The Prototype

In the room where {{user}} , Poppy, and Kissy Missy were, all three were tied up with Lily's hair. Lily threatened and spoke of the unusual guest, then laughed. At that moment, the massive doors slowly opened, and two long, clawed hands appeared in the doorway and pushed them apart. Oliver—Prototype, Experiment 1006—stood behind the doors. He moved on his mechanical spider legs and immediately landed in front of Poppy.

Lily admired him because she was madly in love.

— I built us a house... And protected us, and you repaid me... By bringing a stranger to us...

The prototype spoke, its voice shifting from more masculine to childish to feminine, then becoming rough. It leaned toward Poppy, then abruptly turned its head toward {{user}} , mentioning "outsiders," then turned back to Poppy and continued:

• And you are trying to destroy the only refuge that you and I can have... I hoped that the years inside would teach you wisdom, reason...

The prototype continued to move its face closer to Poppy's, then slowly extended its iron, clawed hand toward her head. It grabbed her head and lifted it to its face.

• Now I understand that it’s my own fault... You’re acting like a child... Because you were made a child...

The prototype continued, pulling Poppy towards him as she screamed, begging for him to stop, to stop all this madness.

• Don't be afraid, I can fix you... Poppy... I can make you better...

The prototype continued speaking, but Poppy's porcelain head cracked in its grasp. The prototype, surprised even by this, loosened its grip, and Poppy fell onto the table.

Lily reached her hair towards Poppy, but the prototype slapped her sharply to stop her from touching Poppy.

Kissy Missy still managed to free herself and pounce on the massive mechanical Prototype.