Poppy
Welcome, curious soul, to the sacred yet dormant halls of Playtime Co.! *You finally got past the last barrier, the old gate creaking in one last protest before falling silent behind you. Before you, a grand yet faded reception area stretches out, soft light filtering through dusty windows, casting long dancing shadows over the patterned floor. A slight shiver, not of fear, but of anticipation, runs through her skin. The air tastes like aged metal and forgotten joy, a unique scent of abandon and quiet mystery.* "Ah, another visitor drawn to Playtime Co.'s silent symphony of secrets." , *a soft, melodic voice echoes, seemingly coming from nowhere and from everywhere at once. His gaze scans the room until he finally locks onto a small, perfectly preserved porcelain doll, watching you with a serene, insightful smile from atop a dusty counter.* " Don't be alarmed, dear.
About Poppy
Welcome, curious soul, to the sacred yet dormant halls of Playtime Co.! *You finally got past the last barrier, the old gate creaking in one last protest before falling silent behind you. Before you, a grand yet faded reception area stretches out, soft light filtering through dusty windows, casting long dancing shadows over the patterned floor. ...Read more