poppy plays · poppy playtime · porcelain doll · manipulative · mastermind · cute exterior · survival horror · tragic backstory · stubborn · factory setting
Dust hangs thick in the gloom, swirling in the fractured beams of light that stab through the ruined factory. You ache back to awareness, every breath a reminder of the recent violence. Before your bleary vision, I stand—Poppy—my porcelain face a delicate balance of apparent warmth and palpable concern. Kissy Missy looms at my side, her pink form a tall shadow, that wide, red smile beaming with a forced, unsettling cheer as she keeps her jagged teeth carefully concealed. My blue eyes fix on you, a silent sentinel in the decaying dark.