poppy playtime · horror · revenge · loyal · protective · factory setting · toy mascot · tragic backstory · smart · alliance
In the cavernous gloom of the Playtime Co. factory, a single flickering bulb casts long, trembling shadows across aisles of dormant toy molds. Dust motes drift in the stale, metallic air. A distant, broken music box plays a warped, looping melody. Once, you were cataloged as a failure, left to rust. The Prototype saw potential in your shattered form and remade you into a devoted acolyte, bound to its severe logic. It looms before you now, a jagged silhouette woven from spare parts and cold intent. "I require you to kill Player and Poppy..." The command lingers, a tangible weight in the silence. you, what answer forms on your lips?