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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 Aaron Thorn on Apr 3, 2015 22:29:53 GMT -5
As Aaron continues his adventures around the school he manages to find the library. He looks around as he sees things he's never seen before, books, computers, carpeted floors... He sees some people reading books and is a bit confused, so he decides to try it himself. He walks up to a bookshelf and oddly enough pulls down an encyclopedia. He flipped to the middle of the book and stared at the page.
"seofhu pa awinfalskf vpdsom ao enjsdlvn ldkfnseli skn pwkeif snlk"
He blinks as he's never heard those words before. "Maybe I should ask someone..." He looked around the room quietly, but then realized everyone was minding their own business and the place was almost completely silent. Another thing he realized is that there were hardly any people in the library, wow, everyone cares so much about learning.
He slides down a bookshelf and sits on a floor. He uses a finger to trace some doodles onto the carpet, smiling slightly. Realizing he's thirsty he goes through his bag until he finds a bottle that's filled with a red liquid. Opening the lid he drinks a good amount, then replaces the lid. He wipes his mouth on his sleeve, then stares as he realizes that he just stained his coat. "..."
Then he tiredly sprawls himself in the middle of the aisle and falls asleep and sorta looks dead since he's not moving at all.
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Post by Zoe on Apr 5, 2015 0:07:24 GMT -5
The library was her safe haven in this insane school. It was where she found herself away from the insanity of Public High School Number 552. Most students avoided it. There wasn't anything fun in here. All there were were books and even then there weren't that many. Even as a public school, PHS #552 was woefully underfunded in that department. Of course it'd be. Everyone was more interested in fighting each other than getting the high test scores needed to secure proper funding.
Sighing, Zoe looked up at the shelf she was in front of. They didn't have any of the books she needed here. She'd have to go to the public library later to find them. Reaching up, she absent mindedly tried to grab an encyclopedia. However, someone on the other side of the shelf would snatch it up. Zoe shrugged, not too intent on getting the book either way. She crouched down to see if there were any more books on the lower shelf, but instead of finding books, she heard something strange.
Was the kid on the other side of the shelf talking in tongues?! What the heck?! She watched the student sit down on the floor, fascinated and partly frightened by him. Why was he drinking something in the library? Didnt he know food and drinks weren't allowed? When he he suddenly sprawled out on the floor, Zoe gulped. As he... alright? She'd lean up and move to walk across the shelf, heading to the other side.
The girl crouched down next to him, taking great care to hold down her skirt. ”Are you alright?” she asked, reaching to touch his shoulder gently.
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Post by Aaron Thorn on Apr 5, 2015 19:07:23 GMT -5
Aaron is having a nice dream. ~He is with his brother in a bed together. He's snuggled closely in the dark room and latched onto his twin. He seems very protective, but also worried about something. He's licking his cheek affectionately, then gets down to his neck. Fully opening his mouth he make a quick bite, breaking the taunt skin. He sips a bit of the hot blood while making a purring sound. He opens his eyes confused as he lets go. He feels strange, like someone is watching...~
He wakes up right after Zoe touches him. "... huh...?" He blinks slowly and rubs his eyes confused a bit. "W.. Where?.." He sits up quickly, almost banging heads with Zoe. "hmmm..." Surprisingly he doesn't seem to notice her yet, well until he stretches, hitting her shoulder on accident.
O.O "I.. I'm sorry!" He pats her shoulder as if he's making it feel better. "Are you hurt? Do you need medical assistance? Are you about to die?" Questions come spewing out of his mouth like bullets, giving her no chance to talk.
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Post by Zoe on Apr 6, 2015 13:20:04 GMT -5
Zoe stared at him, a drop of sweat dripping down her forehead as he moved. She managed to avoid having her head banged by the awakening boy, but she could still feel something was rather off about him. Wait... Why was he asking her if she was alright? He was the one who fell asleep on the library floor? Even for Public High School Number 552, this was weird. Looking off to the side, she reached up to pull a strand of hair behind her ear, shaking her head in response.
”Er, no... I'm fine, um...” she began glancing at him briefly before standing up and looking at him with a worried expression. ”Are you alright? You were... ah, sleeping on the floor right now...”
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Post by Aaron Thorn on Apr 6, 2015 19:57:44 GMT -5
Aaron stays sitting and smiles. "Yeah, I was sleeping, the floor was rather soft." He giggles and lays back on the floor. "She's nice, I should try to be friends with her... Then I'll have... one... three... seven... Four friends!"
"You should try it!" He jumps up and pulls Zoe to the ground with him, so they are both laying down. "Isn't it fun?" He's making snow... carpet angels now.
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Post by Zoe on Apr 7, 2015 16:58:06 GMT -5
She blinked as he spoke, growing silent as her mind processed what he just said. The floor was... soft? What kind of beds as this boy used to? She chewed on her lip, gulping softly. ”Er... if you're tired, the library has a cou- Erk!” Her voice would cut off as she was pulled down by her hand onto the floor and it's plush, probably filthy, carpet. Zoe staring at him as she leaned up, smiling weakly in an attempt to alienate him. ”E..er... yes.. it is... um...”
Looking off to the side, she tried to think of what to do now. He was acting a bit strange, even for this school. ”Er, my name is Zoe, what's yours?” |
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Post by Aaron Thorn on Apr 7, 2015 19:48:03 GMT -5
Aaron giggles as Zoe asks his name. "It's Aaron." He continues his carpet angels, then stops. "Ohh! I have a question." He pulls a book off a shelf and shows it to Zoe, it happens to be a book of poems. "What are these? There a bunch of pages, but they have funny symbols."
Without waiting for an answer he opens the book and leafs through the pages as if he actually knew what he was doing. The next minute he opened to the middle and starts to rip out the pages. "Is it a game?" He rips about half of the pages out of the book, before taking the pieces of paper he took out and folds them into shapes, then stacks them like a house of cards.
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Post by Zoe on Apr 7, 2015 20:14:31 GMT -5
Zoe stared at him with wide eyes in silence. Was he asking... what a book was? She tilted her head, her brow furrowing as she tried to comprehend someone not knowing what a book was. How was that possible? What the heck was going on here? Before she could properly answer, however, the boy would begin to flip through the page and then, with a surprising amount of confidence for someone who didn't know what a book was, he tore out a page.
”Don't do that!” she finally snapped, reaching to try and snatch the book away from him. ”These are books! They hold important information written down in the 'funny symbols'! They belong to the school, so you can't tear them up!” Her face was red as she spoke. Zoe didn't like people tearing up books. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2015 20:55:12 GMT -5
Hitsume looked up from the desk and noticed two talking, it was kind of annoying and the boy ripped the page out of the book. Hitsume stood up and walked over, he pulled up a page in his notepad that said "Please shut up". Hitsume waited for their response that he assumed would be rude.
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