[For the sake of being able to get in on some last minute backdated Fourth Wall Shenanigans, thanks to all the deities of time and space running around, not to mention the memory wiping sprites floating in the area, Shinji (and his wounds, or (currently) lack thereof) have no memory of
this log -- so in other words, everyone's favorite grump is walking around amongst the chaos with no idea what's going on.]
... Okay, I was fine with this shit when the light show started. Really. I could ignore it. It wasn't my problem.
[Now Shinji motions to the huge fucking parade of Absols following him.]
Sol! Sol sol Absol! Absol!
But whoever the fuck thought siccing these things on me was going to be funny? There is going to be hell to pay.