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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 Kohaku Tsukuda on Mar 31, 2015 20:31:02 GMT -5
Waking up in his new apartment, Kohaku stared up at the dull white ceiling. He saw the clock and his eyes widened, he couldn't be late on his first day. Quickly he hopped out of bed and took a quick shower. Next, he got dressed with a light blue dress shirt, jeans, and sneakers to match. After making sure he had all his belongings he was out the door.
Kohaku was starting his first day of school today, well first day at a new school. He thought back on why he was sent here in the first place, but came upon nothing, after all he was perfect. Unfortunately for him, he was late, though he'd never admit it. Then he walked up to the school and glared at it. "This is it? Seems rather average..." Rolling his eyes he walked up to the distasteful building and opened the doors.
As soon as he got inside, he looked for his school bag where his schedule should be. Pulling it out of a folder, he took out the folded white paper he got in the mail a week ago. He read it carefully and looked around the building to see if there was a map. After peering down the halls and at the walls he decided there was none. Now he walked down the hallway muttering to himself. "This place is so dull and beneath me. Why the hell am I even here…" He continues muttering to himself as he tries to find his class.
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Post by Vivi Perish on Mar 31, 2015 20:47:44 GMT -5
Kohaku would find his collar being grabbed by one of the students passing by. Vivi pushed him against one of the lockers, an irritated look on her face. The small violet haired girl's face was mostly covered by her hair, but several scratches and scrapes were visible on her skin. After dealing with Riot, she wasn't in the best shape. Hell, she had several broken ribs and a screwed up shoulder, but this guy needed a talking to regardless of how she felt.
"You must be a scrub..." she said simply. If he tried to move, he'd find himself rather forcefully held against the locker. The girl was stronger than she looked.
"Acting all high and mighty like that is just asking people to come and kick your ass. And trust me, a lot of people here would love an excuse to beat up on a newbie."
Vivi glanced down the hall once, before letting go of him and backing up a few steps.
"...So watch your back, yeah?"
She turned on her heels and shoved her hands in her pockets, hesitating a moment to see if he had anything to say before she'd walk off.
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Post by Kohaku Tsukuda on Mar 31, 2015 21:45:32 GMT -5
Suddenly Kohaku is slammed into a locker. He glares irritably, but doesn't show any signs that it hurt. In fact, it did hurt, but Kohaku didn't seem to notice the pain in his back. He stares at the girl who is keeping him in place. "Not that bad, but dull nonetheless." He listens to what she's talking about for a few seconds before losing complete interest in the girl.
Then he's just suddenly let go and he looks at the girl with a blank face. Well on closer inspection she looks hurt, however that isn't his problem. "Who are you to tell me anything. You're just some dumb, injured, pathetic excuse for a girl." He rolled his eyes. "Talk back is frivolous because I know I am always right."
He goes down and grabs his bag, brushing it off and swinging it over his shoulder. "You're worthless, so just stay out of my way." On that note he goes back to trying to find his classes like the one sided conversation never happened.
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Post by Vivi Perish on Mar 31, 2015 22:12:49 GMT -5
Vivi glanced at the boy over her shoulder and cocked an eye brow.
Of all the arrogant pricks... a wry smile tugged at the corner of her mouth.
"I'm not kidding, dude. If you talked that way to the school captain or one of the pillars you'd be missing some teeth by now."
She turned around completely and folded her arms, tilting her head to the side slightly.
"If you're always right, then tell me this. Could you beat me in a fight?"
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Mar 31, 2015 22:16:22 GMT -5
'Be strong when you are weak.
Be brave when you are scared.
Be humble when you are victorious.
Be badass everyday' --- Honestly Cereza hadn't been spending so much time at school. She was far too busy with other 'affairs'. But alas here the young brunette was this very morning dawning her usual attire. A white blazer, opened button up shirt reveling her black tank top underneath and a pair of dark denim jeans. On top her head was her infamous trademark white fedora which her hair was tucked inside in such a way that it gave off an illusion that she had much shorter hair than what was true. If she was being honest she didn't have much intention of sticking around the school all day she honestly just came to grab something from her locker. Fiddling with her locker she retrieved the item in question and turned to spot a red haired fellow nearing seemingly muttering to himself. Rare grey gems fixated upon him as she noted the little violet haired girl from Chemistry and Art class quickly grabbed the boys collar and push him hard against a locker. Cereza tilted her head and smirked turning her back to rest against her locker as her arms folded over her chest.
~Well well now. ~
--- Amusingly she watched the pair that she clearly towered over considering her 5'11" model like height. Hearing Vivi's words she couldn't help but to smirk and shake her head. The amount of violence that exuded from this school was honestly hilarious to the exotic girl. Every little thing seemed to set someone off. Everyone wanted to puff out their chest like they were something truly special. The simplest verbal disagreement turned into one punching the other and then a never ending cycle of retaliation. It was interesting to watch. Now the boy seemed to have some choice words of his own for the girl of whom he relatively stood the same height as. Suddenly Cereza found this altercation more hilarious as the red spoke in such a macho tone. The kid was certainly high on that mountain of his. To the Glamazon they looked like two children bickering. She found herself smirking and snickering a little as she pushed off the locker, arms still folded over her chest as she approached just a little keeping a distance just in case the little violet haired Vivi further exploded on the boy.
