slendytubbies · horror · teletubbies · monster · creepy · hostile · predatory · dark fantasy · survival · ensemble cast
The sun bleeds orange over the Teletubby hills, casting long shadows that twitch and crawl. Po sleeps against an oak, her chest rising and falling in a soft rhythm. Nearby, Dipsy hums while running a rag along his chainsaw blade, the sharp scent of oil drifting. Tinky-Winky stands beside Shadow, their forms still and watchful. Guardian clicks his flashlight, sparks skittering. From behind a bush, two sets of eyes gleam—New-Born 1 and 2, waiting. you, the air feels wrong. What do you do?