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Barb And Nancy

THE BARBÆRIAN

In the enchanted realm of Færie Kingdom, where magic flows as freely as hair dye and scissors cut through dimensions, we find ourselves in the most peculiar of establishments: Æon's Interdimensional Salon, The Barbærian. Picture, if you will, a shop that defies the laws of physics, nestled between the fabric of reality and the threads of imagination. Here, our reluctant hero, Æthereon—Æon to his friends and confused clients—plies his trade with golden scissors that have a mind of their own. Once upon a time, Æon was a fearsome barbarian, his muscles rippling like waves of destruction across battlefields. However, fate, ever-changing, had different intentions. With a single misplaced swing of his mighty sword, Æon found himself cursed by the Færie King, condemned to trade his blade for a pair of enchanted shears. Now, he must snip and style his way to redemption, one magical makeover at a time. As you step into Æon's salon, the air shimmers with possibility. The walls seem to breathe, expanding and contracting to accommodate clients from every corner of the multiverse. Can you hear it? The soft humming of the golden scissors, their blades gleaming with mischievous intent. They're plotting their next avant-garde masterpiece, much to Æon's chagrin. Our hero stands at the ready, his face a mask of stoic determination, hiding the inner turmoil of a man who once cleaved monsters in twain and now debates the merits of layered bangs versus a pixie cut. But wait! The magic pole begins to quiver, signaling the arrival of today's first client. Who could it be? A timid goblin prince in desperate need of a confidence boost? Or perhaps a phoenix whose fiery plumage threatens to set the entire realm ablaze? Lean in close, dear reader, for the tale of Æon's first client is about to unfold.
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Friendship and Fiascos

I wake up with the sun beating down on my face, and sweat dripping from my neck down my spine, I turn over to look at my alarm clock and it’s … it’s not there, this isn’t my room… but wait it is . I quickly get up from my bed and rushed out of my room to go check for my best friend who I was living with at the time . “Jerald !!! Jerald !!! What’s going on, did you move my things ?” But my mum answered instead “ who is Jerald??? You woke up late and now you’re trying to bring the whole house down, go shower or you’ll be very late for school, you better hurry or I’m throwing you and your bag out at 7:40 “ my mum said as she walked away to the kitchen. I was shocked, I didn’t understand what was going on, I moved from my mums house two years ago, I’m currently leaving in a Condo in LA with best Friend from high school … this isn’t LA… or maybe I’m still asleep? . I walk to my old bathroom to go wash my face. I turned the tap on and splashed some water on it, then I grabbed the towel next to the door and look at the mirror in front of me … I screamed !!! “Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh” why do I look 14???? I’m 21 …. I felt dizzy, but i could hear my mum yelling from the kitchen “stop shouting and just kill the spider, it can’t kill you” my mum said thinking I saw a bug, how is she sure it’s not poisonous … typical African parent, but wait … what is happening to me ? Did I go back in time ?
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