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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 Apr 25, 2016 12:57:26 GMT -5
The date was April 20th. The time was a little after midnight, just before everything went to hell with bomb threats and violence.
Kevin was on his way back to the island from the mainland. The monorail rolled along with no issues; it was so dark out that Kevin couldn't see anything outside the window except his reflection. He looked at himself for a moment, staring into half-shut, dreary-looking eyes and smiled for no apparent reason before relaxing in his seat. There were a few people on board and the ones who actually paid him mind glanced at him a few times, keeping their distance. He noticed it to some degree but didn't care. Long arms wrapped around his backpack that sat in his lap, all black with a patch sewn in on the front: the Brazilian flag, with the word "VAI" written over it in permanent marker. Kevin held the bag close to his bosom and took a deep whiff---there weren't any books in his bag, but it was full to the brim.
tl;dr Kevin bought weed in San Francisco, was taking it back to school and was high off his ass. What's the worst that could happen?
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Post by Kyr Merquise on Apr 25, 2016 21:57:51 GMT -5
She was a bit tired, she hadn't intended to stay out so late. She was returning from a violin lesson and late dinner with her instructor. She had promised her father she wouldn't become friends with this new instructor but if an older gentlemen offered to buy her dinner, why decline? She was seated alone, and had been for some time before she noticed a small group of young men eyeing her. She turned her head, and would stand and make her way to sit next to a more crowded section.
She stood, gathering her violin case and making her way to a new seat. She glanced to the side, taking note of the younger male clutching his backpack. Headphones were plugged into her ears, bumping a few beats as she made her way to her new seat. A white jacket was buttoned about her waist, a delicate rose brooch pinned to the right breast pocket, she found her seat and took a moment to smooth out any possible wrinkles upon her red frilled skirt. Long strands of black hair were pulled back, and pinned up and away from her face.
She was humming to herself, along to the tune of her song when she noticed the boys she had been trying to avoid earlier beginning to head in her direction.
Maybe they aren't looking at you...
She glanced off to the side, trying to avoid any eye contact that might provoke any unwanted attention
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Post by `Alvari on Apr 26, 2016 0:13:42 GMT -5
Smart money says Kevin isn't their type.
Kevin sat there, off in his own little world where life was just one long repeat of the opening roffs to Rick James' "Mary Jane". Speaking of which, Kevin had half a mind to play it. It would be a welcome break from all the ratchet ass hip hop he played and the monotony of his constant break beats. Using his index fingers and thumbs, Kevin sloooooooowly unzipped his backpack...which unintentionally released a heavy odor throughout the railcar. He delicately fished out his trusty headphones and plugged them into his mobile device...
...right as Kyr sat down the way.
That elation in his face slowly melted away, leaving a boy who gazed with parted lips at the lone passenger before him. Chances are, the two made eye contact which prompted Kevin to (eventually) divert his attention back to his phone. He found what he was looking for, pressed play and unabashedly let the song blast out of his oversized headphones at maximum volume.
Kevin couldn't do much else in his current state, but he could at least hold a beat---his head rocked and nodded subtly to the classic as glazed and reddened eyes monitored the group of boys that made their way to a set of seats. Somehow, his brain processed what was happening. Call it that typical marijuana-induced spark of intelligence that normally preceded any high person's philosophical rants (which normally didn't make any damn sense). This time, however, they may serve a decent purpose---Kevin took his dear and sweet time to raise up out of his seat, moving in on Kyr himself.
He sat down, nodded upwards towards her then at the group of boys nearby as Rick James continued to play, louder than EVER deemed necessary. "Ooh-hoo-oo-HOOOOH!~ Mary Ja-haaaaane!"
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Post by Kyr Merquise on Apr 26, 2016 0:30:22 GMT -5
Not today...
Not today...
She swallowed, trying to steady her breathing as her flesh grew hot. She could feel the many eyes falling upon her as the younger males would begin to head her way. She lifted her head, tilting her head to look at them as her brows furrowed, blue eyes narrowing upon the small gang before she would look to the side to catch a glimpse of Kevin.
What in god's name is this fool doing?
She cleared her throat, looking to the side almost nervously as she took note of Kevin as he moved closer to her. She glanced at him, those blue eyes looking at him for a long moment, it was when he nodded to her that she blinked her eyes. Suddenly the corners of her lips curled upwards.
Why Hello...
She looked towards the other boys as Kevin did, the small group watching the two of them for a moment before they retreated. She licked her lips, glancing back towards Kevin for a moment as he would begin to sing. She blinked her eyes once more and then pulled her headphones from her ears to catch a bit of his singing.
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Post by `Alvari on Apr 26, 2016 1:13:19 GMT -5
Resolving issues without violence? His mother would be proud. Y'know, aside from the intoxication.
