SInce it's been a while, I think I might double-post just to bring this thread back to life. I just finished ch.12 on my Eva fic. I'd like to ask your opinions on whether I should have a highly disturbing and angsty scene
(EXTREMELY NIGHTMARISH SCENE (IT IS A NIGHTMARE.) AND DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE TOO YOUNG OR GET DISTURBED BY GORINESS, VIOLENCE, OR EXTREME EMOTIONS. Try watching End of Evangelion for something like it. I don't take any responsibilities for this, et cetera.)
Shinji’s face moved down, slowly, inexorably, towards Asuka’s trembling lapel. She whispered something that he could not hear, and so he ignored it. She kept repeating the same words. He continued to ignore her. Urgently, he fumbled with her blouse, trying to unbutton it, but, as if alive, the buttons eluded him.
Asuka’s words became louder.
Shinji ignored her and kept trying to undress her.
Her words became pleading.
“Don’t ignore me! Help me! Somebody, please…”
Shinji looked up. Suddenly, her left eye was a gaping hole, and blood mixed with jelly gurgled from it, trickling down a hanging, bisected eyeball. In horror, he lifted his hands from her breasts, to find them covered in gore. Her chest had been slashed open, and her right arm split in halves. Asuka was screaming now, and the entire universe was bloodstained.
“You killed me. You ignored me when I needed you the most, and in doing so, you killed me.”
“No! I’m sorry! I-”
“’Sorry’ can’t bring me back to life.” She accused.
“But, you’re alive! I saw you just now!” he protested.
“Am I really alive?” she asked.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m dead. My heart is dead. I’m dead, and I’m going to be dead, until somebody warms me up. Until somebody decides that they want me.”
“But, I want you! I care!”
“Really now? What do you want?”
The bleeding phantom of Asuka ripped away her clothes. She stood now, naked, exposing every inch of the countless lacerations across her body. She leaned in, kissed him on the lips, and lay on top of Shinji, smearing crushed intestines all over him.
“This, Shinji Ikari, is what you want. You don’t care about me at all. You want my body, and that’s all. Do you really care about me? You must’ve been really happy when I came back unblemished. Did you take the time to soothe the scars in my soul? Did you even care? Or were you just happy that I had a perfect body that you can have your way with?”
“THAT”S NOT TRUE! I TRIED TO HELP YOU! I TRIED TO MAKE YOU HAPPY! I TRIED TO HELP YOU HEAL! WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT?”
His words echoed across the empty graveyard. Confused, he looked about. In front of him was a gravestone. It was broken, cracked and neglected, lying in a forgotten corner of the forgotten field, slowly being destroyed by time.
Asuka Langley Soryu
December 4th, 2001-January 1st, 2016
Let whoever cared about her grieve.
“I died out there, that day. Mama made good on her promise to take me to heaven with her.” She whispered. “Where were you?”
Shinji sank down and frantically dug at the earth. A thin layer of yellow dirt revealed a cheap, plastic coffin that broke easily. In it was a ghastly, torn skeleton, whose mouth was twisted in an eternal scream of agony. A tattered Plug Suit wrapped the fragile bones, unable to protect its wearer, even in the very end.
“On that day, I found out that even you didn’t want me.” Asuka’s ghost purred. “So I guess this is where I belong; lost, forgotten, uncared-for, and never at rest…”
“YOU did this to me.”
Shinji screamed, Asuka’s ghost cackled mournfully.
“Come to heaven with me, Shinji, darling; come to your castaway Asuka. C’mon, idiot, COME JOIN ME IN THIS HELL YOU’VE LEFT ME IN!”
suddenly replaced by a very funny one.
Okay. Just seriously inappropriate; that's it. Standard anime WTF-ness
‘You can’t kill him for being an idiot, Asuka; you can’t kill him for being an idiot…’
She grabbed her pillow and quickly snatched up her sheets to cover her breasts.
“Stop being such a moron, Shinji,” Asuka told him. “I couldn’t care less what you did before anymore-”
She lifted the pillow.
“So-”
She brought it down hard over Shinji’s head with a solid crack.
“Stop-”
The pillow snapped Shinji’s head back as it hit him under the chin.
“Having these-”
Asuka balled her fist inside the pillow and punched Shinji in the nose, knocking him off the chair.
“Stupid-”
She raised her pillow back over her head.
“Nightmares, because you’re-”
Shinji’s knocked-out mind strained to understand that she was about to deliver the final coup de grace.
“DISTURBING MY SLEEP!” Asuka roared. Her pillow-encased fist hissed as it blasted through the air and thundered into Shinji’s solar plexus. The boy folded in two, and his head banged against Asuka’s arm. With a groan, he lay back, his eyes unfocused and his body limp.
Asuka looked at him, surprised.
“Did I overdo it?”
“What’s the matter?” someone outside yelled. Asuka could hear footsteps rapidly approaching.
“Oh, it’s nothing!” Asuka called back. Quickly, she drew Shinji onto the chair and propped him up as best she could, but his unconscious body simply fell into her lap. Hurriedly, she tried to lift him again, but only succeeded in turning his cheek onto her bare legs before Touji slid open the door and stepped in.
“Wha’ the-oh, sorry, did I intrude?” he asked, grinning evilly.
“GET OUT!” Asuka screamed. Shinji stirred on her lap, and reached up a hand, groping around for support. By sheer coincidence, the hand landed on Asuka’s breasts and grabbed the sheet off of Asuka’s torso, showing both of its glories to the cool morning air. Touji jumped.
“Holy-crap! D’ya always sleep naked, or was it just for last night with ‘im?”