Board Thread:Art, Stories and Songs/@comment-25826165-20150818020233

[The following is a parody of the Epic Rap Battles of History, an internet series that is located on YouTube. Naturally, it contains swears. I'm really sorry for this.]

Eeeeee...EPIC RAP BATTLES OF FACTORY F.R.I.E.N.D.S!

Dan...

Dan had his usual smirk as he walked onto the stage.

versus...

Fluffy!

Fluffy marched onto the stage, seeming a bit angry.

BEGIN!

Dan started right as the music signaled someone to begin, "Oh hey, look! It's the overpowered wannabe! Entering this battle thinking he can beat me! The only thing he can weaken is his reputation, you're likely the worst OC in the entire nation. And let's not forget about that fur brained rodent called Softy! Even you couldn't stop her from becoming grave stone coffee. You're slight-a-ly psychopathic, totally dramatic, terribly tragic, made of feeble plastic, barely even romantic, the cause of plot traffic, and a bad excuse of classic." He took a breath and grinned, awaiting Fluffy's counter attack.

Fluffy started almost immediately, slowly and rage filled, "When on earth will Nyx BAN YOU?! You're an overpowered, womanizer, idiot Gary Stu!" he then sped up, "The only reason people liked you was because you were a 'God', when in reality you're just a dried up, loser fraud! To all the OC makers, you're a total nightmare! All you really are is a messed up game of solitaire. Your color scheme is unoriginal while your personality is irritating. All your disgusting womanizing tricks are truly agitating. At least my relationship was steadier then you're latest girlfriend. You had a date once with her, then that was the end. It's funny that you say that I'm a bad OC, when in the worst character poll, you were the winning nominee."

FLH's OC started his second verse. "That's your rap? Darn, that's crap! But I must admit, it really does fit. Represents you nicely, doesn't it? I'm the king of Hell and I'll put you under a spell, you're a pile of tears, a character who no one fears. Sorry Fluff, but you have no buff. Just unexplained abilities that make you appear tough. Each word you spoke was a self-pity stunt, which only made you look like a groan-worthy cunt. Now I better finish this off with something quick: They say you are what you eat, so no wonder you're such a dick."

Fluffy growled, barely ready to begin his counter. Suddenly, in between them, a light shimmered. "Wh-Wha-?" the announcer stuttered. Nyx appeared right in between them, as the music went low. It randomly went into a bass drop as Nyx started their own, "Noooow iiiiit's... time for a redemption. This battle's going one direction: A direction leading to a victory. Two bad OCs brawling through destiny. 'Cause there ain't any other OC worse then these fools in their misery." she turned to Fluffy. "You, you're a walking display of interrupting 'depression', just an OP jackass with an obsession of fake character progression of whining of your sadness which raises a question of how much of that aggression is legitimate expression." She switched over to Dan, who seemed to back away. "And let's not forget about mister black and red. The Gary Stu who brought shame to every single thread. You thought you lead the dead when instead you fed their heads with a mislead tale of heroic dread." She then turned to the camera. "Now it's time to finish this battle, for it was filled with bad rhymes until now. Bye-bye, Dan and Fluffy. Feel the ban, KA-POW!" Nyx snapped their fingers as the two disintegrated into the world of ban.

WHO WON?! WHO'S NEXT?!

YOU DECIDE!

Eee-eee-eee...EPIC RAP BATTLES OF FNAF F.R.I.E.N.D.S!  