Here lies Naz, another noob who had fallen victim to a ban. Few people attended his funeral, some not even noticing his passing. Someone eventually yelled out the traditional "lol, fag," feeling compelled to keep up appearances. One girl stands out from the small group of mourners, the only one shedding tears for the boy. Avo had become known as a kind madam who accepted all wayward noobs, no matter how few brain cells they possessed. However,, despite her best efforts, every noob she met died within a month. She had high hopes for Naz, seeing him get resurrected once, but he had fallen prey to the dreaded beast of procrastination, and all was for naught. She wiped her tears away, getting up and heading to the nearby park, Newbie Central, to greet the next newcomer, still hoping that, one day, she would find someone who would rise above the ashes.
