Bom Tishop's number was up. He knew he was alone and no matter what he did with his vote, his fate was sealed
"I can't take 18 hours of this! Y'all have made a huge mistake!"
Crouton appeared to jest in an effort to make fun of Bom Tishop alluding to the fact he was the penguin and would skin them all and get out of there.
"Not funny Crouton. The votes have been cast and must be respected. We could always bring it forward. Then we can all get on with getting out of here NSS spoke
Bom wondered if he could make a break for it. He could always take his chances in the forest with the cannibals and mythical 2 headed inbred humans.
"Lets tie this mofo up. I bet he's the penguin afterall. Staying quiet most of the time to not draw attention to himself. Well it's failed him now!! Mundin was happy for the chance to kill a penguin.
Bom Tishop thought maybe instead of running, he could get his flame thrower and fight the others. NSS had already anticipated Bom could be a threat and handed the flame thrower over to Crouton.
"This is bullshit. You guys are fucked!" Bom Tishop surrenders and chooses to go out with a little dignity. Perhaps it was better this way. After seeing how Duck and the others were killed he figured perhaps a quicker death at the hands of a human would be better than a slow and gory death at the hands of a penguin
Bom Tishop surrenders himself and is bound and shackled with the best that the beach could provide
"Bom Tishop. You are accused of being a penguin. We have brought forward this trial so that we can get on with going home. After what you did to Duck I cant see why we should be merciful. NSS deadpanned
"Wait a minute that isn't fair. I surrended! Can't you just hang me or something?"
NSS smirked "No!" Looking straight into Bom Tishops eyes he shouted "FUCK THIS PENGUIN UP!"
Bom Tishop was stripped, strung up and whipped, kicked and stoned. Crouton got the flame thrower and singed all the hair off Boms body. Ocean water was splashed on the wounds oozing blood and pus. The bounds around his hands and feet and the rope hanging him burnt away. Now was his chance to run!
Bom Tishop made a break for the forest and the others looked on. Bom was in no condition for a marathon however. Beaten, bloody, burnt and bruised he only made it about 10 metres before he collapsed.
Bom Tishop begged "Just kill me now. I'm done".
NSS promised Bom a quick death if he would dig his own grave. Otherwise they would prolong the suffering until nightfall and use his body parts as bait for the fish when they eventually sail away
Bom chose to dig his grave. After a sufficient depth he was pushed inside.
Bom Tishop begged "You're not going to kill me first?".
Mundin brought in about 2 dozen washed up jellyfish and tipped them in with Bom.
"Those guys can kill you! So long you penguin bastard!"
Bom Tishop was now bathing in jellyfish. For some reason his body would not let him lose consciousness from the pain. He had to endure it all
Several hours later Bom was still screaming.
"For the love of God, Crouton can you just BBQ that mofo and shut him up? I'm trying to work here!" NSS yelled
Crouton grabbed the flame thrower and expended the remaining fuel BBQ'ing Bom Tishop and the jellyfish until they were just a cindering crater.
Crouton then told everyone to watch to see Bom revert. NSS, Crouton and Mundin all look down. Minutes pass, and nothing
No feathers. No beak, no flippers. Just the smoking and charred skeleton of an innocent human
"Well aint that a bitch!"
NSS then looked down and saw he had been gutted.
"I'll be taking your skin" Trying to find the identity of his killer he could see Mundin running scared shitless away. That means..... CROUTON!
The life, slowly fading from NSS, he managed to see his intestines fashioned into a lasoo of sorts as it captured Mundin around his neck and strangling him. Crouton then turned back to NSS and splayed his body apart and tearing off his skin. He flayed Mundin and made off with his skin.
Bom Tishop, a flat earther is dead. Bound, beaten, stoned, burnt, stung and then BBQ'ed
NSS a flat earther is also dead. Gutted, splayed and skinned.
Mundin, the final flat earther is also dead. Strangled with NSS's intestines, flayed and skinned
Crouton, a penguin survives. His mission, only a partial success. The portal would have to be rebuilt but the location back in Antarctica is known. He would sail back to Antarctica to report to the Penguin overlord hoping for mercy and a chance to lead an army into the base of John Davis. None of the flat earthers were able to make it to the mainland so Qantas would continue flying the Sydney to Santiago route supplying the penguins below with either humans for food or more humans to turn into penguins for their world conquest plans