"Ooh, sounds nice... my suggestion is... more rhythm games, of course!"
"Also, some kind of VR fighting game would be fun... oh! As for the building itself... secret rooms."
shouldn't his favorite genre be RPG and not point and click thoughThe art museum rendered is depicted as full of sharp angles, and consisting of perfectly clear glass in the middle, Vantablack walls on the right, and Spectralon walls on the left. There is also a giant peacock on top with glowing eyes.
"You got any more suggestions? And don't worry, secret rooms are obviously gonna be in all of these."
Edited by MadameButterflyKnife on Aug 25th 2020 at 8:15:37 AM
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised."I've got it!"
Tropes falls out of the chair.
"Three words: Springfield Mystery Spot."
"What is that, Tropes?"
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised."So, there's there room, and when you go into it, you fall into an infinite abyss filled with psychedelic imagery. Tourists love them. Doesn't it sound neat?"
"Sounds fun!"
shouldn't his favorite genre be RPG and not point and click though"Sounds like something my cousin's uncle's maid's baby brother's mother Jeremy's nightmare"
Ever put tea in a coffee mug? Or coffee in a tea mug?“Sounds Like something that you would see after taking a lot of pot.”
"Sounds cool. Can we play Revolution #9 on repeat?"
"Isn't there something like that already in Bluehill Park?"
and the public won't dwell on my transmission cause it wasn't televised."Oh, is that so, Knife? Sounds like my kinda place. We should go there after the storm's passed."
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!“Cool, an art museum! I’ll do the honors of making the first instillation!”
He holds up a banana and a roll of packing tape.
The laugh track doesn’t laugh and Arimo just gets a pity cough.
"Don't cry because it's over, cry because it happened."“True art indeed.”
(No laughs)
“Fart funny.”
- laugh track*
Edited by DookieIdiotNimrod on Aug 25th 2020 at 8:55:20 AM
"I got another idea; how about a Troper museum?"
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."Junon is busy arguing with Aleister the Invoker on the phone.
"No, Aleister. I don't want to see the Witchcrafters' artwork."
Aleister loudly grumbles at Junon.
"Well, suck it. They're pretentious dummies who think everything is cultured."
Junon hangs up.
"Sorry about that."
"You're fine, buddy! Have you got any good ideas as to what kind of establishments our lovely city needs?"
"My light shall be the moon, and my path the ocean, my guide the morning star as I sail home to you...."“I like the idea of a museum!”
“Would it be like a trope and troper hall of fame? Like the Rock and Roll Hall of fame?”
"I.. really have to sneak some sleeping pills in your food sometime Tropes.."
Avie sighs as she drinks some juice. She spots Bob
"Hey Skeletor, how're the sins? Need a drink?"
"I was thinking about a tourist trap kind of place. Something that idiots will spend money at. I don't care what it is. I just want people to spend."
"They're all fine. Greed and Pride are fighting since they keep stealing from each other, but it's all good otherwise."
He pulls out a bottle of vodka.
"I'm extremely suspicious of how average everything is right now."
He opens the bottle and takes a drink.
"Not complaining, though."
Enough death. Enough life."It would just be a museum dedicated to us and all the wild times we've had over the years. It'd be a very fitting tribute to our friendsh-SMEG, OWWWWW!!!"
(Another contraction.)
"Smegging heck, if this is what contractions feel like, I'm scared about how actually giving birth will feel like..."
(Chey winces. Beat. Chey then proceeds to wail out of pain and fear.)
"What you mean apart from the fact we're hosting a birthing suite in our apartment?"
She turns to Junon
"I was thinking that too, apart from a lot of the money making. We don't exactly have a Louvre.. do we even have a landmark?"
"Boy, am I glad I don't have to deal with that..." [Another thunderclap causes Cutbug to scurry to the back wall, slamming into it face-first.]
A plague has consumed the town, summoning Pestilence, Horseman of the Apocalypse!“I think we should actually try to make something fun. We could have a exhibit on our adventures, an exhibit on Tropers that have shaped us, and we could have an exhibit on the forum games on TV Tropes! Who needs greed when you have skill and talent? With a tourist trap we might get a few bucks, but there will be no longevity. Once you’ve come, you don’t want to come back. But with a museum, we could make something fun! It could be the landmark for our city! People could come just to go to the museum that we made. Who needs a quick buck when you have millions from something great?”
(The audience cheers)
“Also, we could sell merch at the museum and people would actually buy it.”
Edited by DookieIdiotNimrod on Aug 25th 2020 at 10:09:52 AM
Bob sits up.
"Things are never normal for this long. I don't trust it."
Enough death. Enough life.