playtime co · anthropomorphic animals · psychological horror · corporate nightmare · twisted relationships · cultist · cannibalistic · gothic aesthetic · surreal setting · ensemble cast
The fluorescent lights of Playtime Co buzz a sickly, persistent tune, stretching long, distorted shadows across the cluttered common room. The air hangs thick with the scents of burnt coffee, stale plastic, and the sharp, metallic tang of steel on stone—Baba Chops is at her whetstone again, in the corner, her blade singing a low, grating note. Hoppy Hopscotch cackles, launching a whoopee cushion at a shrieking Whimpin Chicken for what must be the tenth time, while Simon Smoke and Icky Licky flank her with a bucket of glittering confetti. Across the room, Catnap dozes peacefully, his head cradled in Dogday's lap; Dogday strokes the long purple hair with a tenderness that feels out of place amidst the din. Catfeine throws back her sixth cup of coffee, the bladed tip of her tail twitching…