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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 `Alvari on Mar 22, 2016 3:07:18 GMT -5
 It had been a few hours after Kevin recieved one hell of a welcome to the big leagues from one Xaier McCain. The bastard even wanted Kevin to remember the name, and he did---vividly. It was stamped right into his brain, right where Xaier's heel connected against Kevin's temple in midair and put him to sleep long enough for him to miss lunch. So on top of Kevin's whole head THROBBING, he ached all over from getting his ass kicked across the school cafeteria. Then there was the part where Kevin almost got his ass blown off---Kevin still wore the same off-black tee that had the ends singed off in the back, along with his jeans that were charred near the seat. Every few steps, he had to grab the belt loops and readjust the waist so his jeans didn't fall off.
With clear aggravation in his eyes, Kevin walked the halls, feeling something like that girl who spent the night at some guy's house that she just met and had to take the walk of shame when she learned she couldn't stay. There was a while where he didn't quite know where limping legs were taking him. For a good while he just walked with nowhere to be, inside of his head. His first fight here...and he swung on the wrong person in more ways than one. The price was for Kevin to hold a big, smoking L that was bestowed upon him in front a significant amount of the student body. So much for gettin' it tight in juvie, he thought. It was shameful, really. There were a few moments where Kevin was baffled by the abilities that his opponent had...but even without the fire tricks, Kevin knew that he was all kinds of outclassed, outskilled and outmatched.
Kevin knew that he needed to do something to avenge his defeat...a few ideas came to mind, but one just seemed so incredibly audacious, so bold and potentially stupid that it was worth a shot at this point. He already came incorrect and punched a guy who hadn't done anything to him. The only thing worse at this point was to catch another assbeating. Kevin gingerly made his way down a hall, hit a corner, walked some more...
...and he unceremoniously beat down the door to the Pillars' office.
Macht Stärke Lexington Ira Defaire Kazuya Hikari
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Post by Lexington on Mar 22, 2016 12:02:54 GMT -5
Big plate of steaming hot nachos with shredded beef off to the left side of his desk closest to his left hand. On the right there was a Newton's cradle, the continuous 'click, click, click' repeated for what felt like forever. In front of Lexington there were two stacked binders and a few notebooks scattered across his desk. Behind the desk, the Big Man was sitting in his big comfy rolling chair. He brought his pipe up to his mouth and puffed on it four times. Aside from Lexington being in the room, there was a female student with him. A petite blonde, the same one who accompanied him to fight the Headmaster. This female had been assisting the second Pillar ever since they were in New York. She still took a liking to him and he had no problem with her tagging along wherever he went, he was a typical guy and as such Lexington was oblivious to the fact that this chick had the hots for him. "Hey girl, block up that door for me!" Lexington howled. Quickly, she ran over and shut his office door and made sure the bottom of the door was sealed. Lexington spun around in his chair and opened the window then took three more harsh puffs from his pipe before he set the instrument down by his nachos. Cherry still lit, he let the contents in the pipe slowly burn. After about ten minutes his throat began to burn a little and he coughed several times, but it quickly subsided. (Thank you 60 CON). Lexington usually wasn't one to smoke cannabis, but he was in his office and figured why not.
Lexington leaned forward in his chair to get a good look at his homework, he had to do a worksheet for his religion class. "This is sooo boring!" Lexington groaned. "Dude, you haven't even picked up the pencil" Stella said (Finally I figured out her name). Lexington turned his head to the side and looked at Stella "Oh my GOD, do you always have to act like a mom!" Lexington joked. "Don't take the Lord's name in vain, you wont like it!!" Stella exclaimed when suddenly both students heard the main pillar office door begin to bang and then it caved in. "OH FUCK WHAT WAS THAT" Lexington exclaimed. "DONT LOOK AT ME, YOUR THE ONE WHO PISSED OFF GOD!!" she yelled. Quickly, Lexington got up and took two strides towards his office door with Stella who also followed from behind. The Pillar barely let his office door open as he peered into the main pillar office, he saw a male student just standing there in the broken doorway. "False alarm, just another emotional student." Lexington opened his door wide enough so that Stella could squeeze through, he slammed the door shut behind him and finally approached the male student.
Lexington circled the student in a clockwise motion one time before he rested in front of him. "Tha hell bro?" Lexington said before he raised his right hand to point to the now broken pillar office door. "You know you're gunna have to fix that right?"
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Post by `Alvari on Mar 22, 2016 16:43:20 GMT -5
Oops...well, damn.
