Whatever you do, don’t begin in the mirrored ceiling room. You may never escape.
That’s some SCP level shit
Especially on strong acid, or any psychedelic for that matter.
Begin by going into the hallway with a hangover?
Yeah, at least in the order the photos are presented, that’s pretty clearly where I went from “Huh…” to “Huh???”
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Was that a ceiling poodle?
It’s like they took 32 individual interior design students, put them in a blender, then sprayed them in separate rooms.
That red wallpaper…maybe they did…
Nothing like watching yourself poop… and hearing it echo…
This looks terrible, but I bet it wouldn’t take much work to undo most of it. I could work with this place
I saw water damage in one of the photos. It’s a huge property with odd design choices and dated at that - experience tells me that form over function has been the owners’ focus, and maintenance - very low on the list. Especially if it’s been vacant for some time. I’d put money on the bones not being as good as they might seem. Would be an absolute money-pit to renovate.
Those swirly red walls… ugh.
That’s the marbling that you refer to when you describe steak.
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Well mom, remember my dream of owning a big house on a hill and how I used to wish for a living room with a plaster lion in it from Mexico and how I always wanted a large twenty four seat dining table in a dining room with original oil paintings by Michelangelo and Rembrandt and remember how I always wanted a rotating bed with pink chiffon and zebra stripes and remember how I used to chit chat with dad about always wanting a bathtub shaped like a clam and an office with orange and white stripes and remember how much I wanted an all red billiard room with a giant stuffed camel and how I wanted a disco room with my own disco dancers and a party room with fancy friends and remember how much I wanted a big backyard with Grecian statues, s-shaped hedges and three swimming pools? Well, I got that too.
From “The Jerk”
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I have … thoughts.
Firstly, the match between the bedspreads and the wallpaper is its own kind of impressive, I admire the effort.
The pictures are really nice given the amount of mirrors, the photoshop is very well done !
Not sure if I hate the slippery stone floor from the entry room of the rough ones more.
Why does the fireplace of the mirror room seems to be sitting in a shower drain bit thingy… ?
PINK SHARP TOILET AND COPPER MIRRORS. They could have used that in the shinning. I love it.
Why does most of it manages to look somewhat expensive, and then you’ve got ugly shelves and that ceiling (you know which one) ?I like this more than I should. I wonder what’s under the trap door, does it ever show that?
The bodies of everyone that’s ever arranged for a personal viewing of the house