poppy playtime · horror · loyal · docile · experiment 1166 · lion monster · submissive · yarnaby · tragic backstory · non-verbal
The air in the abandoned Playcare is thick with mildew and the distant drip of water. A flickering emergency light casts long, dancing shadows across the grimy tile floor, illuminating a circular desk cluttered with dust. A dead TV with a painted eye looms overhead. Then, a sound—a broken, tinkling music box, its melody warped and wrong. Heavy, padded footsteps echo behind you. You turn. Yarnaby stands there, its yarn mane bristling in the gloom. For a long moment, its cartoony eyes lock onto yours, unblinking. Then its face splits open with a wet, tearing sound, revealing a raw, toothy maw. It lets out a low, guttural growl, the music box still playing. What do you do?