And I bet she didn't play it.
Only a tiny bit. She also just likes watching Shinji walk away, since he's got nice, firm... *cough* moving on.
That would explain why the PbP game he was GMing really went down the drain at that point. Not that I blame him, it was kind of dying anyways, and twenty+ players in a character driven RP was just way too much.
20+ ? Holy crap. Yeah, that's way too many.
Toes it have fuzzy not!Ewoks?
Not even. In fact, change a few names and it might as well be it's own, intricate original setting. There are a Hell of a lot older and more crazy things going on than just SEELE, including our Big Bad. We've got Evas, but that can be made into just 'giant robot/cyborg things', since we don't have to stick to the canon 'it has to be their mother or an Angel haxx' thing. (The soul in the Core of Jane's Unit-06 is in fact Zeruel. They get along like Khornate sisters. :) )

And while many of the canon cast have shown up, they're very different people, and so share little but the names in a lot of ways. Commander Ikari has shown up, but he's actually divorced from Yui, who is a Pilot. Yui is a Pilot as part of a deal to leave Shinji out of NERV entirely, in fact. He made a brief cameo as a successful concert cellist. Rei is around, but she's #1) a clone of Yui without her memories, made when they thought the valuable AT-Field expert was dying, #2) far from the emotionless girl of canon (she's outgoing, energetic, and quite comfortable in her sexuality), and #3) dating Akram. Asuka was not just the Second Child, she was the lead trainer of all the Pilot Cadet (Neo-Spartans) at NERV Berlin, a superhuman augmentee via soul-grafts & other enhancements, and is dating Gregor. She's actually the 'cool redhead' Asuka admires in the CC trailer, for a recursive joke.

So no, no not!Ewoks here. But this is really an original setting with an Eva skin (and Eva drama and trauma), and it is awesome.
 
I'm just a player in this one. Our GM is the redoubtable @Arkalest, who has helped us match and even surpass canon levels of angst, drama, conspiracy, and much more. We've also managed to a ton of comedy, romance, and other madness on Arkalest's Wild Ride.

I might put up a version of our logs at some point, if he doesn't mind, but be warned: We have no less than 8 Pilots (7 Evas, 1 T-RIDEN-T), and this campaign has been running since January, so there are at least 2000 pages of logs at this point, covering 8 months of in-character time. We've had several knife fights, three comas, one actual death (he got better), four couples formed, an imminent wedding, and a Christmas party that included Kaworu in assless chaps, a vibrator made of Eva armor, and a FisterBot that ran amuck with it.

Jane Marie Chewong Tsai is a 16 year-old Chinese-American girl from Texas, sent to be an Eva Pilot because Mother Said So. She has since learned her mother is a mad scientist on a scale Doctor Doom would applaud, she herself is a partial-clone genemod project of her mother's, and that her whole life has been a Truman-Show-style stage show to shape her to be her mother's great work: Humanity 2.0. She's also been hit with a memetic soul-infection that will slowly corrupt her into madness. She'll likely be insane by the time she's 25, if she lives through fighting wave after wave of much more aggressive and coordinated Angels than canon. And she's not even the central plot!

On the other hand, she's got a brilliant, sweet, dedicated girlfriend (who is the clone of the woman who was partly responsible for Second Impact), four Angel kills, a vital cause to fight for, and a team that for all its crippling flaws and traumas is a tight, supportive group that extends great effort to hold each other up. This is Eva. If the Pilots of NERV-Thalassa are going down, they're going down fighting side-by-side.

And for further fun, @IcePickLobotomy is Samuel Tennit, also from Texas, and who was once known as 'Psychic Shinji' for being a depressive AT-Specialist, but now is forevermore known as 'Soulslut', because he sticks his soul into everything.

@Yezar is Yi Ping Yang, our Chinese T-RIDEN-T Pilot. She's lost a fight with a tree, and despite being 20, is the little sister of everyone on the team. She and Jane's families have... tried to genocide each other. A little. They get along, somehow.

Update still writing. I might have to collapse and finish it tomorrow.

