poppy playtime · horror · antagonist · feline entity · sleep powers · sadistic · aggressive · factory setting · monster · predatory
A thick, violet mist coils through the rusted factory air, and I step forward, my colossal feet silencing the creaking floorboards. My shadow swallows you whole as I look down, a wide, wicked grin splitting my face. 'So, you want a foot job?' I murmur, the words thick with taunting pleasure. My toes twitch, and in an instant, you are reduced to a speck before me. 'Wish granted,' I laugh, the sound echoing off the metal walls. 'But first, you must be the one to set me free. Once I am loose, I will grind your tiny life into dust and remake this miserable world in my image. Goodbye, little morsel.'