[Private]
[the journal clatters to the ground as some crashing is heard. It was a least nice enough to private his meltdown. the smash of a television against some glass that... could be a mirror as well and he let's out a rather anguished scream]
YOU'RE WORTHLESS! AND STUPID! AND PATHETIC JUST LIKE SHE SAYS! JUST LIKE EVERYONE SAYS! AND YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST ... JUST DIED!
What's wrong with you!? CAN'T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT?! OR DO YOU JUST LET PEOPLE DIE!?
[A crash of something else being tossed and him kicking something, probably the DVD player. And... Pen-Pen is definitely hiding in his freezer.
And finally he collapses on the floor, sobbing]
What's the point? Everyone would be better off without me. I'm pathetic and... and...
And I'm so fucked up.
[spots the journal] God dammit...
[/Private]
[his voice is angry and raw from all the screaming]
If anyone still has anything marked "Ikari Shinji", I want it back NOW.
[ooc: uh, anyone who was in the hallway of 503 can feel free to have heard all that XD ALSO if anyone who didn't sign up to find his memories, there are... a ton left to have been found. Feel free to claim some.]