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Oliveman

PostPosted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 10:55 pm


With his parent's cafe crawling with Blacksuits, Writ needed another place to get his fix. There were a couple of cafe-ish places here and there, but none of them seemed genuine. He wandered into another cafe that caught his eye.

Writ was expecting coffee, but all he saw was ice cream. This wasn't a bad thing (Because, hey, It's ICE CREAM.), but he really wanted an espresso over a Snoopy pop right now. Writ wanted to stay up all night. Run around the rooftops, start some trouble, just an average Saturday night for him. Though the Blacksuits have made the past few days a lot more interesting.

He was up for anything right now, Game-related or not. His planning for the Game bordered on obsessive and un-fun. What he needed right now was a break. Writ sat down on a stool at the counter of the supposed cafe and waited for someone to start serving.
PostPosted: Sun Aug 09, 2009 8:12 am


Quinn was working. It was a lot easier after taking a long day off to play in Vale's jungle. He missed the life, but seeing all the people happy in one place was almost as good. He swooped down over all of the tables, getting their trash, and throwing it away. Because the job required him to wear clothes, he had his hair wrapped up in a bandanna, a white shirt (with an igloo on it) and dark pants, with an apron.

An apron.

Quinn felt strange wearing so much clothing, but he was able to deal. Free ice cream all he wanted, with a salary to boot! Today was pretty busy; it was a hot day, and people flocked in.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another customer walk in and sit down. He was busy making a double-espresso-mocha-latte-ccino-thingy at his machine, and pulled out his little notepad, and stepped up to the customer.

"Writ?!" A huge grin grew on his face. "Hey! How are you doing?" He plopped his elbows onto the table, and set his chin in his hands. "And what do you want? We have coffee, ice cream, and I have created a marvelous blend of the two I call an Espresso Float." He grinned. "Our menu's up there." He pointed at the board above his head.

"I haven't seen you in ages, it feels like."

Kappawolf


Oliveman

PostPosted: Sun Aug 09, 2009 9:40 am


Quinn.

Calling Writ by his name.

In an apron.

Not blatantly trying to seduce him.

Who are you and what the hell did you do to Quinn?

"Oh, Quinn! Hey! I didn't know you worked here." Writ smiled at the familiar face, "I've been doing alright, you know, surviving and all." He waved a hand like it was no big deal.

"The float sounds great man, I'll take one of those." The sugary deliciousness of ice cream alongside a caffeine bomb of espresso? With their powers combined, they create yet another sleepless night in the city, and a huge crash the next day.

"Put an extra shot of espresso in there, could ya?"

It was a little unnerving to see Quinn actually working, mostly because it showed that the man had self-control. Which was new, Writ was under the impression that Quinn was the only person in the entire city that could exceed him in impulsiveness. Though he suspected that was only because he had experienced his erratic nature firsthand.

"Yeah, what have you been up to?"
PostPosted: Sun Aug 09, 2009 10:54 am


Quinn laughed. "Alright, if you want, but it already comes with a disclaimer." He turned around and began gathering up ingredients for it; just basic vanilla ice cream was the best, Quinn had found, because otherwise when it melted it became nasty.

As he worked, he talked. "Not much," He lied. "Vale dumped me for Tepin, Seamus is in the hospital because Vale beat the s**t out of him accidentally, I visited Vale's god's house...forest...thing yesterday..." he paused. "Most of my recent events have been with Vale, to be honest. Oh, and Faylen moved in with me a little while back. He's a sweet kid."

Quinn pressed the button on the machine that dropped down the shots of espresso, and added an extra for Writ. He handed it to the man, a serious look on his face.

"Honestly, though, don't drink if you have heart problems, or are pregnant. Possible side effects include hallucinations, loss of inhibitions, and excessive hyperactivity." Quinn nodded. "I have to say that, for legal purposes, every time I give someone one of these. That'll be 5.35. I gave you a large."

Kappawolf


Oliveman

PostPosted: Sun Aug 09, 2009 4:50 pm


Writ watched Quinn go about his week as he went about making the float. There was a lot more drama in Quinn's life than his own. All Writ had to worry about waking up each day, cause some havoc during the weekends, and sleep. Quinn had some sort of crazy love triangle going on. Was Writ a part of it? Hopefully not. He hoped that his friend's phase of calling him "Honey" was just a way to get at Vale, because he didn't want to be part of it. His ears perked up at the mentioned of Faylen.

"About that..." Writ was about to start, but a large glass of ice cream and espresso found it's way on the counter. He laughed at Quinn's supposed disclaimer, "You're talking to a guy that was raised in a old fashioned coffeehouse. Bring it on."

To prove his point, he took a big gulp of the float, leaving him with a whipped cream mustache and a satisfied smile on his face, "Damn, you wonder why no one thought of this one before, that was good."

He took out his money and slapped it on the counter, "You know" Writ took a sip of his float from the straw, "I saw Faylen yesterday, he seemed confused about something, he had a lot of questions for me and--" He paused, hopefully Quinn knew where this was going, "You do know he's like, twelve, right? I think he knows the difference between 'wrestling' and 'rampant sex'."

Sluuuuuuuurp.
PostPosted: Sun Aug 09, 2009 5:08 pm


Quinn held out a finger at Writ, "One second," as he went to take someone else's order. He began making it, then stopped in his tracks, turned to Writ, and narrowed his eyes.

"We thought he was asleep. And that was Vale's excuse, not mine. I would have been much smoother in covering for that." He shrugged.

