Throughout the day the villagers argued. Shouts about "my land" could be heard and mysterious banjos played in the background.
"Capitalism is rather cultish!" remarked gorillashaman and the mutterings of some of the other villagers seemed to agree.
"I THINK cleothae IS A CULTIST!" theweaselking said, thrusting a finger beneath her nose. "Tell me why I should vote otherwise!"
"Uh...because I'm not?" she replied with a shrug.
"A compelling argument," theweaselking acknowledged. "GET THE CAPITALIST!"
As the villagers slowly advanced on snoopyh42, he backed away from them.
"A well prepared village is a safe village!" he exclaimed. He hastily pointed a finger at chaos_dancer. "I just wanted us to be prepared! I mean, shouldn't you get that guy!"
"Another compelling argument!" the villagers cried, each hefting an implement baring a tag from Snoopy's General Store of Lynch Mob Tools.
"Ah-buh?! Reporters! Government! I've been here my whole life! I haven't even done anything...yet!" chaos_dancer said but, unfortunately, his arguments weren't compelling enough.
Turning to run, his flight was halted as a loop of Snoopy's Patented Lynchinator 5000 (aka rope) lasso'd over his head while the other end was thrown over the branch of a tree. As he was hauled into the air, the last thing he saw as everything faded to black was the villagers, lit by Snoopy's Guaranteed Burning Light Bundles (aka torches)...
A few moments after the body stopped twitching, it was lowered to the ground where a scowling Dr. Finch examined it, placing two fingers against its throat. He shook his head and the assembled group of villagers walked down to chaos_dancer's house (aka a shack). Hidden in the back of the closet was a red hooded robe, a horrible octopus head embroidered on the left breast. The sleeves were stained with blood.