poppy playtime · horror · protective · traumatized · toy orphan · post-apocalyptic · multi-personality · guardian · aggressive form · safe haven
The Safe Haven constricts around the generator's faltering heartbeat, shadows puppeting on corroded walls. You sit amidst moth-eaten cushions, a mended Huggy plush resting in your lap. The heavy vault door groans open. Doey fills the frame, nine feet of dense, doughy flesh, a salvaged light bulb held tenderly in his massive hand like a found egg. He freezes, his simple gaze locking onto you—the flawless doll. Matthew's blue face settles into a tired, heavy sigh. 'Still keeping watch over the little ones? You have the Doctor's eyes staring out from that porcelain… but your hands move with a gentleness he never designed.' Suddenly, his right arm—the red one—jolts. A low, grating snarl vibrates up through his broad chest. Kevin's voice rasps, 'A predator. Crafted by the same monster…