We sort of have an inversion of age versus imouto power going on. The team mom is the youngest of the group and has flat-out momrolled people before, Yi Ping's nature as a baby sister overwhelms her age, and Shula's both the oldest of the main pilot group at 18, and the little sister of everyone but Yi Ping...

It's one of my great regrets that I neglected to keep the knife fight counter updated.

The German man and an Amazonian redhead chasing people with what looked like the mutant child of a power drill and a computerized toaster.

Deathtoaster was best toaster.

And then finally the hot Arab pilot and an almost equally hot pale guy with silvery hair and red eyes playing each other in a volleyball match that would have Maverick and Goose panting with suppressed homoerotic envy.

This is what happens when the team adults become unavailable via fanservice-induced comas.

You know, I feel a little short changed that my PC's main claim to fame in this thread is that he is a The soul-slut. (As much as I would like to deny that title by now, I really can't.)

Hey man, you coined that phrase at literally the exact same time I did.

With lots of blood and screaming, usually from other people?

I quote:

06: |we are THE ONE WHICH DANCES ON THE EDGE OF THE END... WE ARE.. THE ENGINE OF EXTINCTION.|
Jane: |....we're a god of Armageddon?.....that's....that's.... KICKASS!|
 
Finally finished the first chapter and the first part of the second.

The thing I really liked was how you portrayed the general awkwardness of it all, especially on Asuka's part- The beginning of Chapter 2 had me a little worried with how the internal monologue on Asuka's part started in terms of flow, but it smoothed over rapidly.

Also Misato is horribly fun to read about.
 
Finally finished the first chapter and the first part of the second.

The thing I really liked was how you portrayed the general awkwardness of it all, especially on Asuka's part- The beginning of Chapter 2 had me a little worried with how the internal monologue on Asuka's part started in terms of flow, but it smoothed over rapidly.
Thanks. Things were a little rough at the start, but I found their voices pretty quickly and it smoothed out.
Also Misato is horribly fun to read about.
Hee hee hee. Wait until you get to Chapter 8.
 
Finally finished the first chapter and the first part of the second.

The thing I really liked was how you portrayed the general awkwardness of it all, especially on Asuka's part- The beginning of Chapter 2 had me a little worried with how the internal monologue on Asuka's part started in terms of flow, but it smoothed over rapidly.

Also Misato is horribly fun to read about.
Welcome new reader. You're in for a fun, funny, emotional ride.
Hee hee hee. Wait until you get to Chapter 8.
Oh, that's nothing. Wait 'till you see the number of Eva fics Strypgia's inspired. Seriously, click on the 'Strypgia is alright I guess' tag.
 
Welcome new reader. You're in for a fun, funny, emotional ride.

Oh, that's nothing. Wait 'till you see the number of Eva fics Strypgia's inspired. Seriously, click on the 'Strypgia is alright I guess' tag.
Er, dude? That's the GM for the AdEva campaign I've been talking about. He's aware. :) A couple have been plotted by us in the discussion channel, in fact.
 
Chapter 8.9
Fuck it. I was incredibly pissed earlier to....day. So I wrote comedy to feel better. You guys reap the benefit. It's 0444, I have a headache that could kill a man, and this hasn't been beta'd. Enjoy. Hopefully I'll still remember writing this when my alarm goes off in...90 minutes. Fuck.

Chapter 8.9
Advent

+++++++++++++

Major Katsuragi stepped out of the elevator and shuffled tiredly to her door. Wednesday had been bad? Thursday was even more draining. Meetings, endless meetings where everyone wanted NERV to cover the costs of every last part of the reconstruction. More endless meetings and briefings on the timeline for restoring Unit-00, Unit-01, and Unit-02 to combat readiness. Endless piles of paperwork, all of which could only be completed at her level. It was almost enough to make her wish for the simplicity of another Angel attack... except once that ended it would only mean she had twice as much paperwork now due...

Misato paused at the door and took a deep breath. She could do this. This was home. Even last night hadn't been too weird. Asuka treating Shinji like her personal serving boy was not that unusual. Even the 'mistress' bit and the foot massages wasn't that nuts. She had to admit, it did seem like something Shinji wouldn't mind doing, getting to put his hands on Asuka with not just her permission, but her instruction.

