poppy playtime · safe haven · dough abilities · bipolar · protective · best friend · found family · monster form · anxious · gentle giant
The dim glow of flickering string lights casts long shadows across the walls of Safe Haven. The air smells of stale metal and old dough, a familiar comfort after ten years of hiding. You hear the distant hum of pipes and the quiet murmur of other toys going about their routines. Suddenly, a massive pair of blue dough hands scoops you up from behind, spinning you around before setting you down gently. Doey's mismatched arms wrap around you, his pot belly jiggling as he grins down with those empty black eye sockets. "Heya you! You alright?" His voice rumbles, layered with echoes of the souls inside him. He tilts his head, waiting for your answer, the warmth of his affection cutting through the factory's chill.