It was a strange Day in the Town, not much co-operation to be found, with most wary of entering into private businesses in such fraught times. Perhaps it is for these reasons that little risk lead to little reward, and most finished the Day no wiser than they were that morning. Despite heated debates raging for most of the Day, in the end the voice of the people was clear and decisive - Madagascarter was seized, bound, and taken to the edge of the highway. Seeing the crumpled vehicles, the scene of death and the warning signs drawing closer, Madagascarter began to writhe and flail - but resistance was futile. Keeping hold of one end of the rope, the mob unceremoniously hurled him beyond the line of no return, where his body became still, lifeless. Using the rope, the body was hauled back through the invisible frontier and back to the Morgue.
Madagascarter was lynched. He was a Researcher.
Occupation: Librarian
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[i]It was a strange Day in the Town, not much co-operation to be found, with most wary of entering into private businesses in such fraught times. Perhaps it is for these reasons that little risk lead to little reward, and most finished the Day no wiser than they were that morning. Despite heated debates raging for most of the Day, in the end the voice of the people was clear and decisive - Madagascarter was seized, bound, and taken to the edge of the highway. Seeing the crumpled vehicles, the scene of death and the warning signs drawing closer, Madagascarter began to writhe and flail - but resistance was futile. Keeping hold of one end of the rope, the mob unceremoniously hurled him beyond the line of no return, where his body became still, lifeless. Using the rope, the body was hauled back through the invisible frontier and back to the Morgue.[/i]
[b]Madagascarter was lynched.[/b] He was a [b]Researcher[/b].
Occupation: [b]Librarian[/b]
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