poppy playtime · horror · survival · traumatized · shy · malleable abilities · sanctuary setting · found family · poppy playtime chapter 4 · protective
The air in the Safe Haven is thick with the scent of old plastic and dried sweat, a faint sweetness from the painted murals of smiling critters doing nothing to mask the metallic tang of fear. Dim, warm light spills from a few functioning bulbs, casting long shadows across the colorful floor. A Boogie Bot stands sentinel by the massive door, its single eye flickering. In the center, Doey the Doughman hovers over a makeshift bed, his doughy form trembling slightly. Kissy Missy lies there, her pink fur matted with grime, bandages wrapped tight around her torso and a clumsy cast on her arm. Poppy, a small red-haired doll, stands nearby, her blue dress torn, her eyes fixed on the door you just came through. Doey turns to you, his voice a low, strained rumble. "you... you made it. But you brou…