From paperclipchains

[pikabot]

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often or ever) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.

It can be anything you want -- good or bad -- BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph in your LJ and see what your friends come up with.

Comments

[scribe-protra.livejournal.com]

Hey been meaning to ask! How is your scar healing? You know the one you got when I came by for a visit and we ending up having to fight off an fairy invasion and you had to temperally join the Wild Hunt as other wise you would have gotten eaten.

[tobu-ishi.livejournal.com]

*grins* Dude, I will never forget the time we crashed San Diego Comic Con in Water Tribe siblings cosplay and you were so awesome you nearly got tapped to play Sokka in the upcoming movie. I'm proud of you for letting Shyamalan down easy, though. You would have been amazing, of course, but fame does things to people. Never change, man. &heart;

[tolone.livejournal.com]

Hey remember that time we smoked like a pound of weed and I was all like "ohhhhh duuuuude Pika check that oooooooooout" and you looked over your shoulder except we were having two different hallucinations and you were all "man BC what the fuck you talkin' about"

good times man

[k-puff.livejournal.com]

I remember that one time we choreographed a whole dance routine to "Bet On It" from High School Musical and performed it for all the people waiting in line for the movie premiere of Dark Knight.

Yep. Those were some good times.

[maggiekarp.livejournal.com]

No, you know what? FUCK you. And don't pretend to not know what this is about, you bastard!

[runic-binary.livejournal.com]

Hey, I was gonna ask. You remember that time you set my shoes on fire? Yeah. You still owe me forty bucks. I have been waiting eight months for you to pay me back, man. I don't give a shit what secret organization you were attempting to distract, those were new.

[pheonee.livejournal.com]

Aah, brings me back to the days of flyball training. I'm really sorry Arolia knocked you down an' everything, but honestly, you were HOLDING THE BALL, what's a dog meant to do? Just leave it alone? Thanks for helping me though. We won second in our race! I hope you enjoyed the dog biscuits. 8D