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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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Artistry II (STUDENT/OPEN)
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~One who Strides the Shadows~
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The Knave
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Post by Marcelis on May 1, 2015 21:45:12 GMT -5
**Marcelis grabbed his stuff and sat back down, he knew that the rest of his project wasn't finish as he knew he wouldn't get a good grade, but maybe his words made up for it? He sat down again, looking over to Cereza with a smile, looking forward as he spoke. "Didn't think I was such a nerd for that... well... Its for Terry. Try something new, one of the last things he said to me... Rather honor that at least..." **He rested his chin on his crossed arms as he he leaned forward putting most his upper-half to desk. He watched the others come up or just stood up in their chairs. Interesting pieces and reasoning. Maybe something sentimental? Who knows?... But he did catch was the young woman who entered the class mighty late. He saw her from the Nurse's office. Well he knew he would see her again, but maybe not too soon? He smiled as he spoke himself about her arrive and even Kamile's reaction. ~Heh, I remember you... and Kamile seems a tad bit angry... He could only catch stepping in and vacuum cleaner for the nurse... Damn Russian... Sounds sexy coming from her though.~ |
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I can't lose you now. How will I survive?
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Post by Melanie Rose on May 8, 2015 20:10:55 GMT -5
Melanie would laugh a little as the new girl came in and the teacher freaked out.
~So, she /is/ Russian. Cool~
She would sit back and look around. The others had pretty cool stuff. All except for that 'Annabelle doll' looking thing. That was kinda creepy. Hadn't she heard the legends?
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Все должны меня любить и отчаяние
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on May 8, 2015 20:17:41 GMT -5
Kammie would nod and write down the rest of the students' items. Good. Her eyes kept wandering back to Marcelis and she would jerk her eyes back to the others.
Why did she keep looking at him? He was a student. That was against the rules for them to- Kammie would tear her mind away from the thought. No, she couldn't let herself go there. Even if he was tall, handsome, funny, and- She stopped again.
"Черт его остановить, Kamile." She would mumble under her breath. ((Sounds like: Chert yego ostanovit', Kamile))
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The White Rabbit
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on May 13, 2015 10:05:58 GMT -5
--- True to herself Cereza watched and observed each student presented their little art project. This was her first time within the class so technically she didn't have one nor did she choose from any of the items that the teacher provided. Sure she could've chosen maybe the Jack Skellington but all the same she didn't feel like it. When it came to art Cereza was rather picky about it. She didn't like to feel force and preferred a wider array of choices. So essentially nothing truly inspired her. There weren't many that knew of her artistic talent as it was part of her private moments. She eyed Mars as he presented his guitar. That thing really did need some work. Nice to see he had a vision for it, hell nice to see he had a goal other than his norm. After he was done others spoke up including Vivi with some sentimental doll. Not gonna lie that brought a perked brow to Cereza but then again not everyone was as they seemed. There was always under layers that peaked through every once in awhile. As Mars sat back next to her she did eye him from the corner of her eyes and smirked as he spoke.
"Hm, I wasn't going to say a thing."
--- Her eyes shifted forward just in time to watch the constant glances Ms. Trakovsky was giving Mars. Oh Cereza was a very perceptive and observant girl and she knew those looks better than anyone. She's seen that way too many times to count. Gray hues shifted towards Mars and back to her and back to Mars and he would feel a small kick to his ankle. Her voice would only be his to hear.
"Don't you even dare."
--- Her eyes would cast away from him and catch that pink hair girl. Oh she remembered her from that charity event. Hm. She sat back in her seat and continued to remain silent for she really had no words but now her eyes were on the teacher. They showed nothing but a idle stare. A more waiting for class to continue. Though secretly behind them where no one could tell she was now watching this woman. Though like stated there was no way to tell it was about anything other than wanting class to move on so she can carry on with her day.
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Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.
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Valkyrie Princess
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Post by Raina Scylar on May 13, 2015 16:29:11 GMT -5
tagged: @here | ### words | short notes.
EARTH-BORN ANGEL, Raina was very shy when it came to her art. It wasn't something she normal shared. She had picked the jar of coins and was drawing something a little abstract. She worked tirelessly on it until it was her turn to share. She stood up and headed to the front of the class to show off what she did.
"This is a representation of the coins, more then a still life of them. In the center I have a self portrait of me swimming in the vast nothingness. Alone except for these coins floating around me, surrounding me. Drowning me. Money is something this world craves, fights, and dies for. Even when you have it, it is not something you may want. That is why I chose the coins to express to you just how evil, something so small, can be." She said as she dusted off her white dress and headed back to her seat. There wasn't a whole lot of familiar faces here, but was glad she had Kammie. She gave her friend a quick smile as she set down, almost hiding her face.
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Все должны меня любить и отчаяние
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Post by Kamile Trakovsky on May 14, 2015 23:00:04 GMT -5
Kammie weould smile and nod as Raina took her turn.
~Indeed. That is an interesting point. Small things can be evil.~
As she finished her thought, Kammie's eyes strayed back to Marcelis. He seemed to be whispering back and forth with another student. A female student. Just as she was about to call them out, she saw the female student looking between her and Marcelis and whisper something as she kicked him. Kammie felt her cheeks flush. He belonged to her...
~Oh. They must be a pair. Damn. Oh well... It was a nice thought. A bad one, but a nice one.~
Kammie looked about the class as she waited for anyone else to share. When no one did, she would look over the list she made of the students... Wait. There was one missing.
"Cereza... Grey? I don't believe you have shared your object with the class. If you don't have one could you please come get one?"
She would wait patiently for the student to come up to the front.
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I can't lose you now. How will I survive?
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Post by Melanie Rose on May 14, 2015 23:11:12 GMT -5
Melanie would kick her feet up and wait. This class was boring! She looked around the room and saw half the class was paying attention but the other half was drawing.
~Well, i guess i outta draw too then. -Sigh-~
As she pulled her legs back off the table she would grab a pencil and a piece of paper. She knew she was supposed to be drawing Jack and only Jack, but Jack wasn't complete without Sally.
So, she began drawing their love scene at the end of the movie. Y'know, where they are hugging. At the bottom corner she would also draw the head and shoulders statue of Jack.
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