*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, SimonTheBastard. May they rest in peace. Those wishing to pay their respects may do so at this time."

Rest in peace Simon. You can't seem to catch a break. :(

RIP

RIP Simon.

GRHS Simon the 6th or 7th.

I'm not actually sure which iteration of your lineage it is, and honestly, I'm not sure anyone truly does.

Rest in peace, Simon.

Sorry to see you here.

Rest in oeace Simon.

Street politics and differing views aside, I always found you were a funny lad. Shame we can't just all move on from this for the sake of the community.

Here's to hoping.

-Ancestor of Darwin

Regardless of how some might feel about you, you were shot. Nobody can deny that. It may have been a future mafia utopia snuffed out at its inception. We will never know. You can rest easy knowing that someone who put a tremendous amount of time, energy and effort into honing their skills completely wasted them for....this.

Rest in peace SimonTheBastard. :(

Rest in peace.

Here is something I always knew I would end up saying, but didn't think it would be so soon. Rest Well SimonTheBastard.

Dio salvi Comandatore.

Time is a flat circle. Simon's will live and Simon's will die, in perpetuity, like the exiting of some eternal Simon clown car, passenger door opened straight into oncoming traffic. What does it mean to be a Simon? Every ordinary second becomes the death knell of history. A Simon was here before us. And a Simon will be the last of us all.

Like a rainbow
Fading in the twinkling of an eye
Gone too soon

Shiny and sparkly
And splendidly bright
Here one day
Gone one night

Like the loss of sunlight
On a cloudy afternoon
Gone too soon

Like a castle
Built upon a sandy beach
Gone too soon

Like a perfect flower
That is just beyond your reach
Gone too soon

RIP

RIP