Chains of Memories
By Dragon of Courage
Killing Spree

A boy jumps out of nowhere. "Hi! I'm Tahu Nubava from Chains of Memories!"

Another boy popped in. "And I'm Kopaka Nubanu...from the same story."

Tahu and Kopaka sat on a couch.

"And we're here to tell YOU that D.C. quit," Tahu smiled.

Kopaka nodded with agreement, "Yep, that's true. She was like 'Adios, Amigos'!"

"Dude, that wasn't what she said!" Tahu hissed. "That was like French! I think she said something like that in Japanese."

"You know what?" Kopaka snapped. "Screw you."

Tahu cocked an eyebrow as Kopaka continued the message.

"Yeah, she was like sick and tired of all the crap in the Bioncle section that she packed up and left fanfiction dot net forever."

"Actually, she moved to the Halo section," interrupted Tahu.

"Shut up, dumbass. Don't you see that I'm trying to make it dramatic?" Kopaka replied curtly.

"Well, you're doing a horrible job on it." Tahu shot back.

"Why I oughta-!"

Tahu swings around an X-Box controller. Kopaka stopped, mesmerized by the shiny black thing.

"She said we can play Halo 2 if we finished what she said."

Kopaka nodded.

"And so, to prevent this from happening again to another great Bionicle writer, I suggest that you should suck up to them."

"Yeah, you should endlessly tell them that you love them and you'll even pay for their bandwidth," Tahu nodded.

"Hell, Tahu, tell them to pay for her sponsorship at Red vs Blue."

"But, she doesn't even have an account…and they don't accept free e-mail accounts."

"Shut up, dumbass. We'll find a way. We are alter egos of Bionicle figures. It shouldn't be so hard."

Kopaka turned back to the camera.

"And so, don't forget to whack a certain author who had all talk and no action. He's a pain in the ass. Just look for a reviewer that acts like Simon from American Idol, but not as bad."

"And spam like hell in the review box of others who can't spell Tahu," The blonde added.

"Give us all your money so we can shod off." Kopaka waved his index finger.

"Spray-paint 'Tahu X Gali forever' on your school lockers." Tahu innocently said.

"And play Halo. Lots and lots of Halo."

Kopaka paused for a moment.

"Are we done?" he asked Tahu.

Tahu thought about it for a moment. "Hm… I guess so."

Kopaka grinned and leaped away, singing, "Freedom! It smells so sweet!"

Tahu ran off the screen, "Let's go play Team Slayer! I'm sure the others are playing as well."

"Haul your ass over here! I'm pushing the button!"

There was silence as a haunting chant emanated off the screen. After a couple of minutes, the reader imagines hearing bullet shots and plasma discharges. A godly voice echoed. "Killing spree."

"F'ckin' hell yeah!" Kopaka whooped.

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Looks like Kopaka got possessed by Church. Haha.

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