And how did I meet Akwater? Funny story actually. I met Akwater, the love of my life, on www.gog.com. Yes, I know you just cringed, but there is a story behind it.

Late one sleepless night I’m laying bored in my bed going through the www.gog.com catalogue to see if there were any games worth adding to my owned list. I saw Akwater’s avatar and thought it was really cute. Being the nosey person I am, I looked him up on Facebook.

So I added him as a friend. I go on searching for people I knew and mostly forgot all about him, until he sends me a message a few days later.

He asked if I knew Wesley (one of my Facebook friends). As a matter of fact, I adore Wesley. I graduated with him and considered him a great friend. Turns out, they are step-brothers. A few months go by and I’m planning my class reunion and I need Wesley’s phone number. I message Akwater to find out Wesley is coming to town this weekend. We make plans for the three of us to go out that night.

There was never any plans for Akwater and I to “hook up”. I tease him because that very night we all went out, he had 3 other “dates”. They ended up not working out for him, so he decided to go ahead and hang out with me and Wes. We haven’t been apart since.

The first few week, Akwater and I just pulled all-nighters playing old school Nintendo. We still had no intention of dating. It’s still an argument over who put the moves on who first. He put the moves on me, but he says it’s because I was giving out a vibe.

We have been together over a year now and I’m happier than ever. He’s my best friend and the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. No, marriage is not in the works yet. Keep your panties on. Now instead of Nintendo, we play Champions of Norrath all night.

We met in a jello wrestling tournament. I'll never forget how you almost drowned in that jello, but I pulled you out and revived you with a little mouth to mouth. I'm here for you man, whenever you need someone to save you from drowning in jello.

We met at the negotiation table. There we were, with five other applicants. As time and the ever tedious discussions wore on, only Akwater and I were left standing, and wouldn't you know it, HE won the exploration and resources rights. At least I was assigned as investigator/auditor to his claim. I get to keep a close eye on him in case he tries to default on the agreement and go back to his extraorbital command center. In that case, the planet is MINE!

I told them this was a bad plan. Fat Jimmy was too slow, and now he was lying in a pool of blood, dead, shot by the cops outside.
He should have been outside, in the car, ready to drive us away from the bank as soon as we were out. But no, Carmen wanted Jimmy inside with me and her. Now she was dead too. Damn cops.
They also got Mister Black, arrested at the wheel of the car. Mister Black... where the Hell did he pick up such a name ? Kids these days... I never knew his real name. Poor kid. Maybe an understanding judge will set him free with nothing but a scolding.

So now it was down to just poor little me. Me and a few dozen cops outside.
I looked around me ; dead bodies, frightened men and women, blood, cash. I always knew it wouldn't end well, but that was just ridiculous.
Out of despair, I raised my voice and asked if anybody wanted a share of the money.
There were a couple of guns lying on the floor; all I needed was the manpower.

From behind the counter, a man stood up, looked me in the eye without saying a word, walked towards me, picked up two guns and said "I'm akwater, let's do this".

We stormed out of the building, all guns blazing, I even think we took out a few of them. We jumped in the car in a hail of bullets and managed to force our way through the crowd that had gathered there to be entertained. We certainly gave them what they wanted.

This was two years ago. Now with all the money we did take from that bank, we're both living somewhere in the sun, although we parted company at the airport.

I'm sure he's alright.

Ah, I remember it so clearly as if it were just yesterday. In fact, it was this same day, 16 years ago, February the 29th 1995.

I was living in a small flat in Eastern Germany, behind the Berlin Wall; you were stationed on the North Korean/Cambodian border. One day, I browsed the GOG forums when suddenly I got my first PM. You had randomly picked me to gift me 60 $ worth of good old games.

You had downloaded a few games but I had no money for the gas to come over to your place and get them. Luckily, it was winter then and you were off duty. So you loaded your desktop PC into your car and drove all the way along the Russian Pacific coast, crossing the Arctic ice plains and reaching European soil via Norway.

When you finally reached my place, we wanted to hook your netbook to my PC to trandsfer the good stuff. Sadly, my WLAN-cable broke down so I head to go over to my neighbor. You wanted to stay at my place until I returned. This took some time, as only reaching the front gates of my property takes a good 20 minutes by foot.

While I was away, you browsed my collection of LPs that I had recorded with the garage band I was plying in. You took one of the vinyls, loaded it into your cell phone's optical drive and enjoyed what you heard.

When I returned with the cable, you said that you, too, were an amateur musician. Our gutiarist had just recently died when he tried out a new water-proof sundial but had erroneously taken the methane tank instead of the one with the oxygen. Coincidenally, you had an air guitar in the trunk of your car. We gahtered the band and started to jam. Man, we were good.

All this great fun let us forget that you were originally here for the games but you had to return to your unit. I wonder if you sat in your arm chair in a trench near Baghdad and thought about the good times we had. This topic here must be born from those memories.

Good times.

And then you have to take into account that both parents might have switched.

It'd probably be easier to just go generic and say "I am one of your biological parents" but that lacks drama

No fair!! Not all of us can be the love of his life!!

Do I detect a note of jealousy ...? Sorry, but I moved on after you changed your forum title! :P

I guess I would post something witty or clever however most of the possibilities and setups have already been posted in this thread

regardless, I'm bumping this great competition and wishing luck to all entrants

It was a sunny summer day. I was playing football in the park and one teammate twisted his ankle. We needed a replacement and saw you skateboarding nearby. We've been bffs ever since. :)

So, I met akwater working my first job. You never forget your first job, or a good friend like akwater.

We were both cashiers helping to stock shelves in a brand new store soon to be opened up. On one of our breaks we just happened to start chatting it up. He was just an all around awesome guy. Bit crazy, which is something I needed to spice up my life anyway, haha..

We started hanging out after work, having a drink here and there. Chilling out at the mall, hopelessly looking for hot nerdy girls to hit up on. And the rest is history. :)

I considered explaining the whole sordid story, but I really did not want to risk undoing the several years and multiple thousands of dollars Akwater has poured into forgetting. Some things are best left forgotten...

Hmmm, let's see. Yes, I remember.

It was a day as any other for me. I was minding my own business when I heard him. He was there with weird man in violet dress and with bow. I knew this man, he tried to lead (or more precisely mislead) a lot of people HIS way.
However, they were calling me, asking for my attention. I hesistated for a moment. Is he worth my attention? Does he deserve it? Should I deny him my grace only because this false prophet is leading him?
NO!
I shall forgive him this little mistake, I thought. Then I gave him sign of my presence. It was only slight touch but from his face I knew he understood.

This is the story of our first meeting, people. Since then our relationship deepend and grew into maturity but first time is always thing to be remembered.

More people should enter. The prize is huge and I like reading funny stories.