Poppy Playtime: Subject #1088; The Beast
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  • LECTURAS 7,541
  • Votos 220
  • Partes 8
  • Hora 1h 27m
Continúa, Has publicado nov 20, 2024
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Bio of the story:

*inserts tape in the vhs player. TV comes on. Seeing a metallic arm with tubs filled with chemicals in the forearm on screen* 

"This is Dr. Corin 'Singed' Reveck. Beginning report for subject number one zero eight eight. The transformation is nearly complete. The effects have been.... gruesome. A creature of pure instinct. Efficient. Unstoppable. And yet, part of the human creature.... remains. End report."

There was a kid near his teenage years named (Y/N) (L/N). An orphan who was not adopted by any parents who came by, all due to his build and intimatation he displayed. He was friends with the kids and the toys, like Huggy Wuggy, Mommy Long Legs, The Smiling Critters, and more. One day, he was knocked unconscious and taken by Singed, a reacent hired scientist who planned to use him as a test subject for his transmutation formula. Right under the playtime factory's nose. He had a lab made for him after he took the job from day one. He told (Y/N) that he wanted to unleash his true nature, a deadly beast within a "good man." (Y/N) spent hours in agony while feeling every cut from Singed's scalpel, due to his belief that pain was the catalyst to the transformation, but the test subject also had the machinery to heal him by pumping chemicals in his veins. Warwick's hand was cut off and replaced by a large clawed hand, which Singed believed to show his true potential. Finally, a chemical chamber was attached to his back and nervous system, and the chemicals would unleash his feral instincts whenever he had strong emotions. (Y/N) eventually died from the pain, and Singed had to dispose of his body to his own disappointment. That's when the "Hour of Joy" began.  However, death turned out to be the catalyst to fully completing the transformation, bringing him back to life as a savage wolf like creature dominated by primal instincts. He protects his friends, who he considers as family.

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