Peace activist Trixie has tourette’s syndrome and fucking loves her fiancé Darius, but when a powerful corporation disguises his brutal murder as an accident, Trixie has no choice but to escape for her life to the isolation of the bush.
Through an off-road excursion, Trixie discovers a secret commune, where she witnesses people arguing about eating pieces of a dead body. Her presence does not go unnoticed, and she is politely offered a choice to work or die.
Reluctantly, vegan Trixie is forced to learn new kitchen etiquette. Melting fingernails, grinding down teeth and boiling hair from heads, she grows to appreciate that the vigilantes (who range in age and motivation) only kill people that commit serious crimes. Their simple motto: Bad Guys are Cooked.
Trixie eventually joins her meat-eating comrades in the field to carry their makeshift weapons, but her discovery of a sexual predator in the act leads to Trixie's first kill, and taste of vigilante justice.
After years of useless peaceful protesting, Trixie is finally in a position to make positive change to the world. She creates a heroic skull-faced alter ego and proposes a feast.
Twelve people are on the executive board of the corporation that killed her fiancé Darius, and now they're all on the menu... with the CEO for dessert.