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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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Anger Management [Katsumi/Open]
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I'm gonna make you bend and break.
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THE IRON DRAGON
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Post by Macht Stärke on Mar 26, 2015 22:10:08 GMT -5
Ever since the last attack on the school, Macht had been on a witch hunt. Using his vast network, he located anyone and everyone with affiliation to the Riot Squad. Anyone he'd run into ended up hospitalized, beaten within an inch of their life. Most had two or more broken limbs, preventing them from getting back into the fight while it was still in the "rising action" face. So far, he'd put about twenty people in the hospital, and he had hundreds to go.
Eventually, the Riot Squad had to hear of what Macht was doing - took them long enough, considering he'd publicized his intentions - and he'd been confronted by a group of ten guys. Every one of them wanted to beat him, kill him, as expected. Unfortunately for them, Macht matched their malice. As they came at him, chaos would ensue.
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A few minutes passed, and every one of the Riot men who'd thought they cornered him lay broken and bloodied, strewn across the hallway. Some had their heads lodged into the lockers, others broke the tile along the ground. It was simple, though - Macht had beaten all of these men within an inch of their lives, and he sat in the middle of it, chewing on some gum and listening to music.
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“Even death has a heart.”
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ferya
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Post by Katsumi Shinomori on Mar 27, 2015 2:10:14 GMT -5
Katsumi gulped. What the hell was she gonna do?
Finishing up the much dreaded day of school, the disguised girl left the classroom and went to her locker. After putting away and gathering all that she needed, Katsumi started to head towards the front entrance when a vicious fight broke out right in front of her. Dashing away, the tiny assassin hid behind a trashcan, not wishing to get caught in the middle of the violence. It eventually ended, with the vastly outnumbered man the winner. He sat amongst the broken, groaning bodies, and Katsumi trembled. She wanted to leave, but was this beating just intended for one another, or was anyone a target? Katsumi may have been able to handle herself and had plenty of training, but the man towered over her and just took out ten other men. He could easily crush her, and there would be little to nothing she could do about it.
Since he was distracted with music, Katsumi hoped to sneak past him. Slipping around from the trashcan and putting down her hood more, so as to further shadow her face, the rogue tiptoed down the hall, doing everything in her power not to draw attention to herself. After working so hard to survive all of her life, Katsumi didn't want to die now from some potential war-mongering brute she had nothing to do with.
If only she could just... get... by......! |
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Post by Masa on Mar 28, 2015 15:21:17 GMT -5
(HOLD IT!!!)
After hearing about a fight involving Macht. Masa walked over to the area and seen Macht surrounding by goaning bodies and a really suspicious character trying to sneak up on Macht. Walking over and standing behind the hooded suspect in a indifferent tone Masa asks a simple question.
"What are you doing?"
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“Even death has a heart.”
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ferya
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Post by Katsumi Shinomori on Mar 31, 2015 0:03:48 GMT -5
Katsumi inched further along, nearing her destination, the other side of this violent man. Soon she would be able to reach the exit and rush home. But everything didn't go according to plan as she had hoped. Too focused on her task, the meticulously careful Katsumi did not hear another come up behind her. And so when he spoke, the tiny, hooded figure jumped straight up and sharply gasped. It was cut short, however, as her hands immediately clamped over her mouth. Yet, even as fast as the movement was, she still made her presence known and panicked openly. Katsumi internally cursed at herself.
Quickly turning around, she faced the light-haired boy and she gulped, dark eyes glancing from him to the other.
"Uhhh..." her murmur was barely a whisper, low and nervous in tone, as she held her hands up, backing away slowly. She didn't want to speak if she didn't have to, and Katsumi simply wished she could disappear right then and there.
Just her luck. |
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Post by Masa on Mar 31, 2015 17:51:48 GMT -5
From the hooded girl... boy Masa was unsure of the hooded figures sex, however the figures actions showed that it was not a threat. Shaking his head as he walked forward lifting and prodding at the half dead riot members for signs of life... maybe to get information... nope. Stops in between the it and Macht.
"Calm down I just thought you were with the Riot, you have to admit with that hood covering your face and your skulking makes you a tad suspicious".
Making a motion as he was flicking off a hood then smiles and turns to Macht with a more serious expression. making a half assed wave and then motions for him to take off his headphones. |
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