As the band of boys made themselves scarce, Kevin continued to jam out to his music. He was even hitting the high notes (as off-key and flat as his voice was). And then out of nowhere he just went still, as if he suddenly noticed there were other people around. Hazel hues scanned the area as his neck craned around ever so slowly...and then he looked to Kyr. "Yo." Kevin kept his eyes on the poor girl, just looking as his head tilted to the side. He then leaned in a little closer, eyes squinting and his brows furrowing as if he were trying to focus on something. Kevin raised his upper lip, pausing for a moment before he presented a question:
"...Yo, you got, like, a Snickers, or some chips or like, a fatass sandwich or somethin'..?"
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Post by Kyr Merquise on Apr 26, 2016 22:54:09 GMT -5
She watched Kevin, listening to him sing for a moment and then her body would suddenly go stiff as he went to look at her. Their eyes locked for a moment, and she worried he might get upset that she had been looking at him. She swallowed, glancing off to the side before returning her blue eyes to look at him as she heard him get her attention.
"H-hey..."
She spoke to him, but took a moment to glance around in case he was possibly speaking to someone else. It seemed it was just the two of them and she turned her head once more and tucked a few strands of black hair behind her ear. She blinked her eyes in his direction once more.
A snickers? A sandwich?
Was this guy serious? She hesitated, blinking her eyes once more before she set her violin case against the ground, laying it down with a gentle thud. "Oh, um..." She grabbed at her backpack, pulling it into her lap and pulling the zipper to the side. "I don't eat candy... But um... Oh here." She pulled out a small plastic container. "I made these cupcakes... I was going to give them to my violin instructor but..." She gave a small shrug and set her backpack to the side.
"I won't eat them... You can have them." She came to his side, clutching the container in her hand and pulling the top off to reveal four pink frosted cupcakes with bright sprinkles in various colors.
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Post by `Alvari on Apr 28, 2016 17:02:51 GMT -5
"Aw, damn...yo, you ain't gotta do that if they was for..."
And in the same breath, Kevin took a cupcake and consumed it almost whole. It could have been worse---she could have met someone high off narcotics or some hallucinogen. Nope, she was just introduced to the effects of illicit substances from one of the most tame kinds around: the stoner with the munchies. And for Kevin, he'd lose his mind over doing this later...but for now, Kevin simply enjoyed having something sweet and sugary going in his mouth. All four of them. Asshole.
"You go to the school or nah?" Kevin asked in a dreary tone.
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Post by Kyr Merquise on Apr 28, 2016 22:25:48 GMT -5
The young girl heard his almost protest, but he wasted no time on devouring the first cupcake. The corners of her lips turned upwards when she realized he was enjoying the cupcake. She tilted her head now, and would allow herself to sit besides him. She set her violin case upon the floor and held the plastic container for him.
Her smile would fade when he asked if she went to the school. He must have meant 552, she blinked her eyes for a moment before she looked off to the side before she returned to look at him. She tucked a few strands of black hair behind her ear that had fallen into her face, and she gave a gentle nod.
"... Yes, do you?"
She looked at him, hoping she wouldn't be alone in this situation, after all it was a bit embarrassing to announce such a thing.
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Post by `Alvari on Apr 29, 2016 3:20:53 GMT -5
Well, if Kevin wasn't a student, it'd look even worse for him to stink of weed on the way to the school.
Kevin lazily nodded his head in response. And by that, I mean that Kevin's head moved slower than the buffering rate for a full-sized video clip on XVideos. As Kevin's noggin tilted upward, his eyes slid in the opposite direction. It was almost as if Kevin went to sleep while he nodded. Eventually, his head tilted down and stayed there for quite a while. He was silent and appeared to doze off right in front of Kyr before he spoke.
"Y'know..." Kevin began as his eyes opened in slow motion. "...I'm high as shit." A shit-eating grin spread across Kevin's face and he cackled for absolutely no reason as his music kept playing.
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Post by Kyr Merquise on Apr 30, 2016 0:31:17 GMT -5
She watched as he gave a slow nod, and she continued to blink her eyes at his sloth like movements, but it was when he admitted to being high that she looked off to the side for a moment. With her eyes fixed to the side, she couldn't help but wonder how in god's name the young male had even had a single coherent thought and made it safely onto the train. She finally lifted her head and looked at him, she'd never been high before but this boy seemed to be very out of it. She looked around for a moment before her eyes fixed on him yet again. She shook her head as she heard his laugh and she too couldn't help but give a short laugh.
"Is that what your problem is?"
She shrugged and lifted up another cupcake to him. She lifted her head to look at him, really look at him. Blue eyes looked into his own half lidded orbs.
