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  1. My theory on how the evil hat that Hatty where's by me. So the cat guards are aliens they looked like brown furry aliens but didn't look like a cat yet until they went to earth on there ufo's and picked up some rocks what they didn't know was the rocks were cursed and then they took cloth and a belt. They found a person- they chopped him up then burnt him to ash they the made a hat with the items they found the cloth, cursed rocks, belt and the ash of a person. Then a alien found a stick and a cat he put on the hat and then hit the cat with the stick then the alien shot into the air and shot lightning at him and all the aliens, which turned the aliens into cats with tuxedos weapons and hats. But the one that was wearing the hat turned into furbottom then the hat passed on an every time one master died they burned them and there souls then compressed the ash into the hat now remember the hat had souls of the dead and cursed rocks compressed in it then it completely killed his new owner it made him always be crying he never moved and his eyes were always open no one was sure if he died so they kept him then thing happened they escaped (the prisoners with Hatty) into there boat and left and you probably know the ending of the game.
  2. So after I finished my big window project I wanted to do some small charms with glass I had left over for fun. One of the charms I ended up making is in tribute to Hatty Hattington. About 7.5 hours of work overall. Enjoy! I think it turned out pretty good!
  3. My theory on how the evil hat that Hatty where's by me. So the cat guards are aliens they looked like brown furry aliens but didn't look like a cat yet until they went to earth on there ufo's and picked up some rocks what they didn't know was the rocks were cursed and then they took cloth and a belt. They found a person- they chopped him up then burnt him to ash they the made a hat with the items they found the cloth, cursed rocks, belt and the ash of a person. Then a alien found a stick and a cat he put on the hat and then hit the cat with the stick then the alien shot into the air and shot lightning at him and all the aliens, which turned the aliens into cats with tuxedos weapons and hats. But the one that was wearing the hat turned into furbottom then the hat passed on an every time one master died they burned them and there souls then compressed the ash into the hat now remember the hat had souls of the dead and cursed rocks compressed in it then it completely killed his new owner it made him always be crying he never moved and his eyes were always open no one was sure if he died so they kept him then thing happened they escaped (the prisoners with Hatty) into there boat and left and you probably know the ending of the game.
  4. Hello Behemoth community! I have made a goal since New Years to write a story based on BBT (and I finally started)! I wasn't sure if this fit under fan art :3 But I will make posts with two chapters at a time. There will also be six or more chapters, so I will keep everyone updated! I will just make posts each time I post two new parts of the story. So with a happiness, here is my first two chapters! (Please comment for suggestions and stuff!) Battleblock Theater A tale of friendships, trials, and gems… By Hatty117 Chapter 1: At the Place in Which I Wish I am Not Everything had gone so well for the past few days, and not a single thing went wrong. But, everyone had not fathomed the storm that was bubbling and gurgling up ahead. Hatty Hattington, a man that was never upset, who never said no to giving away his ice cream, and most importantly, would never betray a friend, sat on a chair in the bright sunlight, letting it absorb into his pale white skin. The skies seemed to be slowly growing darker as the S.S. Friendship trecked on further into the endless sea. Hatty, after fallng alseep for a bit on the ride, woke up upon hearing the sound of lightning crack the dark blue abyss. Startled and a little scared, Hatty said quickly; “W-what’s going on my dear friends? I heard lightning, and the quick following thunder afterwards.” The array of friends on the ship also looked to be in quite a scared state, so as well as he could, Hatty reached over and gave everyone a hug. Hatty could tell the felt more calm after that. “Trust me, nothing is going to-“ Hatty was stopped in mid-sentence, the lightning cracking inches away from their boat. All of the lovely and peaceful friends were now starting to feel a tightness in their throats, and a swelling of tears in their eyes. Hatty, although just as scared as everyone else, mustered up the courage to smile at some of the youngest passengers. “Everything will be fine. I-“ Suddenly a wave bigger than their boat came crashing down on the surface of the S.S. Friendship, shaking the ship, and almost pulling all of the passengers off the ship. Hatty did a head count, and made sure that everyone was there. “ Thank goodness you are all here! I don’t know what I would do if I even lost one of you!” The skies seemed to be clearing, but a few people, and mostly Hatty, were still jumping out of their pants to get away from the storm. “Full speed ahead!” Hatty yelled, gesturing his hand to move. The S.S. Friendship creaked as the gears began to move faster than their usual pace, and Hatty sighed a beautiful sigh of relief. No one is gone. Nothing bad will happen. Its just a bit a stormy day… Thought Hatty to himself, making sure not to talk aloud in attempts to not scare the passengers and friends any more than they are. Then, as many stories have foretold, the eye of the storm can be very misleading. The lighting came rushing back, the