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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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Arguments Cause Accidents (Knuckles)
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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 12, 2014 21:36:47 GMT -5
As he had started moving to get in range, his opponent would head the opposite direction. He always thought he was going to run away again. There was no way he was going to let that happen. But when he jumped and landed on the window of the car looked backwards, he knew that was not the case. However there was no backing out now.
Steven launched his attack and Austin raised his arms in preparation to try and block it. But before he fully committed, he had came up with an idea. It would be hard to dodge, but Austin didn't plan to dodge. Instead as his opponent came down while Austin was running, the outlaw would shift forward and then leap, arms still curled near his head.
His route had been to simply break through the attack. His diving tackle would target the kids other leg, the one that had dropped to help provide the axe kick. It was likely his back wouldn't escape the kick unscathed, but if he managed to time his own attack correctly, his opponent would be violently forced face first toward the pavement.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 12, 2014 21:56:06 GMT -5
There was no way to abort or avoid was coming but that was true for both of them. Steven right leg would finish bring down his leg a top knuckle just before Steven other leg was used like a level to send him toward the ground. Instinct led to Steven arms coming up. No quick hand stand to escape or flip away though but as a shield. His arms would slam into the ground solidly his forward monument causing him to tumble away, not the steady control roll of normal combat, but that more like that of someone thrown across the floor. Steven would flip onto his back with a push, to make sure he was in a position to defend himself, before he would tried to stand as fast as possible, hoping that his partially landed kick had hit with enough power to be painful. Painful enough to give him time to stand, as Knuckles shrugged it off. Steven had to wonder how much longer the two of them could go on dealing out this punishment upon one another. (OOC: Not the counter I was thinking you might go for. )
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 12, 2014 23:05:24 GMT -5
(Ooc: I try not to be predictable all the time..)
Austin's plan has been successful. He had managed to gore the leg and topple his opponent. Knuckles felt the sting of Steven's kid landing upon his back. And as he his the ground he skidded a couple inches, stopping just before the car.
"That's going to sting in the morning.."
Lifting himself up onto his feet, he would brush off his vest as he turned around rolling his shoulders. Austin was heaving from both anger and exhaustion. But he was still far from giving up, at least on the mental side. This wasn't finished.
"If you want you can take a knee, I'll make it quick if you wanna bitch out."
Pushing himself through the pain, like he had his whole life, Austin was on the move again. There was more caution in the speed he chose to run at this time. However if he got close enough, his right arm would cock and he would throw a right cross. However that was a distraction. His torso would twist and he would pull his right side back, dropping his shoulder as his left knee lifted to try and land upon Steven's right floating rib.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 13, 2014 13:08:08 GMT -5
Like Steven was going to just give up either. He had no desire to just let this guy beat him down. Steven glanced of the corner his eye to see that James had apparently fled already.
As knuckles came in Steven would use the greater reach of his legs to attack. With his right leg, Steven would fire out a side kick aimed for just under his sternum, before his leg would snap back in so as not to be grabbed and then come down to slam out to the front of the guys ankle of his most forward leg.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 14, 2014 1:08:52 GMT -5
Steven's snap kick would land flush, Austin would grunt as he felt the blow, curling slightly. That kick hurt, but his bodily reaction would allow him to see the second kick before it came. Shifting his weight, his lead leg would lift to check the kick, his standing leg bending as he did.
It would then thrust upward, Austin's body un-curling to release more power as his left arm thrust outward and up. It was something of an expended upcut, but approaching in an unusual angle. The chin was still where it was aim, but this would force his head back violently if it landed.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 14, 2014 9:13:12 GMT -5
While Steven caught the fist coming in, he was unable to stop it. He would turn his head to minimise the blow but it was still a painful hit. This had to be dealt with, and quickly. Steven arms which had been coming in to try and stop the blow would clamp down on his wrist from either side. With a savage yank to the side Steven would step inward.
