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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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Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2015 17:54:31 GMT -5
Kohaku pushes the doors to the library open just enough for her to slip through and bring no attention to herself. She quickly scurries off to the towering shelves of literature, her legs glide between the chairs, shelves and other things around the room. Her dark raven black hair pulled back into a milk maid braid with sparce strands falling down over her slightly browned white skin surronding her lips colored a supple shade of rose red.
She browses what seems to be an endless collection of books that vary from history, to fiction, to art and many other genres. Kohaku not being exactly sure of what she is looking for aimlessly looks through the stream of titles, pulling one or two that seem some what interesting.
After finding a few books of interest, one for knowledge and the other for interest, she takes a seat on the ground in a corner where no one was near . Kohaku being the way she is of course picks up the one for knowledge first, a book on pressure points something that had always been interested in. Her fingers seemed to glide along her body to each point the book explained. As she sat her skirt laid on her thighs and the back laid in the floor, slightly exposing her undergarments. She's never really worn skirts before but It was something the girl at the clothing store insisted she have to show off her legs.
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Post by Stormy Paxton on Mar 30, 2015 18:15:58 GMT -5
Stormy stepped into the library, her red hair slightly disheveled, and her face smeared with dirt. She brushed some dust of the sleeves of her leather jacket and stomped some dirt off her boots at the door, before walking again, hands shoved in her pockets.
The young red haired woman had gotten into a fight, like she usually did around this time of day, and one that was over, she was overcome with boredom. It was as if the girl craved constant action, so once a fight was over, she didn't know what the hell to do with herself. Combing some of her fiery locks out of her face with her fingers, she passes by a young dark haired girl. Stormy's emerald eyes twinkle with amusement as she comes to a stop and lets out a snort of laughter.
"Girl, I can see your undies!" she pulls out her phone, "This is going on snap chat!"
Stormy didn't really intend to snap a picture and humiliate the poor girl, but she couldn't resist the urge to mess with her. She couldn't resist the urge to do anything, really.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2015 20:49:29 GMT -5
Kohaku looks up from her book to see a fiery red heard girl. When she spoke she said she could see kohakus undergarments. She quickly dropped the book to the ground, losing her page and covered herself. Her hands between her legs pushing down her skirt, her knees pinned shut and the sides of them flat to the ground and her face as red as the girls hair.
"God damnit!!! I knew I shouldn't have bought this damn skirt." a loud shush came from the librararians winkles old pursed lips. She quickly looks back up to the girl and sighed and thought, well this is one hell of a way to meet someone. she got up and straightens out the dangerously low skirt. She bends over holding down the back of the skirt as not to embarrass herself once more to pick up her book. "thanks. God that was embarressing. Names Kohaku." She notices the girls des healed look, What happened to you?"
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Post by Stormy Paxton on Mar 31, 2015 23:45:56 GMT -5
A laugh escaped Stormy's lips as the girl regained her composure, and she put her phone away. Surprisingly, the girl didn't seem pissed at all, just a bit embarrassed. Had she don that to anyone else, they'd be snapping at her like piranhas.
"What're you thanking me for?" the corners of Stormy's pink lips turned up in amusement, "Not that I mind. Hey Kohaku, I'm Stormy."
The red haired girl gives a mock salute before smiling coyly and raising an eye brow.
"I just got into a scuffle, nothing out of the ordinary," she replied, "I don't see many girls wearing skirts around here, there are a lot of creeps, and if you got in a fight you'd flash your panties at everyone."
She grinned.
"Are you new here by any chance?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2015 0:14:14 GMT -5
She looked at the girl and returned her smile, "I suppose I was thanking you for helping me hide my shame, Ms. stormy." as the other girl commented about her skirt she looked down at it, "The girl at the store told me everyone was wearing this stuff. I' never could wear this stuff in Japan." she looked to the girl and heard her comment about all the creeps at this school and how she'd be flashing her panties in a fight. "Well I guess it will give them a show before I smash in their face." she declared with a chuckle, Kohaku never saw her body as a sexual object being as she came from a small town, was home schooled with the only male contact being when she was punching a mans face in at her dojo. Even those men knew her since she was a child and treated her as a younger sibling never a women.
