[x] I felt someting weird. It was like a bunch of exclamation points in my head. There was something at the train station too.

Crappy vote to hopefully motivate someone into writing one that doesn't suck.
 
"Uh, i was taught not to enter transport devices with unknown people."
"Really now?"
"Yup."
"... you entered Katsuragi-sans car."
"Well yeah, she is kinda hot. Would you refuse her?"
"Point."
 
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You know, I actually award omake with wpts, and link to them in the index. :V

*hint hint hint*
 
I am bad at omake-making when there aren't much information to go on and I have no idea what the cross is or who those people are because of reasons. Anyways, I present you, W, an omake.

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The park had a relaxing atmosphere to it and you couldn't help yourself from closing your eyes, ingesting the peacefulness that your mind lacked in the previous days. It was difficult, not knowing what to say and not knowing what you think, your mind making suggestions, your body executing as you willed. As you inhaled the fresh air, you heard slow footsteps, the giggling of a man, a woman, and a son.

He looked up, hands outstretched as his father lifted him up and spun him around with a large smile, his mother gazing at them both with a smile on her face, laughing gently. As his father held him close to his chest, he laced his small arms to his father's neck, embracing him. They spun around again, the sun slowly disappearing as clouds covered the light. It rained and his father ran.

"Father, where is mother?" The kid questioned, gripping at his father's shirt as he sprinted away.

His father spoke, but the thunder overshadowed his words. The kid stared at his father's face and he was confused. Why was father crying?

His father stumbled and the kid fell. His father was on the ground, but he was still falling. The kid stretched out both his hands, no words escaping his lips as he expected his father to catch him.

Still, as the inky darkness consumed his body, his hands were still outstretched. Any time now, he thought, Father will always catch me.

Now, as he descended, the kid no longer knew whether his eyes were closed or not. He brought his hands towards his face. The kid cried and he folded his arms and knees to his chest. He--

"Shinji." You opened your eyes, tears flowing down your cheeks. You saw him. The father, your father, put his hands on your shoulders, gently shaking you. "Shinji, are you alright?"

And then, you smiled.

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crappy omake sorry bye
 
[X] "Now, this is all completely hypothetical. Let's say that things you need to tell me are about some sort of supernatural entity or such. If we were to assume that such things exists, what would be chances of them trying to telepathically communicate with me?"
-[X]"Ahahah, i mean it is obvious that something like is completely impossible and you would tell me if something dangerous is after me. Just asking to hear your thoughts on this matter, is all."
 
The w can be in either case when it's alone. It's only when part of the larger word that he takes beef.

[X] "I'm sorry, but did you hear something just now?"
-[X] If he says no, get in
 
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[X] "Now, this is all completely hypothetical. Let's say that things you need to tell me are about some sort of supernatural entity or such. If we were to assume that such things exists, what would be chances of them trying to telepathically communicate with me?"
-[X]"Ahahah, i mean it is obvious that something like is completely impossible and you would tell me if something dangerous is after me. Just asking to hear your thoughts on this matter, is all."
 
I've said it elsewhere, I'll probably say it again: The internet is a perpetual shame and disappointment engine.

The Internet

10. Input_Disappointment OR Shame
20. Input_{any_var}
30.
40. Output_(var*Shame)
50. Output_(Disappointment*Shame)
60. Output_(Shame*Disappointment)
70. Output = var
80. GOTO 20
 
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