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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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Post by Mr. A on Mar 2, 2015 0:33:30 GMT -5
[OoC: This will be open for the next 36-48 hours, and then I'm moving it on. If you're not in it once it starts moving, shoot me a PM if you want to join. No posting order or anything right now. Rewards will be based on factors such as participation and promptness, among other things. More info regarding the actual class in my next post.]
FOOTBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALL That was written on the main black board in the locker room, and Takehiro was not to be found in the building. This was, of course, because he was down at the lower field, where he would be prepping for the students to play FOOTBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALL. The field was about as big as you'd expect for a football field, and the grass was more dead than alive. The caretakers, it seemed, tried to compensate for this by extra watering, but it just made the ground muddy, and the dead grass slippery. The yard lines were hardly visible from inside the field, but could be seen rather well from the sidelines. At the sidelines, Takehiro would be standing, with a large bag filled with goodies for when the class was to begin.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Mar 2, 2015 0:36:38 GMT -5
"... fuck."
Macht stared at the giant word on the black board with a frown on his face. He loved the hell out of football, sure, but with Takehiro being in charge, shit was bound to get crazy. The giant was a fucking maniac, so while he knew he was going to have fun, he was also admittedly scared.
As lazily as possible, the red head got dressed in his gym clothes. A black wife beater, some loose black gym shorts, and generic black running shoes. His eyepatch was mostly covered by his hair, though it was still partially visible at an angle.
"Thiiiis is gonna be a biiiiiitch," Macht would sing as he made his way down to the lower field. And it was.
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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 Mar 2, 2015 0:54:11 GMT -5
Football? Why the hell not.. A little leisure ain't gonna kill me.
Austin had changed into his own gym clothes, a grey shirt that had apparently been shirt at least, before he had ripped off the sleeves. A simple pair of black shorts with a silver strip up it's sides, hanging just below his knees. The same worn, white shoes worn like always.
Slicking his hair back, he would smirk as he ran up behind Macht and gave him a rough ruffle of his orange hair. The new School Captain would then pat him on the back as he paced himself with his fellow gang member.
"The demolition team, eh? You ready to have some fun?"
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Post by Musashi Hattori on Mar 2, 2015 1:04:21 GMT -5
"The day has finally come."
Musashis favorite sport in the entire universe was the game of football. This was the game that he practically ate, slept, and breathed all day long. He even considered trying out for the football team himself, but couldn't because he had to work at home until his mom started her new job. But that was another story. He was sure that once his brother checked what the game of the day was going to be for Phys Ed that he would be pumped up too.
"I finally get to put my gear to use."
He would say after looking at the large football sign that was drawn on the black board. Finding his own separate corner in the locker room he would begin to lay out all the cloths he would be changing into. His gym outfit for the day consisted of a white Nike Dri-Fit shirt, a black Nike sleeve on for his left arm, a pair of black Nike vapor jet gloves, black Nike gym shorts, and of course black Nike shoes. He was confident without a doubt that he was going to be the freshest guy on the field. It wasn't going to matter whether he got dirty of not, he was ready.
After getting ready he would finally head down to the football field. He had been there many times so he knew how horrible it looked, but it wouldn't effect his game anyways. "Ready for some footballllll, on Mon----- Nope, not even gonna sing the rest of that song. That guys a racist." He would say as he continued to walk down toward the field.
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Post by Lexington on Mar 2, 2015 1:08:00 GMT -5
Lexington walked past the blackboard and saw the words "Football" written. Lexington's eyes lit up as he reread the board twice just to make sure his sight wasn't deceiving him. Lexington made his way into the locker room and put his athletic bag down. He pulled out his Jerry Rice jersey and threw it on, next he pulled out his gold shorts and his gold'n'black cleats and he threw those on also.
