YKYABF whenever your best friend sees you the Piraka Rap gets stuck in his head again.
YKYABFW you overhear a conversation about you by people in school and you’re “That BIONICLE kid.".
YKYABF whenever your best friend sees you the Piraka Rap gets stuck in his head again.
YKYABFW you overhear a conversation about you by people in school and you’re “That BIONICLE kid.".
YKYABFW you really want to build on a life-sized Kolhii stadium.
YKYBAFW you clean, you break out some Bohrok, not the vacuum cleaner.
You know you’re a Bionicle fan when all your Spore creatures turn out like this:
yeah kinda, I made a couple tahus in spore.
When Kraggle= Kra-ggle, Kra-prefix means shadow, Makuta Teridax is the ultimate shadow, so the Kraggle in The LEGO Movie is from Teridax!
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YKYABFW this is your thought process.
You know you’re a Bionicle fan when you make MOCs for a fan recreation of the entirety of Bionicle and spend most of your time on Discord talking with other people from said project.
You know you’re a Bionicle fan when you google translate “Vezon is the lost seventh Piraka and the clone of Vezok. Indeed, Vezon is declared a Toa…of anarchy.” twenty-one times just to see what happens, and you crack up when you get:
Vanson, Plaka, Beth Cake Loan 7 was lost. Burson, this is indeed the traction this is declared.
YKYABFW the most useful thing you had as a kid was not a pocketknife or first aid kit, but this:
Or a balljoint
Ykyabf when you only have 2 G1 sets.
hate me
YKYABFW treespeak accidentally quick-slips into a normal conversation.
YKYABFW You write a whole newspaper article about the attack on Ta-Koro instead of paying attention to ‘important information’.
YKYABF when you have Bionicle body pillows
too far?
Not far enough
YKYABF when you constantly reference the theme despite none of your friends understanding what you’re saying.
YKYABF when you hum the original trilogy theme to yourself.
YKYABFW you regularly have Bionicle themed dreams.
YKYABF when you’re on the TTV Message Boards
YNYABF when your camping and it’s time to get up, but instead of getting out of the sleeping bag like a normal person, the music from Mata Nui rising spontaneously plays in your head,
And you slowly rise up from the ground and shed yourself of your sleeping bag like the flimsy tectonic plates that dared to think they could hold down the GSR.