[pasafarianministriesofnightvale]

ding-dong! it’s troop 99, the desert bluffs smiling scouts! - @fearscouts

*a woman with what appears to be one working eye opens the door, appearing at first bored, then... confused*

Desert... Bluffs scouts? Since when does Desert Bluffs have scouts? Or anything for that matter?

@fearscouts

[fearscouts]

“Oooh! Well, we have plenty of different kinds!” Daisy says, bouncing.

The other girls smile, teeth gritted. “Different kinds,” they nod in unison.

“We have dead spider filling, live spider filling, larvae, wet towel, chocolate vanilla red velvet strawberry peanut butter, carpet, souls of the damned, aaaaaaaaand...” Esther gestures to the others.

“TEETH JUICE!” the youngsters clap in unison. Esther’s smile widens, eyes dead.

“We have many different kinds,” Autumn reiterates. “And aaaaaaaall the money is invested in finding our missing friends!”

“Friends,” says Daisy.

“Friends,” says Esther.

Nothing, says Autumn.

[pasafarianministriesofnightvale]

ding-dong! it’s troop 99, the desert bluffs smiling scouts! - @fearscouts

*a woman with what appears to be one working eye opens the door, appearing at first bored, then... confused*

Desert... Bluffs scouts? Since when does Desert Bluffs have scouts? Or anything for that matter?

@fearscouts

[fearscouts]

“Actually, we’re Smiling Scouts,” one girl corrects, raising one finger. Embroidered on to her garish yellow uniform is DAISY WATANABE.

Autumn Cooper (according to her uniform) makes a sort of “harumph” sound. “Desert Bluffs has lots of lovely things! You Night Vale citizens should come visit and see some time.” Her smile is just a little wider than it should be, unsettling.

The oldest looking of the three — Esther Collins — kicks Autumn in the back of the leg. “Now, now, Cooper. Be respectful,” she hisses through closed teeth. “Anyway, we have come offering cookies!”

[fearscouts]

"Hey, Teagan. Are you still interested in working at the bakery?"

… I … if … yes. Yes.

[fearscouts]

“Room and board is enough. I barely eat, anyway,” Teagan pauses. “Wouldn’t want to put you out more than I already have.”

[hollyleix]

“Oh, I’m paying you.” Holly frowned, “And going to feed you more. Food is important, Teagan. You can’t barely eat when you need your strength.”

Holly hadn’t pried into the details of the woman at the door the day Teagan first hid in the bakery, but she had an idea that Teagan was running from something.

“It’s none of my business, but I’ve found running isn’t a viable solution.”

[fearscouts]

“Right, right,” Teagan nods. She nods often. She never looks Holly in the eyes. Every once in a while she glances at her phone nervously, or side-eyes the window. “Thank you. So much. You’ve saved my life, literally.”

[hollyleix]

She sighs, sad for Teagan, young and free but unable to truly live her life. “I haven’t done much.” Holly was aware, as she said this, of how she scarcely dared to do much more; Strex was a dangerous enemy and a perilous friend, and yet here she was, helping a runaway victim. 

“That woman who was here the other day… she’s dangerous, isn’t she?” 

[fearscouts]

“Extremely. A few of us ran, from... its wrong to call it scouts. It’s a cult. We ran. They’re afraid we’ll talk.” Teagan closes her eyes and squeezes her face tight, as if trying to erase the memory of her. “Delight runs the community center where the scouts meet. If she catches us — me, I don’t know what’ll happen.”

Teagan’s palms bled a little; she’d pressed her perfectly manicured yellow nails into her palms hard enough to break the skin. “Are you sure I can be here? She’ll come back. She can practically smell us. I can go somewhere. As long as you don’t tell I was here.”

Even now, her eyes dart around as if looking for ghosts to rat her out.

[fearscouts]

i got caught. teagan got away

[fearscouts]

so did trinity. if you find them help them. you will know them if you can smell fear. if you can’t their shoelaces are blue

[fearscouts]

i got caught. teagan got away

[fearscouts]

"Earl! Darling! Have you finally seen the Light of the Smiling God and come to join us in his divine joy?"

“Excuse me, my name is Libby,” says Libby Holtzman. She says this on the grounds that it is true. “And I’d rather swallow one hundred beetles than join your stupid club!”

[smilinggodoffical]

[weaver-z]

Dermatologists HATE her! Scientists FEAR her! Hardened soldiers TREMBLE under her gaze! God DID NOT CREATE HER and she WILL TEAR THROUGH REALITY’S FABRIC!

[fearscouts]

munday! they/she

[throwbackblr]

Rugrats | s01e03 “At the Movies”

[jathis]

2020 in the United States be like

[bisexualwario]

[fearscouts]

Rumor has it that the Smiling Scouts are WAY WAY better than those super lame Fear Scouts. Sorrynotsorry

Then why do the SS keep running away? Hm?

[strexcorpsweetheart]

Because they know better! Duh.

[fearscouts]

Three smiling scouts have run away.

[strexcorpsweetheart]

Like I said, they know better. Obviously there’s a reason to run away!

[fearscouts]

So you admit that smiling scouts who changed to fear scouts are better?

[rererereree-deactivated20241031]

[fearscouts]

Rumor has it that the Smiling Scouts are WAY WAY better than those super lame Fear Scouts. Sorrynotsorry

Then why do the SS keep running away? Hm?

[strexcorpsweetheart]

Because they know better! Duh.

[fearscouts]

Three smiling scouts have run away.

[fearscouts]

Rumor has it that the Smiling Scouts are WAY WAY better than those super lame Fear Scouts. Sorrynotsorry

Then why do the SS keep running away? Hm?

[roleplayawesomemes]

Send “Rumor has it...” And a rumor about my muse

[fearscouts]

"Hey, Teagan. Are you still interested in working at the bakery?"

… I … if … yes. Yes.

[fearscouts]

“Room and board is enough. I barely eat, anyway,” Teagan pauses. “Wouldn’t want to put you out more than I already have.”

[hollyleix]

“Oh, I’m paying you.” Holly frowned, “And going to feed you more. Food is important, Teagan. You can’t barely eat when you need your strength.”

Holly hadn’t pried into the details of the woman at the door the day Teagan first hid in the bakery, but she had an idea that Teagan was running from something.

“It’s none of my business, but I’ve found running isn’t a viable solution.”

[fearscouts]

“Right, right,” Teagan nods. She nods often. She never looks Holly in the eyes. Every once in a while she glances at her phone nervously, or side-eyes the window. “Thank you. So much. You’ve saved my life, literally.”