The hanging of Anon

>"Anonymous, you stand accused of theft, how do you plead?"
"Not guilty, that bitch wanted to charge me gold coins for an apple!"
>Numerous jurors faint at your swearing while others scold you for using such naughty language
>"So you're saying that you did steal the apple?"
"It was an act of protest."
>The judge doesn't seem to be moved by your rebellion
>"Anonymous, for the crime of theft I sentence you to hang at noon."
"For stealing a few overpriced apples?"
>You lunge at the judge but a few guards grab you before you can get too close
>They drag you away, and send you to a holding cell.
>In a few hours you're going to be dead
>Because you stole overpriced apples


Noon

>Your body hangs from a tree just outside of the courthouse, slowly spinning in the wind
>A warning to those who would dare commit the same crimes as you
>An onlooker pokes you with a stick
"Screw off you dumb horse!"
>Startled, he drops the stick and runs off
"When can I get down from here?"
>"Another half hour."
>Another half hour of people pointing at and mocking you while you hang from this tree by your waist
>You weren't dead
>But life was still shit