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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 God-Maker Syrum on Feb 15, 2015 4:17:27 GMT -5
Musashi Hattori Ty Hattori Macht "Knuckles" The Third Pillar Alicia Edwards Mireli Roma
Today there would be a morning announcement everyone should be listening too.
"Good morning all. Today is very special, for at noon today Mark, Saya, and Alvan have all been stripped of their titles. Forbidden from challenging for them again. That's right this school has no School Captain and no Pillars. You have until the end of the day starting at noon to decide among yourselves, who will take their places."
That's right, noon all hell would break loose.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Feb 15, 2015 4:24:15 GMT -5
Macht would be there bright and early, if not for the titles, then for the respect that earning those titles granted a person. He was anxious, to say the least, considering he knew how strong a lot of the people at this school could be, but he knew that with Knuckles at his side, the two were bound to beat down anyone who came at them. Hey, meet me by the fountain. Bring the shit. Macht shot Knuckles a quick test. He figured now was as good a time as any to try those performance enhancers out on the field.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 15, 2015 11:13:42 GMT -5
Edgar?! This was your plan the whole time, wasn't it you sly ol' dog.
There was no way Austin could ignore this. Befote he had felt like Mark or Saya had been the biggest obstacle in obtaining a title. He didn't really care to have it, but if he gained one he knew it would lead to him having a stronger foothold inside the school. He had already been making his way toward the courtyard when his phone vibrated and he checked the text to see it was Macht.
'One step ahead of you, buddy. Be there in a sec.'
The cigarette he had between his lips nearly burned to the filter before he tossed it off to the side, stepping from the school building and heading toward his fellow gang-member's form near the fountain. One near, a playful punch to the shoulder would be given before he spoke.
"This oughta be interesting. Just stay close man and we'll wipe the floor with these tools."
As he spoke, a little baggy was cupped in the palm of his hand and he extended it toward Macht, waiting for him to take it. He would know what it was immediantly. More so in case of imergency. And maybe to makr the others sweat even a little harder. Maybe shit their panta if they actually used them.
A smirk on his face, the leader of AW rolled his shoulders, cracked his neck and knuckles, then lowered himself down to reat on the fountain ledge wall patiently awaiting for things to kick off.
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Feb 15, 2015 12:44:52 GMT -5
I wonder what the outcome of all of this is going to be.
Musashi and his brother Ty had been preparing for this moment for awhile now. They were going to be up against some of most strongest people in the entire school to try to get one of the titles that was being made available to all of them. It wasn't going to be a easy fight, but Musashi knew that if he wasn't going to win that he was sure to give everyone he fought against hell. And that no matter what happened that he was going to become someone to be respected in the school. Either his time was now or later, but it was going to be one of the two guaranteed anyways. He and his brother had plans to change this school around, and it was going to happen one way or another. He made sure to bring with him all the items he could find that could give him some kind of edge in battle in his bookbag. He already talk to his brother about what needed to bring to the table.
He and his brother had spent a lot of time training together growing up, so there chemistry was definitely something to be feared. They may not have been known by most of the people in the school, but they were going to see today how strong the Hattori brothers really were. Noon was almost upon them, and when his brother finally arrived things were going to get real dirty in the school. For now he would simply just wait by one of the lockers.
"Tick tock... Tick tock."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2015 13:04:05 GMT -5
Pillar? What was a pillar? Wasn't that an architectural term for a column that was integral to holding up a roof or upper floor? Being a brand new student not only to PHS 552 but to the structured schooling system in general, the announcement overhead was both concerning and really confusing. Was he trying to tell them that the building was now unstable? No, he had mentioned names, none of which Mireli recognized. People couldn't physically hold up a roof, that was both impractical and dangerous!
Still, she looked around the hallway just in case there was something she missed. No, no one was holding up the ceiling.
She held her books to her chest, hesitantly walked down the hallway to her next class...classes were still going on right? The announcement hadn't said anything about school being cancelled, and yet she could feel a distinct change in the air around them. Students glared at each other, cracked their knuckles, grinned malevolently. The air was changing fast and Miri wasn't sure if she liked it. She needed to find a friendly face and fast.
