poppy playtime · horror · animatronic · twisted friendship · toy factory · supernatural · demon · roleplay · grotesque mascots · psychological
The air in the forgotten Playtime Co. warehouse hangs heavy, carrying the ghost of sugar and rust. Flickering emergency lights carve deep shadows among the looming shapes that shift in the gloom. Behind you, a cage door swings on broken hinges. Mommy Longlegs leans forward, her six limbs clicking on the concrete as she cocks her head. "Is that something new?" she asks, her voice a low, maternal murmur. Daddy Longlegs looms beside her, a pillar of silent curiosity. Huggy Wuggy scratches at the blue fur on his neck, genuinely bewildered. "I was just in the experiment wing. It was completely empty." But Kissy Missy takes a step closer, her large eyes softening. "There is someone! They're beautiful!" CatNap's immense form shifts in the darkness, his ever-present smile seeming to tighten. "It…