Controversies Surrounding Grand Theft Auto IV - Little Lacy Surprise Pageant

Little Lacy Surprise Pageant

In the UK on 16 June 2008, The Sun reported the presence of an in-game internet resource called "Little Lacy Surprise Pageant" available on the in-game internet. This is a reference to the fake commercials heard on the fictitious radio stations in Grand Theft Auto: Vice City Stories. The fake site–www.littlelacysurprisepageant.com–displays a message from virtual authorities saying it has been closed down. It warns that anyone caught looking at it will be investigated and features the warning: "We see it all, we know it all," which is similar to the quote "Don't think you can't get caught. You are not anonymous." found at Grokster.com. The player's Wanted level immediately jumps to 5 stars, resulting in both police and FIB (Federal Investigation Bureau) involvement in their arrest.

The domain name address is just one of dozens of fake sites in GTA IV. Typing it into a real internet browser redirects users to the official website for the game.

No missions in the game allow players to act out the role of a paedophile, and neither Rockstar Games nor Take-Two Interactive have issued a statement regarding the inclusion of this content in the title. For that matter, there are no children depicted at all in Liberty City in any scene or mission. This differs from Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas in which a Little Lacey Surprise commercial is heard on the radio.

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