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Funeral | Started by: God on Nov 03, '21 22:55 |
*From the entry of the church a black casket that holds the recently deceased can be seen. And though it takes a moment for your eyes to adjust to the dim light, you see a woman in a black veil place a white rose on the casket. You watch as she wipes a tear from her eye. She lights a candle in remembrance of the deceased and walks down the aisle wiping the tears that are now cascading down her cheeks. The only light inside the church is from the flickering candles on the altar. The candlelight casts an eerie glow across the priest's face. He hangs his head as he starts to read...* "Friends, we are gathered here today to pay our final respects to our friend, MakotoKino. May they rest in peace. Those wishing to pay their respects may do so at this time." |
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:( :( :( :( GRHS FRIEND |
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Reply by: beluga at Nov 03, '21 23:28 | |
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I'll miss you. Very sad to see you here. Rest in peace family. | |
Reply by: Pepsi-Cola at Nov 04, '21 05:44 | |
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Genuinely gutted about this. So sorry to see you here. RIP Makoto :( |
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Reply by: Rorschach at Nov 04, '21 05:56 | |
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I'm very sorry that you were a casualty of this War, I look forward to meeting your next of kin. Rest well Makoto |
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Reply by: Tyrion at Nov 04, '21 08:18 | |
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Darkness descended upon the graveyard as the sun set. Storm clouds covered the sky blocking the light from the full moon and any stars in the sky. Despite the coming storm, the air was still with an eerie silence. Darkening's boots crushed the dead leaves scattered on the ground as he made his way to the tombstone of MakotoKino. Nothing could be seen of his face except the red glow of the cigarette in his mouth. He took a long drag, bringing him the sweet satisfaction of tobacco smoke filling his lungs. Taking out the cigarette he blew out the smoke. It flowed about his silhouette as he looked upon the grave in front of him. In a deep rumbling voice he said ,"Rest well Makoto." Darkening put the cigarette back in his mouth and with both hands in his jacket pocket, turned away from the grave with his head hung low. |
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Reply by: Darkening at Nov 07, '21 07:36 | |
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