The plotters met in a London pub. It was here that they decided the time and place for the plot, and that it would be done by explosives under Westminster.
'Ello, 'Ello, 'Ello, what've we got 'ere then?
The plotters rented a room next to the hall of Westminster, and also rented a storage room underneath the hall, perfect for stockpiling their gunpowder.
DESPACITO! NOW CONFESS!
Sick tunes, there lad! Owwwww! NEVER!
Now this is the most crucial part. A letter was sent by Francis Thresham, one of the plotters, to his uncle, warning him not to go to parliament on the day of the plot. But Tresham's uncle told everyone about the letter, making the plot vulnerable to failure...
The King ordered an inspection of the cellars, and, sure enough, Guy Fawkes was caught with 36 barrels of gunpowder and a lit match!
Guy was tortured until he revealed the names of all the other plotters.
Guy and the other plotters were hung, drawn and quartered. EUGHH!