Clice Face

Cliche Face

Prologue:

I'm scared. Help me. I don't know if i should post this. Shrek may come... HE... May come... Let me tell you the story: I have a diary. And ever since i started it... This... Thing... Has followed me. He calls himself... Clice face. He's a face... I'll post a picture(if i know how to)... He's a spooky scary skeleton i suppose... Heh, a little light from my cliche life! ANYWAYS! He saw me sleep, eat and go to work (because im a civilised MAN!)... He's just so... Ugly... Just... based god help me now... I need to begin to talk aboot the durkadurrrrr spooky stuff... I KNOW IM BAD FUCK YOU TOO! EAT SHIT GET A LIFE NERD!

Story:

Part 1:

Cliche face assaulted me... He undressed me... NO! That's to private. After that he beat me up... He took all i loved away from me (yes even my balls). And hung me to the wall. "But why cliche face?" I axed. He laughed... Oh, was i dumb. He was hungry for power. The next day there were 3 cliche face's... They looked at me, bleeding from my hands and feet like jesus on the cross... "Goddamn it! If they keep this up i may die within 2 days!" i thought to myself. But that wasn't the worst part... I couldn't play EUIV or CKII! Now it meant war(haha get it? GET IT!?)! I wish i didn't wish for that... 69 hours later (i should be dead by now, but who cares it's for a bad joke!) i was let down from the cross... My... Hands... They were... Fine? My feet didn't hurt. I guess i was paralysed. Butt then came the pain.

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I't hit me and i began to shout: "HELP ME SHREK, HELP ME! OH MY GOD NOT EVEN BASED GOD CAN HELP ME NOW! IM SORRY BEN I DIDN'T MEAN TO... CLIMAX, CLIMAX... GOOSEBUMPS OMG MY SKIN IS MORE BULKY THAN THE ROCKY MOUNTAINS...". Cliche face and his children backed up slowly and jumped out of my window. I still had the pain, but let's skip that.

Part 2:

About a week later when the pain had stopped and i had told all my roblox friends what had happened i wanted to visit shrek. It's been a long time... Let's hope Ben doesn't come in the way. I drowned him, but thats another story. When i came to shreks house he looked at me... "Where have you been you sexy beast?!" he said to me. "I-i was assaulted...". Shrek looked at me... He munched on my words a little. "You what?!!!!". I munched on his words too, since we both were hungry. "Cliche face..."I said. "FUCK YOU!" Shrek said back and shut the door in my face. My heart broke...

I suppose i needed a hospital, but before i could even pull up my iphone42 my heart realized it was broken so it switched off. The next hours consisted of my heart and my brain talking about breating life into me, but their argument stopped when they realized neither of them could breathe. I was dead. Finally Shrek noticed i was dead so he threw me in the garbage.

Part 3:

"This isn't even a creepypasta nor a trollpasta", the author thought to himself.

I woke up in a room filled with garbage, being crushed. I try'd to run, but when i did the garbage kept punching me. Even though it was hard i made it and all the garbage was crushed leaving me to be alive. "Huh? Wut u gonna do bout it m8?" asked the world. Then the walls became BLOOD red and it read CLICE FACE CLICE FACE CLICE FACE all over. "Clice face?" i asked "Why are you doing this to me? My life, only a distraction from your horrors. You cut of my balls... Why don't you kill me already?". Then a figure came from above. "II-II-I'm BAAAAAA-AAACK" a robotic voice said. Oh god. It was Ben. "What the fack man, i thought i drowned you?" i shouted. "One does not simply kill Ben" Clice face said. He was watching from a window in the wall. "Ok, first of all how did you design this place?" i asked. "We know you and shrek in and out, we have studied you ancestors for a long period of time we know all your secrets. Even where Shreks garbage goes, so i designed this place 1000 years ago, just for you!" Clice face answered. "WTF bro, that's dedication!" I shouted back. "FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!" Clice face said. And we fought. (UPDATE COMING SOON)