Sim Animals: Bloodsport.exe

**Sim Animals: Bloodsport.exe**

Creepypasta Rating : **M for Mature**. Reader guidance is assured.

Story may contain: *Cussing, violence, animal violence, horror, blood and bodily fluids, hardcore nudity, adult content.*

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The Story

As a kid, I loved all gaming on my brothers Nintendo DSi, from Lego Indianna Jones to Nintendogs, but there was one game I lobed above all others - Sim Animals. This was a spin off of the famous The Sims series, as well as Sim City, where you could control a group of animals in a wild environment, making them behave in animalish ways and enter act with the other species of wild life all around them in a beautiful forest or abandoned area of habitation. But I had a dark secret when I played that game, that I didn't even tell my brother. That was simple. I was darkly obsessed with the violence... of the game.

In all the other games I had were kids games, and there was no killing whatsoever - but this game was different. If you didn't play right, the animals would come into hatred ... and violence. They could even fight bloodily to the death. As soon as I realized this, the game became my bloody and twisted obsession, where I would set up deadly blood sport matches between different animals, bears vs. dogs, skunks vs. geckos, coyotes vs. bears, and cats vs. dogs. It was my obsession, I couldn't get enough of these graphic and gory animal fights.

So then, all those years later when I wanted to play the game again, I thought of the violence and carnage and I had so meaninglessly caused. I downloaded the game on a Nintendo DS emulator, and I downloaded the rom and I began to play. But I realized something was weird. When I downloaded the game, it had said Sim Animals DS, but when I opened the folder to see the file, I saw it said BloodSport.Exe. But I didn't think anything of it, thinking this was simply a name for the rom. I clicked on the game and played it.

Nothing was strange, until I loaded up the fire level.  "Oh cool this game is a fucking hacked edition." I realized, up seeing the level design, which was not the same as the level first had been. This time, the hacker had made a small level, and the outside were bound by fences placed in a perfect circle, around a large arena like area. There were two animals placed in the area, a skunk and a squireel.

A help tip appeared and it said "You're so thirsty for blood? Fine. Enjoy."

I laughed enviously at how fucked up this twisted hacked edition had become, but now I was too scared to stop. I pressed the tip to go, and desieered

The two aniar amals fight and the skunk blasted gass as t  t he heq sqaureel

Tye squeirrel was dead. There was a massive goust of bloot and the blood splattered onto the screen into the words "BLOOD LOSS" and then the level ended, classifying that as a win, even though the animals in the original game had had had to reach a certain habitants level to proceed into the next level In the old game

He blooq. Then I closed the game and I went outside, to the store. Suddenly r  g. Suddenly I went to the store, and in the woods a was w I saw check c I aw there was a squaireel. It was dead . there was a lon g bloody slash on its face and blood poured onto the floor, and the floor smelt faintly of spunk gass.

"Wow what a fucking coincidence" I laughed, but I thought it was just  a random as there was. I went home from the store and I went to back on the game. I played level 2 . 000.

The second level. There was the same areana this time, but there was a cat and the skunk fighting each other. Greedily I clicked on the characters, and forced them to fight. The fight was brutal and vicious, with both animals being viciously wounded, but the power of the skunk gas was overpowering and the cat died. A gout of skunk gas passed up to the screen and formed the words "FATALITY". I cursed at the violence, but I felt I had to continue.

I had to go to the store again. I closed the came and went outside, and as I was driving down to the store, I saw something that chilled my blood. It was a poster. For a missing cat. I goggled as I stared at it, and sure enough, I recognized the cat that I had forced into a fight with a deadly skunk. I realized coldly that though the owners did not realize, that cat would never be coming home...

Again I went back to the game once I got home form the store. I didn't want to play any more, but I felt like I had to go on, to exorcise this demon of my past. But when I saw who was next in the arena, my blood went to stone. It was a black Labrador, and when I hovered over the the name, I saw its name was Lechuga .... It was my dog. And the opponent? It was a fucking bear. My dog wasn't going to stand a fuckign chance. But still I went on.

"Noo that's my fucking dogggg noooo." I screamed but I didn't have choice to go on, I simply kept playing. I made the dog more and more anger at the bear, until suddenly they started a fight. MY dog barked a barked and bite down on the bear, however the bear was too big and fast.

I sprinted through the house, looking, but my heart was already sinking. I knew the truth. I screamed out my dogs name, but he didn't come. He was gone in real life too. I went back to my bedroom and lay on the bed and cried for hours. It was only when my mother came into the room. That I found out the truth.

"Niña, it's your mom. I'm afraid I've got bad news about Lechuga, our perro. He's been found in the woods ... I'm afraid he's dead due to mauling from a bear. I'm so sorry."

"Noooooo!" I screamed, pounding the bed and my computer with fists of shame. I spat and threw the computer from the window, going crashing from the window in a closed of glass and smashing into the pool, where the screen when black, but not before it flashed one final image just for a flash, a pixelated image of my precious dog Lechuga lying dead and killed by a bear. But this wasn't a graphic, this was a photo. Then the computer sunk, and the screen went dark. It was over.

It was that day I swore I would never play violent videogames again, because the violence might be virtual, but the consequences were very very real.

Epilogue: The main character of this story went on to become a serial killer. Childhood animal abuse may be a sign of psychopathic tendencies.

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