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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 Macht Stärke on Feb 18, 2015 17:35:05 GMT -5
School had yet to begin, and Macht didn't have tutoring this morning, so he figured he'd hit the basketball court and get some fun in while he could. No one was around, so he could practice as he saw fit without having to worry. Plus, he had Takehiro's keys, so he could get into the gym on his own.
Wearing a wife-beater, loose-fitting black gym shorts, and black running shoes, Macht pulled a basketball from his bag and headed to the three-point line. He'd bounce the ball against the floor a couple of times, the noise echoing throughout the empty gym. He caught it, spinning it in his hands, and then raised it above his head with his elbows bent. The ball was in his right hand, with his left acting as support. Bending lightly at the knees, the German boy hopped into the air and, at the peak of his jump, tossed the ball at the basket, rolling it off his fingers as he did so. As he landed, the ball rolled around the rim of the basket before falling through. This was going to be all Macht did for the next hour.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 18, 2015 20:27:53 GMT -5
Alicia, with a gym bag slung around her shoulder and across her torso, kicked the door to the gym open with her foot. The girl had her bangs pulled back with a pin and hair pulled into a bun, along with a green tank-top, shorts and high-tops. She brought her owns basketball and gym clothes. Upon entering she noticed someone already practing and scowled before throwing the bag into the bleachers.
She chewed her bubblegum and let it pop before spitting it into the bleachers. The teen picked up her own basketball and began dribbling, running towards the basket on the opposite side of the court for a layup. Alicia leaped from her left foot, pushing the ball up with her left arm, hiking the right in the air. The ball hit the closest corner on the square of the basket, and fell through the rim making the net swish. She turned and caught her own rebound before turning to look at Macht. "Wanna play a quick game? To 20, me and you. Unless someone else joins." Alicia spoke loudly to annoy and stop the boy from practicing on his own.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Feb 18, 2015 20:34:43 GMT -5
When Macht heard the gym door get kicked open, he sighed, a frown forming on his lips. He dribbled the ball a bit, walking up to the half-court area, turning just in time to see Edwards go for a layup. He shrugged, catching the ball and spinning on his heel, leaping up and pulling a half-court shot. The ball went flying, hitting the rim, the only thing allowing it to fall through the basket being the spin Macht applied with his throw.
"Half-court game. My ball, not the shitty school balls. Then sure."
He spoke loud enough for the girl to hear but didn't turn back to face her just yet. He shrugged, walking over to pick up his ball, and when he did, he would walk back to the half-court, dribbling it.
"You'll lose though."
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Feb 18, 2015 20:36:06 GMT -5
Levi walked by the open gym doors having just come from a good training session, smiling as he recognized Macht. Levi smiled and walked into the gym as he caught glimpse of another student talking to him. It took him a moment, but he finally recognized her from their dodge ball class. He walked up right as Macht got to midcourt, putting his hand up as he spoke up, eyeing Macht.
"Yo, room for one more?"
Levi wasn't too worn out from his training and he was still fairly limber, so he saw this as a good way to get more exercise.
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Post by Ty Hattori on Feb 19, 2015 0:53:00 GMT -5
 BALL IS LIFE.
The crimsoned haired devil entered the gym, sweat already beading down his face. He had just finished up his daily routine with Coach Boom, assistant coach to the Varsity Baseball team. Coach boom had been frequently helping Ty prepare for baseball tryouts. The workouts were rigorous, but the Hattori enjoyed and endured them well. Entering the gym with a black baseball bat slung over his left shoulder, a bag of balls dragging in his right hand, and his black Nike cleats with a yellow Swoosh slung over his right shoulder. The hazel irises caught a very interesting sight. Macht Starke. It'd been about a week since he'd seen the speedy German. And that week had been hell week. The entire school in an all out war for a title, and the teachers merely stood back and watched. Ty halted in his tracks, sweat stains littered across his fitted black v-neck. Grey joggers hugged his legs with low-top black basketball shoes.
Starke was accompanied by Levi and Edwards, two also very athletically talented people from his gym class. Suddenly a rush of anxiousness and excitement built up through him. He wasn't exactly on 'friendly' terms with these people, but he believed there was an unofficial mutual respect surging through them. Something extremely rare, for the young Hattori, he decided to join them. Placing all of his items down on the side line, he shoved his hands carelessly in his pockets and silently made his way over to the trio. The boy halted around the left side of the half court, behind the three point line, his eyes fixing upon Starke first.
"You mind?"