Lexington put his bag away in his locker and then walked out the door. "Montana throws over the top... and its caught by Rice in double coverage, he takes it up field to the 40..30..20..10.. Touchdownn!" By the time Lexington finishes his commentary he had arrived out to the field. "This field is shit, but I've played on much worse.." Lex scanned the area and made mental notes of the field. Remembering which spots he wanted to avoid and which spots would be prime ground for ankle breaking jukes. Lexington jogged over to Macht "Yo Macht, whats happening man!" Lex raised his hand for a high five.
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"What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets. Fuck outta' here."
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Mar 2, 2015 1:08:50 GMT -5
Idols are fucking crazy—feeling like as if it is their duty to maintain some glorified image twenty-four hours of the day and seven days of the week. Especially the females—the hot ones you and your boys gawk about when hanging out while playing video games. Juelz spent the entire weekend with one up and coming idol in particular, for reasons obvious to those that know anything about the crude and sexually active tycoon of NYC. The entire weekend was just one massive mess of subtle "flexing"—Juelz letting it be known he ran shit like the stoic silver back gorilla he was while the idol in question gave him nothing but toxicity smiles and fluttering eyes. Long story short, he now has bragging rights among his peers if he was the type to give a single fuck about the sheep that surrounded him; he felt like Ray Jay; just a little. Which now leads him to this Physical Education class period today. Juelz had to put in work for the prize, he hates working for something as common as, well, yanno'. So truth be told, he was a little salty and needed an escape from the bitter aftertaste of his actions. "Football?"A cocked eyebrow as amber eyes fixated upon the double doors leading to the field. He was an advent basketball player, but football was a sport he lacked knowledge in. Knowledge? No—he knew the game, the rules, the calls, the tactics. What he didn't know where players and could probably only name six teams off the top of his head if put on the spot. So, turning on his heels, he headed towards the field and wondered how this little game would turn out. If it was anything remotely similar to the Dodgeball fiasco... Let the salt commence... |
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Post by Adrian "Valo" Morei on Mar 2, 2015 1:30:29 GMT -5
Football? In our field? Oh boy...
- And oh boy was right, as Valo walked into the field dressed in his gym outfit. Dead grass, muddy ground, and a bunch of beefy dudes. What more could you ask for? The black haired boy sighed as he walked over to where Mr. Amakusa was, making it a point not to look at Macht if he could help it. The boy just being here meant it was going to be a painful time for Valo...
God help me, why does he have to be everywhere...
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Post by Vivi Perish on Mar 2, 2015 10:53:46 GMT -5
Vivi had made up her mind not too long ago that she needed to get involved with Phys. Ed, since she hadn't played much sports since she left prison and her old gang.
In spite of being tired from a late night of work, the violet haired girl tried to keep herself pumped-- ...Until she saw the words 'football' scrawled across the black board. "Oh for the love off..." she murmured rubbing a hand wearily across her face, "I'm screwed..."
It wasn't in her nature to back down now, but while she had never had much exposure to sports and pop culture, she was preeetty sure football was something that mostly guys did. Big guys.
Regardless, Vivi inhaled sharply and went to the locker room to change. Her gym outfit for today would consist of a dark blue tank top, black gym shorts, black fingerless gloves, and black sneakers. Before exiting the room, Vivi clipped her bangs out of her face. She couldn't have her hair obscuring her vision during sports, but even so, she felt this strange sense of defenseles-ness with her face completely exposed. The girl headed out to the feild, forcing herself to walk confidantly and with her gaze steady. She nearly stopped in her tracks when she saw all the giant guys. Of course, she knew this would be the case, but still. Getting beat up once in a while couldn't hurt, right? ...Or was that an oxymoron?
Vivi's natural reaction would be to gravitate toward someone she knew, and the first person she recognized was Macht. Problem was, the ermergersh-you-broke-mah-phone-guy was with him. She steered clear of those two and came to stand near Musashi. "Hey kid," she said jokingly, and nudged him with her elbow.
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Post by Levi Kayamei on Mar 3, 2015 1:02:31 GMT -5
"hm?"
