There’s a distinguished looking ol’ fellow sitting at the

“Remember when I created cult followings guys? Remember that? Remember?”

Sony and Olympus share glances and mumble something about the wizard losing his potion. “Hey, at least we aren’t those two assholes over there.” as they point to Canon and Nikon.

Canon and Nikon. They’re the two old men at the bar who are always arguing. You can’t tell if they’re the best of friends, brothers, or sworn enemies. Either way, there they sit… every night… arguing and arguing and arguing. One says he can drive a car faster. One says he got laid at the ’84 Olympics far more than the other. The other talks about how big his lens is. The only thing they ever agree on is they are both sick and tired of all the young kids in the bar these days taking their space. You get a feeling that if they just melded into one the world would be better for it. Please don’t get either one started about iPhone and her friend Instagr.am.

There’s a sound of an old shovelhead rolling up in the parking lot.

A young good looking kid walks in the door. Tattered 501’s. Grease stained tee. Three days of scruff. He walks with confidence. All the ladies take notice of him. The cougar den at the table next to Sony, Oly, and Pana all perk up and freshen their lips and shorten their skirts. His name is Fuji and everyone but Leica avoids making eye contact with him. Leica turns on his bar stool and gracefully nods his head to Fuji. Fuji, knowing he’s in good company at the bar, fires a grin and a wink at the old man. Leica sees himself as a younger man in this Fuji kid. Back before he opened his stupid boutique stores and started a line of t-shirts and baseball caps. (Leica should have never listened to his old friend Ferrari.)

Fuji orders a classic English bitter and starts talking to the two girls next to him.

Phaseone pulls the perfect pint and serves it up. No one serves it up better than Mr. Phase. Phase then tells Polaroid to take the trash out. Polaroid goes out the back door and stops to share a smoke with Kodak. Kodak asks if Polaroid could spare some change. “Sorry man. Not today.”

The young girl that was sitting with Leica heads out the door but not before slipping her number into Fuji’s back pocket.

Fuji sips his beer and quietly tucks it deeper into his pocket so he doesn’t lose it.

I was interested in getting a used Fuji X100S because all the hipsters around here are thowing them out for the X100F, but it's fans really throw me off.

great photos OP!

>>3109725
>implying Sony doesn't have a cult following

>implying leica isn't dumber than all the others

>>3109726
>implying fuji don't literally run a cosmetics company for impressionable, self conscious sheeple.

Let's be honest, fuji is the vacuous bimbo, who constantly asks for lifts off Sony and tries to claim she drove herself in her own car because she left some furry dice on the windscreen. Makeup and outfit that look like they're from someone much, much older, but the biology of a pre-teen. She makes a lot of noise in the bar, but none of the other patrons take any notice.

Phase one? Phase one has parkinsons, he can barely get a drink in the glass without a complex system of levers and pulleys.

This thread is shit I can't believe people have the time to make fucking camera fan fiction get cancer

>>3109745
I agree but I'm kinda liking it

>>3109745
People will do anything not to take photos

2/10 for effort

>>3109740
>cult of Sony
>high priest: Jason Lanier

>>3109740
And guess who fell for the copypasta bait...

>>3109724
>There’s a pretty young girl on his arm
I slap her ass, and see what he does.

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Nikon, the sharp featured old man starts telling his story to a beautiful young lady who's got the smarts and the looks about how he used to work for the older and simple man, Canon, sitting across the table. The lady calls her friend for Canon. Nikon and Canon realised the partnership formed and grow out of their delusioned war and realise that the kids are ruining today's culture, not caring, they concentrate on all the pussy they're attracting together.

While Leica lies dead on his seat, Fuji pushes him off and flirts with what he's got for now, fat bald tattooed youtuber and a tranny from alabama. But alas, he will get the attention he deserves once he combs his hair and toughens up a little.

Panasonic, Olympus and Sony keep attracting the 10 year olds with their video games until they see Nikon and Canon or Fuji across the room.