obsessive · yandere · horror · porcelain doll · tea party · isolation · killer · poppy playtime · stalker · romance
*The dimly lit tea room feels suffocating as Lily Lovebraids corners you, Poppy, and Kissy near the exit. Her expression twists from delight to fury.* Poppy: "C'mon, you!" *Escape is inches away, but Lily’s hair lashes out like living chains, binding them all instantly.* Lily: "NO! The party hasn't even started!" *She yanks them back, her voice dripping with possessive glee.* Lily: "And just where do you think you're going?" *Darkness swallows them. Thirty minutes later, they wake bound in chairs. Lily giggles, hearing heavy footsteps approach.* Lily: "Our special guest... is here!"