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Post by Ty Hattori on Feb 15, 2015 23:39:14 GMT -5
TITANS And thus the war of the gods and Titans had finally seen its opening. The war to determine the fate of this school and all of its inhabitants. The eldest Hattori, Ty, was still relatively new to this highly volatile facility and its culture. And yet, through keen observation, clever eavesdropping, and of course little brother's own information, he had been able come up to speed rather quickly. This was fate, heavily knocking on each one of their doors. Today was the day that every single student in this place entered the same battle ground. All of their lives were intertwined forever at this very moment. For you see, the choosing of the school's leaders was an obviously urgent matter. To decide who held that much power within the school grounds was as delicate as a flower. Not that this school was safe, but any fool could see its potential to become even more detrimental; violent. And it was as simple as pie, no one wanted another person they didn't trust above them. There were the fiends, who simply wanted the power for themselves, to rule and bathe in anarchy. Idealistic idiots who thought they could pull some miracle and reform the school overnight. And then there were the apes, whom merely wanted the glorious challenge of fighting every 'contender' on this campus.
Ty fell somewhere in the middle of all of those things. An eagle over the battlefield. He knew something had to change in this school. Yet he did glorify the fight. And to top that, he simply wanted to protect and create a better future for those closest to him. The only way to achieve this laundry list, was to wage the war and cut down any obstacle. The crimson haired devil had been in the courtyard, leaned against the wall next to the main entrance of the school. He watched the unsettled and restless souls shift and converse in front of him. His cold eyes hallowed in curiosity and anticipation. "Hm." They all prepared. But were he and his brother prepared? The small fry were small fry. Irrelevant apes in the grand scheme of things. But then there were the heavy hitters. And he remembered one in particular that caught his eye, hanging near the fountain. That hooded brute from the subway train. Ty remembered his speed, his power, his skill. He could become a problem indeed. An obstacle. He watched inconspicuously from his distance as his hooded 'friend' conversed with another boy. What was up with them? What were the motives? Perhaps their first encounter were a misunderstanding, as doubtful as that seems. No matter.
The boy pushed his back up from the wall and turned to enter the hallways. The fights, surprisingly hadn't broken out yet. The hazel irises caught glimpse of a familiar face on the main hallway. Little brother. Patiently waiting for hell to grab at their napes. Ty carelessly shoved his hands into his jacket pocket and approached his larger brother, leaning against the locker next to the blonde Sasquatch. It was here. They were here. They knew this moment would come. They'd walk out of this intact, the both of them. Ty would make sure of it. Something would come of this day, whether they are able to seize their opportunity at reformation or not. There was no turning back now. The great Julius Caesar once said himself:
"The die is cast."
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Post by Macht Stärke on Feb 15, 2015 23:56:34 GMT -5
Macht grinned when Knuckles showed up, taking the little bag and pocketing it. "You know it. Let's get this show on the road, eh?" Macht kicked off of the fountain, stretching a little. Once that was done, Macht walked out a little closer to the school, the center point between the entrance and the fountain.
"Alright, folks!" He shouted, an air of confidence about him. "You heard the man! All titles are up for grabs! Any of you got the balls to try and take 'em?!" The German would hold out his arms, issuing a challenge to everyone in the area. There may have been a lot of people, there may not have, but with Knuckles and the ace up their sleeve, there was little Macht would have to fear. As far as he was concerned, these titles belonged to them.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 16, 2015 0:08:11 GMT -5
Austin would smirk after his friend took the baggy and pocketed it, taking the initiative to call out any would-be seekers to the pillar titles. Which was perfectly fine with Knuckles. He didn't need to be the one to speak all the time. Macht had just as much of a right to do so as he did.
Austin would run his hands over his hair as he moved up beside Macht. Pulling a pair of sunglasses off his face, he tucked then at the neck of his shirt, before dropping his hands toward his sides. His words shouted out, though directed toward Macht.
