Okay, so… today the third chapter of the game Poppy Playtime was released.
I’m currently watching 8-BitRyan’s playthrough of it, and am at 36:39 of 2:24:28.
I’d like to note down some thoughts…
We are being spoken to by a kid named Ollie. The first thing that came to mind was the fact that MatPat’s son’s name is Ollie.
This of course could have nothing to do with the chosen name, BUT, in Chapter 2, the birthday mentioned by one of the character cut-outs was actually Markiplier’s birthday: June 28th.
So I’m going to assume that the developers take inspiration from real people, people they hope will play the game or people they look up to, maybe… maybe they’re hoping that by including a name or piece of information relevant to one of these people, it’ll make the game feel more important to them.
But I don’t know. This could be completely wrong, of course. I guess I just thought back to how I loved discovering I shared a name with one of the main characters from the Five Nights at Freddy’s film/movie.
Film is British. Movie is American.
We don’t discriminate here. We’re all-inclusive.
Back to the thoughts. So… when I first heard Ollie speak, I thought to myself: “This can’t be an actual living being, right? It must be a toy. Possibly one of the “Smiling Critters” — a new group of toys introduced in this chapter.
But then he introduced himself to us, so… possibly human.
But we haven’t yet seen any living beings in the game. Only toys. By the way, I’m talking about how we haven’t seen any people moving around the place.
And at this point in the video (36:39), we can see a photo of a child. Supposedly found… dead. With organs missing… yay…
Forget I said “yay…” — that’s disturbing, and horrible, and so on.
Once again, I don’t know how I feel about… knowing things. I’ve got a feeling that the child is Ollie. And that his organs were placed in a toy, to bring it to life… to bring him back as a toy.
Now, that’s probably how storytelling works. The people telling the story have to pass on information without just telling you everything directly.
And I kinda hope I’m wrong. Why? Because I like surprises. Sorta? Who doesn’t like being wrong?
Take that as you may.
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I want to mention a thing. I have started writing a diary again, a few days ago. And that’s cool.
But that means that this blog isn’t my diary, journal or whatever you’d call it.
And that in turn means that I should probably give it some new purpose. I’d like to kn0w why I’m writing this blog. And only I can decide what it means to me.
I like certain things. Very much. You could call me passionate if you felt like it. Passionate about certain subjects. For example, video games and music. And whatnot.
At times, I find out something new about one of my favourite franchises, or discover some new message in a song, but don’t really feel like I have anyone to share it with. Yet.
So… maybe… I could share these thoughts here? Of course, I’m not going to be making any empty promises.
It’s just an idea. For me. To look back on.
Since I’d be writing posts as if I was speaking to a friend, I wouldn’t be sharing everything about my life.
That’s what the diary is for. For me. My present and future self.
I’d take some thoughts and ideas from the diary, if I felt like there was anything worth sharing, refine them, and share them here.
We’ve got time… for now.
Anyways, I’m sorry if that was a bit too negative for you — that final bit.
But thank you for reading, even if you do so 10 years into the future. Or 20. Yup… nice.
Have a lovely day.
– Abby
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