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SeptimusHeap MOD (Edited uphill both ways)
Mar 22nd 2021 at 3:58:15 AM •••

Linking to a past Trope Repair Shop thread that dealt with this page: Unclear Description, started by nman on Mar 4th 2012 at 7:54:20 AM

"For a successful technology, reality must take precedence over public relations, for Nature cannot be fooled." - Richard Feynman
DrStarky Okay Guy Since: Jun, 2010
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Mar 4th 2012 at 2:32:58 PM •••

Removed a big chunk of the description. It was long Example as a Thesis type deal that was unnecessary for describing the trope.

If you want to read it, here you go:

    Big Ass Description 
"Here it is, a beautiful day outside and your boyfriend has to drag you to some godawful wax museum in the dingiest recesses of town. Why anyone would find this creepy place entertaining is beyond you... although you have to admit, the wax figurines here do look awfully lifelike. It's almost like they're living, breathing human beings...

...only they're not living and breathing... and they couldn't be human beings...

...could they?

Oh great. Here comes that creepy museum curator again, the guy in the short black cape with the gloved, disfigured hands and the acid burns on his face... What's that? He says you look a lot like Marie Antoinette? Eww. You don't like the way he's looking you over. Now he's lifting up your chin and... is that a caliper he's using to measure your nose?

You back away as your boyfriend comes up to you from behind, nearly scaring you to death. "Hey," he says, "you see that statue of Joan of Arc over there? Doesn't it look a lot like your friend Stacey who mysteriously disappeared last week and whom the police haven't been able to find yet? And didn't she say she'd gone to visit this museum just the week before? Huh. What a coincidence."

Yeah. A coincidence. That's it, you sigh. Next time the two of you go out for a romantic afternoon outing, you're going to tour someplace that's waaay less disturbing than this... like a slaughterhouse, or the County Morgue...

Little do the two of you know, the Museum you're visiting is already a morgue of sorts. Sure, the museum curator with the disfigured hands says he only supervises and that it's his big hulking assistant who does all of the actual molding and casting of the figurines, but you've seen the assistant guy. He barely has two brain cells to rub together. Just how could a brute like him create beautiful, lifelike replicas of historical human figures?

...Maybe, he's not creating anything... (cue shudder)"

Next time, just cut to chase a tell us what the trope is without a writing a short story.

Edited by DrStarky Put me in motion, drink the potion, use the lotion, drain the ocean, cause commotion, fake devotion, entertain a notion, be Nova Scotian
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