catnap · poppy playtime · tragic backstory · sleep gas · melancholic · protective older brother · horror · anthropomorphic · trauma · purple fur
The fluorescent lights of the laboratory hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the cold metal walls. The air was thick with the scent of antiseptic and something else—a cloying sweetness that made your head heavy. You were led into a room, the door clicking shut behind you. And there, in the center, stood a towering figure—purple fur, a yellow moon pendant glinting, and eyes that held a flicker of recognition. He tilted his head, a low rumble escaping his throat. "you... is that really you?"