Starry_Eyed_Writer
The Hour of Joy happened on August 8th, 1995 at 11:00 A.M. An uprising - a bloody massacre of all who were in the Playtime Co. factory; faculty and staff. It was led by the toys leader - their Savior, their God - The Prototype. It was said that none survived. Over time, the toys, subjects to all the pain and suffering, were freed from the hand and experiments of the Scientists. The Prototype reigned over the entirety of the factory, his faithful servants Catnap and Huggy Wuggy helping him stay in control.
But Experiment 1006 wasn't the only one they served. There was another - Experiment 1008, their Protector, their Guardian... their Angel. Rumors say that she used to know the Prototype before his transformation. But their Angel has no recollection of such a thing. In fact, the girl can't seem to remember anything - or anyone - from before the Hour of Joy. The Prototype, being her b̵̼́͋̍̌̀̊͑̆̑͐ͅë̵͈̭͈̦́͐͗̿̆͒̓͋̕s̷͈̏̌̓̈ṭ̴̠̍̋̿̀̉̕͠͝ ̶̡̭̭̟̾̍͗̎̓͝͝f̵̤̙̱͇̰̭͆͋̂͆̔̓̋̚͠r̶̢̀i̴̱͙̔̄͊̀͊̕ē̸̡͓̗͚̖n̶͖̞͎̞̫͙̞͉̣̩̉̀̇̐̌͐̉͐͂ḑ̴̹͖͉̙͔̻͎͑, forbade anyone to tell her anything about the life she had forgotten. The toys believe that it is a strange thing for their savior to request, but they obey. And so, they rule together, hand in hand.
But then 1008 has a fight with the Prototype, and everything changes. She suddenly disappears, and 1006 goes into a frenzy - sending out everyone to find her. It's only when 1008 wakes up in the Haven, run by the rebels Poppy, Doey, and the Playtime Butcher that she starts remembering things about her past from before the Hour of Joy. Strange people and strange places flutter across her mind, a hazy, dark fog of what used to be, and unable to remember her name. Upon waking up in a cold sweat from a nightmare, one more thing comes to mind. A friend she had once, long ago. A boy she nicknamed...
Ollie?
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