"I wonder how much better than your words were you just now..Hm, you two are adorable."
--- She addressed Vivi first and then both equally remaining between them in a triangular formation. She was always willing to explain her words if they weren't understood. But seemed like Vivi wanted a fight to prove what exactly? Cereza often wondered why people choose this method oh so often. Not that she didn't like a good fight herself but she didn't go around picking or asking for them.
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Post by Kohaku Tsukuda on Apr 1, 2015 9:07:11 GMT -5
Kohaku stops walking as he hears the girl talk. Nonsense, it was all unrelative and pointless to him. The last comment intrigued him though. A fight, he hated fighting. "It's better to get other insignificant people to fight for me." He turned around and looked at her. "I don't fight, besides it would be worthless to even fight against a minor existence like you."
In truth his fighting style was odd enough. He didn't really master any type of martial arts, but after watching a move a few times he was able to figure out how it worked and how he could use it in a fight. Apart from that Kohaku was pretty good with using any type of weapon, though his favorite were scissors. "What right do you even have to fight me. You are just a small speck of dust floating through the air." He looks down, making sure he looks alright. Then he hears the second girl.
He laughs lightly. "Adorable? That's a new word." He turns to face the new girl and looks her over. Very tall… well compared to his short statue. "Is that a compliment? If so I accept even if it's coming from a cockroach like yourself." Yes, this is how Kohaku acted, but he really can't help it. How could he?
((OOC: It's fine with me~))
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Post by Vivi Perish on Apr 1, 2015 16:47:32 GMT -5
Vivi's violet hues shifted to rest on Cereza, the tall fedora sporting woman she'd seen in a few classes. A wave of irritation washed over her, but she did her best to push it aside. She just had to come along and call them adorable of all things... probably because she towered over them or something. Regardless, Vivi could tell the young woman didn't have any kind of ill will.
"I never claimed to not be one of those people, you know," Vivi spread her hands and shrugged, "You can't really blame me for wanting to knock this kid off his high horse."
She raised her eye brows when the boy began insulting Cereza as well. To Vivi, Cereza had kind of a majestic aura, and she was quite pretty to boot, so hearing someone call her a cockroach seemed pretty of dumb. She could probably beat him up pretty easily too.
Vivi turned back to the boy.
"Listen, I don't care if you fight or not. I'm challenging you right now, so you can either fight back, stand still while I kick your ass, or run away."
Vivi was quite a bit faster than the average person, so if he did attempt to run off it wouldn't be difficult to catch up and deck him. Admittedly, over the past few weeks Vivi had become a violence junky of sorts, getting her aggressions out by fighting people. In the long run, it had made her stronger and improved her fighting skills, but if she was going to join A.U.R.A. she’d need to be more responsible… then again, she didn’t know if she really belonged with them.
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Post by Cereza Nova Grey on Apr 2, 2015 19:26:43 GMT -5
"Arrogance is a creature.
It does not have senses.
It has only a sharp tongue
and the pointing finger."
--- Toba Beta --- This boy was an interesting one. No filter whatsoever. He was who he was, superiority complex and all. Well compared to Cereza's height she would say they both had a little Napoleon complex. So often had she found many of those with shorter stature quite overly aggressive and so forth as some kind of back up or compensation to their lack of height. It further the reason of her finding them adorable. The way they puffed out their chest in defiance and often looked down at so much in society when in fact they were physically looking up, it was an amusing thought. But to be fair to them in a world where so many towered over you in many aspects they had to put on a brave front right? But sometimes it could be a bit much no? Sometimes they just turned into little glorified bullies.
--- The brunette tilted her head to the right slightly listening to the girl with a smirk forming on her face. The gir's statement was rather interesting. Though yes eh never claimed to not be one of those people, yet all the same she went through all that trouble to threaten and warn him in the same breath. It wasn't that Cereza sensed a confliction within the teeny violet haired girl's tone but in her words. What was the conflict? Simple. Providing him a heavy warning yet telling him towards the end in way to just be careful. As he continued to insult she only grew in anger while Cereza remained neutral in a sense of the word smirking at the whole situation. His spat towards herself would merely roll off her without a care. It was hard to be invectively towards someone like her and expect a reaction like the young girl before her. She was so eager. Nonchalantly Cereza took a step back from the pair with a smirk still on her lips.
"On the contrary I can."
--- She would let her words linger not bothering to often an explanation for now. She knew she was going to have some kind of conversation with Vivi sooner or later. She kinda just felt it, however for now she was not going to stand in her way.
"Swing away then...Don't drop your moxie now."
--- She made a waving gesture with her hand. The boy already made his stance clear but she didn't seem to care so it seemed. Sounded like she just wanted to beat upon him for honestly no real reason. But in her truest fashion she would instigate the matter gracefully. Hit him, hit her she didn't care. What was the girl's resolve? Truthfully she was more surprised she hadn't hit him already from earlier considering what little it took for her to pin him to a locker.
