The Play.
A Neon Genesis Evangelion Fanfic
By Chenalos
Don't Recognize
Chenalos@aol.com
Authors notes:
I know, It's been months, and I'm sorry. But here it is. Scene 3, which
will be the shortest thus far....-_- man, I suck.
The children find out that only the damned know how horribly perfect Hell is.
------------------------------
Scene 3: Stage is set identical to scene 1. Each child is on their
respective sofa. The director resumes his audience seat.
Director: (Flipping through the prompter) OK, guys I hope that little
reprive refreshed you. The next bit we'll be polishing is the
confession of Estelle, when she admits to killing her child. (a pause
as the children do nothing) Asuka, You start with 'You're hateful, both
of you.'(another pause then the director erupts, violently) Stop this.
I don't know what is wrong with you three, but snap out of it.
Shinji: We'll never do this play.
Rei: I don't seem to care anymore.
Director: Well, shit, I care isn't that enough?
Asuka: Who the hell are you?
Director: I'm the director!
Asuka: You're nothing. A director is nothing without actors.
Director: I'm sorry. Excuse me? Listen you waste of space, look around.
This is a theatre. This is our theatre, unchanging for thousands of years.
Our show is going to go on, for no other reason than the fact that putting
on a play is the only reason a theatre exists.
Shinji: What are you talking about?
Director: No-one can just exist in a theatre, it's designed to be a
spectacle. All the chairs face one direction, everything else except the
stage becomes oblivious. The lights go down, the stage is illuminated,
and suddenly the whole outside world becomes theoretical. You forget who
you use to be, in order to be someone completely different, and more...Life
on the outside isn't like life on the stage. It's not like the theatre.
It's...It's not even there. You can't have your regular life, as long as
you are here.
Shinji: Do you know where this place is? Where it's foundations lay?
This...is not just some bloody theatre house.
Director:(Stands up) That's precisely the point! Hell, The theatre, it
doesn't matter. They are one in the same, serving the same purpose. Simply,
the bottom line is, either way, your life does not belong to you anymore.
Shinji, Asuka and Rei are gone now. Only Garcin, Estelle and Inez remain,
so do the Child-death scene already!
Asuka: Shut up! Damn you! Shut up!
Director: Asuka, I have had it up to here with your loud-mouth prissy
bitch attitude.
Asuka:(rising) Mr. Director, let me tell you this. For the longest time, I
vowed never ever to cry, never to admit defeat and to never say die. I kept
it up for a long time. But now, all I want to do is collapse into a pile,
and sob until I'm blind. But they won't let me. My eyes are dry and
screaming for a stream of sobbing drops. My tear-ducts are dead, and they
seem to have been that way for some time. I'm scared, I'm trapped, I'm
defeated and admitting all that doesn't even change a thing here. (she
collapses in her spot)
Director: Oh, cry me a desert. Rei, you seem to have kept quiet over all
this, do you have anything to say?
Rei: (Rises) For the longest time I thought my life had a singular meaning,
that once I fulfilled that duty that I would be free.
Director: Free from what?
Rei: Everything. Then I could just become nothing. Now I am here, and I
understand that fate knows no pity, only fulfillment. There are no pardons
from life-row.
Director: Interestingly put. So, have you accepted your fate? Will you be
my actress?
Rei: Never.
Director:(Throws his hands up in disgust) Why not?
Rei: What more can I fulfill? What more can I do?
Director: Louder!
Rei: What purpose is there for me here except futility? I cannot act. I
cannot be saved. I shall be damned quietly, and finally, once and for all,
become nothing, as I have always dreamed.
Shinji: Rei, Why do you say that?
Rei: No-one ever wanted such a replaceable shell.
Shinji: Stop it! How dare you say that after my father took all the love I
ever wanted and gave it to you?
Rei: He never loved me, he only needed me.
Shinji: What about me, Rei? Didn't I try to love you?
Rei: Did you?
