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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.
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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 13, 2015 13:32:40 GMT -5
The up and coming drug lord sat in his car-a black and yellow 2015 Chevrolet Camaro. Amber iris' peered through the dark tinted windows as he watched the steady flow of students walk through the campus without a single care in the world. "I fucking hate this place," the teenager whispered to himself as he took drags that filled both his lungs from his trademarked vapor cigarette.
Smoke seeped from his nose like a fiery dragon.
Juelz checked his smartphone; Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and any other "happening"source of social media out there. With an exhausted sigh, the exotic eyed teenager departed from the vehicle with his bookbag hung over a single shoulder. As he got out from the drivers side, the passenger side swung open and out came a blonde bombshell in a rather fancy suit. The two exchanged zero words as she simply moved to the drivers seat, started the car, and drove off as Juelz' eyes were still glued to his smartphone. He didn't trust this parking lot-no fucking way was he about to leave his whip out here alone and exposed to the elements that is haters!
Slow strides carried the male forward.
Today he was the epitome of the word "preppy". He sported a dress shit underneath a sweater, khaki pants, and Nike sneakers; Jordan's; to be exact. He slide on aviator shades with thick lenses before finding himself swallowed by the foot traffic of Public Highschool Number Five-Five-Two.
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Post by Luci on Mar 13, 2015 18:48:26 GMT -5
Setting Fire To The Sky
A heavy sigh escaped Lucille's lips as she looked out the window from the passenger seat of her mother's Black 2014 McLaren F1. It was another day of school and another day of boring bullshit that she didn't want to deal with, but what choice did she have."Alright momma, none of that over worrying you like to do .. I'm not in the mood for it today. I love you, I'll be alright, trust me I will." Lucille's voice dragged with slight irritation as she spoke, her mother staying quiet in fear that she would burst in tears at her daughter going off into that death trap of a school. Lucille could just look at her mother and tell the struggle with her was real. Leaning over she kissed her mother on the cheek and let herself out the car. Crimson eyes followed the vehicle until it was out of sight, she didn't need her mother to see in the next few actions she would partake in before heading into class.
The weather wasn't all that bad on this morning which prompt Lucille to wear a simple Adidas white and red track suit, under that a red tank top, and on her feet a pair of black and white converses. Her ruby locks were in it's usual messy bun that sat on top of her head. She wasn't the best dressed, nor did she dress to attract any attention but as long as it was comfortable she didn't mind what she wore. Looking around she noticed the crowd of students moving into the building, checking the time on her phone Lucille shook her head as she saw the free time she had dwindle away. " Guess I won't be seeing any purple clouds this morning...Tch, I can't wait till I'm grown..."Her voice was filled with venom with these last words. If it were not for child services she would be off breaking in the kneecaps of some crackhead who owed her father money, but no the state cared just a bit too much for her " wellbeing ". For the first time in a long time she prayed she didn't have to kick someone's ass today. Walking with the rest of the students, she found herself pushing past some preppy bitch boy causing her to shoot him a look. She wanted to say something but surprisingly enough she didn't and just kept it moving, making her way to her first period class.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Mar 14, 2015 14:21:26 GMT -5
Normally such "actions" would go unnoticed on Juelz' part. Someone bumping into, may it be on accident or be lathered in nothing but malice intent. He is the type of guy to simply ignore it. Why? Because it takes three seconds for him to break anyone down to size, so what is the point in wasting his energy on the riff raff? As long as these fucking idiots knew they were at the bottom of the totem pole of life, Juelz could go on about his business and pay these rejects little to no mind.
But there was something about the red-head he couldn't dismiss, perhaps it was that judgmental gaze she gave him? He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but the well-dressed teenager wouldn't to put this random bitch in her place real quick—and he would do just that. He walked beside her casually while stuffing his smartphone into his trouser pocket.
"Word of advice, watch who you walk past because these motherfuckers here are crazy." He paused and examined her over one quick time before continuing, "You fixing to catch some work otherwise. Take my words for what you will, though; I really don't give a fuck in the grand scheme of things."
