🎥 About the Project:
Hey there! I'm working on a short horror-style animated scene centered around Dr. Harley Sawyer, the twisted mind behind the events of Poppy Playtime. This is a small, passion-driven project meant to explore a bit of his descent into madness- a grim, eerie moment that captures the moment he shifts from failed experiments… to using the children.
The tone is psychological, unsettling, and intimate. Think static-filled VHS tapes, echoey lab halls, and an increasingly unstable voice narrating his spiral.
💸 Payment:
This is an unpaid project (sorry!) — just a solo fan animation for fun and storytelling practice. However:
You will be credited in the final video as well as in any WIP or teaser clips posted online.
All posts will include links to your socials or portfolio (whatever you prefer).
You’ll have room to creatively interpret the character with direction, but also freedom.
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Script Preview (For Practice / Audition):If you want to test the tone or audition, here's the current working scene. This may change slightly before final production, but I’m not hiding what it is:
[INT. PLAYTIME CO. LAB – NIGHT]
(A monitor flatlines. Alarms beep once. Then silence. Dr. Sawyer stands frozen, staring.)
Sawyer (whispering):
"No... no no no, not again— it was perfect. I followed the ratios. I balanced the neural inhibitors. I—"
(He slams his fists on the table. His voice cracks slightly.)
Sawyer:
"Why won’t they hold together? The tissue collapses, the cognition fractures— it’s always wrong."
(Heavy breathing. He turns to look at a wall of childlike drawings, some smiling, some warped.)
Sawyer (more quiet now):
"The adults resist. Their minds are already... formed. Heavy. Burdened."
(Beat. He looks down. Something clicks.)
Sawyer (fascinated):
"But children... children are blank. Curious. Unafraid to become what we ask of them."
(He grins slowly, twistedly — like he’s proud of the thought. Picks up a crayon drawing.)
Sawyer (almost lovingly):
"Yes... yes. Elastic minds. Open hearts. Perfect hosts."
(Sudden sharp shift — his voice goes cold and precise.)
Sawyer:
"Initiate Protocol Little Lamb. No more trials. This time, we use the real ones."
(The screen glitches. Static buzzes. End scene.)
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How to Apply:Just submit your audition through CCC using the lines provided, or feel free to improvise a little if you think it fits Harley’s vibe. If selected, I’ll reach out with more detailed direction and story context.
Thank you so much for checking this out- I’m excited to bring something weird, dark, and memorable to life with your help!
Thanks for checking it out~!
Hope we can make something creepy together <3