Shinji: I must have, you meant something to me Rei, a mystery that was only
Just so far away from being solved, had I only had the courage to search.
Rei: You learned of all my secrets, and it terrified you, so you abandoned
me. Do you want me to believe you still wanted to love me?
Shinji: I was scared, that made me forget what you mean to me.
Rei: What do I mean to you?
Asuka:(getting up) Yes, Shinji, did you ever try to have you're own little
doll girlfriend?
Shinji:(Points at Asuka) Don't call her that!
Asuka: Oh, I understand, defending your precious liebshen? Fine, have her as
long as you can program her.
Shinji:(Pushes Asuka) I said Quiet, don't talk about her like that you...
bitch!
Asuka: Bitch, Huh? So! The truth finally comes out. Living in the same
house, sharing the same life. Becoming comrades, joining in one blissful
moment, as our mouths locked together, meaningless! You truly did hate me
all along, didn't you?
Shinji:(Drawing back) No! I did not hate you!
Asuka: Liar! From day one, I was "bitch." Shinji, I thought it would be an
eternity before you finally admitted it to me. You hated me from the very
start, and all you want is your precious Ayanami.
Shinji: I dove into hot lava for you!
Asuka: You show off! I called you that when you first did it, and I never
suspected otherwise, you HAD to be the hero in front of everyone. Shinji
Ikari, my knight in shining armor strutting his stuff.
Shinji: Asuka, I truly only wanted to protect you. That's why I did it.
Asuka: Fine, Shinji then just answer me this. Shinji...Do you love me?
Shinji: WHAT?!
Asuka: Do you love me, or am I just a bitch and some damsel in distress?
Shinji:(backing away) How could you ask something like that?
Asuka: Because, believe it or not I want to know. Did I really have a
friend in you? I've always had my doubts. Now I want assurance. Shinji,
you say you don't hate me, but do you love me? (pause)
Rei:(approaches Asuka) I want to tell you something.
Asuka: Oh, there's a first. Fine wonder-girl, what's on your mind?
Rei: The hardest part about playing Inez is that I have to be a lesbian, and
you are the only other girl in the room. That has been keeping me
restrained from acting my best.
Asuka: If anything else, Rei at least you are reliable. Constant, assured
hate. From the moment I first met you I tried to get to know you better.
Knowing that I failed every time just assured me that there was one person I
could count on. Do I disgust you?
Rei: Yes.
Asuka: Why? Because Shinji might get to like me? Because I was a better
pilot? Because I was the first pilot to want to live my own life? Because
you thought I would replace you? Why?
Rei: We have an eternity together. I think that's long enough. Shall I
start?
Asuka: Let me tell you something first, Ayanami.
Rei: Very well.
Asuka: I hate this play, I really do. But there is one perk to it. Just
near the end of it. That one segment when I wad up my tongue to the roof of
my mouth. At least I think it's my tongue. Anyway, that moment, when I
slurp a big glob of spit. I kind of hold it there, wet and bubbly and sticky
white with mucus. The feeling of it is better than any meal I had on earth.
I love to experience it, just before I pucker my lips, and void it into your
arrogent-looking, painted-puppet face. You can't imagine how wonderful
it is.
Rei:(spits in her face) Yes I can.
Asuka:(wipes it away) Oh, I see. (she grabs Rei, and thrusts her down) You
fucking bitch! I'll bury you under this floorboard.
Rei:(Rolls her over, and screams suddenly loudly) You can't do anything.
Cold, dead, gone. Nothing. (she slaps her, Asuka punches Rei in her stomach.
Suddenly Shinji springs from the spot he is in and tries to separate them.)
Shinji: No! Stop, this is Hell enough without this.
(general panic ensues, as the three struggle, Asuka and Rei fighting, and
Shinji trying to separate them. In the End Shinji Pins Asuka face down on
the floor with his knees, while grappling Rei, her Arms bound in his tightest
Bear-hug. There is a pause. Then the Director begins to applaud.)
