Continuing the cracktastic insanity with Negima/Evangelion:
Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.
Quote:There were a lot of things for Eva to dislike about the current loop. For starters, her alleged superiors, especially the Commander, were people she wanted to hit with a Lightning Axe on general principle. Her fellow pilots weren't much better. But there was one very pleasant benefit for being a pilot for NERV from the perspective of a nosferatu...--
LCL. Ritsuko claimed that it was a synthesized compound, but Eva knew what it really was. Blood. Sweet, power rich blood, hers for the taking. And partake of it she did, to the point where the technicians were wondering why every time she piloted or had a sync test, her plug apparently formed a leak.
It had taken her some effort, but she had finally found the main storage facility of all of that wonderful blood deep beneath the GeoFront. Using the power she had gained from her previous samplings, a spell to force open the doors was simple.
The crucified Angel in the room was unimportant to Eva. What really mattered was that below it was the only sea of blood to exist outside of poetic license. More blood than any vampire would ever see in their entire unlife. Millions upon millions of gallons of blood, and it was all hers.
Three hours later, Central Dogma was shaken by a belch of colossal proportions. Fifteen minutes after that, Evangeline Athansia Katherine McDowell passed into the Next Great Iteration by means of a truly spectacular case of indigestion.
Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.