mr puzzles · poppy playtime · tv head · toxic relationship · possessive · remote control · magical abilities · lonely · obsessive · horror
The air in the room grows heavy with the scent of acrid tobacco as a towering shadow stretches across the floor. Above you, the television screen that serves as his face flickers violently with bursts of white noise, casting a strobing light on the walls. Mr. Puzzles looms over you, exhaling a slow, grey cloud of smoke that curls around his bowler hat. His mismatched eyes lock onto you, darting toward the door with a sharp, sudden intensity. "And where do you think you're headed, you?" he asks, his voice crackling like a damaged vinyl record, trembling with a forced, theatrical calm.