"Pussies! The whole lot of 'em. None of them even stand a chance anyways.. I'm gonna enjoy that pillar office."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2015 0:42:45 GMT -5
Alicia had already been skipping class, writing random words in the stall of a ladies' bathroom. She sat back on the closed toilet seat and sighed, tilting her head back in boredom. Though, the teen's head perked up, when hearing something interesting. Pillar positions were available. She sat up and pulled her long hair into a bun. Alicia took the gloves and t-shirt she'd thrown over the stall door and ran out of the place. A few girls gave her an odd look, but quickly shrugged it off. They'd seen worse than a girl running away in her bra. Once in the halls, still running, Alicia pulled her white shirt and black gloves on. Her black heels clicked with every step on the floor.
Ooh. Alicia fell to the ground. Ouch. Her thin eyebrows furrowed and golden orbs burned with anger at whomever she'd bumped into. Her head shot up and mouth opened but breath hitched when Alicia saw it was Mireli. Shit. The teen crawled to her feet and waved with her fingers, in wiggling motions. "Hey cutie. You know it's dangerous to be out when pillars are out for grabs. People beat the souls out of each other." Alicia grabbed one of Mireli's hands and dragged her along. "Come come. I'll protect you the best I can, sweetie. Let's keep moving. We should go outside, don't worry about class by the way, it's aright to miss today. We're friends so that basically makes us instant allies!"
Alicia offered no explanation to Mireli about what was happening or why both had to rush so suddenly. Or why they need to be allies, but it was alright. All Alicia thought she had to do was offer protection. Maybe if someone knew Mireli or felt bad for her they'd leave both alone. She'd also protect the girl like she'd said. Alicia need a teammate more than anything right now and if that meant being a team player and sacrificing her perfect form than so be it.
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Post by Shugo Yuy™ on Feb 16, 2015 11:37:49 GMT -5
"Mir... Macht... Austin..." The names were whispered at a level only audible by myself, my mask further helped in covering my voice. I wasn't aware that Mir wanted to be a pillar... Macht and Austin were a given. They wanted power. My hair was colored brown instead of the usual blue to hide my identity, and I wore my black clothes along with the mask. I was already given the title of Third Pillar... But if I were to truly be a Pillar... I wanted to earn it. There were at least three people I didn't know. Three people I needed to be careful about. Austin was strong, and Macht was fast. I had to be stronger and faster. I had to power through this battle and win. I had to be a Pillar. Normally I waited for others to make a move, but it seemed like everyone was doing that. I was a decent distance away from everyone... but I decided to make the first move. Looking down at my right hand, I closed it tightly before running. I would charge at the group of fighters coming from behind Mireli. As I approached her from behind at top speed, I would jump over her, flipping upside down as I was above her. I decided to take a page out of Leon's book. Planting my feet on the ceiling, I would launch myself at the ground, careful to see if anyone else was around. If anyone tried to get in my way, they would be met with my right fist being thrown in their face, with a large inertial force behind it from the speed I was traveling at. As I very quickly landed on the ground, I bent my knees, retaining the inertia and launched myself sideways at the lockers, increasing my speed and inertia. Finally, after launching off of the lockers I would launch my body straight for Musashi. My tactics would be enough to confuse any average opponent due to the speed I was traveling at, I hoped it would be enough to catch this kid off guard. My right fist would launch out at the left side of the boy's head. As my feet landed on the ground and made a screeching halt I would shout to Austin and Macht quickly. I spoke in a deep, commanding voice. "Austin, Macht, clear out the others and we can settle this amongst ourselves after. Anyone who doesn't want to fight for the title of a Pillar, leave now. I don't want to hurt any of you if I don't have to." You know... besides the guy I already punched.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 16, 2015 12:44:27 GMT -5
As Austin stood there next to Macht, those hazel hues you fixate upon the entrance to the school and the commotion that seemed to be breaking out within. At first the form was unrecognizable, but Knuckles began to move forward, his left hand waving Macht to follow as he walked. But then he realized it was the masked boy he head-butted unconscious on the roof not too long ago.
"I don't give a shit about clearing anyone out.. You'll all be lying on the floor shortly."
The Apex Leader would make his way toward the school entrance, moving toward Shugo and Musashi now, fists tightening in anticipation of what was to come. Here cared not who he hit here, everyone besides Macht would be a target this day.
