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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.
Full Story Here.
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The House of KuhKnuckAceTialo [Knacelo Members]
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Post by AceTheKidd on Feb 25, 2015 3:19:04 GMT -5
"Return of the Saviors"Deep in New York is a Temple. A Cathedral. THE HOLIEST OF HOLY PLACES. The house of KuhKnuckAceTialo. The long lost ancestors of Knuckles, Shrio, and Valo are worshiped to the fullest in hopes of finding the ancestors who hold the power. THE TRUE POWER OF KUHKNUCKACETIALO. This is the oldest of all the religions and the only true religion. The religion that gave birth to religions. All that is, is KuhKnuckAceTialo. Existence Exist because of KuhKnuckAceTialo. Praise be with you and let KnuckAce guide your weary spirit - KuhKnuckAceTialo
The symbol of KuhKnuckAceTialo:
Our story follows four boys. Shiro, Knuckles, Valo, and Macht. The descendants of KuhKnuckAceTialo and the High priest. Each one of them was on their merry way when they are kidnapped by The House of KuhKnuckaceTialo.
Shiro was walking down the street after school when he sees an ever so attractive girl. Her skin glistened in the sun light, her smile as white as the clouds, her scent as sweet as a rose. Shiro was taken by all of this as he locked eyes with her. She seemed to have been staring at him. As they stared into each others eyes she gestured for him to follow and took off running. "WAIT!" Shiro screamed. As he sprinted after her she cut across the street and darted into the woods. Ignoring his instincts he was too determined to talk to the gorgeous girl who stole his thoughts. As she disappeared from sight Shiro stopped. She was no where to be found and now Shiro was lost in the woods. "Dammit I just wanted your number" Shiro says out loud. A female voice whispers in his ear "Ok". Completely take off guard Shiro goes to attack when a black bag is brought over his face and he is knocked unconscious.
As He wakes still under the cover of the black bag to the sounds of chanting. "KuhKnuckaceTialo! KuhKnuckaceTialo! KuhKnuckAceTialo! KuhKnuckAceTialo!" ~What the fuck are they chanting, ohhh shit I'm gonna be sacrificed aren't I?~ Shiro thinks to himself. As he tries to move he is bound by Steel bars that prevent him from wedging out of a sitting position. All seem's hopeless. All seems bleak. All Shiro can do is wait. As he turn's his head he can hear other people sitting next to him fidgeting as well. ~Shit at least I won't die by myself~ He thinks to himself. Not a second sooner the bags come off each of their heads. It takes Shiro to adjust to the torch lit room but he sees and entire room filled with people wearing Red and black robes with masks on chanting KuhKnuckAceTialo. The man in front of him seemed like the leader of the cult. In a regale red and black cult gown with multiple intricate symbols and the cult symbol directly in the middle of his chest the other cult followers seemed to bend to his every beck and call. To his left he sees a familiar face but the others he did not know. The Boy Macht from his Art class is sitting on the far end of the row of chairs. "How the fuck did he get kidnapped too?" Shiro wondered to himself. Then the man spoke "Welcome Saviors of the WORLD! The House of KuhKnuckAceTialo is your right full home and you are the kings accompanied by your high priest." ~This shit couldn't get anymore weird~ Shiro foolishly thought. But what the man had in store for them was more than just fairytales and bed time stories.
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Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
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Sky Dragon
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Dragons
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Feb 26, 2015 13:11:26 GMT -5
"come over bae""i cant im busy right now" "my parents arent home" - That wasn't exactly how it went, but it's how he saw it. Valo was on his way to Sarah's house, though she probably just wanted to talk about business stuff, when in the middle of the road, he was halted by what looked like it was a body on the ground. Hesitantly, he got off of his bike and walked towards it, looking around to see if anyone else was around or if this was some kind of trap. "Hey.. are you okay?" - He crouched down and placed his hand on the person's shoulder, it looked like it was a girl. Next thing he knew, her eyes shot open and she lunged at him screaming, and everything went black... - Hours later, he gained consciousness. His head aching, Valo began to try to get up, only to realize he was halted by what looked like steel bars. He was sitting, more like trapped, and with the black bag covering his head removed, he was in an area he did not recognize. They were chanting something strange... What the hell is.. KuhKnuckAceTialo?- Whatever it was, he didn't like the sound of it, and kept trying to struggle to get out. No use. Looking around, he was next to two people he didn't recognize at all. And looking around further, he saw... Macht? Shit. I'm gonna die either way.- Wait, did that guy just call them saviors? Of the world? What was he smoking? Valo remained silent, too dumbstruck to really give an answer.
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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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Apex Warriors
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Post by "Knuckles" on Feb 26, 2015 19:27:26 GMT -5
So here Austin was, just trying to get some nookie, relaxing at a local watering hole. There was this fine female specimen he had been checking out at the bar. He totally did not care that she was probably at least four of five years older than him. And on top of it, She had a cute friend. Knuckles was determined to make them take him home so that a Knuckle-Sammich could be made.
Standing up, he excused himself for moment to go to the bathroom. The first thing he did when he entered the bathroom, was of course to check himself out and make sure he was looking the best he could. His hands slicked back his hair, before patting the scruff on his face downward. He would then point toward his reflection and speak.
"You sexy mofo. You're gonna get lucky tonight."
