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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.
Full Story Here.
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Post by Angel Vance on Dec 11, 2014 2:04:08 GMT -5
The kick hit home. Angel coughed up mucus but damn if he didn't fight past that pain and grab onto the strangers foot for dear life, if he wasn't going to win, he was going to leave a memory! Holding his breath to avoid feeling the pain for as long as he could he would wrap his arms around the mans leg gripping it with one arm as the other arm slammed down elbow first onto the mans knee pulling up with his other arm on the leg he would apply as much pressure as he could attempting to break this guys leg. If the man was going to play for fun, neither was Angel.
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I'm fine in the fire, I feed on the friction. I'm right where I should be. Don't try and fix me..
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 11, 2014 10:56:40 GMT -5
The kick landed and his opponent t scrambled to whatever he could. Of course he didn't have any kind of grounding, thus his grab and pull wouldn't be so effective. Austin's leg would bend, allowing the elbow to collide. It wouldn't feel great, but this kid had no where near the strength to do any real damage with his strike.
However his knee attack would have been aborted. Austin would instead push forward with the leg he held and release it. This would cause his opponent to drop to the ground on his back side. Both hands of Austin's would grasp tightly together to form a big club that he aimed to drop hard into Angel's midsection from above.
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Post by Angel Vance on Dec 11, 2014 12:30:16 GMT -5
As he felt his body dropping Angel reached up and sucker punched the man in the groin, he wasn't above fighting dirty, and after see what abuse this guy had in mind for him he didn't care. Hitting the ground Angel's air would be knocked out of him but would immideatly begin to roll under the table next to him over to the other side. With any luck the crotch shot would have the man at a pause long enough for Angel to get back at his feet, arm around his gut. If this all went as planned he would spartan kick the table as hard as he could in an attempt to make it collide with the man and hopefully knock him down.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 11, 2014 12:56:08 GMT -5
Gugh~ Ooohh, you little shitbag.
The groin shot was felt and Austin wouldn't carry out his second plan of attack. Instead the boy plopped o to the ground and began to roll away. This was getting tiring and Austin was growing even more annoyed than before. When the kid kicked the table, Knuckles would hurdle over it and begin walking straight for Angel once again.
"Abusing the furniture isn't going to get you through this, buddy. Be a god damn man."
The outlaw would step into range and throw a left jab toward Angel's face. But before it would get close enough to connect he would retract the strike and rocket his right hand low before cutting up to try and land those knuckles against the underside of Angel's chin. A quick feint in which he hoped would catch his opponent off-guard.
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Post by Angel Vance on Dec 11, 2014 17:37:23 GMT -5
Angel wouldn't wait for him to get closer this time, as soon as he vaulted over the table Angel shoulder charged forward hoping to knock him into the table. If this worked Angel would do short quick punches to the mans diaphragm pulling his punches back only to his elbow before punching again, he would attempt to hit the man 5 times in the same spot before quickly backing up. He didn't know much wing-chun except what he had seen his brother do, he would do 'handshakes' with his brother so he knew his arm form well enough.
If he were successful in the hits and backing away he would get as much distance as he could without taking his eyes of the man, but then Angel would cough up more mucus, he had taken more damage then he thought, and adrenaline only help so much. Whatever would happen now this fight needed to end quickly.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 11, 2014 19:27:05 GMT -5
Angel came right at him as he landed. Austin had stayed stationary threw his jump, so the previous distance was still between them. The larger male let his opponent come in, bracing himself as the kid's shoulder collided with his midsection. As the kid had made contact, Austin would have already lifted his arms in anticipation. Both arms would drop and both elbows would look to find their place upon the kid's upper back.
If the boy decided to stay in range this time, Knuckles would simply lift and repeat the process over as many times as he could. From his experience this far, this boy wasn't that strong and Austin wasn't afraid to take a few of his punches to dish out some real damage.
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Post by Angel Vance on Dec 11, 2014 20:42:03 GMT -5
Angel would bite his lip, trying to stay conscious. That hit was probably going to be the last he could take. But first he was going to send this stranger a going away present. Stooping low allowing the force of the first hit to drop him he would wrap his arms around the back of the mans knees, mustering all he had left he would grip, tighten, and lift picking the man up into the air then he would slam him back down aiming for his mid-back to hit the corner of the table he had just vaulted over. Letting the mans own weight against gravity to cause the max damage possible. But as soon as they came down for the drop Angel's world would go dark and he would fall to the ground unconscious, the song had ended, he was done.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 11, 2014 23:44:35 GMT -5
It seemed the fight was going out of this one. Austin's elbows managed to do the trick, but the kid was stubborn, even in weakness. He would fight against the lift, but he would still loose footing and feel the corner of the table as he fell into it.
"Shhhiit. Little bastard.. Chose wrong today.. Tried to tell you.. But nooooo, don't listen to me."
Now that the was unconscious, Austin would drag him toward the center of the lunch room. He would stop when the kid was in the center of his club patch. Standing up, he would wince slightly as he stretched out. It wouldn't be long before the lunch bell rang. Spitting upon the downed kid before he turned away, he would make his exit, lighting a cigarette as he did.
It would only be a matter of time before whispers of what happened here would spread wide. A new threat had arisen. Austin's first objective would be complete. Getting the student body stirred up would certainly set a new tone for the new school year. And he had plenty more planned for the future.
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Post by Angel Vance on Dec 12, 2014 2:47:29 GMT -5
Angel, would happily, unconsciously, drool on and smear the nice man's still wet painting. Least he could do for suffering a defeat.
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Post by God-Maker Syrum on Dec 12, 2014 14:45:26 GMT -5
Edgar, having been watching the interactions from the beginning, waited until the winner left, a small smirk on his face. He walked out into the cafeteria, still two or three minutes from the bell ringing. Edgar was planning to take over as Headmaster, and he couldn't have some gang mussing up the place. But he was curious about the boys, and wanted to see who would be the victor. Who believed their strength actually mattered.
Walking in before any students arrived, Edgar would bend down and easily lift the kid into a fireman carry on his shoulders. It was like the boy weighed next to nothing for him, so he would walk the child from the cafeteria so that word, in fact, would not spread about the gang beating people up. He pulled a smoke from his pack as he walked, but paused. He didn't want to set a bad influence, did he? He would have to smoke outside, or when he got home. For now he tucked it back away.
Off to the infirmary.
OOC: I will be making a thread for Arianna. You can have him wake up in it if you want, or post after Edgar leaves with him waking up.
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