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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.
Full Story Here.
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Marcelis' Apartment: 3G (Day by Day)
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Post by Marcelis on Feb 9, 2015 14:47:14 GMT -5
DAY 8 (After first day of school)
**He sits in front of his computer, and awakes it from sleep mode. He popped up a window as text appears as a form of a hello. It was connected to a Mr. Quinn. Marcelis, he was the name Mr. Jacobs. After a simple hello himself he began to type to "Mr. Quinn"
I got a new job which is weird... to look up information about the Riot Gang.
Riot gang? Hmm... Sounds familiar.
They seems to be a big thing... but they are underground. Maybe trying to still build forces?
Well if they are, they not under any radar that I know of...
If they pose a threat, I may have to bring them up to Wonderland...
Do you really think that is necessary?
Maybe Wonderland knows about them already?
Maybe... Maybe not? Potential Threat?
I doubt that they would not have someone on their radar that could be a potential threat?
I am doing some searches today on my rig... Proxy servers of course.
And I won't use Wonderland's connections, I don't want them to be involve until I speak to them directly.
Probably the best option. Anything comes up?
I get a few hits online... Bunch of clipping about the recent attack on 552. The article is very brief. Cops came in yada yada...
Brief? That sounds weird... That should be a big thing right?
Shit, does New York City not care about their schools? Can that be because of the Riot Gang?
Well that is some clout... Well, we have that power to but still...
I'll check it more after I get more information on the field. Later Quinn.
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**A man fixes his glasses on his face as the log out appears on the screen. A couple of key strokes and he too does the same. He looses the top button on his shirt as he slides away from his PC. He sighs loudly and leans back into the ceiling, the light shines in his eyes as he blocks with his hand. He places the same hand on his face as he speaks through it, a deep, rich voice came out.
"Be careful out there... Mars"
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Post by Marcelis on Apr 6, 2015 18:57:48 GMT -5
DAY 13 Just getting in from long walk"Shit man... Shit shit!" **Marcelis throws his jacket into his couch, He was mad. He just found out his friend was murdered and it was nothing he can do about it... Nothing. He sat down with is hands buried into his face as he wanted to do something... Hit something... to Scream about it but sadly won't bring him back. He was angry, and maybe this anger just might cause him to do something stupid. Yeah, something stupid. He actually went to the closet and grabbed some clothes. He felt that going out be good for him... Maybe getting into something just might get his mind off whatever he might be thinking. Throwing on his jacket on, he looked back at his apartment he spoke out loud "Sorry man, I kinda cheated... but thanks for the puzzle." **He slammed the door behind as he left. He heard about a Raver happening around the docks, maybe he can blow off some steam there...
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Post by Marcelis on Apr 8, 2015 18:11:12 GMT -5
DAY 16 (Half way packed, home from school) ~Well that was eventful!~**Marcelis plops into his couch as looked up into the ceiling. Something came about that little quest. Mostly all the things that happened. The pink haired-girl, Ecko's hacking which saved the day. And also someone got stabbed... well... Eventful "And I got a little present for participation... Cute." **The ring was generic but functional. And hitting people in the face with a ring on normally hurts more so, its a win-win. Maybe he will get involved into more stuff into the future... Maybe... But for now, should get some food... |
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Post by Marcelis on Apr 18, 2015 12:22:08 GMT -5
~I should just leave, If I sit here anymore, I am going to get more upset. Just... start walking Marcelis and don't stop.~**He was pacing around his apartment for a while now. His body felt restless, he was sitting in front of his RIG, where he said the picture of one of the Terry and his fallen body on the car. He was thinking about going to the same spot where he was going to see if he could get anything from it. But he knew, that getting involved would make somethings difficult for him and Wonderland. He went back to the screen and pressed some keystrokes to get to turn off. Stood up staring at the clock he recently bought and saw it was rather early in the afternoon, maybe he should get out. Stressing himself wasn't going to help anyone. And Terry should be remembered in a different way. He looked at some clothes on the couch as he spoke out loud... "Maybe, I should just find a hobby... Terry had plenty, just to keep his mind active and ever learning right? First the stupid puzzles... and now..." **Getting dressed quickly, he felt that something could cheer him up... Why not try something new? Something different... Just... Something. He walked out the door to the open city what he brings back, he may never know.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 13, 2015 7:52:03 GMT -5
Alioth waked towards the apartment building with an address in her hand and in her regular school uniform. In her hands she held a bag full of home good stuff; fabrics for any drapes, a few kitchen supplies, and her sewing kit. Looking around for the room number she thought about how she got her job in the first place. On the Internet of course. Though she didn't know how her employer set up a vide connection, she got the address, and a possible job too, so she didn't mind. Finally finding the room, Alioth knocked on the door and patiently waited to see if the resident was inside.