His expression was serious as always, unmoving and expressionless. Those hazel hues carried that same hint of ferocity blanketed partially by curiosity. The truth was that these people, Starke especially had piqued his interest. He'd seen their physical abilities, but he wanted to explore their minds now. The game of basketball being just as mental as it was physical, it'd be an excellent opportunity. Here it goes.. |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2015 9:02:27 GMT -5
Alicia rolled her golden eyes at Macht's response. "Hmph. Don't get cocky." She rolled her ball to the sidelines away from the court and took a look at her pedicured nails while two other boys entered. When she took a moment to glance up, Alicia huffed. "Well who's team do you want to be on?" Her stare turned to Levi, she put a bored expression on her face while waiting.
"There's me," Alicia put a hand on her chest and smiled. "Mr. Overconfident, you, and Redhead over there." First she pointed to Macht, then Levi, then Ty who had just asked to join himself. The teen was excited to begin the game, not really caring who's team she was one. Back before her mother's murder, Alicia played basketball everyday outside with all the other guys. Her weakness had to be knowing what to do next, but the girl was an expert when it came to everything else... kind of.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Feb 20, 2015 14:51:18 GMT -5
Macht grinned as Levi and Ty walked onto the court. As they were deciding teams, Macht threw his ball at Levi. He didn't want to be on Ty's team, simply because he wanted to play against the other redhead, and Edwards was the initial Challenger, so that left the Asian.
"Our ball or yours, I don't quite care. Me and Levi. Half-court, to what, twenty?"
The German shrugged, taking a few steps back.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Feb 23, 2015 2:12:29 GMT -5
Levi's smile grew as Macht tossed him the ball. He didn't care what they played, Levi just suddenly had the urge to play. He was glad that he and Macht would be on the same side again. They had made a good team in dodgeball, not that it was really relevant here, but it showed that they could adapt and communicate well on the fly. Time would tell if they could do the same again.
Japan and Germany....there's a really bad joke in there somewhere....
Levi chose to keep his weird sense of humor to himself for now as he stretched his calves, waiting for the other team to accept.
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Post by Ty Hattori on Feb 24, 2015 17:10:43 GMT -5
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Post by Deleted on Mar 1, 2015 10:06:08 GMT -5
Alicia walked up to Levi and snatched the ball from him. "Then I guess I'll throw it in." She stood in front of the basket closest to her, signaling the other basket would be for her team. "Levi or Macht come check with me. After this we can just bring the ball in from out of bounds any other time." Alicia explained and spun the ball on her pointer finger while waiting for one of them to step up. Now her smile would be erased and replaced with that of a "normal expression". A smile wasn't the right thing to wear during a competition especially if you planned on winning. Much like Alicia did. "I'll pass the ball to you, then you pass it back to me and we start the game in case you didn't know. Simple as that." She stopped spinning the ball and moved her hands so she could hold it instead,
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Post by Macht Stärke on Mar 2, 2015 0:40:50 GMT -5
"Thanks for the tip. Can you explain the concept of dribbling, as well? I'm a little rusty," the German replied sarcastically while approaching Edwards. The entire time, he had a grin plastered on his face that just reeked of confidence. He was a competitive guy by nature, and while this was a friendly game, the parties involved naturally made his adrenaline start to pump.
Once he was in front of the girl, he'd hold his hands out and wait for the ball. Once thrown to him, he'd pass it back to her, almost lazily. As soon as the ball would hit her hands, he'd basically snap into a focus, and he would watch every movement she would make from then on. Couldn't act until she did, though.
This was gonna be fun.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 6, 2015 15:38:48 GMT -5
Alicia rolled her eyes and prepared herself for the game. She bounce-passed the ball to Macht, and when he passed it back, Alicia searched for her teammate. The teen hit the ball with one hand loudly, causing a loud smack to echo in the gym. Then, if not blocked, she would chest-pass the ball to Ty and officially begin the game.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 6, 2015 18:26:44 GMT -5
Levi chuckled as Macht teased Alicia. Basketball was pretty well understood and Levi didn't know anyone who had not played a pick-up game of basketball. A coy smile stretched across Levi's face as he took his place by Ty as she checked the ball, facing Edwards, but keeping the the man in his peripheral vision to keep pace with him.
"I hope I get a homerun..."
As Alicia passed, Levi would let Ty catch it before defending vigorously. Taking a few swipes at the ball occasionally to keep the pressure on his target. If he stole the ball, great, if not, Levi hoped it would force Ty the make a mistake.
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