seas with their awful salt, and a gigantic whale all came at once, confusing and terrifying the many friends on board. Suddenly the waves splashed harshly against the side of the boat, shaking it, and sending friends and passengers alike into the black hole that was the sea. Hatty yelped and reached a hand out, holding onto as many friends as possible as the ship rocked to and fro. Hatty gathered all of his strength and squeeze who he had with him in a tight hug, and didn’t let go, his throat tight from anxiety. Hatty, only for a split second looked up at the sea, and noticed they were going full speed at an island, and the S.S. Friendship would surely crash. “Hold on!!” Yelled Hatty in the kindest way he could yell, keeping a tight grip on the few friends he had left. The moment the ship crashed seemed to go to fast to understand, but so slow like a dream. The tip of the S.S Friendship crumpled under the weight and velocity of the ship’s forward motion, then the sides cracked, wood and metal shattering and flinging itself into the air, and all the friends that Hatty had been holding so dearly flew from his grasp, and slammed into the island. It was like flying, but hitting the deep brown, damp sand was not escapable. Hatty’s eyes closed shut as he prepared for the landing, and not even a count of three could have made this landing hurt less. Hatty slammed into the rocky, sandy beach, and felt everything swirl and glide across his vision. He had just enough energy to look at his left, in which an entrance was. Unbelievable large, beady-eyed cats came stomping over with ropes, and Hatty’s vision soon failed him. Everything was dark… Chapter 2: In Need Hatty’s eyes felt like they had sand-bags attached to them, so opening his eyes was quite the workout. He soon realized that he was not on the sandy beach, and in fact, not alone at this very moment. He felt numb from the impact on the hit coming off of the S.S. Friendship, that was no longer a ship at all, but a pile of wood to burn a fire with. Hatty saw two pairs of beady eyes, black as the night sky, staring at him in which he guessed was in waiting. Finally, Hatty groaned, and the abnormal cats jumped a little, and took out a hat. This hat, this hat they held in front of him, seemed to be glowing a deep red, and it illuminated some negative vibes. “…Hurry! Put hat on little person!” Said the first of the two huge cats. Hatty, finally coming to his senses knew that this hat was not a good thing to be wearing for any reason what so ever. But, as he began to squirm and wriggle against the other cats grasp, the tightness around him became tighter. Hatty yelped and cried, hoping someone would save him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a little man with horns and a little beard starting at the tip of the chin, blocked by bars to where he could be to save Hatty. The hat was lowered down onto Hatty’s head, and it seemed to be a perfect fit. Then, the orange, evil, cat let go of Hatty and tears became a constant stream down his face. The red aura around the hat had enclosed his entire body, and he started to float in the air. The young friend who Hatty had seen in his last few moments before doom broke loose, hid behind a giant water well, in hopes that the cats, and the now crying Hatty, would not find him. But, as soon as he hid, and stepped on a creaking floor board. The heads of the two enormous cats and the floating Hatty turned in his general direction, and spotted him shivering in the corner near the water well. The cats both stomped over, and yanked this poor fellow by his arms, and carried him over to a place unknown, deep into the chilling air. Finally they arrived at what looked like a fancy brig, made for fancy prisoners. The cats unlocked the door, and threw the poor, confused, little man into the cell. He landed hard on his back, and he thought that surviving a ship crash was enough pain at the moment. He gazed around the room, and noticed a bed. The bed looked filthy, and dusty, but he crawled over to it anyways, and tucked himself, starting to sob a bit. What will happen to Hatty? Will we ever get out of here? What trials lay before us?? Thought the new Prisoner, finally starting to lull off to sleep. To be continued... ((P.S. I tend to make my stories a little sad by accident... I hope this story isn't to sad ;m; ))
  5. Hatty's Death Some people have been saying that Hatty died because he didn't move and stuff. There are also reasons that prove otherwise; - When they threw him out, he was sinking. Dead bodies float, and live bodies sink; so he was still pretty much alive. - When "Buckle your pants" started, the narrator was talking about how Hatty was a vegetable, and was blabbering on about a potato. This could refer to the fact that Hatty is in a vegetative state where he is pretty much a tomato, but still alive. When you're in a vegetative state, you have no feeling. This could be why Hatty didn't care if his friends were respawning and drowning in a pool of 4-feet water. - If the narrator's prediction that the hat is haunted by its previous owners is correct, then the previous owners would've controlled Hatty, possibly to a state where Hatty has no control of his body. Alien Hominid When Hatty's hat shot a giant laser up, in one scene the Alien from Alien Hominid got blown out of his ship. This could result in the beginning of Alien Homind BUT: In the intro of the game the alien was still in his ship and was messing with the controls then crashed while in BBT he flew out of the ship.
  6. trickster2599

    Hatty?

    1 of the recent blog post talks about getting Hatty if you get something on minecraft. Or is it just a skin of hatty for minecraft?