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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 Aaron Hollows on Feb 23, 2015 14:31:54 GMT -5
There would be a knock at Austins door!
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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 Feb 23, 2015 16:08:50 GMT -5
Knuckles would hear the knock, it had almost startled him. He hadn't been expecting any visitors, but it wasn't entirely strange for people to come knocking on his door step. Rick was out, he had the apartment to himself at the moment.
Right arm folding behind his back, his hand grasped the handle of the .50 which had been gifted to him. He would move toward the door, placing his left hand on the doorknob before glancing through the peep hole. A breath would escape as he turned the door knob and opened the door for Aaron.
"You dont write, you don't call.. I didn't know if you were still kickin', Mr. Hollows."
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Feb 23, 2015 17:23:20 GMT -5
Aaron looked up, hands in his pockets, as the door opened. He would ignore the comment's casual, jovial tone, opting instead to look inside his house. He didn't know if the emphasis on his name was meant to make him sheepish, but he was neither embarrassed nor ashamed of his teaching position or that he hadn't told Austin. The kid was in a shaky alliance with him for the time being- didn't mean he got everything he wanted all the time.
"I figured getting our story straight before we're gutted would be smart."
He'd wait for permission to enter- he was a gentleman, not rude as fuck. And he fought for the right for people to have their home and decide who comes in and out. So, assuming Austin did invite him in eventually, he'd step across the threshold.
"I assume, since I didn't answer your questions at our last meeting, you'd have them now. So....let's have a chat, "Knuckles", about what you want to know."
...And I'll decide what I want to tell you.
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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 Feb 23, 2015 17:47:12 GMT -5
Austin would nod toward the inside of the room, inviting Aaron in as he moved away from the door, through the living-room and into the kitchen. The smell of burning food made an audible groan escape Austin's mouth as he realized that delicious looking grilled-cheese was now burnt to a crisp.
"Shhii- Well, I suppose my biggest question would be.. What the hell we plan to do. Because Talon's lapdog's made contact with me inside #552.. Now they want me to crush the Lightning Gang."
Knuckles would proceed to toss out his ruined food, opting to walk to the fridge and pour himself a glass of soda. He would take a large gulp before focusing those hazel pupils upon Aaron once again, waiting to see what he wouldsay.
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Post by Aaron Hollows on Feb 24, 2015 18:16:42 GMT -5
Aaron would take a seat at his table, turning a draping an arm over his chair, getting comfortable.
"That's easy. Do it."
He would watch the young male attempt to stop his food from burning, curious about how the boy would handle it. When it came to war, Aaron was familiar with necessary losses. Though LG had their uses, they weren't necessary and they needed to be sacrifice. So be it.
"That includes Allen and Phoebe. Make sure to stomp them too."
He was a heartless fuck, or so it seemed. Truth was, if he didn't take them out too, he would be showing Riot a weakness. And Aaron couldn't have that.
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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 Feb 25, 2015 13:08:18 GMT -5
"Ahh.. Okay. Since it's just no big deal to their big brother and all. I might need your help.. This tard at school has been runnin' around with a mask.. Cover your face some how and fight with me."
Knuckles would take another sip of his drink, before speaking quickly.
"We are in this together.. It'll help gain favor with The Core. I imagine that is the group with the real power within Riot.."
This time Austin would focus on his drink, waiting patiently to hear what Aaron would say.
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