The Great Pumpkin, according to the boy, was some sort of Halloween spirit that would fly up out of only the sincerest pumpkin patches to give presents to all the attending good little boys and girls. That he never saw the Great Pumpkin in all those years of his childhood, never deterred him. Even as he got older, he would still wait out in a pumpkin patch on Halloween Night looking for the Great Pumpkin.
Though his friends and family thought his yearly vigil was just a harmless belief, in truth Linus Van Pelt was a sick and disturbed individual. He would often fly into an uncontrollable rage whenever anyone would dare mention that the Great Pumpkin possibly did not exist. Linus also began to develop a severe loathing for the Great Pumpkin's Christmas counterpart: Santa Claus. Like a true religious zealot, he would ridicule any of his childhood friends that professed a belief in Santa Claus.
Some members of the group, including their leader, Linus, felt they needed to further convince the Great Pumpkin of their sincerity and devotion. They forbade the word "if" in their daily speech, punishing its use by a severe lashing. They went on pumpkin rescuing parties in an attempt to save pumpkins from being carved into Jack-o-Lanterns.
On Halloween nights they would leave offerings of food in the hopes of appeasing and enticing the Great Pumpkin to appear. When these efforts didn't seem to be enough they stepped up to burning effigies of the Great Pumpkin's arch-enemy: Santa Claus. After a while grisly animal sacrifices were to follow.
At this time, Linus Van Pelt was a Philosophy Grad school drop-out. His dissertation entitled: "The Great Pumpkin Manifesto" had been savagely ridiculed by the faculty. One of them even went so far as to say: "Wa-wa, wa-wa, wa-wa-waaaa." In anger and despair, Linus left the academic world to concentrate on the Great Pumpkin full time.
By now the group had become a full-fledge cult and they took the last final step into madness. They felt there was too much non-belief in the world and that the power of the Jolly Fat Menace (as they called Santa Claus) held too much sway. They began to perform human sacrifices on those whom the group deemed irreversible non-believers. It is believed that some of the first victims to be ritually slain had actually been childhood acquaintances of Linus' that had once dared to mock the Great Pumpkin.
It was later learned that Ms. Sally Brown, who had been working as an exotic dancer in Florida before her disappearance, had once ridiculed Linus for talking her into missing Halloween fun one year so they could wait for the Great Pumpkin together. Linus secretly never forgave her and bore bitter resentment for her and her rejection of the Great Pumpkin.
Eventually everything came to a horrifyingly bloody climax one Halloween night when Pigpen, Linus' trusted lieutenant, led a group of followers supposedly on orders from Linus to Jim Davis' house. There they broke in and in an orgy of blood and violence, brutally massacred Garfield, Odie, and John.
The police quickly rounded up the group and Linus. Some of them were still covered in blood. Pigpen was covered in blood and dirt that wouldn't wash off.
At his trial Linus shocked the court by appearing with a Jack-o-Lantern carved into his forehead. No one could get him to make any sense. He merely rambled incoherently damning unbelievers and Santa Claus.
A few of his more lucid mutterings were:
"... I have loosed the Great Pumpkin and devils into the world to torment Santa Claus and his followers..."
Now Linus waits for the Great Pumpkin every year in a small padded cell with pumpkins drawn on the walls. This is where he will wait for the rest of his life. He still hasn't seen the Great Pumpkin but as he tells his unbelieving guards: "Just wait till next year! You'll see! The Great Pumpkin will rise out of the Pumpkin patch and I'll be there to see him! Just wait and see!"
2008/10/31 오후 1:19
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