Speaking of tying people up.
From, of course, the latest of 'Shinji and WH40k'.
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Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.
Quote:BAM!
BAMBAMBAM! CRACK!
The door to the Katsuragi apartment was kicked open. "What the hell?!" Misato shouted, already reaching for the nearby drawer where she kept her gun. Then, she remembered it was locked; for safety's sake considering there were teenagers in the place. "Crap." She reached to throw a plate at the intruders.
She put down the sukiyaki. "Okay, now what is this about?" There outside was Maya Ibuki, still in her NERV uniform. She was breathing heavily, but had a particularly determined expression.
"Oh, sorry for interrupting, Misato-sempai. We just have a new treatment plan." She gestured towards Shinji. "Seize him. Now."
Rei and Mana entered and forced the boy to the floor. Confused and curious, he did not offer any resistance. Until they handcuffed him with arms behind his back. "...hey!"
"What's going on?" Asuka asked.
"It occurred to me that we haven't exactly tried 'everything' in getting rid of whatever lingering stress or emotional insecurity he may have. Don't worry, we asked the meditation tutors over at the temple... it might work, it's a legitimate procedure." The boy's eyed widened with fear.
"So you mean..." Misato ventured.
Those up at the temple were were tantric Buddhists. "Yes. We haven't tried sex." Maya replied tonelessly. "Maybe even with multiple partners. Perhaps even simultaneously. And repeatedly."
"YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS!" Shinji and Asuka yelled together. "NO WAY, THAT'S INSANE!"
Rei took out a device. "Do not make me use this on you, pilot Ikari."
"Is... is that a ball gag?" gasped Asuka.
"Help." Shinji begged of his room-mates. Asuka considered how it was three-against-one, and found that such odds did not intimidate her at all. She began to rise from her seat.
"Hmm... bring her too." Maya said offhand, pointing to Asuka. The girl fell back on her chair and tumbled to the floor.
"Oh, no you don't! Stay away from me, you crazy deviants! MISATO! DO SOMETHING!"
Misato took another swig off her beer. Maya was acting too serious, too... overblown dramatic. Then, the younger woman winked playfully. Misato chuckled. Fine, she could play along. The boy was just taking everything all too seriously.
"Okay, just bring them back tomorrow. They've got classes." She touched her chin and made a thoughtful pose. "I don't suppose... no, a fivesome's enough for now. Go on, have fun."
From, of course, the latest of 'Shinji and WH40k'.
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Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.