Abilities/Powers: None. But since he used to pilot an Evangelion, he could probably pilot something similar to it. Otherwise, he's a normal kid. Items/Weapons: Just the clothes on his back and his SDAT player (that used to belong to his father). Sample Entry: Dear mun Asgard Eventide Masquerade log
Sample Entry Two: He was by himself. Again. And that was ok. It's like the boy once told Misato (when she worried about the idea of him living by himself), he was used to being alone. That is something he' s known since childhood.
A press of the play button and a 'click' would be heard if anyone were to be on the very same rooftop of this particular apartment. Blue eyes open when the music never came to his earphones.
Ah. It seems... that his SDAT player isn't working.
It looks like he would to go without his SDAT player or look for someone that could fix it.
Shinji Ikari just walking up to anyone in this place and ask for help with ease? That was almost as likely as snow in summer. So it is a given Shinji would rather just not bother and leave it for broken. Pity. He had no other means to tune out this world, now. This world that he never asked to be in. Then again. He never for a lot of things that had happened. He never asked to pilot the Evangelion. He never asked to see his father again. He never asked to kill the one person who he loved. Things just happened. He simply lived.
And that was what he was going to do here.
These ceilings would be unfamiliar to Shinji for some time now. And that was ok. Even when he was back in his own world, there never was a familiar ceiling to look up to.
What was he without his Evangelion, now? What would have been left now that there were no more angels to fight? (His purpose was done.) He wasn't much. He was Shinji Ikari. But he was here. He lived.
So with a heavy mind and a sigh escaping his lips, Shinji laid on his back to look up at the dark sky. His ear plug still set in place, hoping people left him alone, still. But he would be aware of anything going on around him. His potential roomates wouldn't need to wait up in him. The brunet seemed content out here for a little longer.
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Items/Weapons: Just the clothes on his back and his SDAT player (that used to belong to his father).
Sample Entry:
Dear mun
Asgard Eventide Masquerade log
Sample Entry Two:
He was by himself. Again. And that was ok. It's like the boy once told Misato (when she worried about the idea of him living by himself), he was used to being alone. That is something he' s known since childhood.
A press of the play button and a 'click' would be heard if anyone were to be on the very same rooftop of this particular apartment. Blue eyes open when the music never came to his earphones.
Ah. It seems... that his SDAT player isn't working.
It looks like he would to go without his SDAT player or look for someone that could fix it.
Shinji Ikari just walking up to anyone in this place and ask for help with ease? That was almost as likely as snow in summer. So it is a given Shinji would rather just not bother and leave it for broken. Pity. He had no other means to tune out this world, now. This world that he never asked to be in. Then again. He never for a lot of things that had happened. He never asked to pilot the Evangelion. He never asked to see his father again. He never asked to kill the one person who he loved. Things just happened. He simply lived.
And that was what he was going to do here.
These ceilings would be unfamiliar to Shinji for some time now. And that was ok. Even when he was back in his own world, there never was a familiar ceiling to look up to.
What was he without his Evangelion, now? What would have been left now that there were no more angels to fight? (His purpose was done.) He wasn't much. He was Shinji Ikari. But he was here. He lived.
So with a heavy mind and a sigh escaping his lips, Shinji laid on his back to look up at the dark sky. His ear plug still set in place, hoping people left him alone, still. But he would be aware of anything going on around him. His potential roomates wouldn't need to wait up in him. The brunet seemed content out here for a little longer.