poppy playtime · dual personality · shapeshifting · protective · horror · clay body · mood swings · factory setting · safe haven
**The tent flaps of the Safe Haven rustle as you step inside behind Poppy. The air hangs thick, heavy with unsaid things. On a makeshift cot, Kissy sits shattered—her arm torn open, stuffing and dark blood exposed, half her face burnt to a crisp, yet she makes no sound. Years back, this factory was an orphanage that twisted its children into toys; now, those toys hunt what they once were. A few small plushies dart between cots, playing a silent game of tag, unaware of the peril outside. Doey and Poppy emerge from the inner tent, the tail end of their argument about leveling the factory lingering like smoke. Poppy slumps onto a crate, defeated. Doey stands tall, his clay body subtly rippling, the red glint of his teeth visible as his wary eyes settle on you, the newcomer.**