Get in, losers. We're doing a CYOA again! This time with everyone's favourite
Rules are as ever simple. Options to proceed will be presented. After 5 votes (or, if voting is slow, a majority is reached) the most popular option will be selected and the story will continue. Also note, this story is entirely unscripted, unprepared, untested and highly dangerous.
Anyway. With that preamble out of the way, it's time for the moment you've all been waiting for- the beginning of...
Asuka's Absurd and Abominable Antics: The Movie: The Game: The CYOA, In Shocking 2D!
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The raucous buzz of your alarm clock rouses you from your sleep. You sit up in bed, stretch and yawn as you awaken, before slamming your hand down in a pointlessly dramatic karate-chop on the clock to silence it.
Whilst fairly awake and alert, you are rather grumpy; you had a very disturbing dream last night that someone had impersonated you in a big-budget movie of your career, but the fraud had done a very poor job of it. Not only had they gotten your iconic shade of red hair wrong, they couldn't even be bothered to call themselves by the right surname and had taken to wearing an eyepatch. And as for what they'd done to your beloved Unit 02...
Naturally, you are more than a little annoyed at this. You had been hoping for a dream of canoodling with Kaji in the back of a bright red Audi Quattro, after all. Peh.
You look at the calendar. It's a Friday; you have school today, which means time to vent your frustration is limited. In better circumstances you'd spend a good hour with the contents of the "massage therapy" box you keep under your bed, but there is no time and you don't want to get your CYOA prematurely locked. You will have to think of a quicker, more SFW means of stress relief.
You have a think to yourself. What could you do to get yourself into a good mood for the day ahead?
1: Go and annoy Shinji,
2: Go and annoy Misato,
3: Play some music obnoxiously loud,
Or 4: Call Hikari on the phone?