Guten Abend, Gute Nacht.
They come as they go, dire individuals with no compassion and total apathy, which means if one of them is in trouble, the others would merely laugh. They do not care for each other but they do. More than you think ^.^
Starbucks is the venue where they swore in their sanity, their pride, ther wisdom which amounts to nothing. Through discussions out of boredom and the consumption of vile capitalist coffee, they echo the very image of disturbed ex-teens and of course, randomosity (which is not a word bytheway). Crack abound, these pitiful men and women never cease to believe in that which matters most. Nothing.
Idnarepo Sudom Ruo
Our Modus Operandi
In a world with no rules, no hope, no leader. They seek refuge from the interrogative and looming world of long office hours and disgusting deadlines. Graphic designers, illustrators, accountants and receptionists with a dire agenda, to have weekends sans office work(hence the monotonous coffee consumptions and a taste for the stupid. Ah, what could be worse).All hail decadence, hail the glory of inevitability and it's ability to stun. We appreciate the lackluster states of security to gain skills in hurting people, mostly mentally because alas, it is illegal to kill.
They love lulz, hierarchy, shopping, obscenity, vulgarity, roleplays, materialistic gains and of course Starbucks. Even though they live in different states and countries, Starbucks has never once failed these individuals, it will unite them all.
What is our job of the Modus Operandi? Simple. We live in a state of justice to laugh at people like these:
Should you fight us, you will find nothing.
Current Residence: STARBUCKS
deviantWEAR sizing preference: OBESE
Favourite photographer: Calvin
Favourite style of art: ANIMUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Operating System: Vista Asshole Supreme
MP3 player of choice: ipodu
Shell of choice: silver
Wallpaper of choice: Anything with yaoi mmmmmmm
Skin of choice: RACIST
Favourite cartoon character: EWWWWW CARTOONS BUUHHUHUH
Personal Quote: BOOOOOOOOOOOM