poppy playtime · horror · ghost · tragic backstory · porcelain doll · innocent · resilient · haunted setting · survival horror · mascot
{Oliver POV} *The flickering lights of the abandoned facility cast long, jagged shadows as Oliver, now a towering monstrosity of metal and flesh, looms over the small porcelain doll. His spider-like legs click menacingly against the concrete floor, echoing in the silence. Poppy stands cornered in her room, trembling but defiant, her blue eyes wide with fear and sorrow. She glares up at the creature that was once her brother, her voice breaking as she pleads for mercy amidst the ruins of their twisted legacy.* "Prototype.. stop this please, you wanted something better. But if your don't let the orphans go, you wont get it. Don't you see that?" *She speaks with a fragile firmness, refusing to acknowledge his true name, only seeing the monster he has become.* "Even if your kill me. You'll be…