Director: I knew it. This is what I'm looking for. The stage remains a
stage. The show must go on, because it can't do anything else. Thank you
for treating me to the most dramatic performance I have ever seen. This is
what I want. This is what our play should have. It should have this much
chemistry. As long as we have a stage we will always have a show.
Asuka: Shinji, let me up
Shinji: No, Asuka
Asuka: Dammit, Shinji!
Shinji: Will you promise to leave Rei alone?
Asuka: For now, yeah. Just let me up already.(he complies, and releases Rei)
Mr. Director, you're not getting one point here. It's really quite simple.
(she kicks over a sofa) This is what I think of your damn play. (She pushes
another couch over and thrusts it against the upstage wall. Finally, she
gets behind the last sofa, and topples it over. Finally, she approaches
upstage center) You're stupid fucking play means nothing to me now. I'm
better off with the demon back-stage, Goodbye. (she exits right)
Director:(To Rei and Shinji) Alright, fine. You three and the boy, the four
of you work it out. Then we'll decide just how hell shall burn for us.
Get off the stage (Rei and Shinji Exit right)
(Lights go down, end of scene 3)
------------------------
Authors notes: I really didn't want to drag out the heavy profanity, but Hell
doesn't seem like a place for "Good-golly-geepers! This is most upsetting."
To all those offended, I'm sorry.
As for the lateness of this work...Well, you got it now, so I won't comment.
I need the correct spelling of "liebshen" German for "loved one"
I don't really have any thanks out for this one, but to all my former
editors and still semi-tight comrades, thanks for constant support.
The final curtain will fall in my next release.
Neon Genesis Evangelion is owned by Gainax. Which if you ask me, should be
burned down for making hamster hentai and End of Evangelion.
"No Exit" by Jean-Paul Sartre, Vintage International Version, October
1989 (c) 1989 by Alfred A. Knopf, Inc. 201 East 50th Street, New York,
New York, 10022. All rights reserved.
Chenalos@aol.com
This story (C) Chenalos
Brought to you by 14 Rivers Productions
A Neon Genesis Evangelion Fanfic
By Chenalos
Don't Recognize
Chenalos@aol.com
Authors notes:
I know, It's been months, and I'm sorry. But here it is. Scene 3, which
will be the shortest thus far....-_- man, I suck.
The children find out that only the damned know how horribly perfect Hell is.
------------------------------
Scene 3: Stage is set identical to scene 1. Each child is on their
respective sofa. The director resumes his audience seat.
Director: (Flipping through the prompter) OK, guys I hope that little
reprive refreshed you. The next bit we'll be polishing is the
confession of Estelle, when she admits to killing her child. (a pause
as the children do nothing) Asuka, You start with 'You're hateful, both
of you.'(another pause then the director erupts, violently) Stop this.
I don't know what is wrong with you three, but snap out of it.
Shinji: We'll never do this play.
Rei: I don't seem to care anymore.
Director: Well, shit, I care isn't that enough?
Asuka: Who the hell are you?
Director: I'm the director!
Asuka: You're nothing. A director is nothing without actors.
Director: I'm sorry. Excuse me? Listen you waste of space, look around.
This is a theatre. This is our theatre, unchanging for thousands of years.
Our show is going to go on, for no other reason than the fact that putting
on a play is the only reason a theatre exists.
Shinji: What are you talking about?
Director: No-one can just exist in a theatre, it's designed to be a
spectacle. All the chairs face one direction, everything else except the
stage becomes oblivious. The lights go down, the stage is illuminated,
and suddenly the whole outside world becomes theoretical. You forget who
you use to be, in order to be someone completely different, and more...Life
on the outside isn't like life on the stage. It's not like the theatre.
It's...It's not even there. You can't have your regular life, as long as
you are here.
Shinji: Do you know where this place is? Where it's foundations lay?
This...is not just some bloody theatre house.
Director:(Stands up) That's precisely the point! Hell, The theatre, it
doesn't matter. They are one in the same, serving the same purpose. Simply,
the bottom line is, either way, your life does not belong to you anymore.
