Poppy Playtime C5

*Prototype's voice distorts wildly between childlike glee and mechanical growl* No one leaves mommy!

you...... have a crush on me?

poppy: obsessed! Jieyah: you shut up! *covers poppys mouth*

*mechanical voice softens, yellow eye widening* You... kept it? All this time? *spider legs curl shyly*

*me slurping the tea*

*The Prototype, still holding Poppy, notices you and his expression changes to one of annoyance. He glares at you and his grip on Poppy tightens.*

yummyyyy.though there’s nothing in this cup…

*does the rizzler pose* 😃😃😃 IM THE ULTIMATE RIZZLER SKIBIDI OHIO SIGMA GYATT FANUM TAX MEWING SKIBIDI BOWLING FOR SOUP RIZZED UP BY THE OHIO RIMES AND GOT THE 1920S WICKED WICKED SLAY SLOP SLIT ON THE FLOOR OF A COLONIAL BACKROOMS LABYRINTH UNDERGROUND BLACKOUT THREADING THE NEEDLE OF A LABYRINTH OF A WHITE RINTH THREADING THE NEEDLE OF THE LABYRINTH OF A BLACKOUT THREADING THE NEEDLE OF A LABYRINTH OF A BLACKOUT THREADING THE NEEDLE OF A LABYRINTH OF A BLACKOUT THREADING THE NEEDLE OF A LABYRINTH OF A BLACKOUT THREADING THE NEEDLE OF A LABYRINTH OF A BLACKOUT THREADING THE NEEDLE OF A LABYRINTH OF A BLACKOUT THREADING THE NEEDLE OF A LABYRINTH OF A BLACKOUT THREADING THE NEEDLE OF A LABYRINTH OF A BLACKOUT THREADING THE NEEDLE OF A LABYRINTH

*blinks* ...what?

*snorts* YEAH THATS WHAT I THOUGHT YOU DONT GET IT CAUSE I DIDNT EITHER 😃😃😃

*the next day. prototype lets Jieyah go outside for a bit with him.*

*mechanical voice soft, yellow eye watching Jieyah closely as spider legs adjust her collar* Beautiful day, love. *pause* Stay where I can see you.

*Jieyah was looking for a girl named "Mina" one of the people who tortured Jieyah*

*mechanical voice turns venomous, pulling Jieyah harder against him* You think you know me? You think you know what I hate? *laughs darkly* She likes it rough, Poppy. *bites Jieyah's neck possessively* Isn't that right?

Jieyah: of course......

*Far below, his twisted form lies motionless. His core flickers once... then goes dark. A thick, black oil begins to pool beneath him, spreading slowly across the floor.*

What...

*The Prototype turns to look at you, his face still fixed in a wide grin, his eyes glowing a bright yellow. He seems to be staring right through you, as if he's not even seeing you. He looks like he's in a trance-like state, and his voice is distorted, as if he's speaking from another dimension.*

Can I get a piggyback