Tearing himself away from his own reflection, he would walk to one of the urinals to finish the rest of his bathroom business. He ignored the sounds of the shall door behind him opening, peeing circles out of boredom. Before he knew it, there was a rag around his face and his head was stuff inside a black bag.
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Austin would wake, gasping for air. His head ached, his eyesight blurry. He had no idea what the hell happened. However he could tell that he was now restrained. His ears picked up the weirdest chanted words he had ever heard. And then someone spoke, his claims beyond bizarre.
"W-What the.. Fuck, my head.."
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I'm gonna make you bend and break.
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THE IRON DRAGON
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Post by Macht Stärke on Feb 27, 2015 1:24:36 GMT -5
Macht was on the way home from school today, and just finished up tutoring, so he was probably one of the last few on campus at this point. The redhead started off on foot, deciding to take in the weather, since it was nice for the first time in a long time. He enjoyed it for all of ten minutes, before he noticed something: the streets were uncomfortably empty. He looked around, and saw no one, save two strange looking dudes behind him, who looked to be following him.
Well, I know where this is going...
Without saying a word, the redhead booked it into an alley, and the two men chased after him. He was much faster, however, and was able to get away from them with ease. He hopped over a fence at the end of the alley, landing in a side street. He would be greeted with two more men rushing at him from his right, going for tackles. He slid away, hauling ass in the opposite direction. As fast as he was, there was no way for them to catch up. Once he neared the main roads, the redhead looked behind himself and laughed, holding up his middle finger.
"Fuuuuuuuck youuuuuuuu biiiiii-"
Macht's taunt was interrupted by the sound of screeching tires. A black van pulled up in front of him, and he didn't even see it coming. He tripped, barreling right inside of it, and was greeted by a smothering from breasts until he fell unconscious.
When he awoke, Macht found himself in a strange room, with people chanting strange words. Immediately, he knew this was some cult shit, and he sighed, kicking down at the ground with his heel. He realized he was bound, so there was no way to get out of this, meaning he'd have to play it by ear for now. Taking in his surroundings, he saw all familiar faces - Knuckles, that guy from the brawl and Drama class, and -
"I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!" Macht shouted at Valo, clearly caring nothing about the cultists at this point.
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Post by AceTheKidd on Feb 27, 2015 3:25:01 GMT -5
With all of the subjects conscious and located the Cult leader began to speak "SILENCE!!!" His voice rang throughout the entire complex and the ground began to shake and every lit candle went out but the one behind the cult leader. The chanting stopped and the room was completely silent. A purple flame sprouted into the air and surrounded cult leader forming different orbs of flame. "This is your story of KuhKnuckAceTialo great omnipotent leaders. Please watch the demonstration as we clear up your curiosity." The man said.
The purple flames began to dance and an echoie voice took the room.
There was no space, there was no time
there was no breath, there was no life
There were only two beings in this universe.
Two beings with two houses.
The house of Knuxelious,
and The house of Acelexion.
The two houses waged war to become the
one and only true omnipotence. The power
to create and destroy life with a mere thought.
The battle waged eons with no winners.
Countless lives lost, sacrifices made,
Achievements destroyed!
till an all out battle reigned.
Everyone was dead except for the two immortal beings.
Knuxelious and Acelexion battled for weeks nonstop
until an unknown soldier and priest stepped between the two.
"I have seen the light" the priest said,
"And I have seen the dark" The seer said.
"There cannot be a single house. For your powers are too great.
There cannot be two house for you are too similar.
The only option is to become one." they said in unison.
The omnipotent beings finally put down their weapons.
Looking at the men they ask "Who are you?" and the men
replies "I am Machuthius Starrkeus High Priest of Knuxelious"
replies "And I am Valios Moreillion Seer of Acelexion and
we only wish for a world were all humans may live a strive together"
As the beings listened to the men their decisions were swayed.
Men from their own factions coming together to stop an atrocity.
From the distance a glowing entity and a man approached forward.
The entity stepped forth and said "I am RaiNalia DawScyleaux the
Angelius and I have witnessed all that has transpired.
In order to complete the forging I must use my powers to bind you as one."
She said "And I Shugisius Yunix am a blade who bends to the will of none but my master"
The sentients agreed and the forging commenced. Lights of unbelievable
brightness and flair poured from the Angelius and thrusted into the Sentients.
With a slice of his blade the sentients were no longer two, but becoming one.
The omnipotent beings stepped to each and said
"For your noble deeds we will grant upon you the powers we contain
And you will also become immortal and stay by our sides as
Seeris Immoratius, Highest Priest Immoratius, and Holy Knight Immoratius,
for ever keeping balance. And as for you Angelius this process could
not have sustained our power without you please join us"
And so they did. Granting the men the powers the
gods formed into one being and along they took their loyal subjects.
As the sentients combined the power was so great it created a universe.
Something to contain all life and forms of all kind thus ensuring
humanity would not falter in the ways the mighty did.
In place a new house was created. The House of KuhKnuckAceTialo.
Knuxelious and Acelexion became KnuckAce and became the
new face and one true omnipotence.
They created the House of KuhKnuckAceTialo, and left the book of
KnukAceViMact to tell their tale and keep order. The book itself
is enchanted with great magical power and all who wield it are filled
with the House of KuhKnuckAceTialo."
The light show was over, the purple flames dissipated and the red flames reemerged. As he finished another girl was pulled from a side room sitting in the same chair as the captives with a black bag still on her head.
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