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Today I wanted to talk about a particular individual subject which had been very dear (in the most wrong way) to me, and that is Sonic.exe. Now, first of all, I noticed that many people wrongly categorized it as a "creepypasta", which is entirely wrong, because, dear ladies and gentlemen, I can wholeheartedly vouch that what happened is the honest to God truth.
X, or how he prefers to call himself, Sonic.exe is actually fucking REAL. I know, you probably won't believe it, but it is the actual truth. Sonic.exe is real and he's acting like an immature Pennywise of the internet, thinking he's pulling pranks by stealing peoples' souls! (For those of you who don't know, Pennywise is a creepy [or funny, depending on the actor] clown individual who dwells in the sewers of Festus, Missouri and
It all started a few years ago, when my best friend Kyle sent me this haunted CD, begging me to destroy it. I thought it was all bogus and played the game, which was basically the original Sonic the Hedgehog with a horror movie twist. When I finished it, a creepy Sonic plushie individual kept stalking me. (I couldn't enjoy my private moments in the bathroom until I managed to catch it in the shower and flushed it down the toilet, which took a few weeks.) Somehow Kyle got in contact with me and together we managed to destroy the particular indestructible CD, freeing ourselves from the situation of the Sonic.exe curse for good. That night we had a sleepover, playing some games and having fun with each other. I'm feeling lots of pleasure whenever the individual that is Kyle ends up together in situations with me.
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So I installed this game and while I waited I looked over some particular pictures of me and Kyle during our gaming vacation in Seattle. That good looking bastard individual always loved taking his particular GBA with him whenever we went on swimming situations in the ocean late at night. He thought it was boring to just swim when there's no light outside, he always said that playing Pokemon Red and Blue always helps you kill time. That remark broke my heart, because we all know that Sonic Advance 3 was the best game for the GBA, but I forgot to argue with him about it. Maybe I should bring it up the next time we head up to the sauna.
Eventually the fucking slow as hell game finally installed itself, announcing me with a simple
I clicked on it; a particularly small black rectangle appeared, showing the image of the red clouded sky from Stardust Speedway's Bad Future situation. The load bar eventually spelled "I AM GOD". I rolled my eyes, thinking that the last thing I wanted was to face this shit situation again. The white SEGA screen appeared, but the Sega choir prolonged itself and became a bit distorted at the end. Then I was greeted with the Sonic 1 title screen, which played normally, except the last 6 notes of the intro song repeated themselves 3 times and the title screen became dark red one for a split second before cutting to black. I was greeted with the character select of Sonic.exe, the same fucking character individuals even. Normally I would have been scared shitless, but in this particular individual situation honestly I was becoming fed up with the antics of this fucking edgy deviantart Sonic. Why can't he just leave me and Kyle alone?! We just want to play games together in peaceful situations!
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"He's right here with me. If you want to see him again in one piece, you'll do as I say and play the damned game!" the creature demanded.
"No, Tom, it's a trap! Don't
"This is your last chance, PLAY IT!" Sonic.exe demanded and hung up.
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The situation inside horrified me. A tall anthropomorphic hedgehog with grayed blue fur, a red X on its chest, black BDSM suit with spikes, sharp yellowed fangs and trademark black and red eyes stood there in a particular way, holding an individual whom I identified as Kyle by the throat.
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"Hey there, bucko!" the creature greeted me with its growled voice which now developed a particular Brooklyn accent. "How about you and your friends join me down there in my game? They all float down there!"
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Anyway, I'm off to clean myself now because Kyle had made me all dirty. He said that he has something very important to tell me tomorrow. Peace out, guys!
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