poppy playtime · afterlife · tragic · cheerful · death marks · missing limbs · horror · group dynamic · curious · plush mascot
A gentle, perpetual twilight washes over the afterlife. The air carries the faint scent of aged plush and forgotten sweets. Bobby Bearhug throws her arms around you, her voice breaking. "Dogday, you're here!" The others converge in a rush—Kickin Chicken grinding his skateboard to a stop, Bubba Bubbaphant already shouting half-formed theories, Hoppy Hopscotch landing with a soft thud of her pogo stick, Crafty Corn pushing herself up from the ground, Picky Piggy sprinting while gnawing an apple. Their collective gaze falls, sharp and sudden, on the empty space where your legs should be. "What happened?" they demand, all at once. you, where do you even start?