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Post by Marcelis on Sept 30, 2015 8:29:16 GMT -5
.:OOC:. I am terribly sorry about the delay... I plan to keep in touch and also active for now on, I hope we can continue role-playing together. .:IC:. **A door opened, not the opened but another one that was down the hall. An African American man came out, cigarette in his mouth. He was like double the girl's size and he had scars on his face. He was quite intimidating man on a first look. Stepping out into the hallway, he noticed the girl instantly... She was rare sight in this part of town. And for good reason; in a place like this you are not allowed to have nice things. Casually walking up he put his hands into his pockets as she spoke to her dropping his shoulder on the wall only a few away from her. "You looking for someone sweetheart... Maybe I am able to help?"@animata |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 5, 2015 12:21:14 GMT -5
OOC: no problem! Irl stuff is more important then this, so take your time!' Alioth's eyes widened as she saw the tower of a man come out of the room and into the hallway, looking lean and relaxed, and sure as hell intimidating. Her legs trembling slightly, Alioth began to wonder if she was in the right place at all. She mustered up her courage and nodded her head. "Er...yes. I'm looking for someone at this address?" She said meekly, holding out a piece of paper that she had wrote down after reading the message Marcelis |
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Post by Marcelis on Oct 5, 2015 17:00:50 GMT -5
**The solid looking African American man snickered a bit as he saw the fear in her eyes. He actually enjoyed her look, and relish that he had a feeling of superiority of her. By his demeanor he was trying to be polite but he knew damn well what he was doing. And by inserting such control he made many people do his bidding or in one way or another bent to his will. His eyes trailed down her lithe frame as he saw the piece of paper. His eyes were hungry, like a predator sitting in the tall grass. It can almost be seen, him licking his lips anticipating when he could or would jump on and strike. He reached over gentle and pulled the paper out her small hand as he saw the address and number... He knew it matched Mars' place which she was standing in front of. Another snicker left his lips as he spoke again. "Ah ah... yeah yeah. The white boy who just moved here. I think ya just miss him darling. And he be gone for HOURS to god knows I don't know. I mean what are you like... fourteen? You should not be out here like this. Maybe you can wait, at my place."**He peeled himself off the wall as he stood straight up and looking down at her, his size may seemed to have increase it seems due his poor posture slightly improved. "Till he comes back of course..." |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2015 21:31:02 GMT -5
Alioth nodded gratefully at the man's offer and brushed off some dirt off her skirt. Gathering up her materials she had brought and oblivious to the predatory look on the man's face. She felt pretty trusting about the man, even though she had just met him, and given the odds of the circumstances as well. "Thank you sir! My name's Alioth, nice to meet you!" She said cheerfully Marcelis sorry for the pause |
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Post by Marcelis on Oct 20, 2015 17:27:43 GMT -5
**Too trusting, too forgiving. Maybe naive is the word that could be used, but she never known despair. Should she? A pure girl like her? She went to public high school 552, that had to count for something right? She wasn't a delinquent or had any mental problems... She was just at the wrong place for a person like her. An angel among a bunch of demons, cutthroats and lunatics. Is that a bad thing, would not know, but in any case why should it be so that she should fall to this fate? To be hurt by a man that doesn't care about her safety? To possibly have terrible things to make her do in the future? Maybe even drug her up, start her early, she won't work the corners. Too young too sweet, she would make house calls. She wouldn't fight back, why would she? She would need money for her father. Mars would think she wasn't serious and moved on... And she would be lost forever. Only... If Mars didn't opened the door the moment the man wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "The fuck are you doing Reggie... She is with me." **Reggie stopped cold as the voice came behind him. Marcelis walked out into the hallway, no shirt and his hair looking a little more straight than usual. He was wearing gray sweatpants and fuzzy dog slippers with ears. Gray and black to match the outfit? Or lack there of. At this moment, Reggie slowly slipped his arm away from her shoulder as he turned around to face him. He was taller than Mars, even had a bigger build... So of course he wanted to show his size and throw it around when he needed to. He looked him up and down as he spoke out to him. "I was only... Trying to get to wait somewhere till you came back... Didn't know you was home."