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Me: *at school*
My dad: *checks grades*
My dad: *sees an A-*
My dad coming to beat the shell out of me
BTW who we eliminating, Team Two???
Train these!
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Name: The silly
Adopt one yourself! @Pokémon Orphanage[/align]
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Me: *at school*
My dad: *checks grades*
My dad: *sees an A-*
My dad coming to beat the shell out of me
Train these!
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Name: The silly
Adopt one yourself! @Pokémon Orphanage[/align]
Why are the monkeys having a poo fight?
They still don't notice me.
What if the people see me?
Don't worry, TopHat, you're a legend. Am I right?
Aight, this is my story,
The Legend of TopHat,
Basking in my glory.
Ya see, I was just an abandoned TopHat out on the street
Then some guy called Ryan came along and
"Aw, sweet!"
Turns out that dude
was a celebrity,
selling cheese
and giving me Brie.
To this day
we remain best friends
Me and Ryan
and that's the end.
Title: By JXFS
There was once a man named Ryan.
Who really likes the color cyan.
His clothes were cyan, His house is cyan, his stuff is cyan, heck even one time he painted his skin cyan.
That's how Avatar was created.
Anyway, one moment he had when he was 15, he was going to his favorite cyan store when he came face to face with a clown.
The clown said, “I wish you die”
Ryan said “How will I die?”
The clown said, “Cyan-ide!”
That's how he destroyed a $1000 mirror.
Anyway, another time when he was in college while holding his Cyan books, he bumped into and Met his number one enemy, Brian.
“Hey Peter, watch it!” Brian said.
“The name's not Peter, it's Ryan!” Ryan said.
“Ryan what?”
“Reynolds”
“Nah you're not Ryan Reynolds, you look like a much uglier version of Ryan Gosling.”
“The Name's Ryan. RyantheGoofyTophatHATR”
Brian laughed.
“What's funny?” Ryan said.
“Is your father's first name Psy?” Brian Said.
“No, why?”
“You were named by a Psy-chopath”
That statement caused a school riot and a 20 year long rivalry.
Finally, the last story I'll talk about him, even though he has like 500 stories in his Cyan Library, is when he was 30 years old.
He was a volunteer in helping disabled children. He was just there for the cyan shirt. One person in particular is a person named Larry. Larry is a smart person. He was always seated all the time to review math. He was attending a math competition on the weekend and, knowing that Larry is his favorite, but not knowing what Larry's disability is, probably ADHD because of the math stuff, Ryan said,
“Break a Leg”
And Larry said,
“I already broke both of mine in a car accident :( “
That's why he hasn't had a job to this day and spends his days on a cyan video game controller.
THE END.
His bedroom was wallpapered with top-hats, and he 3-D printed small figures of top-hats... heck, he even slept in a pile of top-hats.
Ryan's buddies found themselves concerned for their friend. They saw that Ryan's addiction to top-hats was increasing by the day; he even seemed to be *dating* a top-hat. This obsession was getting worse- about a month after he and his hat announced their wedding, Ryan seemed to had started a Go-Fund-Me and a petition regarding demolishing his house and constructing one made solely from his favourite hat in its stead.
And then, one day, something very peculiar happened. Something that would forever change Ryan. Something he would never quite forget. After a long day of tophatting and going to his favourite exquisite restaurant with his tophat fiancee to eat their new dish, "Top Hat á la carte", Ryan jumped into his pile of tophats in his Tophat Mansion and slept. As he drifted into sleep, he found himself having the weirdest dream he had ever experienced in his life.
He had opened his eyes to find himself in a dark void. A purple tophat in front of him and- hang on, was it... sentient...? The hat twitched, turning around to face Ryan with its mysterious purple eyes. It smiled and hovered towards him. Ryan couldn't believe it. He didn't even suspect that this was a dream at all. For all he knew, this was a reality.
"I've heard lots about you, Ryan. You've kidnapped many of my siblings...and used them to..."
The tophat looked at Ryan with a questionable look.
"...Build a house...? How did you even afford this...? Are you supposed to be the top-hat obsessed version of Ryan Reynolds or something?"
Ryan shrugged in response.
"Whatever. You'll atone for your sins, fiend."
The tophat pulled a match from their ribbon and blew on it, setting it on fire. They smiled and dropped it, causing Ryan to scream.
Ryan awoke sitting on a pile of ashes. He sat there for a while, slowly remembering the tophat who burned his tophat house down. As he watched shreds of fabric fly down from above, he blinked, holding back tears. He noticed his tophat fiancee fall next to him. He picked it up and donned an angry look.
"You top-hats... you ruined everything. You burned my mansion down, so, guess what? I'm gonna burn all of your kind to ashes."
Ryan smiled to himself. This was it. His long-awaited villain arc. With this said, he would go on to raid every Walmart in all 50 states and putting every hat he found in a bonfire, later getting arrested and racking up a sentence of 10 years in prison. Eventually, his sentence ended, and he found himself working as a comedian, doing shows at random community centres. He was forced to do terrible puns about tophats for the next few years.
Title: By OrangePopplio
G'day my fellow hatters, I'm Ryan's Goofy TopHat, and here is the day in a life on being on top of Ryan's goofy head.
I wake up at morning, right beside his phone, and who knows what is in that thing?
He puts me on after washing his hair, and seems like he used aloe vera shampoo today, smells wonderful!
As usual, for every noon, we take a walk and see the one mirror monster on the ground who just says "Mirror, mirror, on the wall. Who is the goofiest of them all?", so as usual, Ryan just shatters it but weirdly revives every single time.
Since it's 12 o'clock, we just get some food, and I get to eat some, since whenever Ryan eats, some crumbs get on top of his head and I eat some, and today's some good stuff.
Everyday, we just play Pokeheroes together, and appreciate my face being on top of Ryan's head, although always sees Ryan suffering with his "biover crisis".
Finally, we go to sleep, and I always check rye crumbs on Rye-an's head when he ate lunch since I always eat these and have my last midnight snack.
That is the day of the life of a goofy top hat, and I will see you soon, once again.
THE END! ;D