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Deathly Designs

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We love tea parties here on Twinleaf, my kidcore island! Why don't you join me for tea and sandwiches? You can play with my cͮ̆҉̫̝̥̹̜͍̩͖u̢̻͚̮͕̤̯͋̽ͥͪt̡͉͔̭̦̝̻̤̅͛ͥĕ̱͚͡ ̸̝͈̟̜̙͇͍ͪͪͫͩp̶̙͕͚̝̣̻̊ư̟̟̖͍̖̩̳̱̆̄̉̾p̛̟̰̼͚̬ͬͅp̶̗͎͈͚̫̣̒ͣ̚y c:

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Hi. Could you name your custom design your TBT username? I can see you made it, but this is to keep things uniform. You can edit your post and then ping me. Thanks!
My apologises, didn't realise! I've edited it, and made note of doing the same for the next time. :)
 
Just a cozy parlour for snacking on all those yummy snacks of the season 🍬

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(And can you believe that even after playing ACNH for over 2,000 hrs, below is my very first custom design! Happy to have received my Nook Miles achievement stamp solely because of this event 🎃)

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A warm and cosy parlour to relax with drinks and snacks in front of the fire. It is also the place where my rep is attempting to paint. Her latest attempt is a (disaster 😂) painting of a ghost for Halloween 👻🎃

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i dont know if this has been asked before but will the deadline change because of daylight savings? (sorry i basically do not understand daylight savings lol)
 
A relaxing parlour room where you can read or play some music in peace - just need to replace the cracked mirror and it will be the perfect entertaining space, nothing strange going on behind these walls!

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As the clock chimed three, I realized I’d been up all night. I sat on my love seat, unable to shake the sense that there were eyes on me. Somewhere. I felt a tightness in my chest as I went to my typewriter to put my thoughts and feelings on paper. It was then that I heard the snicker of a small child. Though I knew, being by myself, that there was no child. The late hour caused me to come to the conclusion that this house must be haunted. Armed with lit censers hanging above me, I donned my ceremonial robe, mask, and cow skull to begin incantations necessary to rid the house of malicious spirits.
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