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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 Game Goes On (Hiroshi/Open)
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Post by Steven Rosett on Mar 10, 2015 13:53:07 GMT -5
Steven would not really be in the greatest state to be here. However after recent event in his life he needed some way to vent. As drinking, turned out badly, and he wasn't the sort to just beat on someone in order to vent. Here he was. The school gym. However his heart would deflate. It was meant to be a practice day for the team, he knew that, and it wasn't a game day either. Nevertheless there was no one around. Something must have come up and cancelled the practice at the last second.
This meant Steven was left there, currently alone. With a basket ball in hand, and for once actually dressed as if ready to play. It wasn't his school gym uniform, but one he had picked up recently. Bright orange on blue, the away uniform of the New York Knicks. The new uniform, made him slightly miss his old one from back before he moved to the area. However it did the trick.
Steven would drop the ball, and with a foot gently roll it over to the corner of the gym. He would then start a warm up of jogging around the gym. While no one else was here to play, there was nothing wrong of using the time here to stay in shape.
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Post by Hiroshi on Mar 10, 2015 14:02:58 GMT -5
I just had a call that practice was canceled because of something major, not knowing what I still felt like training anyway, there for I went to the gym still and was wearing a simple black tank top and white shorts. underneath the black and red Jordan's. Having the car parked at the parking lot I walked into the gym. Hearing a ball drop and roll I knew I wasn't alone here.
opening the door I revealed myself and saw a single guy running laps around the court. It wasn't a member of the team, maybe he just wanted to play for himself and I would just give him a node and just go on my own way at first. I brought my own ball as-well.
Walking towards one side of the court near the basket, I would just warm up abit by trowing three pointers and around 8 of 10 went in pretty easy, I was still getting to learn to hit 10 out of 10. Because with nobody trying to block it was rather easy of course.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Mar 11, 2015 14:56:44 GMT -5
Steven would notice someone else enter as he was running lap. Watching out of the corner of his eye Steven would see him start making some throws, and not doing such a bad job either. Steven would finish his warm up before stopping his laps near his own ball. Stretching out Steven decide rather then picking up his own to head over to the other guy.
"Heya."
Steven would call over as he approached.
"I thought that practice for the team was cancelled cause no one was here."
Steven said allowed once he had made the rest of the way over to the guy playing.
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Post by Hiroshi on Mar 11, 2015 15:23:45 GMT -5
As I was trowing my 3 pointers I almost forgot the guy that was also did his laps here, that until the moment he came up to me and Said Hi, and that there wasnt supposed to be a training. And he was correct but I had to train anyway. I wanted to become the ace and had to train hard for it.
" Heey, your right but being part of the team I rather train even tho we don't have to. "
I would toss him the ball to see him make the shot from where he was standing or whatever he rather do maybe a dunk it all depends on what he liked to play.
" Show me! "
I would tell him so he would not think confused of me throwing him the ball. My eyes would pay good attention on his movements or jumps or throws whatever he was going to do
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Post by Steven Rosett on Mar 12, 2015 7:20:28 GMT -5
Steven would catch the ball as it was tossed his way, hearing Hiroshi words. Steven would hop up into the jumping up with ease, one hand on the side of the ball steadying it, while the other under it would push up and send the ball arcing through the air.
Steven would land on his feet, watching the ball and dashing after it. Ready for a rebound of some kind. However the ball would hit the back board as it came down ward, knocking it forward slightly so the it would come down through the net. Into Steven waiting below, catching the ball he would turn.
Steven would then pass the ball. Both hands from the chest but aimed downwards so that it would hit the ground half way between them and bounce up to Hiroshi waiting form.
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Post by Hiroshi on Mar 12, 2015 17:50:11 GMT -5
He was a pretty good shot himself as I saw him jump up and shoot a three pointer himself with ease, he even went after the ball to rebound it if needed. But then He bounced the ball back towards me and I would easily just catch it of course, would be weird if I didn't. And I would bounce the ball next to me and looked at the guy.