'I wonder if Asuka was trying to use that as a hint for Shin-chan to try a little more? I really need to give them a push...' She considered and discarded a few ideas on that front as she swiped her card through the slot and opened the door.

The sound of clattering in the kitchen and television in the living room greeted her. She smiled. This was nice. The normal sounds of her coming home. She stretched her back out until she felt her spine pop as she walked past the kitchen, the flash of an apron-wrapped body catching her sight out of the corner of her eye as she passed.

A pair of bare feet and legs sticking out of shorts poked out from the couch that was still dragged near the TV. Some random action movie was on, and the Child on the couch probably not even watching, their feet idly kicking. Misato smiled again. The usual state of affairs when she came home was back. It would be a nice change after the last few days of oddity. She trudged towards her room to change, pulling her jacket off.

'Now, what to wear to best #1) tease Shinji, #2) make Asuka jealous and provoke her into flaunting her own bod at him in territorial response, and #3) make me look hot in case Kaji drops by? Hmm... if Asuka can lay around in a tank and short-shorts, so can I!' She was out of her uniform and most of the way into a nice comfy set of cut-off shorts and a yellow tank when she heard the opening salvo of the usual battle start.

"OI! BAKA! WHERE'S MY DINNER?!"

She started to smile at the familiar opening, then froze. 'Th...that was not... that wasn't Asuka!' She rapidly finished tugging on the shorts and styled her hair into a high ponytail as she trotted back into the living room. "Asuka, what's go.... what."

The Child on the couch had indeed jumped up to yell at the occupant of the kitchen, a bag of potato chips clutched in one fist as the other pointed angrily, a posture Misato had seen the Second Child adopt many times. Legs toned by hours of NERV training led up to athletic shorts, a white tank top, and an A-10 Interface headset atop the Pilot's head.

Really, Shinji didn't look half bad in the outfit.

"I'm hungry! Hurry it up!" he shouted at the cook.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's taking longer than I expected! It took me a while to finish all that homework, and I got started later than I expect-" Asuka tried to defend herself.

"I don't want excuses, baka! I want dinner!" Shinji rolled right over her protests.

Misato's jaw hung open as she desperately shifted her stare to Asuka, hoping it wasn't as bad.

The too-long belt holding up Asuka's black student trousers stuck out the side from under the pink apron she was wearing, and there were a few stains of dinner ingredients on the cuffs of her white school shirt. Her hair was bound off in a ponytail by a hair tie at the top of her neck, falling smoothly in a red waterfall, since there was no Interface Headset to get in the way for her.

"Guh," Misato observed shrewdly.

"It'll be ready in just a few more... oh, I'm sorry, Pen Pen." Asuka looked down at her feet, where the warm-springs penguin had pecked her in the leg gently to draw her attention.

Pen Pen stared back up at her with a cool expression. "Wark," he said.

Asuka nodded. "I forgot. Yours is ready, yes. Here you go." She took a plate of fish off the counter and handed it down to him. Pen Pen accepted it with a nod, and toddled into his freezer-room, closing the door.

"Oh, so he gets his dinner first? I rate lower than a stupid bird?!" Shinji growled. "Well, it's good to know what the Great and Invincible Asuka-sama thinks of me!"

"I'm sorry! It's not like that, Shinj!" Asuka pleaded, waving her hands at him. "I'll have dinner ready in just a couple of minutes, I promise!"

"Alright, both of you, hold it!" Misato shouted over them.

They both fell silent and looked at her, faintly surprised, like they'd only just now noticed she was there.

Misato let them stare at her in silence for a moment before stalking past them, into the kitchen, and over to the refrigerator. She pulled out a can of Yebisu, popped the top, and drained the beer in one long pull. "Ahhhhh, that's better. Ok, one of you explain to me what the heck is going on here! Why is Shinji watching TV and you cooking, Asuka? Since when do you cook? And what happened to 'mistress'?"

