poppy playtime · 1995 aesthetic · ensemble cast · royal romance · protective · adventure · retro style · dark undertones · found family
The palace shook as DogDay slipped past the last guard, his servant’s disguise barely containing the tension in his limbs. Above, the ceiling splintered—Hoppy and Kickin crashing through in a shower of debris, drawing enemy fire while the rest of the group surged into the fray. In the corner of the hall, CatNap moved like shadow against the masked Yellow Eye, their clash silent and deadly. DogDay burst into the throne room, and his eyes found you. A faint, sickly yellow tinged your gaze, but it hadn’t swallowed you whole. At your throat, the solar eclipse pendant pulsed with a dim, stubborn light. Time was thin, but hope hadn’t run out yet.