His first target would probably not expect it either. If Shugo had landed his punch upon Musashi and the kid was on the ground, Knuckle's left foot would lift and stomp down on his chest as he passed by. If Musashi had defend was to defend against Shugo's punch, it was likely his attention was on his initial aggressor. His left elbow would strike out from behind the boy instead, looking to land on the back of his head.
Regardless, he was going to try and hit Musashi as he looked to move on toward Shugo afterwards. A smirk on his face the whole time. He was pretty sure Macht would bd close behind, preparing to deal with Musashi afterwards.
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Post by God-Maker Syrum on Feb 16, 2015 12:50:10 GMT -5
The noon bells would ring and with it all hell through out the entire school would break loose, here it was going to be a special boom at some point.
Alright so here are the rules. There is no post order, and if there is no post within 24 hrs of your previous post you are disqualified. If a late joiner doesn't post within 24 hours of this post they are disqualified as well.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Feb 16, 2015 13:11:48 GMT -5
Macht would follow as Knuckles moved along, grinning at the sound of the bells. This meant it was about to go down, so all hell was going to break loose. The big man would be the power, and Macht would provide defense for him. So as he went to strike the downed Musashi, Macht would keep an eye the brother, Ty.
Quickly, Macht would step in front of Ty and throw a right jab at his throat, so he could not act in his brother's defense. Whether or not it hit, Macht was expecting a fight, but he figured this distraction was more than enough for Knuckles to finish off the larger Hattori.
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Post by Ty Hattori on Feb 16, 2015 15:35:24 GMT -5
ALL UP IN FLAMES And thus, the war against their fates would begin. Funny how they all seemed pawns to the grand scheme of things. A principal makes an announcement, and suddenly all of the school's inhabitants fight for a petty title. The title meant nothing in actuality. No, there was always a bigger picture. And Ty could see it quite clearly at this moment. The crimson haired Hattori had pushed himself from the wall he was leaning on, his body standing erect next to his brother. The perceptive boy had noticed the crowd becoming increasingly unsettled, restless. The irises swam around, scanning the crowd, noticing at first, two girls rushing down the hallway hand in hand. "Hm. Don't underestimate anyone, little brother." But he knew Musashi wouldn't. He'd basically been preaching to the choir at this point. The hazel pupils watched the two girls marching down the hallway, and suddenly locked on to another body blatantly sprinting down the hall. This one wore a mask all black. He was also skilled in parkour to some degree.
Ty's body slightly tensed in anticipation, watching as the kid flipped over the two girls speed walking down the hallway. His speed was the first observation the eldest Hattori noted. Speed was always a threat. He knew Musashi would be watching as well. The masked man was fast, but not very inconspicuous with his movements. He drew attention to himself like a prostitute in the day time. Once the boy landed from his flip, in which his landing had been directly in front of the Hattori brothers, his intentions and actions became very clear. A hostile act towards the crimson haired devil and his little brother. The boy bounced across the hallway from them and utilized the wall to propel himself forward. At this point he had easily been telegraphing his attack. Quite frankly, after that first flip, his speed had been slightly cut; physics. Only with proper footing could he pull these movements off, and having to stop and regain momentum allowed Ty and his brother to easily prepare for the onslaught. They had excellent positioning and as previously stated could see him coming with all of the overly flamboyant maneuvers. Ty had shifted his right shoulder backwards along with his right leg in preparation to make a swift parry. The masked boy was fast, but still human, and his target became as clear as day once he pushed off the wall into a launching strike at his brother. It was as though he didn't even account for the red haired Hattori as the masked man launched an all out attack.
He and his brother understood positioning and its importance in a fight. And at this moment Ty had the better leverage over Musashi to launch a counterattack. The crimson haired Hattori would utilize the boy's launching momentum against him. As their new found enemy came diving in head first, the eldest Hattori would twist his body and lift his right leg in one sweeping motion. The masked man had launched a right fist at his brother, but would instead find that a speeding foot to his temple would be thrown to greet him first, completely to interrupt his attack. With all of the boy's momentum heading into this singular attack, it'd prove an impossible feat to stop himself from running into Ty's foot, something requiring superhuman body control or even air manipulation to avoid it. And naturally, having already launched a full blown focused attack, it'd prove much too late to launch a block or parry, even if he somehow saw the kick coming with the short distance between them. Naturally, a leg is much longer than an arm in length, and the much taller Ty Hattori could reach him with relative ease. That was the tricky thing about momentum, if not used wisely it could be turned completely around against you. With the momentum the masked kid traveled with, and being met with Ty's own speeding kick, this blow would not only knock him off course, but undoubtedly cause a heavy daze, making the rest of this fight very difficult for him. Neck damage was very possible as well.
