his senses.
"Pffft, all talk. I promise you I could take this guy, easy peasy~" The voice continued to tease and it drove him crazy.
"I SAID SHUT UP, LILA!"
"Prove me wrong then. Show em' you ain't afraid of nothin', Mister 'Santana'..." The voice finally faded and Juelz' eyes opened so wide, his eyes threatened to pop out of the sockets. He couldn't move nor could he actually stop the full effect of the mind games, but he would respond to the spoken words one more time if this new found "strength" allowed it.
"AND THERE IS NO WAY AROUND YOU PUTTING FEAR IN ME, YOU FUCKING FREAK! I ACCEPT DEATH, I ACCEPT THE FACT THAT I'LL BURN IN HELL WHEN ITS ALL SAID AND DONE! BUT FEAR IS ONE THING I CAN NO LONGER ALLOW MYSELF TO FEEL OR ACCEPT!"
The pain and tears continued, but he made it known; probably for the last time; that fear ain't shit to him.
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