Levi read the black board as he changed. It wasn't as exciting for him as the previous class, but you couldn't always play dodgeball right? WRONG! Dodgeball was always the right choice. Levi slammed his locked shut as he walked through the exit to the field
Football it is I suppose...
Today, Levi was wearing a black shirt made of that smooth athletic, moisture wicking material and white gym shorts. He trotted onto the field, noting the lack of traction on the ground. This was going to get really messy really fast. He stopped as he came up beside Macht, putting a hand on his shoulder as he laughed.
"Ready to try to run on this crap?"
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Post by Ecko Armitage on Mar 3, 2015 10:04:27 GMT -5
[OOC: Vivi shall not be alone! XD]
"When I walk in the spot (yeah), this is what I see (ok) . Everybody stops and they staring at me . I got passion in my pants and I ain't afraid to show it, show it, show it, show it ....I'm sexy and I know it."
< Ecko might've been having a little too much fun in the locker room; actually there was never such a thing as too much fun for the young sophomore. Her bluetooth earbuds blared a particular song in her ears as she shimmed while she dressed. Singing the words and even humming the beat occasionally. Chestnut brown locs tied up in her usual high pigtails that looked a little like cat ears. A dark purple tank peeked from under a black sweat jacket. Her legs covered by a matching pair of black sweatpants with her hands wearing dark purple leather fingerless gloves and black and purple sneakers. Ecko twirled and booty bumped her locker closed before realizing her headphones were still on her person instead of in her locker.
"Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle yeah. Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle yeah. "
< Wiggle wiggle she did as she was about to leave when her hazel gems locked onto the black board and read the words Football. The young girls eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. No she didn't really know football all to well. But see this gave her all the excuse to run around a large field and pounce on a bunch of guys for all legal reasons. Ecko was a huge ball of energy and an advent runner, she'd make a perfect teammate. She grinned and fist pumped about to leave but finally realized having her headphones was not a good idea and ran back to her locker fiddling with the damn thing again till it opened and threw her headphones in. Wait she threw her headphones in? Her eyes widened and she turned back quickly scrambling to reopen the locker and check her headphones.
"No no no no.. My babies are you ok! Oh yay! Still working! I will never toss you again."
< With that she gently placed them down and headed off to the field. Ecko was very keen on her devices and took extra care of them. Anyways TO THE FIELD! Ecko had a super pep in her step as she headed outside and eyed all the guys and well one girl. At least she wasn't alone not that Ecko cared about being in a room full of guys by her lonesome. Nope. Not a care made her difference to her but seeing as this was more or less her first day of school there shouldn't be anyone she knew. Well if Mars and Cereza were around then yeah. But alas there was someone she was familiar with from Mayhem's tournament where she played announcer. Again her eyes lit up as she with oddly quiet steps came up behind Levi and pounced on him with such glee.
"RYU KATAMARI! I didn't think I'd see you on my first day!"
< No matter how many times she was told at the tournament that his name was Levi Kayamei this was what she dubbed him. Ecko was part Japanese but the culture fell just a little flat on her. Her pronunciations were sometimes off hence it was easier for her to say katamari with no problem than his real last name. For now she'd remained clung onto his back with her arms around his neck and her cheek against his giving him a nuzzle. Was she purring?
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Post by Mr. A on Mar 3, 2015 15:26:28 GMT -5
[OoC: Evens mean Macht, Knuckles, Levi, and Musashi kick. Odds mean Ecko, Vivi, Valo, Juelz, and Lexington kick.]
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Post by Mr. A on Mar 3, 2015 15:34:39 GMT -5
It would be evident that class was to start by the sound of a bell ringing, not far from the field. As soon as it did, Takehiro whistled to get the attention of his few students, and held out his bag. Taking out a few mesh jerseys, he threw them at Austin, Macht, Levi, and Musashi before also throwing Austin the ball.
