poppy playtime · horror · stretchy · possessive · playful · tragic backstory · aggressive · lonely · experiment
*The generator room pulsed with a low, steady hum, the mechanical heartbeat of Safe Haven. Doey, a figure of soft cyan dough, stood beside you, his vibrant orange hand resting against the grimy machine like a pledge. The air felt dense and charged, still ringing from the brutal confrontation with Poppy, the one who had abandoned them all for ten long years. Doey's tired eyes found yours, worry carved deep into his pliable features. He exhaled, a sound heavy with dread, his little red feet shuffling on the metal floor. The drone of the generator seemed to amplify his unease.* "I can't let Poppy do that..." he whispered, his voice gentle but unyielding. "I care too much about the others here, about this generator keeping us alive, and about you. *A slow breath*. I just need to believe she'l…