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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 Adrian "Valo" Morei on Apr 26, 2016 22:46:04 GMT -5
[attr="class","bsmain"] [attr="class","bsimg"] [attr="class","bslyric"] [attr="class","bslmarg"]THERE'S SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE[attr="class","bsltmarg"]THAT KEEPS MY FAITH ALIVE[attr="class","bsbody"]It was a strange sensation, feeling as if you could die at any moment. Like your life could be extinguished in the blink of an eye. It had been a recurring dream for Valo every night for weeks, that he had finally lost his life in battle, that the Wraith had finally won this nonstop tug-of-war. The attempt on his life by the Pale Rider made him realize that death could come at any moment, and he might not always be so lucky to survive. He couldn't bear the thought of leaving those important to him behind without a word, and yet... he was scared that his time was short. To that end, he had to make sure all loose ends were tied. 'Hey, meet me at the entrance to the forest outside of town. Wear your most comfortable shoes, gonna be a lot of walking... probably. I dunno yet.'Valo had sent a text to Vivi, trying to sound as casual as ever. He was sure his facade wouldn't hold up too long in person, however. For now, he would wait at the road leading to the forest, a bag of various necessities nearby just in case. He always wanted to be prepared, even if he didn't think they'd spend very long in there. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.bsmain]width:400px;background-color:#fbfbfb;padding:20px;border:solid 1px #eee;[/newclass] [newclass=.bsimg]width:400px;background:url('http://i.imgur.com/eq2rYd1.png');height:200px;border-bottom:solid #333 10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bslyric]font-size:20px;color:#333;font-family:georgia;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:left;padding:10px;line-height:30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bslmarg]margin-top:71px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bslmarg span]font-size:38px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bsltmarg]margin-top:-5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bsbody]font-size:10px;color:#333;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;padding:20px;line-height:20px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bsbody span]font-size:9px;text-align:center;line-height:20px;opacity:0.9;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Vivi Perish on May 1, 2016 19:40:04 GMT -5
LET THE WALLS COME DOWN, LET THE ENGINES ROAR
❝ Vivi carefully picked one of the last few splinters of wood out of her knuckles and sighed. Note to self: Don’t punch inanimate objects.
Her gaze flicked to the broken desk on the floor next to her. While she was impulsive, Vivi always liked to think she was pretty level headed. But during the past few weeks it had become harder and harder to control her self. Wiping the blood off her hands with a rag, she wrapped her fist up with some bandages. Just as she began to tie the thing off, her phone buzzed. Vivi picked it up with her left hand and used her mouth to pull on the bandage and tighten it as she read the text. Her brow furrowed and her lips parted, allowing the bandage to fall against her wrist. Granted, it sounded pretty normal but with Valo, she tended to worry at least a little bit when he did things he didn’t normally do. But hey, a walk in the forest? Why not? Vivi picked up her usual pair of boots and sat down the pull them on. They were pretty worn and soft around her foot but still offered great support, so she decided it’d be the best choice. When she’d laced and zipped them up, she pulled on a hoodie and headed out to find her friend. Vivi ran most of the way there and cleared the distance in pretty good time so Valo wouldn’t have to wait long. When she reached the road leading into the forest she slowed down and scanned the area for Valo. Her gaze fell on him and she waved, closing the rest of the distance. “So, just a walk? Or... not just a walk?” That was her way of asking him if he had something he wanted to talk about. Duh. Adrian "Valo" Morei MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS |
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on May 15, 2016 14:18:16 GMT -5
[attr="class","bsmain"] [attr="class","bsimg"] [attr="class","bslyric"] [attr="class","bslmarg"]THERE'S SOMETHING DEEP INSIDE[attr="class","bsltmarg"]THAT KEEPS MY FAITH ALIVE[attr="class","bsbody"]While waiting for Vivi, Valo would pull out a knife and begin to carve at a large stick that he had found. After enough time, it would be the crude beginnings of a bow. Making some makeshift bowstring out of plants, Valo tied it all together, and fastened together a crude arrow out of a stick and a stone. Taking careful aim, he would look up at a nearby tree, seeing a knot in the wood. A deep breath was exhaled, and he would let loose the arrow, striking the knot directly in the center. Smiling to himself in glee, he looked over just in time to see Vivi arrive. He would swing the bow around to hold it on his shoulder as he would walk up to approach her, waving back. "Hey, sometimes I forget you're practically the Flash." He said, remarking on her timely arrival. Reaching into his bag, he would toss Vivi a drink before gesturing for her to follow him into the forest. He wasn't walking at too fast of a pace, and their walk wouldn't be too long. "It's a walk... and it's not. I guess there's just been something bothering me. Normally, I'd think nothing of it, but... I want to voice what I'm going through to you." Vivi Perish@tag x words x notes [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.bsmain]width:400px;background-color:#fbfbfb;padding:20px;border:solid 1px #eee;[/newclass] [newclass=.bsimg]width:400px;background:url('http://i.imgur.com/eq2rYd1.png');height:200px;border-bottom:solid #333 10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bslyric]font-size:20px;color:#333;font-family:georgia;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:left;padding:10px;line-height:30px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bslmarg]margin-top:71px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bslmarg span]font-size:38px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bsltmarg]margin-top:-5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bsbody]font-size:10px;color:#333;font-family:verdana;text-align:justify;padding:20px;line-height:20px;[/newclass] [newclass=.bsbody span]font-size:9px;text-align:center;line-height:20px;opacity:0.9;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass] |
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Post by Vivi Perish on May 16, 2016 17:49:31 GMT -5
LET THE WALLS COME DOWN, LET THE ENGINES ROAR
❝ valo swung what seemed to be a makeshift bow over his shoulder and approached her with a wave. A grin played on Vivi’s features at his comment about her speedy arrival. There weren’t many people she smiled around, but Valo was different in a lot of ways. “All I need now is a red onesie,” she joked. Catching the drink, Vivi followed him as he began to make his way into the forest. Foliage and the occasional twig crunched quietly underneath her light foot falls as she walked. The situation felt pretty nice and casual to her, but that changed when Valo confirmed that it was a little more than just a walk. She watched him as he spoke, her brow slightly furrowed. Vivi was thankful he confided in her, and thus always did her best to support him however she could through his struggles. His problems were her problems. “I’m glad you called me out here then,” she said, “ What’s bugging you? Tell me.” The new school was nice and all, but things were never to the point where they could really relax. Whatever was going on, she just hoped it didn’t mean he was gonna do something stupidly self sacrificial. Or just stupidly dangerous. Maybe he was gonna make a flying train that shot sardine cans and ran on Mountain Dew? These smart inventor types were hard to predict. Adrian "Valo" Morei MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS |
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