[Scout. Tuxedo. Cape. It's on, Mayfield.

He's got the cape over his face Lugosi-style and he's coming your way. Or is outside your window, maybe. OR SUDDENLY BEHIND YOU, LE GASP!]

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Uh, hey. 'Sup.

[So what happens when Scout has too many drinks at the bar, wanders outside, feels a bit bored and spots a phone booth? CRANK CALLS. That's what ( Read more... )

Okay chuckleheads, listen up once again! If even one of ya sends away fer somethin' on the back of a box top in Mayfield of all goddamn places, yer as thick as a brick! I'm sure the cereal is, like, laced with hallucinogenic drugs or something, that will make ya wanna buy more, an' then suddenly yer broke an' ya have nothin' left but 500 Corn ( Read more... )

Wake up, sleepy head! You can't spend the whole day in bed.

[Scout's eyes fluttered open. The first thing he did was take in a sharp breath, deeply, in and out. It was the first time in 3 days he could breathe without immense pain. He savored it ( Read more... )

[Ladies & gents: Scout. He's not the brightest. Just don't tell him that! Anyone who's talked to him so far may have gotten this idea. He's seen a lot of weird things in this town, but something has been brought to his attention that is really bugging him.]

[unfiltered voice post! filtering, what is that]OK, I know this town is super-friggin'- ( Read more... )