Trip 01: SETTING ORANGE
This is just a bizzare idea I had while majorly sleep deprived. I already have Neon Cognogenesis Omega, which is based on sumerian mythology. But I had just recently become a Discordian, and I considered what it would be like if SEELE and NERV were discordian organizations.
Shinji stood in the green phone booth, in the center of the empty city. Picking up the phone to try to make a call, he barely noticed two bumper stickers, on opposite sides of the booth. On the right, "TARDIS". On the left, "THIS BOOTH RESERVED FOR CLARK KENT".
The sun was like a giant golden apple, edging closer and closer to the horizon. The heat was bothering the purple-haired woman, who had engaged willingly in the ill fortune of wearing a black polyester dress. Around her neck was a round pendant, but at the moment, we cannot recognize exactly what is on it. So it goes.
She had been waiting here for an hour, outside the exit to the train station. Don't ask me why I know this -- I don't even know who I am. Just as I am likely a disembodied limited-omniscient narrator, you (as an audience) may not exist at all. Wierd, eh? Anyway, back to the woman... (Wait... Somewhere, in a white room, Rei Ayanami is screaming) She was supposed to pick up a young boy who had been recruited (to what, I wonder), and bring him to a man named Episkopos Gendou Ikari. Not that I know who this Gendou Ikari person is right now, anyway.
She noted that this was the only exit to the train station, aside from an emergency exit with a broken alarm. Surely, he wouldn't use the emergency exit? He seemed like a good kid, if meek and easily confused. She had been watching him from her MAGI terminal for weeks ("just for work", she says, "honest!"), even though he's never met her. Oh, what problems that could cause -- an older woman watching a 16 year old boy from the shadows, on her computer screen. (Somewhere, Rei Ayanami whimpers as the needle breaks the membrane, and all goes quiet).
Just on a whim, the woman decided to check outside the other exit. Surely enough, there was the boy, standing in a phonebook with a sticker covering the glass in front of his face, reading "Where am I going, and why am I in this handgun?"
"Ikari-kun!" The boy looked up.
Somewhere, people were becoming robot cabbages. Rei Ayanami was screaming again, and Magus Keel jolted awake from a deep, restless sleep, an image in his mind of a pentagon made of green neon eyes. He glanced at a Dr Ritsuko Akagi sleeping beside him, and vowed to stay off the acid -- a vow he would break in 2 hours and 3 minutes, when he saw something that would change his life forver.
As I said, this is a bizzare idea. I'm trying on a new writing style (that of Robert Anton Wilson), so don't worry -- I'm not slipping; it's supposed to be campy and disorganised :P. Btw, kudos to whoever can get all the references :D.