#boombox brawl of the objects

[moondustjarry]

Boombox!!!

[chaos64sprinkles]

Boombox In Art Pixel Animation! (Piskel)

Sprinkles: Bark! Bark! (I chose Boombox from Brawl of The Objects because he's my favorite, he's like the Spongy of life, he seems to be a different object than the others until Big Orange Chicken arrives to keep him company due to the same size they are, he he has a good friendship with party hat and shield, during his elimination he managed to escape from being frozen in a normal-sized tube, but later he was imprisoned in a larger tube, I laughed a lot when he bumped into the pear when it was in his life limit and I also loved it when he took out a penguin to fight as if it were a Pokemon and that's it, I hope that one day Boombox can return to compete again!)

[wormscience]

[inanimationinsanitation]

finished watching boto, this is my current mood

[kitstenk]

[pencilholderarts]

New vs Old

[vic-the-crayon]

My Thoughts on Brawl Of The Objects:

Pinecone is objectively the funniest character.

I don't have much to say or add for the lore reveled and expanded upon in the last two episodes but I liked it very much! :)

I really want a prequel involving the medieval era of BOTO.

The 10 years of BOTO video was SO beautifully animated!! I loved how expressive Boombox was!

I headcannon Big Orange Chicken as a living stuffed animal.

BOTO's eliminated contestants location is my favorite out of all the object shows. I watched BOTO during my first round in the osc back in 2014-2016 and the medieval dreamscape was the only thing I remembered about the show before rewatching it. (aside from Pizza talking about how he was eliminated solely because of how hard he bombed during the talent show lol.)

Was a little disappointed by the random twist that Baguette was able to speak English the entire time.

I liked that in Episode 8, that the copycat contestant from Battle Of The Objects aren't just carbon copy of the main character in terms of characterization. Like some of the characters had advantages or disadvantages over the other. For example:

Present was revealed to be a robot so Party Hat got tired before them (which was foreshadowed by them saying that they were made to dance when Party Hat said he was born to dance.)

French Fry's mentioned that French was his second language, unlike Baguette. (which I think is perfect for a food that wasn't created in France but people think was created in France.)

Straw being only a little less bad at running than Slurpy since they have legs and Slurpy doesn't.

Frankfurter being much more experienced knitter than Hot Dog.

Badgey not being able to deflect projectiles as well as Shieldy.

I liked that in episode 11, Hot Dog's not being fazed by the frozen Rook in the freezer was foreshadowing disguised as a "character being oblivious" joke.

This is small but I like that Chocolatey's is one of those characters where she just one being made of a bunch of smaller beings.

GARETH!!

[z34l0t]

"What happens when the dark, pathetic lives of two losers are swallowed by pop culture and morphed into an exercise in art, irony, and merchandising?"

[...]

"Peter J. Haskett has indeed become a pop-culture artifact. But that's the extent of Rosenthal's metaphor. The object of today's search is no fiction. Haskett's life has been appropriated, edited, turned into absurdist theater, packaged, and sold over and over again. But he is very real, a fact Rosenthal and I will learn when we finally track him down in a lonely Tenderloin hotel room."

"There, bathed in the aroma of booze, coagulated cooking grease, and GPC menthol cigarettes, the movie producer will finally meet the 67-year-old former advertising executive and convince him to sign over the rights to his life story for an undisclosed amount of money. Rosenthal will also confront for the first time the imponderable sorrow of the life he's purchased and the story he's committed himself to tell."

[...]

"By the time we found our front-row seats, Raymond and Peter were already on the verge of underground fame. Their role as the Abbott and Costello of boozing had already been fixed in 1987 when two twentysomethings, Eddie Lee Sausage and Mitchell D., moved in next door. (Eddie Lee and Mitchell asked to be identified by their long-standing pseudonyms.)"

"Two recent college graduates from the University of Wisconsin, Eddie Lee and Mitchell took the first apartment they saw when they moved out to San Francisco. Only after they signed the lease did the landlady mention the "loud neighbors.""

"Soon Eddie, whose paper-thin bedroom wall abutted Raymond and Peter's living room, was being roused from slumber by brawls next door. Eddie Lee says he went by one evening to ask for some peace and quiet and Ray threatened to kill him."

"I was a killer before you were born, and I'll be a killer after you die, Eddie Lee recalls Raymond saying."

"This encounter, coupled with the skull Raymond and Peter kept in their window, frightened him, Eddie Lee says. To amass evidence of threats, Eddie Lee and Mitchell say they began taping the fights next door with a crude boombox. They went as far as to dangle a microphone into Raymond and Peter's window."

"By 1989, when they left the apartment, Eddie Lee and Mitchell had become completely obsessed with Raymond and Peter."

[mixtapefan16]

Brawl of the plushies.

[koopaspiderofdarkness]

I miss Boto and I miss my boi.

[object-pride-headcanons-blog]

Boombox is Questioning his sexuality and homoromantic!

[vinnival]

Ooh, I just remembered that today is the 19th anniversary of Hank's first massacre and therefore Madness Combat itself. Since the idea of the halo-wristband reader has become a sort of mini-series now, I'm requesting another short story that's sort of prequel that takes place during Madness Combat 1 where the reader decides to help Hank get the boombox and shows how they first got the halo wristband (dropped by Jebus probably)

AHHH 19 YEARS!!??????!?!? when madness combat is older than you </3 i am ignoring all of my requests (ily all) and doing this in commemoration!!!!!

