The new Cinderella's Castle Add-On Pack has been revealed!
We're excited to showcase this new add-on pack that includes four large enamel pins designed by Meg Lloyd, a sticker set designed by Nicole Rodriguez, and an exclusive Cinderella's Castle T-Shirt with artwork designed by Jennifer Lang!
Instructions for how to get this exciting pack will be different if you selected a physical reward tier vs. if you selected a digital reward tier, so PLEASE read the instructions that we included in our newest update on the kickstarter page!
Announcing the Cinderella's Castle Add-On Pack
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He’s HEREE!! This is his blog for all his Bullshit and Silliness. Very fun.
Name’s Conrad. Live in Hatchetfield. Thats all y’need to know, Surely.
C’mon give ‘em more than that!
I don’t want to. This is Ridiculous.
Come on. What do you Like? Where’d you move from??
Peace ‘nd Quiet. Moved from Clivesdale.
Euagh! Why’d you move?
Read about a story in the Paper, caught my interest, rest is History.
History?
Yes.
Fine, Why don’t cha talk about that thing you were talkin’ about?? People love reading shit like that. Especially in Hatchetfield.
Everyone gets that. Are y’done? I got a job to go to.
ooc under the cut 👀
Told you he was an asshoooleee…anyway! 🤙 This is his (RP) blog, feel free to put stuff in the asks etc etc etc. Cant promise he’ll be too nice though 👀💞 All in good fun! Excited to see what comes of this guy. Got looots of ideasss for him….
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Fiiiinally my Redesigned Lords in Black Lineup! I love them all very much they are very dear to me
Individuals and like. Aimless rambling about design choices under the cut 😎🤙
I don’t pick favourites except I do and it is Him I dunno why he’s so Beastly or why he’s got massive paws I just know in my Heart he does also he’s an it girl send tweet
Had NO idea what to do for Blinky but ended up really liking this! Thank you Pans Labyrinth for traumatising me as a child and inspiring the handy eyes and also that one cardigan that trended for a while for inspiring the jacket
Freaky little guy I had a couple ideas for and a few of them clashed so I ended up going with him being the least human design cause that made sense in my head. I also love adding symbols and stuff into designs heheh
ALSO really struggled here but I knew I wanted Pokey to be the most human but also be impossible to Read (almost Uncanny) cause I was talking to my friend about TGWDLM last night (I looove youu;)) and that like of thinking inspired the stance and impression. Everything else? Inspiration beamed in from the Heavens I dunno man
And Finally! Last but certainly not least I wanted an equal amount of sinister and mischievous in Wigglys design. He also. Looks a bit like a pirate. I dunno what happened there though.
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Miss Holloway sat in the booth across from him, her eyes narrowed in thought.
They were the last two in the diner, and they had been for well over an hour. Duke took a sip from his lukewarm mug of coffee before trying to start a conversation one last time.
"I like your earrings. Those new?"
Without a word, Miss Holloway unhooked the hoops from her ears. She placed the cold silver into his hand.
"For your wife," she murmured when he gave her a strange look.
Then she went back to not talking.
It had been like this the whole night. When Duke showed up to the diner, he'd expected to find the Miss Holloway he knew and loved, bubbly and witty and full of life.
Instead, she'd been quiet, answering his questions with a single sentence. He'd spent most of the night listening to the maddening tick of the clock on the wall.
Duke let another minute go by before saying anything.
"Why did you ask me to meet you here?"
It was at that Miss Holloway finally smiled, though it didn't reach her eyes. "I just wanted to catch up."
"It's been a while," Duke agreed. The last time he saw her, she'd been off on the ferry to perform shows across the country. That must've been months ago.
"I'm leaving soon."
Duke leaned forward. "Like, on tour?"
"Something like that."
"But you just got back."
Miss Holloway met his eyes quite suddenly. "I said something like that."
It had been too long since she made the deal. People were starting to notice how she hadn't aged. And despite knowing what she was getting into, Miss Holloway was scared. Of being mourned, lamented, and eventually, forgotten.
She had a good life. Good friends. Fame, money.
And yet, there were things that were more important. Things that had to be dealt with. That would be her job from now on.
"Is everything okay?" Duke lowered his voice, though no one was around to hear. "Are you planning on doing something?"
"What makes you say that, Sherrif?"
"I have some friends at the law office, telling me about how you changed your will. Made Cher and I your beneficiaries..."
"Is Cheryl doing okay? How's the baby?"
"Due any day now, but Holly..." Duke softened. "What aren't you telling me?"
I'm so scared. I'm so scared.
"I'm getting popular, Duke. Anything could happen. I just want to make sure my money goes to the right people." She smiled. "We'd all be better off having more Duke Keanes in the world."
Duke wasn't entirely convinced, but he didn't want to let it ruin his night. "Funny you say that. That's the name we settled on for our boy."
"Is that right?"
Duke shrugged. "My father was a Douglas, and his father and so on."
"I like it. Continuing the tradition."
"Well, that's how you keep the memory."
Miss Holloway rested her chin in her palm. "You know, I really like that."
"Well, that's what everyone wants, right? To be remembered."
Some more than others.
"Then let's make a pact." Miss Holloway held out her hand. "I promise to always remember you, Douglas Keane."
Tentatively, he placed his hand in hers. Her skin was warm and soft, just like her. "I couldn't forget you if I tried."
Miss Holloway smiled one last time, a little sadly. It might've been her first time resetting a memory, but she knew what to do.
For a moment, she wondered just how many times she'd have to do this. If she would outlive her oldest friend, Duke, outlive his son. If she would keep repeating this same song and dance until the world ended, for better or for worse.
She had to start somewhere.
Duke blinked, and he was alone.
Alone?
What was he doing in the diner, by himself? He was here by himself.
He was here by himself.
And for some reason, he must've ordered two cups of coffee.
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