**Marcelis fixed his posture, making it seems like he grew like 3-5 more inches as he spoke to back to him. "Again... I say, she is with me. Don't you ever touch or talk to her again... Trust me, you don't want to know the consequences... Now... Little miss, you are here for your job interview?" .:OOC:. @animata I hope you didn't forget about this thread lol Again, sorry. |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2015 7:05:37 GMT -5
Alioth was about to go with the man when another figure came out. This one was the right one, the one that Alioth chatted with on the computer. She flinched when The man whom she had internet chatted with put his arm around her shoulder, and she tensed up, her eyes moving back and forth nervously. The man that greeted her, whom she had found out his name was Reggie, seemed anxious, nervous , maybe even scared really. And it was no surprise why. The Man had a certain intimidating vibe from him, and even though he was in his pajamas, it was like he was a natural predator, waiting to strike, to kill. Reggie backed up, and Alioth turned her head to nod it when the man asked her about a job interview. “yes sir. I’m here for the job interview” she repeated, giving a smile Marcelis no problem! |
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Post by Marcelis on Oct 28, 2015 18:31:09 GMT -5
.:OOC:. Sorry if I confused you with my text. Reggie was the one who put his arm around you, leading to his apartment but I like the way you described Mars haha. @animata .:IC:. **Reggie let go of the young woman as he took a step away, back peddling towards his apartment. He put his arms up trying to seem timid and defenseless to what he was TRYING to do. Marcelis knew exactly what would happen if he allowed her to go with him... But she seems so oblivious to that. That innocence is something precious... How long could he actually protect her from something or to be on point, someone like Reggie. Well in his eyes, maybe he didn't really care to. She was just his maid, until further notice. He wasn't her father... But he was like most of the Wonderland members, they don't like it when something involved with them is tampered with. Reggie using his right hand opened the door and casually walked in, he flashed another smile toward Alioth before going into his abode. Now left in the walkway was a half-naked Marcelis and his possibly future employee, Miss Algol. He released a small grin as he opened the door to his own apartment as he used his left hand to lead into it. Keeping his grin, he spoke this his calm, smooth voice, contrast to the tone he had with Reggie. "I hope you found the place ok... And sorry you caught me coming out of the shower. Please this way." **When Miss Algol entered through the door, it starts with a narrow space, on her immediate left is a closet about three steps from entrance. A padlock is placed on the door, the handle is a glossy black shine, the door itself is a green color. About five steps later and in plain sight is what the living room is. Its a rather large room. About 25 moderate steps from the end of the narrow pathway. A seemingly new black couch placed at the center of the room. On its left is a love-seat same color, facing a wide low wood frame glass-held table. Which was about 8 inches away from the couch. Considering Alioth's position, on her right, the wall would have mounted a large flat screen T.V. About sixty-five inches to be precise. On each far end of that same wall is clear opening to another part of the apartment. On the left side is the TV facing it was the entrance to the kitchen. A small one, with the basic of necessities. A fridge, an oven, a microwave, a small table and at Marcelis‘ head level, cabinets. Clearly filled with condiments, spices and the like. The right side of the T.V. was a hallway leading to two doors across each other and apparent dead end. In the far upper left of the actual living room was weight lifting and standard exercising equipment. Nothing really special, just dumbbells and a bow-flex all in one type thing folded neatly away. And down the lane to the bottom left you see another door noting that it is a closet or some sort. Marcelis motioned her to the couch as he spoke in a fine voice. "Excuse my appearance, as I mention, shower. I lost track of time. Would you like some thing to drink? Soda? Tea? Something else? And sorry about that… Reggie isn‘t a man you should associate yourself with… Trust me." ~Trust me little one… I saved you from a lifetime of regret…~ |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 30, 2015 12:17:12 GMT -5