Shinji, Asuka and Rei are gone now. Only Garcin, Estelle and Inez remain,
so do the Child-death scene already!
Asuka: Shut up! Damn you! Shut up!
Director: Asuka, I have had it up to here with your loud-mouth prissy
bitch attitude.
Asuka:(rising) Mr. Director, let me tell you this. For the longest time, I
vowed never ever to cry, never to admit defeat and to never say die. I kept
it up for a long time. But now, all I want to do is collapse into a pile,
and sob until I'm blind. But they won't let me. My eyes are dry and
screaming for a stream of sobbing drops. My tear-ducts are dead, and they
seem to have been that way for some time. I'm scared, I'm trapped, I'm
defeated and admitting all that doesn't even change a thing here. (she
collapses in her spot)
Director: Oh, cry me a desert. Rei, you seem to have kept quiet over all
this, do you have anything to say?
Rei: (Rises) For the longest time I thought my life had a singular meaning,
that once I fulfilled that duty that I would be free.
Director: Free from what?
Rei: Everything. Then I could just become nothing. Now I am here, and I
understand that fate knows no pity, only fulfillment. There are no pardons
from life-row.
Director: Interestingly put. So, have you accepted your fate? Will you be
my actress?
Rei: Never.
Director:(Throws his hands up in disgust) Why not?
Rei: What more can I fulfill? What more can I do?
Director: Louder!
Rei: What purpose is there for me here except futility? I cannot act. I
cannot be saved. I shall be damned quietly, and finally, once and for all,
become nothing, as I have always dreamed.
Shinji: Rei, Why do you say that?
Rei: No-one ever wanted such a replaceable shell.
Shinji: Stop it! How dare you say that after my father took all the love I
ever wanted and gave it to you?
Rei: He never loved me, he only needed me.
Shinji: What about me, Rei? Didn't I try to love you?
Rei: Did you?
Shinji: I must have, you meant something to me Rei, a mystery that was only
Just so far away from being solved, had I only had the courage to search.
Rei: You learned of all my secrets, and it terrified you, so you abandoned
me. Do you want me to believe you still wanted to love me?
Shinji: I was scared, that made me forget what you mean to me.
Rei: What do I mean to you?
Asuka:(getting up) Yes, Shinji, did you ever try to have you're own little
doll girlfriend?
Shinji:(Points at Asuka) Don't call her that!
Asuka: Oh, I understand, defending your precious liebshen? Fine, have her as
long as you can program her.
Shinji:(Pushes Asuka) I said Quiet, don't talk about her like that you...
bitch!
Asuka: Bitch, Huh? So! The truth finally comes out. Living in the same
house, sharing the same life. Becoming comrades, joining in one blissful
moment, as our mouths locked together, meaningless! You truly did hate me
all along, didn't you?
Shinji:(Drawing back) No! I did not hate you!
Asuka: Liar! From day one, I was "bitch." Shinji, I thought it would be an
eternity before you finally admitted it to me. You hated me from the very
start, and all you want is your precious Ayanami.
Shinji: I dove into hot lava for you!
Asuka: You show off! I called you that when you first did it, and I never
suspected otherwise, you HAD to be the hero in front of everyone. Shinji
Ikari, my knight in shining armor strutting his stuff.
Shinji: Asuka, I truly only wanted to protect you. That's why I did it.
Asuka: Fine, Shinji then just answer me this. Shinji...Do you love me?
Shinji: WHAT?!
Asuka: Do you love me, or am I just a bitch and some damsel in distress?
Shinji:(backing away) How could you ask something like that?
Asuka: Because, believe it or not I want to know. Did I really have a
friend in you? I've always had my doubts. Now I want assurance. Shinji,
you say you don't hate me, but do you love me? (pause)
Rei:(approaches Asuka) I want to tell you something.
Asuka: Oh, there's a first. Fine wonder-girl, what's on your mind?
