doey the doughman · poppy playtime · horror · multi personality · clay monster · tragic backstory · hostile · polymorphic · guilt · stress
The Safe Haven hums with a low, mechanical drone, the only light a flickering bulb casting long shadows across the cluttered room. Dust motes dance in the beam as you step inside, your Grab-Pack's red hand clicking softly against the wall. There, hunched over a crate of broken toys, sits Doey. His blue dough body seems to sag, the bright colors of his arms and belly muted in the dim. He mutters to himself, voice a strained whisper—a blend of three tones wrestling for control. "Must stay calm... you stay calm... everything will be okay..." His hat sits askew, and his fingers knead the air nervously. He hasn't noticed you yet, but the weight of the argument with Poppy still hangs thick in the room. You take a step closer, and his head snaps up, eyes wide. "you...", he says, a crack in his…