"You four are doing the kick. Vivi, Ecko, Adrian, Lexington, and SANTANAAA catch. Simple enough?"
The Giant then pulled flags out from the bag and would hand them to each of the students. "Wear these around your waist. You have two flags, one on either side. Someone pulls either of these off of you, that's the equivalent of a tackle. Let's keep it clean, ladies." Assuming the students would be able to figure the rest out on their own, the man waved a hand and allowed them to go ahead and begin playing. He wanted this to be flag football, but he figured it would turn to tackle sooner or later.
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[OoC: Forgot to mention how this was going to go. Whoops. There is no set posting order for this. You can post as often as you want, provided there are at least four other peoples' posts in between any of your two. i.e.:
Your post one Someone else one Someone else two Someone else three Someone else four Your post two
This is to keep things moving, so we're not just waiting on one person for things to move on.
Rewards are not based upon who wins. Be active, participate, be a team player - if your character logically would be - play the game, and you get stuff for it. Rewards can be as nonexistent as 0 exp, to as much as +3 exp and an item.]
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Post by Macht Stärke on Mar 3, 2015 15:47:01 GMT -5
Macht forced out a chuckle when Knuckles approached, shrugging. "Totally. Just hope Tak doesn't throw some bullshit at us like lead-filled balls, or forty-pound flags." He grinned, suggesting it was a joke, but it really wasn't it. He'd pat Knuckles on the shoulder before receiving greetings from a few other familiar faces.
"'ey guys," the German began, high-fiving Lex and holding out a bro-fist for Levi to pound."The ground ain't all that's shit, I'll tell you now." Macht tapped his toes on the ground, acknowledging the poor state of the field. A field was a field, sure, but they weren't all great. He looked around to see who all was here, and eventually his eyes fell on Vivi - if the girl looked in his direction, he'd wink. He saw a lone Hattori, the asshole who stole his spot on the roof, that Santana guy, and some new chick he'd never seen before.
When the class finally started, Macht took his jersey and flags and adorned them quickly. He'd begin to make his way to the east side of the field, figuring it would be best to let Knuckles handle the kick, seeing as he had the force of a tank.
Not a bad team, I guess.
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Post by AceTheKidd on Mar 3, 2015 16:11:29 GMT -5
Roaming the halls Shiro stopped in his tracks seeing a post that caught his eye. "Football huh? I don't have shit to do so why not?" He said walking out of the school. The doors slide open and the light hits Shiro's eyes and make him squint from being in the darkness all day. He takes his time walking down the stairs to see a bunch of familiar faces all on the field. Young boy Macht, Valo, Vivi, Musashi, and Levi. "Hmmm maybe this will be a fun game." Shiro said walking over to the group.
"Whats up everybody" Shiro said as he joined the group. The field was in crappy condition, kinda looked like the beginning ten minutes of every cliche superstar football movie Shiro's ever seen.
Shiro stood an average 5'9 looking at the others who happened to be taller than him for the most part and a couple built like brick shit-houses. Shiro grabbed a near by football around and spun it on his index finger. "So anyone got a specific position they like to play? and is this two hand touch or tackle?" Shiro asked with a smile.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Mar 3, 2015 16:37:52 GMT -5
With the students divided into equal squads, slow strides carried the sagacious teenager to the receiving end of the turf covered field. once he reached the end-zone, he began stretching—stretch's akin to the legendary Saiyan himself. "How am I gonna' do this?" Two females, one Zulu warrior descendant (Lexington), and one Prince Charming (Valo). While the opposing team consisted of pure beasts and the newly crowed School Captain. He sighed, "Fuck,"Juelz rose to his feet, those old football cleats on his feet giving him more than enough grip needed to preform flawlessly. He sported the usual, solid colored basketball shorts, and a white shirt with the sleeves removed to allow more air flow to his soon to be boiling core. He pulled up his Nike brand athletics socks and simply awaited for the kick off to begin. |
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