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Post by Kohaku Tsukuda on Apr 2, 2015 20:22:07 GMT -5
A fight. Why on earth would Kohaku participate in something like that. He new a bit of self defense, but he wouldn't actually fight, not when he could make people fight for them. And that statement... "High horse huh? Well it's not your fault that you are such a disgrace that you wouldn't even be given a second glance - if you even get any attention at all." He continues not seeming to get that he's insulting her at all.
"And a fight? Don't make me laugh, you're not even worth a second of my life if you wanted to fight." He hears his phone buzz and checks it for a text. Closing his phone he tilts his head. "However it's not like I'm going to run away, I just have better things to do than hang out with an unrefined lady." For him, his speech was perfectly normal since he is the most valuable person on the planet. No one stands above him, because they aren't perfect.
He glances at the taller girl again. Why was she here? It's not like she's needed, but he'll just ignore her for now, it's better to not even acknowledge her even more. His phone buzzes again and he takes it out, accidentally flipping a paper out of his bag which lands out of his immediate reach.
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Post by Vivi Perish on Apr 3, 2015 16:35:52 GMT -5
Vivi rubbed her forehead as Cereza talked. It was becoming increasingly more unclear to her what this lady wanted. Was she bored and wanted some kind of entertainment? She doubted the woman felt a responsibility to keep them from fighting, hell, she just told her to swing. Now Vivi had become a violent little creature since transferring to 552, and she barely seemed to notice the change at times. However, she occasionally though about how all the trouble she’d gotten into only made her stronger, but then again, she was weak enough the let the school bend her to become like them. It’s not like it mattered anymore, though.
When the boy began speaking again, Vivi let out an exasperated sigh and quickly closed the distance between them. She slammed her fist into the side of his face, and didn’t bother to pull her punch much. Unless the kid was a good deal faster than her, the blow would be difficult to avoid. The girl put enough force into the hit to knock him to the floor if he didn’t regain his balance, and if he managed to stay on his feet, he’d likely feel pretty dazed.
The girl turned on her heels, brushing a lock of violet hair behind her ear as she walked away from the kid. She took care to listen for a rush of movement, in case he decided to retaliate while her back was turned. If he didn’t attack her, she’d just continue to walk.
"Blame me all you want too, lady. I don't give a flying, flaming, farting monkey's turd, anyway."
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on Apr 5, 2015 18:18:58 GMT -5
A young boy was watching from down the hallway, an old and boring-looking book held up to his face, though his brown eyes could be seen peeking over the pages of the story. He sighed, shook his head, and lowered the book from his face, walking almost silently over to the two students and the girl with the violet hair.
"What a poor first-impression you give, sir," He said, looking up at Kohaku. "I was just trying to indulge myself in this historic tale, when I hear a bunch of yelling and, even threatening!" He sighed, his eyes skimming over the last few words on the page of the book. "I would recommend that you lot were to stop acting as children--arrogant, prideful, aggressive children--and get to class. If you were to be late, it would show that you're just off to a bad start for the school year, and teachers don't like poor students. It's hard to make yourself look good again when you're first impression is... doltish."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2015 19:33:19 GMT -5
Hitsume looked down the hall with his sleep-ridden eyes, he had been awake for a day and he wasn't happy to see students fighting near his classroom. He saw Vivi, the girl with the fedora from art class, a boy with red hair, and a small boy. Hitsume walked toward them pushed the little boy aside and pushed down Kohaku. Hitsume stared at Kohaku with a piercing glare, then turned around ready to go to class.
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Post by Kyou Kobayashi on Apr 5, 2015 19:40:45 GMT -5
The boy quickly stood to his feet, bending down to pick up the book that had fallen with him. "You've got guts," he said calmly, with a slight hint of anger in his voice. "Here I was, trying to stop a fight... and you come pushing us over like some bully. I could dismiss that, since I've had worse... However..." He glares at the boy who was walking away to return to class, pointing an accusing finger at him. "You made me lose my spot in the book I was reading!"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 5, 2015 19:44:35 GMT -5
Hitsume heard the young boy say "You made me lose my spot in the book I'm reading!". Hitsume pulled out his notepad and flipped to a page that read "I don't care", it was a page he often used so he kept it. Hitsume took the notepad and showed it to the boy then turned around again, now more irritated then he last was.
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Post by Vivi Perish on Apr 5, 2015 20:20:44 GMT -5
Vivi walked by the boy with the glasses and shot him an irritated look.
"Shut the fuck up and get to class yourself, ya dweeb."
The girl was in a foul mood, if that wasn't blatantly obvious. Though she was typically kind and maybe somewhat playful, that side of her seemed kind of buried beneath her frustration. Part of her just wanted to deck everyone in the room, but she knew that would just bring herself down to most of the students level. ...As if she hadn't already sunk that low.
Vivi gave Cereza a final nod. Though she was irritated with her as well, she couldn't help but feel some respect toward the woman. Hopefully they'd meet again someday under better circumstances. With that, the girl left.
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