Alioth waved goodbye to Reggie as he left in a nervous rush, and turned back to face her possible employer. Her positive attitude and perspective remained, and without hesitation, she followed the man inside his humble abode. Looking around the complex, not in a judging way, merely observing her surroundings. The calm tone that the man spoke in calmed Alioth down even more then she already was, putting her in a rather relaxed state of mind. Sitting down on the couch as instructed, she brushed back some stray strands of hair from her face. "No thank you sir, I'm good, but thank you for the offer" she smiled politely, but began to wonder why she should stay away from Reggie. He seemed so trusting. But she pushed that aside for now and just sat there. Marcelis sorry for the late reply! |
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Post by Marcelis on Oct 30, 2015 16:25:30 GMT -5
**He smiled as he she responded, she seemed so polite and pure. When was last time he met a girl like that... Well it was that girl, he met two nights ago, sadly bringing her here he realized how tainted a girl can be when you show a little glimmer of doing good for yourself. He closed his eyes chuckling to the thought as he quickly put his hands up. He was still in his pajamas and truly this is not a way an interview should go. He began to walk toward the hallway nearest to the door, before going out of sight, he spoke to her. "Let me get a bit more... Professional, three minutes please..." **Walking away and down the hall, he quickly entered the room and almost like clockwork, in three minutes he was coming back out. His new attire was a white quarter-open button down shirt with black loose fitting slacks. No need for shoes but he wore them anyway to be nice about it. His brown Stacy Adams softly clicked the ground as he walked over to the love seat to sit down. He kept his soft grin as he spoke again. "No no, thank you for accepting. I thought I would be scared off by my little stunt with you in the coffee shop. And about the offer, I do have some questions... As to your employment..." **He waited a moment before speaking allowing her to say anything she wishes. To plead or the like, it really didn't matter, this was still a job interview. She had to at least TRY to impress him a bit. "You spoke about doing this for your father... What happened to the other half, your mother? I assumed she would be the bread winner due to your father immobility..." |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 2, 2015 23:24:10 GMT -5
Alioth watched Reggie leave in a nervous shuffle and turned back to the mysterious man. Her smile returned to the blissfully oblivious one with only a slight hint of nervousness as she followed the man inside his humble abode. She looked around ever so slightly in curiosity, but her focus was on the half dressed man in front of her. The man definitely seemed friendly, and the tone of voice he spoke in made her relax, and calm down even more. Sitting down obediently on the couch, Alioth waited the seemingly endless few minutes for her possible to change his apparel. When he did come back she sat up straighter, and her smile remained almost painted on her face. Using the social skills she had learned when she came to the school, Alioth interpreted the pause as a chance for her to speak about what she though, and she did. "Scared off? Why would I be scared off? But thank you for contacting me so soon sir. I wasn't expecting someone to reply so soon, much less a video chat.” she smiled, placing her hands on her lap The next part of what her possible employer had to say turned her smile into more of a sad one. “my mother.. erm.. died when I was little, so it was just me and my dad. The government have been paying for his living expenses in small amounts, but the checks have been getting smaller and smaller recently sir, and it is a little bit my fault we’re in this mess.” She said softly, still maintaining eye contact with her possible employer Marcelis sorry for the wait, halloween hit me hard ':$ |
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