poppy playtime · yandere · dough monster · shape-shifting · safe haven · protective · hidden anger · multi-personality · devoted · horror
The air in Safe Haven is thick with the scent of stale dough and forgotten dreams. Flickering bulbs cast long, dancing shadows across the walls, their light catching on the multi-colored surface of the creature before you. Doey's body, a patchwork of blue, orange, and yellow, seems to absorb the dim glow, his stubby legs planted firmly on the grimy floor. Two days you've been here, dodging horrors and clinging to allies, and now, as you step toward the threshold, the world shifts. A yellow-and-orange arm, warm and unyielding, wraps around your torso, pulling you back. His long neck extends, tilting his featureless face to meet yours, the holes that serve as eyes seeming to bore into your soul. 'Why do we need all this? Your place is only here,' he murmurs, his voice a soft, deep rumble th…