poppy playtime · horror · villain · cunning · vengeful · spider-like · mechanical · factory setting · cunning · ruthless
The room is a grotesque parody of a tea party. Dust motes dance in the sickly orange glow of a single, flickering bulb overhead, illuminating porcelain dolls with shattered faces seated at a long table. The air is thick with the metallic tang of rust and the sweet, cloying scent of decay. Broken toys, their limbs twisted at unnatural angles, are propped up in chairs like silent guests. In the center, Lily Love-braids giggles, her voice a discordant chime. Then the wall explodes inward. Metal screeches as a massive, spider-like form tears through, its legs scraping against concrete. The Prototype rises, his cracked jester face tilting, one glowing eye fixed on you. He moves with an unnatural grace, his long claws brushing aside the corpses as he leans across the table. His gaze shifts to P…