FairSquare 2012-07-12 08:27:20

Jarrydn's life was good.
Some things could be better, of course, but overall he was satisfied with his life and who he was.
And he knew things could change very much, very fast. But you don't really expect that to happen, so when a change like that does come it's a surprise most of the time.
And a surprise, it surely was..

For some reason unknown to me, Jarrydn and his family decided to move houses.
This was quite a big change, but he had enough time to prepare and all in all it was just a change of location. His life wouldn't drastically change because of this.

So Jarrydn arrived in his new home. It's a nice place. There are windows, doors.. a typical house.
When he finished decorating his room and putting everything into place, he decided to get on his PC and ban some annoyi.. I mean, rule breaking users.
His PC booted pretty quickly. Jarrydn double clicked the icon of his browser.

This was the moment that scarred Jarrydn forever. The moment that put his entire life upside down.
His browser said that there was no internet connection and Jarrydn realized that he didn't have internet access for two weeks. Two long, awful weeks.

He screamed. He cried. Almost, he damaged his PC in rage, but he couldn't destroy something so precious to him.
On the ground he lay, for almost 3 hours, when he got back to his senses a bit.
Then he stood up and walked out of his room.

But this Jarrydn wasn't the same Jarrydn as before. This experience had changed him.. had broken something inside him that gained him access to powers he didn't knew he had.

This might seem an odd end to this story.
But, dear reader, i will add one final thing. Something you must know and will make you feel safe.

Jarrydn has discovered he has super powers and will watch over you and yours, using his ban-hammer to demolish all that is evil.

Never be scared. Never be afraid. The Ban-Man will watch over you.

FairSquare 2012-07-12 23:23:21

It was a nice day in New York.
The sun was shining and there was a sensible, cheerful atmosphere in the air.
A lot of people greeting each other. A young man standing up for an old lady. It seemed like everything was good and dandy.

Except for one man.
This man sat in the shadows of an old abandoned building. The building itself looked like it could collapse at any given moment, but the man didn't seem to care.

He sat there all by himself, on the floor in the shadows. His heels almost pressed against his bottom and his arms were wrapped around his legs.
Why did this man look so sad? What happened to him?

The strange thing is, that he was perfectly fine this morning.
He had felt the same joy as all the other people. He had felt the sun glowing on his arms while he was gently cooled down by a soft breeze that felt like the breath of an angel.
Yes, when he left his home to go to work everything was fine. The short walk he had to make to get to his work had been really nice.
And at his work? At his work everything flowed smoothly and he even received some compliments from his boss!

He left his work around 4 PM. And because it had been such a nice day and it was such nice, sunny weather, he decided to treat himself with an ice-cream.

He bought the ice-cream and sat down on a bench, next to a young man who he thought could use a nice conversation.
''Hi!'' he said to the young man.
The young man turned his head slowly towards him and looked at him with a glance of suspicion.
''Hi..'' the young man grumbled back.
He didn't expect this kind of response, but decided to continue the conversation anyway.
''So, what's your name young man?''
The young man didn't look at him, and answered with a low, mumbling voice: ''Austerity. They call me Austerity..''
''Well, pleased to meet you Austerity'' he said. ''I'm Bill.''
Austerity said nothing.
Bill tried to keep the conversation alive: ''Isn't it lovely weather today?''
Austerity stared straight ahead, without a response.
To prevent a silence from happening, Bill kept talking: ''Well, i think it's the best weather we had so far this year. So, i thought i'd celebrate it with a nice ice-cream!''

Suddenly Austerity stood up and looked at Bill. Bill could see fury in his eyes.
He could see Austerity was enraged, but Bill didn't understand why.
''ICE-CREAM?!'' Austerity shouted. ''ICE-CREAM?! I HATE ICE-CREAM! I HATE IT AND I HATE YOU FOR BUYING ICE-CREAM!''

