I DON'T MAKE THESE ANYMORE.
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They lived. They died. They were raised from the grave.

Sinister Dolls were once ordinary dolls.

Each one belonged to a child, for better or worse. Perhaps it was loved by the child, perhaps it was left, dusty and forgotten, under the bed. The doll lived its life, regardless of its status in the child's affections, and it eventually came to its inevitable end.

The doll died.

Every doll dies its own death, in its own way. Most are simply outgrown. Some become too dirty or too ugly. Some get deformed or damaged. But die they do, and when they die, they are buried in the Thrift Store Cemetery.

That's where Chad Savage goes grave robbing.

Dead dolls are unearthed from their second-hand tombs and brought back to the Sinister Studio for revivification. They are embalmed with black gesso, then brought back to life with careful and thoughtful hand-painting. Each doll has its own story, so each doll gets its own face. A hand-stitched costume is the crowning touch, and voila!

A Sinister Doll is born.

Each Sinister Doll is created to be sturdy enough to be carried around and socialized with. However, since they are also the reanimated dead, they need gentle treatment and handling if you want them to last.

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