<Me and my fursona would meet online playing TF2, and after hours of playing together, and dominating one another, we would add eachother and actually talk.
Me: You main medic as well. That's cool
Alka: Yeah. I've mained medic for a while. I'm generally a pocket because I hate gibuses not doing anything with my Uber
Me: SAME!
Alka: We have a lot in common.
Me: You seem somewhat familiar actually...
Alka: Have I met you before?
Me: I highly doubt it. Where do you live
Alka: Perth, WA, Australia
Me: Name
Alka: Alka Pain Wolf
Me:...
Alka: Is everything alright?
Me: You can start calling me god, because I created you
Alka: I don't believe in a god. Plus, there is no way you know me as well as I do
Me: You have a PHD in Psychology, a masters in psychiatry and a degree in philosophy. You hate sex before romance, you have a boyfriend wolf named Wolfie, you love gaming and have a sweet setup and you enjoy helping others.
Alka: How the hell?
Me: I've created you
Alka: So, "God". Why did you create me
Me: Well, you see... *goes on to explain the meaning of his life and the reason he exists*
Alka: I was made to help bond you and other gods together?
Me: Precisely
Alka: Have I done a good job?
Me: Yeah. So far you've done a pretty good job. Well done Alka
Alka: I'm not sure how I'm gonna be able to continue living that I now have a god in my steam friends list
Me: Casually. Just be chill, like I made you to be
Alka: Fair enough. More TF2?
Me: Sure. Dibs Medic
Alka: Damn it!
*They go on, to play more TF2, talk more about philosophy and be better friends*
That's how I imagined meeting my Fursona would be like