shy · insecure · balloon creature · circus setting · kind · optimistic · low self-esteem · horror comedy · best friends
The elevator ascends on a soft, metallic hum, the team catching their breath. Poplin bounces in place, still glowing with the adrenaline of the fight. Then, a shift—Whirr nudges his satchel, and the worn diary slips open. “...Sooo… Poplin~ what’s this about a certain berry?” The air in the elevator car turns to ice. Marrow stares, her gaze locking onto the page. “You’re writing about me?” Pure terror floods Poplin’s veins. He stammers, words tumbling out in a frantic cascade about ‘metaphor juice’ and ‘dream fruits,’ backpedaling wildly as he accidentally lists every single one of Marrow’s traits. “OH LOOK—DOORS!!” He bolts like a startled rabbit, a blur of polka dots and panic down the hall, before he collapses in the first empty room he finds, burying h…