A knee would come up, slamming into his gut as Steven would continue you to pull, tuning his body and tossing the man down by his feet, so that he landed face down. If he went down, Steven would try to end this as quick as he could. Steven's leg would raise and stamp down, right in the middle of the guys spine. If the guy appeared to still be able to resist, the stamp would repeat, until either the guy had escaped or was no longer in a state fit to fight.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 14, 2014 22:16:19 GMT -5
His punch landed, However his opponent would grab his wrist with both hands and yank his left arm to the side, stepping in with a knee to his gut once again. He didn't have time to defend against it aside from tensing his abdomen up, which barely lessened the pain.
Austin would roar in anger as his muscles fought hard against Stevens. His body would shift weight as his opponent had tried to throw him down, and he would swing his other side around as Steven rotated. Austin's right arm would wrap look to wrap around the kid's midsection. Austin's hunched position would allow him to tuck his head against Steven's upper back.
In a wrenching upward motion, Knuckles would lifted with his might, arching his back as he looked to use the boy's grip, and his own to hoist him up, over and backwards. A suplex to the pavement. Austin knew if he was successful this fight wouldn't be far from over, if it didn't finish the job once and for all.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 14, 2014 22:41:36 GMT -5
'Damn it why won't this guy down.' Steven thought as the guy resisted against Steven attempt to throw him to the floor, before grabbing him almost from behind and lift. 'This isn't good' He mind added and he knew that this was soon going to be over and all he could do know was minimise the losses. As Steven was picked off the ground both his legs would swing up and then in towards Knuckles. He didn't like what he was going to do but it seemed needed.
Half way through the suplex, the other guy would find, the back of the heels of Steven's shoes come slamming into a quite delicate location, his pride down below. It was unfair and cowardly in Steven's mind. But no matter what Steven would come down with enough force to leave him unable to get back up, all he was trying to do was make it so that the other guy also wouldn't be in a state to continue. Sothat he couldn't beat on him unresisting once on the ground.
If the blow landed, not only would it be painful for the guy but Steven would probably land partially on him and forcing his head into the ground as the pain from being struck in the groin made concentrating on the suplex to finish it correctly extremely unlikely. Hopefully if they both did go down from this, someone would come along to split them apart, no doubt his cousin was already going to get help from someone.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 14, 2014 22:59:47 GMT -5
Austin's suplex would have been irreversible by the time Steven's blow connected. Austin would certainly feel the pain, who wouldn't? But this was also a guy who had a group of friend's who kicked each other in the nuts on a regular basis while drunk.
Austin's head had been tucked against Steven's back from a reason. It helped him keep his grip tight, and it gave him less room for error. Austin's shoulders would suffer damage for sure, but he was pretty positive that his opponent's head was going to smash into the ground.
He was nearing his limit, but he knew the other kid was too. Knuckles wouldn't have the energy to beat the kid any more once he was down. His stamina was drained, he had suffered blows of his own and his anger was finally fading. Sure, he was still mad. But he believed he had dealt enough damage to compensate him mentally.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Dec 14, 2014 23:04:14 GMT -5
Steven would indeed come down with an almighty crash to the head, somehow he remain conscious, however he wished that he hadn't as pain blossomed and filled his mind. Steven would trash out widely from the pain, and a desire to deal some last second blow to the guy. However there was no way he was going to be getting up after this.
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Post by "Knuckles" on Dec 14, 2014 23:26:39 GMT -5
Knuckles heard the thud and knew he was going to be the victor this day. Pulling himself free, Austin would chuckle in pain slightly as Steven flailed a little in his last ditch attempt to do something. But Austin would pull away, stepping back as he seethed in pain. His gut was sore, his shoulders as well. He was sure there would be plenty of bruises and scrapes he could admire later.
"I'll let you dwell on this.. It was fun..
Moving away from the kid he had just beaten, Austin would make his way gingerly toward the car and his wrecked bike. Swearing again under his breath, he would throw a half-assed kick to the car's fender, which barely even left a dent in his exhaustion. Pulling his cellphone out, he dialed the Strong-Arm number and explained what happened with his bike. Hanging up after he knew a truck and trailer were on the way, Austin would turn and begin to walk off school grounds, half shouting as he passed by Steven.
"You've been 'Knuckle'd, kid. Catch you around, dickwad.."
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