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on Apr 6, 2015 17:51:37 GMT -5
It wasn't that Kyou was a nosy person, but he couldn't help but to over-hear the two girls in the library talking. He tried to stay out of peoples' buisness unless they interested him, or he felt that he could be of help in one way or another. Kyou mainly kept to himself, and he didn't necessarily have friends at this point in time, but he didn't feel that he needed them. Still, as he flipped the page in "King Arthur and the Round Table," a book he loved dearly and had read only a hundred times, he couldn't help but to raise his head at the mention of Japan.
"Japan... So, that girl is from Japan as well? I honestly never thought I'd meet someone else from that country when I was sent here by my parents. I should investigate quickly before I dare let my guard down around her," he thought. He placed a book mark in his book, stood up, and quietly approached Kohaku and Stormy.
"Excuse me," Kyou said quietly, approaching Kohaku from behind, but stopping at a decent distance as to not cause any alarm or discomfort. He bowed respectfully. "I couldn't help but to over-hear you two girls talking. My name is Kyou Kobayashi." He returned to a normal posture and gave an awkward smile to Kohaku, whom he had taken an interest to, rather than Stormy. "I over-heard that you're from Japan. You're a new student, too...? I know this may be a strange thing to ask, but I simply must quench my thirst to know... You haven't paid any attention to recent histories and events of Japan before you moved here, have you? I mean, surely you, being a high-school student, would have no interest in what things happened in Japan, and surely you wouldn't have paid any attention to every crime and case on the news... would you?"
He was anxious to hear her response, and he didn't hope to stay long. Though he absolutely had to know before he dared to walk away. He hadn't yet met anyone else from Japan--if he had, he didn't know. And he always grew anxious whenever he heard there was someone else from Japan, always wondering whether or not he should avoid that person. He avoided most people anyway, but he always wanted to keep an eye out for someone who might be a friend or foe.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 10, 2015 10:58:41 GMT -5
Kohaku directs her attention towards the boy as he walks up, asking her a series of questions and prodding into her life in Japan. she smiled as he asked about her updated knowledge on crimes in Japan and she laughed a little. "We'll come from a little farm village and being home schooled and my parents not being to fond of most technology, I'd have to say no, I was not aware of much of anything out side our little farming culture. Why do you ask?"
Kohaku looked at the boy suspiciously, he seemed overly concerned with her knowledge of recent events and acted a little off beat. Though being in this school for but a week or so she had already experienced some odd people so she just shrugged it off.
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on Apr 10, 2015 16:37:37 GMT -5
Kyou nodded as she explained she had lived a simple life. "That's good," he thought. "That means she wouldn't even have the slightest clue of that one event that occurred five years ago. Even those that do pay attention to those things probably wouldn't care or remember, especially since they're just students... still, I can never be too cautious. It's the adults I mainly need to look out for, but of course, there are young criminals who are capable of great things as well, so I really shouldn't judge based on appearance. If I found an adult..." he shuddered slightly, adjusting his glasses nervously. "Oh, no reason in particular," he said. "I just get nervous whenever I'm around someone who was from Japan--visiting or otherwise. That's really all I needed to ask." He bowed with respect. "Arigato. I thank you for sharing." He stood up straight and then turned to leave.
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Post by Naoki Reiaki on Apr 18, 2015 17:56:34 GMT -5
"Need a little help?" Naoki asked from behind the group. Felicia flew onto his finger after she saw the group of people talking to each other. She was listening to see if she could get some good information, and she found of that they needed help. Felicia was good at helping Naoki out with this sort of thing. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but I thought maybe I could help you. I have been here for a while, o I was wondering if I could inform you of anything here." From there, he pulled out his poker card srt and flipped two of the cards over to reveal two more of his doves. He was a magician after all, this sort of thing was nothing new to him. "My name is Naoki Reiaki. These three are Silico, Felicia, and Trianity.” Naoki explained as he smiled again. He had been at this school for a while, but this time, he did not want to fight, but he just wanted to help like he normally does. Sure, he got into many more fights than usual, but that was because he asked, and they weren’t out of hate. If it were, he might have killed some people. Hopefully they were willing to accept his help.
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