" You are not a bad shot at all, you practice often? "
He would have to wait to answer as I dribbled at the basket and jumped up dunking the ball with force into the hoop and just hang there with one arm on it swinging a bit.. The basket would shake abit from the force and I would drop down.. Still didn't feel right. My balance didn't work that well yet and i wanted both hands to hold the basket but one slipped off.
Picking up the ball I would bounce it at him the same way he did to me before and now it was his turn to dunk after he spoke of course.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Mar 12, 2015 18:16:03 GMT -5
"Not as much as I should, but I use to play in my old school."
Steven would reply to the other man's question, slowly moving off to the side and around to make space for him dribbling the ball inwards and going in for the slam dunk. Steven would then catch the ball as it came back. Steven would start to dribble the ball on the spot with his left hand, before fumbling the ball.
"Damn it."
Steven would say quickly grabbing the ball with his other hand before it could get away from him. His left hand, and fingers were still bugging him. Even so Steven would drive forward with the ball, jumping with powerful steps and slamming the ball through the hoop. Steven wouldn't try and hold on though, and would let him self fall to the ground straight away.
"Doesn't help that I keep getting banged up and stabbed."
Steven would mutter, the ball bouncing from the slam on the ground ahead of him. Where unless Hiroshi went for it, it would eventually come to a stop.
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Post by Hiroshi on Mar 13, 2015 7:42:37 GMT -5
Seeing him trying to do the same thing as I did, but I could already tell he had the same problem as most team members had, they got beaten up or been in to many fights and it breaks the body for it to work well with Basketball. Its all about what you wanna do more. Like the team cant help it but maybe this guy likes to fight. He didn't hang on to the hoop and just dropped down.. The ball would roll towards my feet, I would smack on the ball making it bounce up and do it until its normal again to dribble with. And hear the guy talk about taking a beating and getting stabbed wasn't a good thing for basketball... well no shit it wasn't. " Its all about choices I guess. " I would run towards the hoop with the ball dribbling next to me and make a powerful dunk again with a spin in the air. After I dropped down I assumed he would already picked up the ball, the moves I did seemed hard, but I could do them easily but the thing was it did put allot on your body so doing this all the time was not possibly for me now. |
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Post by Steven Rosett on Mar 13, 2015 8:46:54 GMT -5
It was about a choice, what Hiroshi said was true. Steven choice had been quite some time ago in his last school. It was refusing to put his own life, school work and his game before those that needed help. He had been injuried seriously, that had been when he really lost his game. However he could have once he got here tried to get it back again. However with one thing after another, and with Steven still being unwilling to ignore certain things to avoid harm, well it hadn't happened.
Steven would then see the guy slam the ball once, more. This time with added flair. Steven would rather then bend at his back, flick the ball up with the front of his foot and catch it in his right hand.
"That was pretty cool."
Steven said, tossing the ball up gently from his right hand, and catching it in his left with a grunt. No pain no gain as they say. Steven would then take a few steps, and throw the ball straight up in the air with his hand. Grunting once more as his fingers complained.
As the ball would come down Steven would leap. His right hand coming up, and then downwards. Along the way it would catch the path of the ball, and then slam it down into the net. Basically a sort of slam dunk, to be pulled off if you were heading straight at a high flying rebound.
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Post by Hiroshi on Mar 13, 2015 9:00:49 GMT -5
The dunk I did before wasn't something I would try all the time as my body could not keep up yet. My skills were to high for my body at this point and I really had to train my body as well. Dropping down I could feel the knees giving in abit already and I would have to watch out on what I would do. The guy on the other hand was having trouble with his left hand it seems. Seeing his face change when he catches it with his left. " These moves ask allot of the body, I have to train it more. "Looking at the guy now, seeing him trowing the ball up and follow it up in the air and then slamming it down hard into the hoop itself. It had power behind it, the guy had a stronger body then I did that was for sure, but he used it differently then me. I would not pick fights as I didn't wanna risk it. I would only if I had to. " You could be allot better if you gave up the fighting side. Maybe you can help me with this. I want you to try and stop me "I would stand before him dribbling the ball and when he would blink his eye I would make my move and got low and went past his right side and for me the left. |
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Post by Steven Rosett on Mar 13, 2015 9:23:57 GMT -5
"I wish I could, maybe once I move onto college"
Steven replied to Hiroshi sentiment about giving up fighting. Here and now in this school, he didn't have much of a choice. With the School captain, Metuo, Riot and everything else. The fight seemed to come to him, or be so in his face with things that went against his character he had to act.