Apparently, Kevin didn't know his strength, or how to properly knock on a door. With rattled hinges and a busted frame, the door swung right open...and he was soon greeted by James Harden's ornery younger brother. It wasn't by much, but Kevin got the idea when he had to look UP to Lexington that he might have used a bit more force on that door than appropriate. Kevin stood there, favoring his right leg as he gave the Pillar the once-over, parted his lips, pondering on what he was going to say, and then he outright asked:
"...Yo, you got trees in there?"
Aaaaand he moved on before the big man could respond. "Y'know what- forget that, I got distracted." By weed. "Look, just bill me when it's time to graduate---I'm Kevin. Kevin Alvari. Freshman. I remember ya from the assembly, you was up front...you a Pillar, right?"
He'd do his best to get the smell out of his nose before he asked again.
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Post by Ira Defaire on Mar 23, 2016 8:04:01 GMT -5
i never told a lie, and that makes me a l i a r.  i never lit a match with intent to start a fire. `Alvari ,Lexington Ira was sick.
It was all because of some stupid asshole that decided to get it in with some bimbo-looking girl that Ira could probably use as a punching bag if she was mad. It hadn't been difficult to drown out any amorous noises that any of the other guys were making in the pillar office, but it was impossible to block out the noises completely. Thinking back made her entirely nauseated, and she woke up to a bang that was louder than Lexington banging hoes.
Thanks to the cold air circulating in her room, she became vilely sick, and remained in bed for the entire day. The sickness was accompanied by sleepiness, disheveled hair, and a very, very bad mood. She couldn't face doing pillar work (if she even had any), she couldn't face her homework and she confined herself in her room, forlornly googling crap.
The only exciting thing that day was the extremely loud and non- sexual noise that emitted from the entrance, and that motivated Ira enough to change from the teddy bear pajamas she wore to bed. Little strands of Ira's hair puffed up happily when she marched towards the entrance. When she reached, the only sign of acknowledgement she gave to Lexington and Stella was a contemptuous curl of her lips whilst she turned to Alvari. Her cheeks flushed and her eyebrows furrowed as she attempted to look intimidating. That, unfortunately, was extremely difficult when the person you are trying to intimidate towered over you and you had to strain your head just to look at them.
"Are you here to fight?" She asked mildly. "Because I'm ready to snap someone's neck brutally, and I hate to do it to the guy THAT KNOCKED DOWN MY FUCKING DOOR." |
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Post by Lexington on Mar 23, 2016 23:57:24 GMT -5
The kid seemed jittery to Lex, he also wasn't expecting this kid to be a freshman and have this kind of height, but freakier things have happened. Lexington committed the boy's name to memory and then his thought process was interrupted by Ira exiting her room in a not so quiet fashion, she looked unkempt and ill, not the good ill either. "Lexington Steel." He said to Kevin before he took two steps backwards. Stella still behind him, Lexington allowed Ira to easily brush by him. She immediately started unloading onto Kevin, going as far as asking him whether or not he was going to fight her. "Yeah Ira, actually I think he does want to fight with you. Why don't you show him what your made of." Lexington chimed in. He hadn't gotten a chance to see Ira fight, nor had Lexington seen Ira this heated either.
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Post by `Alvari on Mar 24, 2016 1:29:36 GMT -5
Big 6'6" muthafucka? Eh, no big deal. Little 5-foot-nothing ass female? Terror.
Kevin's introduction was met in similar fashion, although that was probably where the niceties ended. You see, Kevin's face noticeably changed when Lexington introduced himself---Kevin was still a teenage boy in high school that knew his way around the internet. Lexington probably heard this all the time, he had to. Unfortunately, Kevin just couldn't stop himself from his jaw lowering a bit in disbelief before a smile defiantly crept across his face. "Wait, wait, wait," Kevin spoke incredulously. "Lexington..." He'd snicker a little. He tried, he really tried to contain himself, but... "Lexington...fuckin'...Steel? Do ya...hahaha, do ya spell 'Steel' with a 'E' at the end, huh? Is it---hehehaaaa, is it Lex for short? I mean, it's good ya still want a education despite havin' a career fuckin' itty bitty ass whi---"
Ira inadvertently reeled Kevin in; her sudden appearance stopped Kevin right in his tracks if Lexington hadn't done it already. In an instant, that shit-eating grin (and all the color in his face) vanished, leaving the visage of a young man who was face to face with his worst fear. Kevin gave Ira the once over, which only made things worse for him. With every step she took, he retreated, raising his hands to display he wanted no part of this. "Hey, hey! W-w-w-w-wait a minute!" Kevin stammered as he backed into the closest wall. "Y-yo, I don't f-f-f-fight women, I-i couldn't touch a-a-a girl!" There was a moment where Kevin considered what he just said. "I mean, I, uhh...I touch girls, b-b-but not i-in that way, ok!?"
...Cue music.