"Whats your name?"
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Post by `Alvari on Apr 30, 2016 22:48:52 GMT -5
"It's Kevin, yo...Kevin muhhFAWKin' Alvari."
Kevin wasted no time (just kidding, he moves like a turtle so he's wasting ALL the time) accepting the dessert that was offered. Gleefully, he scarfed Kyr's cupcake down, any guilt over them being intended for someone else vanishing into the fog that was his present state of thought. Right after, Kevin sat there, staring off into soace with a satisfied grin. He said nothing, he made no immediate attempt to acknowledge Kyr's presence, he simply spaced out.
And then out of nowhere, he started right back up. "Who you? Where you from? Tell me what'cha interests are, you you be with?" And then another cackle, this time at the probability that Kyr wouldn't recognize the Notorious B.I.G. reference. It was still a valid question though.
"In that order."
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Post by Kyr Merquise on May 1, 2016 1:19:17 GMT -5
She watched him, blinking her eyes as he spoke. He was an interesting creature, she hadn't met a male such as this before. She looked at him, taking note of his grin and she too would smile as he looked at her. She was about to speak when he would begin to question her, soon followed by his own laughter. It would appear the young man was easily amused and she gave a gentle nod.
"Oh... Me?"
She blinked her eyes and flicked a few strands of hair from her face.
"I'm Kyr." She held the cupcake container in one hand before offering her other hand now in an attempt to shake his hand.
"Kyr Merquise. Oh, um. My parents are from Europe, but I was born in the states. We've lived all over." She took a moment to pause for a moment, trying to pull her thoughts together before she would respond once more.
"Interests? I like to draw... and I play the violin." She said this before motioning towards her violin case towards the ground. "And I like to dance." And then she would look at him, tilting her head for a moment as she didn't understand the last question.
"I ... be with? I don't... I don't think I understand."
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Post by `Alvari on May 3, 2016 0:58:47 GMT -5
Of course, you. Who else was Kevin going to regret acting an ass of himself around once the high wore off? Kevin's eyes trailed from Kyr's face, to her shoulder and riiiight down her arm to her hand...which he stared at before taking it. With a snail's pace, Kevin shook hands with the most delicate grip possible. He also must have forgotten that he already introduced himself.
"Kevin. Kevin muhhFAWKin' Alvari. Hah."
He'd listen to her graciously cater to his stupidity- cackling when she didn't catch the lyrical reference. "Haha! It ain't nuffin', but'chu gotta get up on some Biggie when you not playin' that Bach." Kevin rose to his feet, bouncing as he recited a hook. "Y'know, big FAT muhhfucka? Lazy eye? 'I love it when ya call me big papa'?" He wouldn't get an answer right away as the monorail suddenly lowered its speed...causing Kevin to go spilling over onto the floor. No standing on speeding trains.
"Wellllllp, guess we almost here..."
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Post by Kyr Merquise on May 4, 2016 2:15:45 GMT -5
She sat silently, listening to him ramble on now. She was a sweet little thing, tilting her head to the side as she heard him, a gentle smile upon her face. A few strands of black hair fell from the confines of her bun and she tucked the strands behind her ear. She glanced to the side, looking to see if anyone might be watching... or listening.
This dude if fucking ridiculous... Call the cops.
No, he's just a little high... He won't be doing much harm to anyone.
She heard the thud of the male hitting the floor and she drew her attention back to him. She lifted her head, her eyes going wide before she went to his side to help him gather himself up onto his seat.
Yeah... Leave this guy in a ditch and steal his wallet.
No, That's horrible...
You're right... Just grab his wallet and go.
She gave a sigh, gently placing her hands on his shoulder while her free hand moved to brush a few strands of hair from his brow as she looked into his eyes.
“Are you alright?”
Whoa...
Ya know if this guy wasn't so high... He might be some what attractive.
Can you not?
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Post by `Alvari on May 5, 2016 15:48:37 GMT -5
Yeah, can you not? Lies.
The momentum of the train coming to a halt left Kevin in a heap, his body tumbling forward as he rolled over onto his right shoulder. Next thing he knew, his head was somehow under his legs, his ass up in the air. Smooth. As Kyr tended to him, Kevin had to note how this wasn't as uncomfortable as he imagined it could be. Hell, even Kyr could see a rather tranquil expression on his face. He looked up at her with half-shut eyes as the exit door closest to him would open, indicating they had reached the island.
Kevin didn't respond, opting instead to roll over, reach for a nearby seat and pull himself to his feet. Kevin took a breath, stretched, picked up his backpack and walked towards the door.
"Yo, let's go! What'chu waitin' for?" It was as if nothing happened.
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