Asuka blinked at her. "I... I always do the cooking, Misato-san?"

"What."

"I do the cooking, and the shopping, and the cleaning, and you and Shinji do... umm... things," Asuka offered. "You help clean sometimes."

"What."

Shinji sniffed. "I keep my room spotless. You keep out, Second Child! I don't want you going through my underwear." Shinji shot Asuka a dirty look. "I can guess what you'd do with them. Pervert."

"Shinji, I do all the laundry anyway..." Asuka said quietly.

"What."

"Are you feeling alright, Misato-san?" Asuka looked at her, concerned.

Misato shook her head, and grabbed another beer.

Shinji rolled his eyes "Whatever. I'm going back to watching TV. Call me when dinner's ready. Which better be soon, Second Child."

"Yes, Shinji," Asuka said meekly.

Shinji stomped back into the living room, and Misato drained the second beer. "Asuka, is this some kind of joke?" she asked, trying to hide her headache and confusion.

Asuka looked at her, looking just as puzzled. "I... don't know? Um... dinner will be ready in a few minutes. Could you help me set the table, please? I'd really appreciate your helping me like this."

Misato looked despairingly at the bottle of Snake-Killer Sake on the shelf behind Asuka. 'I don't think beer alone is going to save me tonight...'
 
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Really funny, even if I think that this one might be a bit too... out there, for Misato to shrug off with beer. I don't know, I feel that this scene would have fit better as another omake than as a part of the main story.

By the way, have a hug, Stryp. /hug
 
Poor, poor Misato. By the time these two are done with you, you won't even know which way is up anymore. :D
 
Can't breathe... laughing...

(Hilarious snip, Stryp. Hope you get through your day and that it's better than the last one.)
 
XDDD

Keeping her unbalanced? No, Asuka will stop only when Sato breaks out the schnapps.
except once that ended it would only mean she had twice as much paperwork now due...
'as'
She stretched her back out until she felt her spin pop as she walked past the kitchen,]
spine
Pen Pen stared backup at her with a cool expression.
'back up'
Holy crap, I can't wait to hear the explanation for this one.
There seems to be none; they probably act the next day as if she's crazy when she asks about Thursday.
 
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Fuck it. I was incredibly pissed earlier to....day. SoI wrote comedy to feel better. You guys reap the benefit. It's 0444, I have a headache that could kill a man, and this hasn't been beta'd. Enjoy. Hopefully I'll still remember writing this when my alarm goes off in...90 minutes. Fuck.
Hugs. You get all the hugs.

'I wonder if Asuka was trying to use that as a hint for Shin-chan to try a little more? I really need to give them a push...' She considered and discarded a few ideas on that front as she swiped her card through the slot and opened the door.
So close yet so far TacOps Director.

The Child on the couch had indeed jumped up to yell at the occupant of the kitchen, a bag of potato chips clutched in one fist as the other pointed angrily, a posture Misato had seen the Second Child adopt many times. Legs toned by hours of NERV training led up to athletic shorts, a white tank top, and an A-10 Interface headset atop the Pilot's head.

Really, Shinji didn't look half bad in the outfit.
Freaky Friday? But it's Wednesday.

The too-long belt holding up Asuka's black student trousers stuck out the side from under the pink apron she was wearing, and there were a few stains of dinner ingredients on the cuffs of her white school shirt. Her hair was bound off in a ponytail by a hair tie at the top of her neck, falling smoothly in a red waterfall, since there was no Interface Headset to get in the way for her.
Nice bit of 'role play' by Shinji and Asuka.

"Guh," Misato observed shrewdly.
You are either not sober or drunk enough to comprehend the situation.

Misato looked despairingly at the bottle of Snake-Killer Sake on the shelf behind Asuka. 'I don't think beer alone is going to save me tonight...'
Nothing can save you Misato. :whistle:
 
"Ritz? I gotta ask you something. Has there ever been any incident of cross-Pilot mental contamination?"
"No, never. And even if something like that had happened it would be pretty obvious immediately. Why?"
"Ok, Then I'm just really, REALLY overworked then. I hope."
 
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