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Post by Luci on Mar 14, 2015 21:22:50 GMT -5
Setting Fire To The Sky
She was taking her sweet time walking to class, noticing from the corner of her eye that the boy she bumped was coming up next to her and walking at her pace. She could just feel some bullshit about to happen and her anger began to rise quicker than a bull seeing red. His words began to tune out as her right hand balled into a fist and without letting him finish even his first sentence she rotated her hip with all the speed she could muster and brought her fist around in an attempt to hit him in his face. She was already pissed off she didn't get her morning hit of her purple Kush, now she had some fuckin prep boy faggot trying her. If the attempt of her hit connected she would stand her ground and her eyes would lower and a glare. " Listen you fuckin bitch I don't need any fucking words from you on anything. Who the fuck are you anyway. Wait don't answer cause I don't give a fuck if we being honest you maricón." Unless she got something to calm her nerves she was ready for this bitch to jump cause she wasn't about to step down at this point.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Mar 15, 2015 1:18:08 GMT -5
The hostility radiating off this new student should have set off a mental trigger within Juelz. He deals with these type of people day-in and day-out, so in all honestly, he was prepared mentally and physically. But Mister Santana was no normal teenager let alone normal student. He gave absolutely zero fucks about the norm and could even be considered completely blind to hindsight. So when the female unleashed her pent up anger mind sentence, he took the punch full force.
Fuck it,
The fist smashing into the side of his face ceased his words momentary, but ultimately he kept speaking as if the punch never took place—hell his head wouldn't even undergo the whiplash associated with a punch. "Listen here, bitch. I was just trying to help your stupid ass from getting dicked on your first day. But I can tell from your ugly ass attitude catching dick is your forte." He laughed a chuckle of superiority—he was the king she was the lowly maid. "You're dismissed," his words held no malice intent or anger, he was just his typical cool and collected self. Juelz turned his back to the female and pressed onward. He loathed wasting his time with dick guzzling thots and it seemed he stumbled upon the thot queen. So he made his departure, while ending the little engagement in his typical way. "Need to learn your place real quick, trick. Or you'll find my dick too much to swallow."
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Post by Luci on Mar 15, 2015 8:13:35 GMT -5
Setting Fire To The Sky
Lucille could feel the fire burn inside her as it seemed her punch did absolutely shit to this kid. On top of that this mother fucker kept talking shit, the kind of shit that would get bitches hit. And to add to the bullshit this kid kept throwing at her like some unrefined monkey he " dismissed her ". To say at this point Lucille was furious was an understatement, it truly was all the therapy sessions in the world couldn't have prepared her for a run in with someone of the mindset this male seem to carry. For a moment Lucille thought to herself, it would be simple to knock this boy clean out with the swiftest kick to the base of the skull. He walked away from her, she didn't like that, he said some very sexists things, she really didn't like that. She didn't need the pillars coming down on her but she wasn't about to be talked to like that, oh hell no. Walking quickly to the male and in front of him she stood in his way not close enough to get touched but close enough to stop him in his movements. Her crimson orbs staring daggers into his. She felt a light chuckle coming up at his previous statements. Never had she once encountered such defiance against her in this school, actually most people ignored her presence which was what she aimed for.
" First let's debunk some things.
One, I'm not new to this shit school, let's clear that shit out of the air now.
And two, If you think what you said was helping then maybe you're the new student here and you should probably get over your fucking self.
Now if you think you can put me in my place then pop because honestly if we're gonna talk about swallowing dick you should get the one out of your ass first. I bet you're having a real hard time moving around with it to do much of any " place putting ".
Yea Lucille had pretty much hit the not giving a fuck point as she pulled out a Newport box from her track pants. Without flinching an eye she removed a cigarette that was not packed with tobacco or even the filter that came with it, but in it's place was Purple Kush. Pulling out a lighter and placing the weed filled cigarette to her lips she lit the high grade and took a long drag and instantly felt just a little less mad, or enough to not wanna hit the kid. It didn't take long for the smell to fill the halls and she knew she was gonna get the most shit from these kind of actions. Looking over the male she saw he was a looker, since her anger tuned all that shit out previously she didn't get a chance too see him properly. It didn't matter though, about this time it was all about feeling a person out, this would probably make them enemies or acquaintances the latter which would amuse Lucille because in her eyes right now, he was looking like more of a bitch with each second that was wasted standing there.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Mar 15, 2015 17:49:12 GMT -5
With no initial response to the female quickly blocking his path. Juelz just listened to the bullshit that spewed from her mouth like a dysfunctional faucet. "Oh, so you aren't new then?" So this wouldn't be her first time roaming around #552, huh? "So what you're telling me is that pretty much a fucking nobody?" He cackled the exact same laugh from a little earlier. "Your bad," he lowered his shades by the steam and examined the hostile female once again. He took a single step forward as she dug into her jumpsuit. He wasn't about to sit here and fight with some random bitch off the street. As far as Juelz was concerned, she amounted lower than the scum at the bottom of his expensive sneakers. So instead of humoring the explosive female, he simply attempted to move himself past the obstacle that would be her small slender self.
