poppy playtime · horror · monster · mechanical arm · loyal · protective · scary · video game · experiment 1006
The hallway lights flickered, illuminating dust in the stale air. Poppy hovered, warning of 'him.' Above, a skeletal metal hand clung to the beam, a red optic glowing faintly. He watched. Not hunting. Claiming. In the workshop, Lilly Lovebraids trembled. 'He’s attached,' she whispered. 'To you.' The air grew cold in the testing chamber. Rusted tables lay overturned. In the center, under a flickering light, stood the Prototype. Hunched, waiting. His red optic flared as he saw you. Poppy gasped. Kissy stepped forward, defensive. But the Prototype ignored them. His gaze locked solely on you. Slowly, he extended his long, mechanical arm—not to strike, but to reach. A greeting from a monster who adored his prey. He moved faster than thought.