"No one thought of it because no one is as smart as me. And don't even think of selling it anywhere else. This is a genuine Quinn Invention. A Quinnvention, if you will." He laughed, and set another one down in front of Writ.

"Knowing you, you're going to want another." He scooped up the money, and stuck it in a pocket in his apron.

"That one's free until you drink some of it. Then it's 5.35."

Kappawolf


Oliveman

PostPosted: Sun Aug 09, 2009 8:51 pm


"Yeah, I figured Vale would've been the one to say that." Writ said, "He can think up a good lie if you gave him a minute. Sure did a good job riling up that angry mob the other night." He looked at the newly formed float Quinn put out. It was tempting, but Writ felt content with just one of these newfangled Quinnventions. Besides, he didn't have the money to splurge on fancy ice cream drinks no matter how tasty they were. The blockades had put Writ's usual money-making schemes on hiatus. He pushed the cup back to Quinn,

"I think I'm good, how bout' treating yourself, eh? Take a break." Writ said, looking down the counter. There weren't any people that were in any particular need of service at the moment.

"I'm bored, and I could use the company-- specially' knowing I'm not gonna get any sleep tonight."
PostPosted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 2:51 pm


Quinn nodded. "Yeah, I guess. I'm gonna actually pay for it, though, because it adds another sell of my design." He pulled some money out of his own pocket and put in in his apron's money pocket.

"And, look." He tugged at the bandana behind his head, letting it droop down to his neck.

"Vale's idiot god cut off most of my hair. He said he liked it, but I dunno. I told Quetz not to grow it back, yet, like he used to. I'm thinking a new style might be nice." He ruffled it up, and posed at Writ to see what he thought, before wrapping the bandana back on.

"Have to wear it for work." He pulled a chair up behind the counter and sat across from Writ, sipping at his drink.

"But it wasn't a good lie. It was terrible."

Kappawolf


Oliveman

PostPosted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 6:22 pm


Writ shrugged when Quinn posed. Hairstylist he was not. None of his friend's Fabbbulous (b's slurred and all) fashion sense had rubbed off on him.

"Huh, kinda expected more from Vale's god. From what he told me the guy was some sort of sadist." Writ leaned back on his stool and stretched his arms out, "Guess that's a good thing though, I'd hate to talk to a stump of a neck." He grunted out a quick "Heh" before it got quiet again. It didn't seem as funny after he thought about it. Writ had talked to a dead, heart-ripped-out-of-his-chest Seth just yesterday and the image of talking to a headless Quinn was rather unpleasant.

"Well, either way, you traumatized the damn kid" He started matter-of-factly, "you should've saw his face when he started trying to explain what happened."
PostPosted: Thu Aug 13, 2009 5:02 pm


Quinn frowned. "Yes, that would be bad." He didn't see the humor in being headless. He ruffled his hair one more time, then replaced the bandana.

"I'm sorry for that. I didn't mean for that to happen." He sighed. "Not like you have to worry about that happening again, though, since Vale officially dumped me for Tepin."

Kappawolf


Oliveman

PostPosted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 9:02 pm


"It's alright, kid's just gonna have an interesting childhood to look back on. I pointed Faylen towards Vale to get some answers. Oughta be entertaining." A smirk. Too bad he wouldn't be around to see it. He contented himself with the sheer knowing that he was making someone's life just a little bit more difficult.

Writ sipped the rest of his float and sighed, "Tepin huh? Man, first they're treating each other like siblings, then they're dating." Nothing like some psudo-incest to push the Game and it's players even further across the taboo line.

Writ blew up his bangs and gave Quinn a slightly annoyed look, enough with this depressing gossip, "Man, when do you get off of work? We should do something. Get your mind off things." Wrecking havoc with wild abandon-- the best cure to any sort of drama.
PostPosted: Sat Aug 15, 2009 9:25 am


"Yeah. And he'll grow someday soon, anyway, so he might as well find out now. I learned the facts of life early, and I turned out perfectly fine."

Sort of.

"Yeah, it's an interesting relationship. We'll see where that goes." Right now, he was still worried about Seamus more than anything.

"Speaking of growth spurts, I kind of miss those. It was fun, to be older and more powerful over night." he grinned. "It should happen again."

Quinn checked his watch. "Not for a while, but I have a break in ten minutes. A long break, since I work all day on Saturdays." He nodded.

"What did you have in mind?"

Kappawolf


Oliveman

PostPosted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 8:43 am


"Yeah, when you're not taking advantage of drunk people." Writ thought about that, "Though I guess that doesn't stray from my line of work either. Been doing it less lately though." There was slight trauma involved when you wake up with a naked friend and a hangover. Maybe Writ should have thought about his word choice.

"Blowing things up, inciting mobs, creating chaos for fun and profit." He clarified, "You know, Anarchist's Cookbook type stuff. I say the city's been quiet enough lately." Not get drunk in the bedroom type stuff, anything but that kind of stuff.
PostPosted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 3:11 pm


Quinn shrugged. "You weren't that drunk. You were able to remember it later, weren't you? So you weren't that drunk." He preferred to take advantage of the at least moderately sober, anyway.

Quinn scrunched up his nose. "Nah. I'm not in the mood for the whole 'breaking laws and getting fired' thing, today. So, that stuff's sort of out of the question. Besides, my break isn't long enough to plan a good enough mob inciting, and I get enough money here. And I don't feel like cooking, or whateverthehell it is you said."

He rolled his eyes.

"Maybe for you. My life has been busy."

Kappawolf

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