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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.
Full Story Here.
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Apr 27, 2015 22:58:44 GMT -5
"Yeah well if we have any unexpected arrivals I'll be sure to keep that name a tradition. Little Danger Crestwell hyphen Starke." The dry humor was accompanied with a tongue being stuck out in his direction. He followed her out of the room and on her journey through rooms completely filled with boxes. He gave an apology but her mind went to a conversation about hide and go seek that she had with Kenji. "Hey, it's all just stuff I'll have to go through to see if there's anything embarrassing of yours amongst all this stuff. Unless it's all your families junk."
She finally came across a room that was empty and had a ton of space. She took a few steps in and gave herself a nod before checking out the closet and bathroom. He asked a question about her being a gamer, and she let out a small laugh, "I play when I can. I don't really own anything but I like to play fighting games at people's houses, I've been to a couple LAN parties in the past with Halo games also. It was pretty cool, but I mean I was really young and I didn't know anybody. I suck unless it's smash bros."
She would leave the room and start heading downstairs, having been promised a gym she wanted to check out what kind of equipment it had. "Your gym, it better than the Y? Or at least like better than the schools?" She was curious because she had really wanted to work out somewhere nice and if nothing else privacy went a long way. As it was she was wanting to train more with Macht. Her knees were still not very good and she had an entirely sore side that had recently been agitated but she could care less.
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Post by Macht Stärke on Apr 29, 2015 1:51:37 GMT -5
 | It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
Rather than comment on the baby remark, Macht just laughed, sticking his tongue out at her as she stuck hers out at him. He followed along rather silently at first, only nodding and laughing when he felt it was appropriate. He didn't mind her going through his things, really - most of it was old, childhood shit that he held onto for sentimental value. He had pictures of him with his siblings when they were babies, and he even had an old family photo where his real father's face was, unfortunately, burnt out. There wouldn't be much Louie would find that would interest her, really. "If you ever wanna try anything else, I've got, like... literally, every system that exists. Long as you're here, you've got free reign to try 'em."That said, he headed downstairs with her. As she inquired about his gym, he'd lead her to it. It was small, since he lived alone, but if there was any piece of equipment Louie could think about, Macht had it. There was a boxing ring in the middle, with varied equipment scattered all around the room. "I like it. It's good for what I do, really. Everything's quality. You're welcome to try stuff out, like... whenever, I guess."words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on Apr 29, 2015 19:58:56 GMT -5
"That sounds nice, why don't we go play? I'll let you pick the game but I get to choose which system before you do. Sound good?" She would grin over at him, thinking about the gym that he had mentioned. It was something she would definitely look into when she actually, you know, had energy to use the gym. Currently she would be focusing on relaxation and the like.
"How about this, winner has to do a favor of some sort for the loser. If it's a versus game that is, if it's a coop game than just you know, whoever does better has to do a favor for the loser." She'd walk over and trail her fingers along his jawline before placing a kiss on his cheek, letting her lips linger a little because of how sweet he was being and just, well, how close she felt right then.
"If I win, I'd have you give me a massage."
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 2, 2015 23:07:04 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
Macht replied with a grin. He'd take her over to the living room where he had his whole set-up, and on one entertainment center, Louie would see he had every major system to hit the market, from the Atari to the PS4. Opposite that center, there'd be another with games for each, and right between them was his absurdly large TV. He'd stand and wait while she picked things out, already figuring he'd know what he wanted to play on each. It might be a little unfair, but with her giving him a reason to want to lose, well... he might even do it on purpose. Macht felt another rush of heat in his face when the fingers traced his jaw, his own fingers running along her waist. "I'll have you know I'm the king of massages. But then I'm also the king of gaming, so you got your work cut out for her." The small quip would be followed with a peck on her lips. "If I win... we do this again sometime soon. Now go pick what system you'll get your ass kicked on so we can set the date."words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 3, 2015 18:53:42 GMT -5
"Oh?" She said to his half of the bet. That would be nice, though it would be nice either way. Still, if that was what he wanted most out of an agreement like that it definitely showed that he was into this. Her eyes lit up a bit at the statement and she found herself looking over to the systems, wondering if she should lose on purpose herself so that she has a reason to come here very soon to continue hanging out with him more and more. Who knows, maybe she'd continue losing to him all the time.
Then again... she was really sore from their fight and a massage would feel great.
And a hot shower. Oh god she wanted a nice hot shower to the point that the water practically burned more than anything right now. Hopefully he had some sort of decent shampoo and conditioner.
"Alright then, we're going to be playing Gamecube," She said, knowing that the controllers for Gamecube were the ones she was most familiar with. Those and N64, but she definitely preferred handling Gamecube controllers more than anything. "So go ahead, pick which game I'm going to kick your ass in so I can go ahead and pick where I would like to lay face down for my massage. I'm thinking somewhere out in the sun, and you'll be bringing me some iced tea or something to sweeten the experience for sure. Punk."
She walked over toward the tv and found a seat, her eyes over to the mass amount of games he had available.
