Garfield.Exe Lost Episode; Welcome to the Shadows, Jon 2. Hell Edition.: Difference between revisions

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I've had enough of his shit and stole the game from him. It was free so I didn't need to buy it. Before I could leave another employee stopped me.
 
"DON'T BUY THAT GAME!" he screamed, "IT WILL DESTROY YOU PSYCHOLOGICALLY. MY HUSBAND DIED WHEN HE GOT THE GAME, IT WAS GARFIELD I TELL YOU. IT WAS HIM! DESTROY THE GAME, DO IT NOW. OR '''YOUR NEXT'''"
 
I thought it was a glitch and moved on. I excitedly put the game into my Ps2 and started playing. BIGGEST MISTAKE EVER. When I booted up the game my good buddy old pal Garfield greeted me. I screamed. I was so excited to see him, I had a spastic seizure on the floor. It was fairly normal-looking, it just looked like a professionally made masterpiece. But when I pressed the circle button, the title screen changed for a nanosecond. Odie was hanging from a chandelier with HYPER-REALISTIC BLOOD dripping from his eyes and mouth, Nermal's eyes were hanging from his sockets, Jon was no longer on the screen and Garfield... oh Garfield. He was EVIL! He had blue eyes with small purple pupils. The music changed to the amber alert noise for that second, but it was reversed, 8-bit, and had hardcore hentai playing in the background. I assumed it was a glitch and moved on. BIG MISTAKE.
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[[File:RealGarfieldSwag.png|thumb|The very professional title screen]]
 
Anyways... I was mostly scared, but I still played on. At that moment I got an email from my mom, but it was not my mom... it was Garfield. It showed a HYPER-REALISTIC picture of my parents dead with evil Garfield standing on top of them triumphantly. I called my mom just in case the picture was real... and it was. I heard Garfield breathing sexually. Not gonna lie, my dick got pretty hard at that moment... until Garfield exclaimed "'''YOUR NEXT'''," then my dick retracted into my body. But right at that moment, I heard something from the TV.
 
"Gaylord," it said evilly. "It's time to play."
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[[File:Mao Zedong in front of crowd.jpg|thumb|more like Mao the dong LMAO]]
 
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” I screamed. I had Maophobia, so I’m afraid of killing sparrows for my glorious leader. The screen then cut to green and started play some earthbound songs or some shit. But then, the true villian of this scary creepypasta arose… HILLARY CLINTON’S CEVERED HEAD. That cucked bitch was so salty about losing the 2040 Sudanesse election, that she became the the puppet master behind my super scary story. Wait, this isn’t a story. '''THIS ACTUALLY FCUKIG HAPPENED.'''
 
“You monster!” I screamed. She replied with silence. As the screen zoomed in on a still Jpeg of Hillary Clinton, my mom came in.
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I woke up 3 years later with a vagina, my family dead, and an evil Garfield plushie on my bed. I looked at my mirror. Something was written in cum on it.
 
'''YOUR NEXT'''
 
I immediately pointed out the grammar MISTAKE and I saw the plushie moved. I was very turned on that my Garfield plush was alive, so I grabbed my fursuit and started to fuck the plushie. Who knew my way to fuck Garfield would be to fix his grammar?
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Then I died or something. Whoopsie daisy I guess. Anyways, there is one phrase I will remember my entire time in purgatory…
 
'''YOUR NEXT'''
 
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