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capeandcowllogs2013-03-30 04:39 pm
futureleader) wrote in capeandcowllogs2013-03-30 04:39 pm
Entry tags:
As long as the room keeps singing
WHO: quire & lalonde (futureleader & nitidus)
WHERE: a pretentious cafe for pretentious little snots (it's called #ashtag Cafe)
WHEN: right now
WARNINGS: illegal shenanigans involving fake ids
SUMMARY: Quentin still has his business of creating fake IDs open to anyone interested in purchasing them. Friends get discounts. Friends also get the most convincing fake IDs created for their own personal interest. Rose is a friend. Also, a pretentious little cafe & friend.
FORMAT: quicklog!?!?
[Although he advertised it months ago, Quentin was still in the business of creating fake IDs for his fellow teenagers. He didn't need to know what his buyers were going to use them for, just that he was going to profit off of their partying and under-aged shenanigans. Not wanting to fall into the 'dangerous pit of capitalism' however, he made sure his IDs were the best of the best, and kept on the look out for new ways to improve them. When friends wanted to purchase his IDs, he made certain that he would cater the ID to their needs and give them the best access to unlimited partying. All he had to do was create the ID, enter the information into the system and they could party away.
Quentin sits in the far corner of the cafe, typing away at a small laptop. Who knows how long he's sat there, but he seems to be in his groove as he multitasks between updating his twitter feed, playing video games, and browsing the worldly news. To his side, he has a vanilla folder and envelope placed on the table. There he sits, waiting for his triple chocolate shake with sprinkles.
But more importantly, he waits for Rose.]
futureleader & nitidus)WHERE: a pretentious cafe for pretentious little snots (it's called #ashtag Cafe)
WHEN: right now
WARNINGS: illegal shenanigans involving fake ids
SUMMARY: Quentin still has his business of creating fake IDs open to anyone interested in purchasing them. Friends get discounts. Friends also get the most convincing fake IDs created for their own personal interest. Rose is a friend. Also, a pretentious little cafe & friend.
FORMAT: quicklog!?!?
[Although he advertised it months ago, Quentin was still in the business of creating fake IDs for his fellow teenagers. He didn't need to know what his buyers were going to use them for, just that he was going to profit off of their partying and under-aged shenanigans. Not wanting to fall into the 'dangerous pit of capitalism' however, he made sure his IDs were the best of the best, and kept on the look out for new ways to improve them. When friends wanted to purchase his IDs, he made certain that he would cater the ID to their needs and give them the best access to unlimited partying. All he had to do was create the ID, enter the information into the system and they could party away.
Quentin sits in the far corner of the cafe, typing away at a small laptop. Who knows how long he's sat there, but he seems to be in his groove as he multitasks between updating his twitter feed, playing video games, and browsing the worldly news. To his side, he has a vanilla folder and envelope placed on the table. There he sits, waiting for his triple chocolate shake with sprinkles.
But more importantly, he waits for Rose.]