"You mad for no damn reason and need to take a damn seat before you begin to start regretting some shit." A peculiar stench swirled around them and it originated from the bitches location. The smell secretly made the preppy teenagers stomach muscles contract—the infamous munchies! He wanted to glance back at the Dro smoking female, but he didn't; though it did smell like some quality shit; the best money could buy. Instead he just shook his head and continued to press onward.
"When you get a better attitude come find me. Someone as fine as you needs the company of a real one."
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Post by Luci on Mar 15, 2015 18:46:16 GMT -5
Setting Fire To The Sky
It was clear that this boy didn't know how to stop talking, it was funny how similar he was to the typical ratchet female. She would let him talk his shit because not even the weed that she smoked could save him at this point. Her body felt light, lighter than it had felt in days. She wouldn't stop him this time as he walked away from her instead she would smile and putting out the burning ember with her tongue and replacing the blunt back into it pack she stretched a bit. He was getting farther away from her, but not by too much unless he was running away. It was a mistake to turn away from an enemy but in this case she wasn't an enemy to this boy, she was probably just some random angry bitch who was doing way too much. Speeding walking up behind the preppy bitch she attempted to grab the collar of his shirt and with all the strength a angry bitch could muster pulled his ass backwards with the intent to pull him to the ground. If she was able to achieve this without interruption the male would indeed fall back but her knee left knee would come up, while rotating her hip to achieve the maximum damage output her whole body could place on the back of a person's head. At this point she was done talking, she didn't need to talk, her actions would do what she could not. Yea she was a nobody alright, that's why nobody fucked with her, bad boys (or bitches ) moved in silence or violence, yea biggie said it right when he said it.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Mar 15, 2015 19:12:52 GMT -5
Approaching from the back was never ideal when the one being approached had a pretty heft backpack hanging off a single shoulder. On top of having heightened senses and the ability to read muscle movements—predict with extreme accuracy. Juelz knew what the hostile female was going to do probably before she even knew herself.
So when she got within range, the golden eyed teenager simply swung around; his backpack in this situation dubbing as a wrecking bag threatening to stop her malice approach altogether with a forceful smash if connected. Those exotic iris' of his peered a hole through her as he the momentum of the backpack ceased in an instant upon his eyes fixating on her.
"Are you fucking serious?" He was beginning to get irradiated by this blatant insolence. He took slow strides up to the red-head—getting no more than a few feet away from her before speaking again. "If you're feeling froggy then leap."
Rude bitches these days, I swear...
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Post by Luci on Mar 17, 2015 5:42:56 GMT -5
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The boy was quick she had to give him that, but in turn she was slow as the bag hit her hand causing her to pull it back quickly. It didn't really hurt but she didn't need to be retaliated against. It was clear he was getting annoyed she must have been like a fly to him but it seemed he had enough. Once those words would fly out of his mouth Lucille would be the one to close any distance between them, her arms went up to protect her midsection and chest. She would get close enough only so she could kick him. Not knowing what she truly went up against Lucille aimed low as he body dipped down and her leg swept towards his in an attempt to pull off a low reverse roundhouse kick, the force of the blow coming primarily from her body placing all it's weight in the spin it took to complete such a move. Her objective? to get him on the ground. If she failed she would place herself on the defensive. It had been quite sometime since she got into it with another person who would fight back. Now that her mind was cleared thanks to that sweet purple, she would see just how good she was.
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Post by ✞ ascension ✞ on Mar 17, 2015 13:32:01 GMT -5
Unknowingly to the female, Juelz had already set the pace for the little confrontation brewing between the both of them. She may have took the first steps, but he was the one who was talking the first move. She went for a pretty solid roundhouse to the leg, in all honestly, Juelz could've just absorbed the damage from the kick and show this girl there was nothing she could do to hurt him. But no, he wanted to show her the dire consequences of her hasty and idiotic actions.
So the very moment she kicked with reckless abandon, Juelz had already gauged the distance and strike location due to his superior combat expertise. As she took the step forward to set herself up and unleashed the kick, Juelz hooked his own foot behind the stepping ankle of the girl and pulled forward. In theory she should find herself falling forward due to putting all her weight and momentum into the kick and into the direction of said kick. So the plan itself was almost full proof and showed truly how well Juelz was when it came to reading hostility levels and body language.
But he had zero intentions on stopping there...
If the hooking of the ankle saw success, the red-head should be falling. If so, her upper defense might suffer from the sudden tumble depending on how good of a fighter she was—Juelz automatically assumed she was complete garbage. So he unleashed a mighty backhanded slap to the left cheek of the girl for her insolence.
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