apparently my old pinned got content restricted?????? evil. I guess my oc zine had like one too many blood splatters.
Anyway for the sake of still having a pinned post- hi!!! I'm Sam, I'm an animation student based in Chicago, and my passion is being insane about OCs and physical media. I don't post on here often but I do love lurking.
I desperately need to tell you all about my latest obsession. It's the Laclede's Landing Wax Museum. This is gonna be such a long post but I have so much to say. I'm enamored with this place.
If you live literally anywhere near St. Louis I am on my knees begging you to visit this place. It is the single most horrifying place I have ever had the pleasure of stepping foot into. It's $10 for entry but I would pay billions if I could.
Like okay. I could get straight into the museum but I think in order to have proper context you gotta understand the place this is located. I've lived in St. Louis most of my life so I mean it with love when I say this city sucks major ass. Laclede's Landing in particular is this weird stretch of nothing where it's right by the arch and the river, so you'd think it would be like, prime tourist territory, but it's really not. There's just so much nothing there. It's abandoned buildings and old apartments.
This was the view right down the road from the wax museum so like. You get it.
Anyway, so whatever, you're in this weird run down part of the city that's also right next to the arguably the biggest tourist attraction in the state, it's just the magical St. Louis experience. But we're all here for the wax museum.
My friend and I went on a sunny Saturday at like noon in the middle of the summer. We were literally the only people in the entire building aside from the guy at the front desk. We pay our $10, and we are sent up this rickety cramped staircase to the top floor and told to work our way downwards. The building is apparently three stories tall.
I do not know how to describe the feeling of this place in a way that properly conveys how fucking scary it is. There are no rooms, only hallways. You cannot stretch out your arms fully, it is so cramped and also stuffy for some reason. All of the figures are in these featureless brick rooms, and since the hallways are so small, these guys are right up in your face. The floor creaks, and when the floor creaks, the glass on the display shifts. There was a few rooms with speakers trying to play some audio, but most of them were so distorted it sounded like something straight out of an analog horror.
The figures are missing fingers, toes, and in some cases entire limbs. There are a couples figures of video game protagonists I'm 100000% sure came from promotional GameStop events. There aren't a lot of signs or labels, so there were a handful of people I had quite literally no clue who they were.
Though, I think by far my favorite part was the couple of rooms where the lights were broken entirely. So you were stuck in this tiny stuffy room in the dark, and you could make out the outline of these stiff humanoid figures in the distance, but you couldn't actually see them. We had to pull out the phone flashlight to see anything at all. I imagine this is how the night guards at Freddy Fazbear's felt.
Allegedly, this place used to have two basement floors that were entirely horror themed, but when we went, they were closed. Literally 1984. I'm really hoping they open back up at some point because based on what I've seen I think this place could absolutely knock it out of the park if they were intentionally trying to do something scary.
This is all to say that I am madly in love with this place. I plan to go a billion more times. I think everyone should visit if you're within like an hour's drive to St. Louis. Legitimately incredible.
i just don’t get it. where are all the women. where are all the women in your fanfictions. are they all out of town? did they all go on vacation together? do they all have a dentist appointment at the same time?
The funniest thing the saw franchise ever did was giving jigsaw a bunch of dead wife flashbacks in saw 3 only to have the next movie reveal his wife wasn't even dead she just divorced his ass because he kept building torture traps
the upstairs of my parents house is like completely empty bc a tree fell on the house earlier this year and there's been a lot of construction going on but we still wanted to set up a Christmas tree so that has resulted in this bizarre liminal space. it makes me laugh big fan.
and you know what? Maybe I do tag my “blorbos” in a lot of random people’s unrelated posts but I’ve never tagged a man in a post about a woman. Which is why unlike a lot of other people I’m still going to heaven
saw the trailer for verity and thought it was fucking ridiculous bc the main character starts out kissing a man then the man turns into anne hathaway so the mc starts screaming in terror. sorry but if i was kissing anne hathaway i would simply be grateful for what ive been given idk
Been a while since I updated y'all on my borrasca designs......... I'm storyboarding a scene from the podcast for my class so it seemed appropriate to make refs lmao
what everyone needs to understand is that your opinion is worth less than nothing if you don't know tabitha tate. oh you wanna talk shit about riverdale but you don't even know who the guardian angel is. get your fucking shit together. please.
I don't know why I waited until the age of 21 to watch supernatural but I think this show needs to be classified as a drug or something. Season 5 in particular like watching this feels how I imagine it feels to do a line of coke. I just finished s5e14 and I feel like I need to go take a lap.
I love going on discussion posts about 50007 bc the comments are always like "I hope it's not a book I can't imagine how this would work as a book" and like. Do they know.