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Scene 6
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Instrumentality.
Shinji is sitting in a chair, surrounded by figments of his imagination. Asuka, Misato, Rei, and those three bridge bunnies whose names he could never remember, are all standing in a circle around him, telling him things about his life which he'd rather not know.
All he can do is sit there, giving weak objections, feeling utterly worthless. As the horror goes on, he stops paying attention to what is actually said, and starts mumbling "It isn't true, it isn't true...", more to himself than to the things around him.
He sits like this, desperately trying to block out the all-to-real illusions.
Then, suddenly, he becomes silent. Sensing that a decision is about to be made, a decision that will change the world, the other voices stop. Waits.
Shinji slowly looks up, watching his imaginary friends. And speaks...
"Screw you guys, I'm going home!"
With that, he makes a rude gesture and walks out of the room.
The persons/illusions in the room look at each other with confusion. Then one of them shrugs.
"Buggerit, then." The others nod. "What'd y'all say, we go down to the nearest pub and get sloshed. I mean, it's the end of the world and all..." Approving murmurs.
"Yea."
"Best idea yet."
"All this instrumentality crap has gotten me thirsty."
"Yea, buggerit all, I say."
"Right, like, if God wants a damn apocalypse he can come down here and fix one himself."
"Right. The lazy bastard..."
"You said it, girl..."
Their voices disappear out of hearing as they leave the room.
In heaven, God(Anno) is wondering what the hell just happened.
Scene 6
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Instrumentality.
Shinji is sitting in a chair, surrounded by figments of his imagination. Asuka, Misato, Rei, and those three bridge bunnies whose names he could never remember, are all standing in a circle around him, telling him things about his life which he'd rather not know.
All he can do is sit there, giving weak objections, feeling utterly worthless. As the horror goes on, he stops paying attention to what is actually said, and starts mumbling "It isn't true, it isn't true...", more to himself than to the things around him.
He sits like this, desperately trying to block out the all-to-real illusions.
Then, suddenly, he becomes silent. Sensing that a decision is about to be made, a decision that will change the world, the other voices stop. Waits.
Shinji slowly looks up, watching his imaginary friends. And speaks...
"Screw you guys, I'm going home!"
With that, he makes a rude gesture and walks out of the room.
The persons/illusions in the room look at each other with confusion. Then one of them shrugs.
"Buggerit, then." The others nod. "What'd y'all say, we go down to the nearest pub and get sloshed. I mean, it's the end of the world and all..." Approving murmurs.
"Yea."
"Best idea yet."
"All this instrumentality crap has gotten me thirsty."
"Yea, buggerit all, I say."
"Right, like, if God wants a damn apocalypse he can come down here and fix one himself."
"Right. The lazy bastard..."
"You said it, girl..."
Their voices disappear out of hearing as they leave the room.
In heaven, God(Anno) is wondering what the hell just happened.