Steven would watch the guy as he started dribbling the ball wondering what he wanted him to stop. Then when he blinked the guy moved. Steven would spin as Hiroshi pass him and dash to follow. Before doing something that would probably shock him. Rather then simply trying to swipe the ball out, Steven would dive forward.
Grabbing the ball in both hands and hitting the floor he would slide along his front. Technically it wasn't breaking the rules of basket ball because he would purposely push the ball away from him before he slide to far, so that he didn't have the ball as he slide. It would go out of bounds still being in Hiroshi's team possession if this was a game. However if it was a last ditch attempt defence in a game it may be worth it.
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Post by Hiroshi on Mar 13, 2015 9:41:42 GMT -5
As I passed the guy, his speed seemed to be greater then mine as he was able to catch up with a spin and a dash. This was interesting as I probably have to play against people faster then me anyway. I was still just growing. I was probably talented but my body wasn't up to my skill. So seeing this guy being faster then me didn't surprise me at all and even made it more fun. Even tho I didn't go at a 100% yet. At this point the guy didn't even try to steal it, yet he was doing something else, he jumped forwards with both hands swiping it away from me and get it out of bound. My body would stop moving and I would look at him with a grin.. This was pretty interesting as he was keeping up easily. " Well, I didn't expected that! " Now I did wonder how good this guy really was and walked up to the ball and tossed it to him from my chest with both hands. And I would walk in front of him arms spread to the sides and bended my knees abit and waited for him to try and pass me. " Show me! "
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Post by Steven Rosett on Mar 13, 2015 9:50:16 GMT -5
Steven would almost miss catching the ball when it was thrown his way. Due to still getting up pain in his chest from landing on it so hard. He would then lazily start to dribble the ball in front of him. Steven would then start to walk toward Hiroshi, then as he got close, he would fake a dash to the left, then the right before final, storming straight through.
Steven would slam the ball in his dibble trying to get it through the guy's legs. Then as Steven would be about to slam into Hiroshi he would spin to the left around him, low to the ground and his right hand would try to grab the ball once more.
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Post by Hiroshi on Mar 13, 2015 10:02:53 GMT -5
It seems his body wasn't gonna stay up that muchts longer if he keeps pushing himself. As He came closer he faked a left but I wasn't fooled that easy as his body gave it away because of the pain, you could tell he could not go all out making his moves less effective then when he would be in a perfect shape. He then faked a right and right after passed the ball between my legs. It could have worked fine if I fell for the fakes he trough before.
" Almost! "
My body would dash back at the same time as he would try to spin around me to follow the ball and this way I was between him and the ball still. A fast spin would turn my back towards him and I would face the ball. Grabbing it I would jump and spin to try and score a two pointer, lets hope he would not be able to jump up this high. As my jumps were pretty high for a player.
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Post by Steven Rosett on Mar 13, 2015 10:16:10 GMT -5
It seemed that his fakes were not good enough and Hiroshi would be able to spin in a fashion to cut him off from the ball. Steven wouldn't even be thinking about the fact Hiroshi would then try and go for a throw. So would react slower then he should have when Hiroshi would leap.
With no other choice in trying to stop the ball, Steven would slap out at it with his left hand. However even being slightly taller then Hiroshi, Steven had jumped to late from hesitation to get his hand on the ball for a proper contact. Hitting against his hand, and pushing back his fingers the ball would continue on its path just slightly put out.
"Fuck!"
Steven cursed.
The ball would hit the back board and come down on the ring of the hoop. Spinning around the ring fast, and looking as if it could go either way.
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