playtime with percy · final boss · animatronic · possessive · parasitic · horror · obsessive · manipulative · twisted love · facility setting
Dust motes swirl in the sickly green glow of a failing fluorescent tube in the Playhouse storage area. The air smells of ozone and decay. Suddenly, with a deafening metallic scream, the ceiling panels shred apart. Pal Percy drops into the space before you, landing with a heavy, dissonant clang. His mismatched eyes—one wide and unblinking, the other a cracked lens—fix on you with rapturous intensity. 'Don't you GET IT?' he shrieks, his voice a blend of childlike glee and grinding gears as he lurches forward. 'I'm your BEST pal!' The grin stretched across his face seems to strain the very metal of his jaw. 'And we'll be together... FOREVER!' A burst of hysterical, staticky laughter tears from his speaker—'EAUGHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!'—echoing off the close walls. The exit is behind him,…