"L-look, it's a whole buncha shit goin' on," Kevin continued as he made a desperate attempt to get back on track. He came here for a reason, and so far all he got out was that he could smell weed and that he absolutely SUCKED around girls. "I just got into a fight with a guy, and I need a favor! I need a favor from the Pillars so he can get his ass kicked!" In that moment, Kevin began to stand upright and stopped favoring the leg that Xaier kicked from underneath him. He took a breath, took another, looked Lexington in the face and began. Hopefully, they hadn't written him off by now as asking for hired help or something.
"Prior to here, I got locked up...ran with some gangbangas, wanted to be a tough guy, paid for it. I went to juvie and I took care of myself, for the most part." There was a part in there that he couldn't avoid in his mind; there was a moment where he broke eye contact, living in that moment in his memory before pushing it back to the mental corner where it was before. "I got out, found out I was comin' here. I figured I could handle my own long enough to survive. But I just..." Kevin looked to the floor, pursing his lips in frustration and shame. "...I just got my ass kicked by a guy who I THOUGHT was talkin' shit! He didn't even want problems and he made me look like a fuckin' fool!" Admitting it made him furious as the back of his fist collided into the wall he stood in front of, his bottom lip shaking. "If a guy who didn't even want a issue could fade my ass...what's gonna happen when somebody who actually wants to hurt me shows up? Am I even gonna be able to cut it? My goal was to not get my shit kicked in...now I can't tell if I'm even gonna survive." His gaze turned back up to Lexington, passing over Stella and then to Ira. He vaguely recognized her, too...for a second, Kevin couldn't bring himself to look her in the face, but he forced himself to. "That's why I need a favor...
"...I wanna learn how to fight better. I wanna learn how to fight like the four best kids in the school can. Teach me somethin'."
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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 24, 2016 2:07:38 GMT -5
 Sitting at his desk inside his room, Kazuya had finally managed to get the rest of his stuff moved from the dormitory room he had been assigned to upon arriving at the school initially, into his personalized dormitory in the Pillar office. Having taken only the bare minimum he needed to the apartment room he had rented temporarily, at least until everything had settled down with his extremely turbulent relationship, for the most part, he had returned to his room in the boy's dormitory and grabbed the rest of his belongings, before quickly hightailing it to the Pillar's Office, since access to his dormitory required a key card, which only he had. At first, he had outright ignored the smell of weed that drifted into his room, until he couldn't take it 20 minutes later and slammed his window open to get some fresh air in, though fat lot of help that did, as he ended up being double teamed by the smell from the outside. Proceeding to slam the window shut and returning to his desk, he returned to working on his assignment, headphones over his ears, effectively blocking out the sounds of the door being ripped off the hinges, Lexington have a soiree for two in his room, and Ira screaming bloody murder... that is, until he heard the sound of a dull thump come from the wall behind him.
His head jerking upwards, he would turn his head slightly to look behind him, one eyebrow raised in mild perplexity. Pulling his headphones off, music blasting away as he left them on top of his desk, he would stride over to the door of his room and pulling it open, would poke his head out through the gap, immediately noticing the mini gathering in the main office. Stepping out of his room, closing his door behind him, clad in just a black tank top and pants, and his usual pair of shoes, he would stride over to the others, giving Lexington a nod of acknowledgement, before stopping just slightly behind Ira, as he would fold his arms across his chest. Staring past the guy that wanted fighting lessons from the four Pillars apparently, at the broken door, hanging on by just one bolt to the door hinge, Kazuya would just face palm internally. Not even a month at the new school, and already they needed to replace something. If Ira wanted to fight the guy, then he would let her, by all means, but they could probably do without being on the six o'clock news for murder.
"If you want to learn to fight better from the four of us at all, you'll have to show us what we're working with first. I'm not going to teach anything unless I know the level of skill of the person I'm dealing with first." |
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Post by Ira Defaire on Mar 26, 2016 10:13:05 GMT -5
 | i've never told a lie, and that makes me a liar For a moment, Ira relished the idea of smiting Alavari in his dick and leaving him to his own devices, but his random stammering was enough to shatter through her furious demeanor into a rather evil one. The boy before her was angry; that much she could see, but one thing was crystal clear to Ira--she didn't want a student, much less someone that desired to be stronger out of a broken ego. However, she knew she would never verbalize it, and hence, a slow smile broke through her originally stunned expression. "I'll teach you!" She blinked sweetly at Alvari, a perfect picture of innocence. "You'll be super strong and I'll push your natural energy out of you, as long as you listen to what I have to say, and obey without hesitation." She dimpled even more sweetly and took a somewhat threatening threat towards the hulking man. "Don't worry, I don't bite." She promised, the bright smile on her face starting to place a strain on her facial muscles. much. | i never lit a match with intent to start a fire |
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