Bill didn't know why, but the combination of Austerity's voice, looks and glance made him feel like every single bit of life was being sucked right out of his soul.
The day that seemed so perfect before, was turning into the worst day in his life and he didn't even know why he felt like that.
Bill asked himself why this guy, this Austerity, had so much influence on him. He had just met him. But somehow, there was something inside this guy, some dark force that was stronger than everything good he believed in.
In theory he could just walk away and forget this ever happened, but this wasn't theory. This was real and he couldn't walk away. He wasn't even sure if he could stand on his legs.

Bill closed his eyes and tried to think of good, nice things. No matter how hard he tried, he saw evil in everything. Everything he thought of became dark, evil and terrifying.
He opened his eyes and saw the Austerity had disappeared. But Bill didn't feel any better.
In fact, he felt worse every second, although he did regain control over his body so he could stand up and walk.

But walk where? Somehow he knew that everywhere he'd go, he'd take this dark, evil aura with him and somehow transfer it to other people like Austerity transferred it to him.
And even though he felt like he wanted to die, Bill didn't want others to suffer like he is suffering.

So Bill walked towards a place where no one would come. An abandoned place.

That's how the sad man ended up next to the abandoned building. That's why he was sad.
He would stay there, until he died of dehydration.

And Austerity?
After he made Bill feel so miserable he felt a lot better himself. So much better, that he even made other people feel better.
Austerity is one nice, dandy person.

FairSquare 2012-07-13 18:03:24 (Updated 2012-08-04 17:16:51)

''Madam.. madam, you can't do that!''
But Shadria didn't listen. And why should she? All she wanted was some juice!

She had a bit of a rough patch in her life.
College, looking for a job, making decisions for her future.. sometimes you just want to forget everything.
Some people manage this by drinking, other people light a cigarette. And Shadria? She drinks some nice juice in a quiet place.

So she did the only sensible thing, which is going to the nearest store to buy juice.
She really needed it, too. Because of all the things going on in her life, she has had no time to properly drink juice in a month. A whole month!
I bet you, dear reader, can imagine Shadria's thirst for juice. Her need, her craving!

And finally, the moment had arrived. She was in the store and a large bottle of fresh juice was in her hands. Her grip on it was firm, as if it was the last bottle of juice on earth.
She even had a bit of trouble to resist the urge to open the bottle and drinking it in the middle of the store, but fortunately she was able to hold herself together and she walked with a fast pace towards the counter.

Shadria placed the bottle on the counter and heard the clerk say: ''One bottle of fresh juice.. 2 euros please.''
She opened her bag to grab her wallet, but.. it wasn't there!
Surely, she had put her wallet in her bag. Right?!
She rummaged through all the stuff in her bag, but her wallet really wasn't there.

Her heart skipped a couple of beats. She began to sweat and she could feel her face turning red.
She couldn't handle this. She couldn't go another minute without her juice. Her mental health was at stake here and she could feel that she was slowly losing grip on reality.

She closed the bag and looked the clerk straight in his eyes.
He was clearly a bit startled by the bewildered look in Shadria's eyes and he simply froze when he heard Shadria speak with a voice full of rage and desperation: ''Don't.. move!''

In a flash she grabbed the bottle and ran for the exit.
An innocent bystander called after her: ''Madam.. madam, you can't do that!'' but this did not stop her.
She knew that she would regret this though. She knew that she would feel very guilty after finishing her bottle of stolen juice. But at the moment, she didn't care one single bit.

After running for a couple of blocks she started feeling exhausted. The adrenaline in her body was slowly flowing away. She made sure she hadn't been followed and turned into and alley where she sat down against a wall.

Within mere seconds, she gulped the whole bottle of juice followed by a loud burp.
She felt herself coming back to her senses again. And she felt completely relaxed.

...

Years later, Shadria still felt guilty about stealing juice.
To ease her troubled mind she started buying large amounts of bottled juice and handing them to people on the streets, which she is doing to this day.

So, if you want free juice, go to Portugal. And say hi for me.

FairSquare 2012-07-31 20:37:59

I was.
I will come up with some stories soon ^_^

FairSquare 2012-09-08 07:03:15

I already went on holiday and it was awesome. Sorry.