Genesis

(bible reference... ironic)

As much as you hoped it would be, this past week was anything but normal. Everything you knew around you started falling apart at your whim- this new supernatural object that you managed to acquire seven or eight days ago did all of it.

It all began when you were cuddling up on your lovely little couch in Arizona. You were so content, so happy, watching your comfort movie after a good week of work.

Then you had the urge to go on a walk. Something was telling you to just go out and enjoy nature. Your brain almost made it seem like you'd never see trees again.

Nevertheless, you relented. It was a nice day, so why not?

You gathered your things and exited, opting to go to the sort-of close by park.

...

You trotted along, breathing in the beautiful air and humming to yourself. After a while, you heard music. Interested, you headed towards the sound.

A party seemed to be happening! You smiled when one of the people there waved you over- they must've seen you wistfully staring at the group.

Though, through the festive mood, you can sense something was off. You tried to take your mind off of it, sitting down at a tree and drinking the complimentary drink that you gained from the one that invited you over.

You spotted another person sitting at the tree. They looked kind of lonely and sad, so you scooted closer to them.

"Hello," you mumbled over to the other person. They tilted their head in your direction- not fully looking at you.

Their hand raised to toss a wave at you.

"Don't talk much, huh?"

They shook their head.

"Could I at least get a name, please?"

"...Hank."

"Ah, hello, Hank! Cool name!" You smiled, and told him your name.

You two talked (mostly you, obviously) for a while. Alas, that feeling... it just couldn't leave you.

You were about to comment on the strange atmosphere when you realized, that song has been going on for wayyyy too long.

"Huh, this is a really long song."

Hank looked up, glancing at the one hogging the boom box. You can tell they were annoyed at the song by now... honestly? You were too.

He got up, and approached the boombox DJ, tapping on their shoulder.

And... oh fuck, all hell broke loose.

You flinched when the boombox guy pushed Hank, Hank pushed back, some punches broke out, and then a brawl followed immediately after.

You frantically hid behind the tree from everyone... why was that one person still dancing?

"Oh my god, what have I gotten myself into..." you whispered to yourself once you started hearing gunfire.

Around a minute passed.

Soon, you noticed a strange-looking man with a golden glowing... IS THAT A HALO?

Things got weirder and weirder, how was Hank surviving the onslaught of attackers? Why was that man look like an angel? Scratch that, why does he look like Jesus Christ himself?

A stupid thought popped into your head.

Maybe... maybe if I make a run for it, I'll live?

You acted on that idea.

Preparing, you bolted out from the safety of the tree. While running, you glanced behind you, and began slowing down.

Hank seemed to be in battle (using a shotgun, where did he get that?) against this mysterious halo man. That's when you noticed something fly out of his pockets when Hank landed a shot to his shoulder.

Fly out of his pockets... flying all the way over to your location.

You stopped in your tracks. It was sparkly and gold, just like the halo...

You reached out.

It's like the stars aligned perfectly, like fate designed this for you... the gold thing slid perfectly onto your arm, resting on your wrist.

You choked as the feeling of you being dunked in ice-cold water washed over you.

Through your blurry senses, you can hear the yell of surprise from someone else. All you could see were very blurry blobs slowly making their way towards you. They were a sickly green color.

You came to just before the zombies attacked you.

Dodging just in the nick of time, you stumbled.

How were you supposed to fight? You've never trained for or engaged in combat before!

The perception of reality you once had was actively being shattered.

Zombies?

A man with a halo, who seems to have literal godlike abilities?

Hank SURVIVING said godlike abilities?!

"This is literal fucking madness," you breathed.

Your head whipped over to more zombies, about to dive at you.

Deciding to shield yourself with only your arms, you accepted your inevitable early death. If only you had an actual shiel-

Your thoughts were interrupted by your nerves rushing once again, this time with less cold liquid.

When the attacks never landed, you looked again to see a dome-like shield protecting you. The zombies were banging on the thing, trying to break it.

For only a couple seconds, you were confused. Then, your mind clicked together, looking down at the new halo-like bracelet. It shone with an ethereal light, the same color as the shield.

Holy fuck, I have superpowers.

You watched as Hank finally shooed off that mysterious man. You briefly wondered why the man didn't come after you for the thing that he's lost, but didn't dwell on it.

Hank rushed over and killed the last few zombies attacking your safety bubble, and nodded to you when you finally diminished the shield- you were also gawking at your newfound abilities- and got up.

"Tha... thank you, Hank..."

"Mmm," was all he said.

You looked down at the bracelet again.

"This... this fell out of that guys' pocket..." you began.

And, well... the rest was history.

And so on this day our hero had slain thirty men (thirty seven, if you count the zombies), and our other hero acquired a new powerful artifact.

They would later admit to having a good time doing it.

[mixtapefan16]

Brawl of the mii. (with team vanilla.)

[mixtapefan16]








Nightmare of the objects. it’s the creepypasta version of brawl of the objects so I just dreamed about last month. 
Zalgo Controller = Controller 
Zalgo Controlly = Controlly 
Mrs. Headpin = Scissors 
Crazyvroot = pear 
Shadow Face = pinecone 
Doombox = Boombox 
Blue Orange Chicat = Big Orange Chicken (with Blue Huge Cat) 
Blood Pop = Popsicley 
Silkey = Slurpy 
Shipyard = Boat 
Stitch bar = chocolatey 
French Eater = Baguette 
Frank Warm = Hot Dog 
Rotten Sauce = Pizza 
Zalgo Hat = Party Hat 
Lopsnail = Shelly 
Combug = Shieldy