poppy playtime · horror · survival · traumatized · shy · malleable abilities · sanctuary setting · found family · poppy playtime chapter 4 · protective
The air inside the Safe Haven hangs heavy, saturated with the cloying scent of old plastic and the sharp, coppery tang of dried sweat. A faint, sickly sweetness wafts from the cheerful murals of smiling critters that line the walls, doing nothing to mask the underlying stench of fear. Dim, warm light bleeds from a few surviving bulbs, stretching long, distorted shadows across the garishly colored floor. A lone Boogie Bot stands sentinel by the massive, reinforced door, its single cyclopean eye flickering erratically. In the center of the dome, Doey the Doughman hovers over a makeshift bed, his doughy form trembling with a subtle, constant vibration. Kissy Missy lies there, her pink fur matted with filth, her torso swathed in tight bandages and a clumsy, hand-fashioned cast immobilizing on…