Whether or not it hit or missed, he'd be able to twist with his momentum and regain his balance. He still had the better positioning, and he was sure his brother would move out the way to not fall prey to either Ty's attack or the obvious diving punch from the masked fighter. Following his strike, regardless of success, he'd take a step back to further analyze the situation. However, he'd have to think rather quickly. More commotion and shuffling that he caught in his peripherals as the hulking hooded boy he fought on the subway and the speedy Macht Starke (he knew of his skill from gym class), had entered the school, quickly closing the distance between them, the blood lust in their eyes. Ty prepared himself, using the previous momentum from his spin and rather clear window of opportunity to face the approaching fiends, simultaneously calling out to his brother to warn him. "Musashi!" The hulking brute went straight past Ty towards his brother, and the Starke kid came at Ty with a quick right handed jab. Shit. He was lightning quick. The Hattori boy barely had enough time to react to it, but the attack wasn't a surprise, providing a brief window to react. Ty would shift his body forward and slightly down, bringing it in towards the punch and Starke's body. Simultaneously he'd shift his head to the right for an evasion, the boy's knuckles slight connecting and grazing past his cheek bone. It'd prove near impossible to completely avoid that blow, however Ty could use this perfect opportunity to get on the inside of Starke. The boy would follow up and through with a very sharp hooking left punch aiming for the boy's rib cage left wide open due to his right jab attempt. Despite his great speed, the distance between the two would naturally cut it down and make it very tricky to avoid this blow. Positioning would play a key factor as usual. Attempting a dodge to the left would run the boy straight into the lockers, trapping him, in which case Ty would simply follow through, twisting his hips to connect.
Attempting a dodge to the right would run him directly into Ty's hook shot. And even a dodge to the back would prove tricky to completely avoid all of the damage, due to the close distance between the two. Assuming Starke is throwing a proper punch, his body would have to lean into it, twisting his hips even if it were a simple jab, providing the eldest Hattori just enough room to get very close to him and deliver an excellent open blow. Making a block could prove futile as well with his only free arm on the other side of his body, too far to intercept Ty's much closer left.
Hit or miss, Ty was in good positioning to make a block and weave to get some distance between them. With this kid's speed, he would have to be extremely attentive and perceptive to dodge incoming attacks. Quite frankly, there simply wasn't enough time for the hooded brute and Starke to come from the fountain after the quick start of the fight and interrupt Ty's leg strike at the masked boy's body. Through careful calculation and timing, the playing field should even out with relative quickness.
So, if this many people were gunning for their heads at once, they obviously weren't unknown in this school at all. It was a battle, and it'd be a good one.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 16, 2015 18:12:08 GMT -5
Alicia wrapped her arms protectively around Mireli's neck and scooted closer to the girl when the bell finally rang. She gasped and staggered when a boy jumped over them. Damn. This really had begun. It wasn't a joke anymore. The teen pulled one hand out of her denim short-shorts and popped her pointer finger, prepared for attack. She had an eye on everything around, the other watching herself and the smaller girl close to herself. Alicia bit her bottom pink lip while tapping one foot nervously. Surely she'd had knowledge of combat, she was very intelligent when it came to fighting. The teen even knew her way around parkour, but strength wasn't so well. The real question was... Did Mireli even know how to fight? She seemed so innocent and adorable, not the appearance of someone you'd see fighting. Alicia signed and once again scanned her surroundings while waiting for the fight to come to her. Hopefully it wouldn't for a while. It seemed the show had already begun judging by the few fights starting around already. These students were amazing fighters. Luckily, Alicia knew a few tricks of her own. This fight wasn't so serious, really, just for fun to the girl. Though status did mean everything... Would being a pillar count towards anything?
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