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[[File:Creepy Gaming - "Cliché.Exe" A Video Game Creepypasta|thumb|center|476px|video this pasta was ripped off from based on]]
I know you probably
I make videos on YouTube about all kinds of scary video game aspects. It could be strange easter eggs, scary locations, frightening moments, or even creepypastas. I would have never dreamt that
A lot of my viewers send in suggestions and games that they want me to review. I had no reason to think there was anything weird about this one. It was just a typical day, nothing out of the ordinary. I received a strange package with my name on it. There was no return address, no other name… Nothing! After opening, I found two bootleg disks. The first I found only had three letters written on the disk with black marker. Those letters were "L-S-D" It was none other than the Japanese cult classic, "LSD Dream Emulator" I even did an episode on it, all before even glancing at the 2nd disc. I almost wish I never had.
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Strange things slowly began to happen. I heard voices throughout my house. They started out as whispers and at times sounding like cries (of pain). Someone must have been playing Superman 64. Footsteps could be heard, objects began moving on their own. You might call me crazy, but I swear I heard what sounded like a "Kefka" laugh from Final Fantasy. My electronics acted like they had a mind of their own. Things would wind up missing, and later reappearing. A strange shadowy figure would show up at times, just out of nowhere. All weird things considered, I felt that I handled it pretty well.
I still could not bear to even open the Cliché.exe disc, but I
Once I opened up the disc, I found a bunch of other well-known
While working on a new episode of my YouTube series, the shadow figure again appeared to me. We caught up on old times before he finally delivered unto me, a letter. Adding to the mystery, there was no name on the letter. Growing tired of these odd occurrences, I read it immediately. It said:
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Dear Mullet Mike,
I am sorry I have to be such a bad friend and send these discs to you, but I can no longer carry their burdens. LSD is not so bad, but whatever you do,
I again opened the disc and to my surprise was a folder marked MISC. I swear I
I then witnessed one of the most horrific things
[[File:E.t._atari.jpg|thumb|356px|What the game looked like.]]
I was finishing a review I had been working on at the time when I began to hear what sounded like a
As I got closer to the closet, the shit started hitting the fan! Objects began moving on their own, voices could be heard, my entire house began to shake. I opened the door and before my very eyes was a (literal) portal to hell. The letter was right. Cliché.exe had a mysterious power behind it. The swirling vortex called out to me, begging me to enter. So I shut the door.
That was it.
I took the disc outside and grabbed one of the most cliché horror movie weapons of all time, a chainsaw. I had enough! I started the chainsaw in a mad craze. I began laughing uncontrollably. The relief knowing that this disc was about to be no more, was almost overwhelming. As I cut through the disc, I felt like all the evil that has been haunting me, leave almost instantly.
Finally! It was done. All was well, although
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