Rei: The hardest part about playing Inez is that I have to be a lesbian, and
you are the only other girl in the room. That has been keeping me
restrained from acting my best.
Asuka: If anything else, Rei at least you are reliable. Constant, assured
hate. From the moment I first met you I tried to get to know you better.
Knowing that I failed every time just assured me that there was one person I
could count on. Do I disgust you?
Rei: Yes.
Asuka: Why? Because Shinji might get to like me? Because I was a better
pilot? Because I was the first pilot to want to live my own life? Because
you thought I would replace you? Why?
Rei: We have an eternity together. I think that's long enough. Shall I
start?
Asuka: Let me tell you something first, Ayanami.
Rei: Very well.
Asuka: I hate this play, I really do. But there is one perk to it. Just
near the end of it. That one segment when I wad up my tongue to the roof of
my mouth. At least I think it's my tongue. Anyway, that moment, when I
slurp a big glob of spit. I kind of hold it there, wet and bubbly and sticky
white with mucus. The feeling of it is better than any meal I had on earth.
I love to experience it, just before I pucker my lips, and void it into your
arrogent-looking, painted-puppet face. You can't imagine how wonderful
it is.
Rei:(spits in her face) Yes I can.
Asuka:(wipes it away) Oh, I see. (she grabs Rei, and thrusts her down) You
fucking bitch! I'll bury you under this floorboard.
Rei:(Rolls her over, and screams suddenly loudly) You can't do anything.
Cold, dead, gone. Nothing. (she slaps her, Asuka punches Rei in her stomach.
Suddenly Shinji springs from the spot he is in and tries to separate them.)
Shinji: No! Stop, this is Hell enough without this.
(general panic ensues, as the three struggle, Asuka and Rei fighting, and
Shinji trying to separate them. In the End Shinji Pins Asuka face down on
the floor with his knees, while grappling Rei, her Arms bound in his tightest
Bear-hug. There is a pause. Then the Director begins to applaud.)
Director: I knew it. This is what I'm looking for. The stage remains a
stage. The show must go on, because it can't do anything else. Thank you
for treating me to the most dramatic performance I have ever seen. This is
what I want. This is what our play should have. It should have this much
chemistry. As long as we have a stage we will always have a show.
Asuka: Shinji, let me up
Shinji: No, Asuka
Asuka: Dammit, Shinji!
Shinji: Will you promise to leave Rei alone?
Asuka: For now, yeah. Just let me up already.(he complies, and releases Rei)
Mr. Director, you're not getting one point here. It's really quite simple.
(she kicks over a sofa) This is what I think of your damn play. (She pushes
another couch over and thrusts it against the upstage wall. Finally, she
gets behind the last sofa, and topples it over. Finally, she approaches
upstage center) You're stupid fucking play means nothing to me now. I'm
better off with the demon back-stage, Goodbye. (she exits right)
Director:(To Rei and Shinji) Alright, fine. You three and the boy, the four
of you work it out. Then we'll decide just how hell shall burn for us.
Get off the stage (Rei and Shinji Exit right)
(Lights go down, end of scene 3)
------------------------
Authors notes: I really didn't want to drag out the heavy profanity, but Hell
doesn't seem like a place for "Good-golly-geepers! This is most upsetting."
To all those offended, I'm sorry.
As for the lateness of this work...Well, you got it now, so I won't comment.
I need the correct spelling of "liebshen" German for "loved one"
I don't really have any thanks out for this one, but to all my former
editors and still semi-tight comrades, thanks for constant support.
The final curtain will fall in my next release.
Neon Genesis Evangelion is owned by Gainax. Which if you ask me, should be
burned down for making hamster hentai and End of Evangelion.
"No Exit" by Jean-Paul Sartre, Vintage International Version, October
1989 (c) 1989 by Alfred A. Knopf, Inc. 201 East 50th Street, New York,
New York, 10022. All rights reserved.
Chenalos@aol.com
This story (C) Chenalos
Brought to you by 14 Rivers Productions