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 3, 2015 21:01:27 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
Macht laughed, walking over to his collection of games. Since she picked the Gamecube, he instinctively went for Super Smash Bros. After popping the game in and fetching a couple of controllers, he'd plop down for a seat next to Louie. All of her smack talking would be met with a rather calm grin, and as the system began to boot up, he'd mouth the words "Imma fuck you up." Then he repeated it without the last word. As the game started up Macht kicked his legs up onto the coffee table and slouched downward a little, looking really quite lazy. "I'll give you a handicap and not use Link. Nah, I'mma go with... Mewtwo. Fuck yeah." Like a small child who seemed really quite giddy, he'd wait for Louie to pick her character, then he'd set it to a stock match and hit "random" for the stage select. In complete honesty, Macht was going to play seriously. He considered letting her win and going through with the massage, because he wouldn't mind it, but he didn't want to take any chance at her slipping through his fingers. So, yes, he was going to try his hardest to kick her ass in Super Smash Bros as a way of professing his interest in their relationship. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 3, 2015 21:15:06 GMT -5
He mouthed a bit of trash talk but she wasn't hearing any of that, mostly cus well like she said he had mouthed the words. Still though she was ready for this, she had controller advantage in her mind due to this being her favorite system and she was going to fuck him up royally. She got ready as he picked up Smash and started to talk some complete nonsense. "I'll give you a handicap and not use Link. Nah, I'mma go with... Mewtwo. Fuck yeah."
"Get out of here with that," She said, "Those are your main two on Melee? I see how it is." She picked up the sticks and moved her cursor over to Marth before selecting. She wasn't about to go into this without her number one character. She had a tendency to choose sword wielding characters but preferred the finesse of playing Marth as well as having the charge option handy. She reminded herself mentally how rolling mechanics worked in these games and waited to see the stage that was set.
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 4, 2015 0:41:42 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
Hyrule temple was the map, which was fortunately Macht's favorite. Sarah was decent, however (As agreed OoC), she just wasn't as good as Macht, who'd played these games almost all the time when he wasn't working out. Occasionally she'd manage to get a good hit in here and there, and to make things look a little more fair he'd sometimes throw himself off the ring, but when it came down to it he wouldn't let himself lose. Even if it was just a game, what he'd gain from his small victory was possibly going to be a very, very big deal. "Well now," he'd laugh, setting his controller down on the coffee table as the end-game results came up. "I do believe I just kicked your fine little ass, Louie. So what day works best for you? Or should I just kidnap you from school one day - actually, I think I'll go with that." In the middle of his trash talk he'd lean forward and give her a kiss, since he was still being rather genuine. "Now how about I give you that massage and we call it a night, huh?"words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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Post by Sarah Crestwell on May 4, 2015 0:51:55 GMT -5
"Well now, I do believe I just kicked your fine little ass, Louie. So what day works best for you? Or should I just kidnap you from school one day - actually, I think I'll go with that." He gave her a kiss and she kissed back with a bit of laughter. She nodded a little bit in acceptance of what just took place. She felt a bit embarrassed but the truth was that he was way way better at this nonsense.
"Hey, while you were getting that good, I was kissing cute girls so... priorities." She said which was half true. Or rather it was pretty true, she just wasn't that great at picking up girls. It was always harder to tell if a girl was into you while being a girl cus you can never tell if they are into you or if they are just being friendly. With most guys it was pretty easy to tell if they were into you which sort of gave you a bit of an edge on the whole flirting thing and whether or not that was going well.
"Now how about I give you that massage and we call it a night, huh?"
"Ohhhh, the pity massage now though isn't it?" She said and gave a playful jab, "Saint Macht taking pity on my poor poor video game skills... yeah okay beggars can't be choosers. Let's go do this, but to make it a little worth your while I'll at least grace you by being topless." She stood up and pulled his shirt up a little bit to start guiding him back to the room where she would get her pity massage.
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Post by Macht Stärke on May 4, 2015 1:18:56 GMT -5
| It shouldn't have happened but you let it Now you're down on the ground screaming medic The only thing that comes is the post-traumatic stresses Shields, body armors and vests don't properly work That's why you're in a locker full of hurt The enemy within and all the fires from your friends The best medicine's to probably just let it win These battle scars don't look like they're fading |
Kissing... girls? Holy shit. Macht's eye widened and he had to shift in his seat a little because he wasn't expecting that. He had no idea whether or not it was true, but... damn, part of him kind of hoped. The only response he could even muster up was an awkward smile, so by the time she starting her playful jabs he was already dumbfounded. "Yeah, uh... pity, let's go with that." Macht let Louie pull him back to the room, and once they were there he'd let her get set up for the massage. She was going to find out that he actually was fairly good with his hands - in more ways than one, really - and then their day was going to come to a fairly good close. "Let's get that unnecessary shirt off of you and I'll get to working my magic."Macht shot Louie a wink, and then he'd get to work. /end thread. words: 000 • tags: you • notes: stuff |
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