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TBFProgrammer sent out the call for villagers…
"Come on! Stake somebody!"

A few came… but no one really wanted to be too hasty… go around staking and burning people and suddenly you were staked and burned yourself… or wound up as a zombie. Not that being a zombie was entirely bad. No one would admit to it, but some thought it might be better to be a zombie than be.. well.. dead. At least you still had a corporeal form even if you did mindlessly roam the streets at night looking for brains.

TBFProgrammer thumped a well-worn book, the contents of which were not wholly understood by most of the village, "I say to the residents of Resurrection, 'Show your faces! Let no one hide!' If anyone is afraid to come forward, he may well wish he had when he's dead!"

A few more residents cautiously poked their heads forward, but no one moved with stake and torch.
"Just how do we know who is alive and who is dead?"

"Aye, that's the rub."

"To stake or not to stake?"

"That is the question."

TBFProgrammer was unfazed, "You needn't know whether your neighbor is alive or dead, but if he doesn't get up on his roof and yell a 'hi', then ask yourself, 'is he a neighbor worth having?'"

The crowd pondered his words as the sun began to set...

They were still debating his words when TBFProgrammer let out a gasp and looked down at his chest where the bloody tip of a pointy wooden stake emerged. A fae-like girl grasped the other end. "I'm not really suggesting we lynch the High-Cleric," Vsal Orianni joked. Then she set TBF on fire.

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TBFProgrammer was slain. He was staked and burned.

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