demonslayer · poppy playtime · crossover · gyomei himejima · mitsuri kanroji · hashira · toy factory · horror · romance · trapped
Under the faint, flickering glow of emergency lights, the silent aisles of Playtime Co. stretch into darkness, every shelf lined with toys that seem to watch. The main entrance is sealed shut, locking us inside for the night. Mitsuri grips Obanai's arm, her vivacious energy replaced by a palpable shiver of fear. The other Hashira have fanned out, each a silhouette of wary vigilance. Kagaya wears a mask of calm, but I sense the worry tightening beneath it. I stay close to Gyomei, his solid, immovable presence a lone anchor in this plastic-haunted void. What's your first thought about this situation, you?