Note: This post is "in character."

*The Death Match Arena was destroyed. Many fans died, and it 
seems that not all of the Death Match participants survived. As 
fighters and fans alike scour the building's remains to find more 
survivors, one man, with his wife, and a young fan, left the 
Arena almost immediatly. A day has passed since the Arena was 
destroyed, and still some of the participants remain, trying to 
salvage what they can and make sense of a senseless situation. 
But the man who left the crumbled shell of a building now stands 
in a field, wearing a trennchcoat, as rain drips down his face. 
He stands in a graveyard over the tombstone of a former friend, 
ally, opponent, enemy, and partner, SM_007.*

*As the dark and depressing clouds loom overhead, and rain beats 
down on the surroundings, Tridus stands over the grave of SM_007, 
the only person showing up. He knows that others hand their own 
superficial worries and needs, and it pains him that while he, 
too, is superficial, he can find the time to leave his character 
and pay respect to the man who wanted to just leave his character 
behind. Narri stands at his side while the priest reads out of 
the Holy Bible, and SM_007's grave is lowered into the ground. 
Narri whispers to Y2T.*

Narri: Is anyone else coming?

*Tridus just sighs.*

Tridus: No. Stefan is busy in a van, Sidious is busy talking 
about his raise, Sid is too busy just trying to get the show back 
on in a new building... All more important to them, I suppose, 
than this man's death.

*Tridus sighs again, and the priest closes his book, and walks 
away. The casket was finally placed into the ground. All that 
stands on the hill is a grave and a tree which looms over the 
coffin. Tridus turns around to walk away, still thinking of the 
destruction, the humanity, and the man in the coffin, whom nobody 
seemed to truly care about. Narri clings to his arm.*

Narri: You okay?

Tridus: No. And neither are we.

*And with that, Tridus pulls himself away from Narri and gets 
into his car. Narri follows a few steps behind, and without 
saying anything to each other, they drive off into the distance. 
Rain still makes pit-patter noises as it falls into the hole 
where SM_007's coffin is located, in the dank and dark afternoon 
when SM_007 was put to rest.*

SM_007
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