Subject: [FFML][EVA][SPAMFIC] Neon Genesis Exterminator
From: AlphSailor
Date: 3/13/1998, 10:23 PM
To: ffml@fanfic.com
CC: AlphSailor@aol.com

NGE Spamfic!
Thought I'd give it a try! Teehee.

All rights pertaining to Neon Genesis Evangelion and characters 
involved goes to GAINAX/Project EVA * TV Tokyo * NAS.


NGE Spamfic,
Neon Genesis Exterminator
By Sailor Alpha


	14th angel, Zeruel is seen attacking Tokyo-3, launching 
multiple t-cross attacks.

	Announcer watches the Angel, drinking NERV coffee (TM) 
when somebody shouts off-screen, "PSST! You're on air!"

	Announcer spits out coffee, "Huh? Oh sorry!" He quickly 
prepares as camera pans towards him.

	Announcer: "Having trouble with Angels? Can't get rid of 
them, no matter what you do? Well, worry no more, for we have the 
solution! We are Neon Genesis Exterminators! Created exclusively by 
us at NERV! We can eradicate any Angel for a flat fee of 200,000,000 
yen! We're excited to be able to provide you a live broadcast of what 
we can do."

	Announcer gestures to Zeruel who t-bombs a building near 
him, showering him with debris. Announcer brushes dirt off his suit, 
and shakes hand at the Angel.

	Announcer: "You're asking for it, pal! Call in Exterminator 
01!"

	A large aircraft appears overhead, and a large symbol of an 
angel (real one) painted inside a large red circle with a red diagonal 
stripe over it on the underside of its wings. It is carrying EXT-01, 
brightly painted in green and purple. EXT-01 disconnects from the 
plane and plummets to the ground.

	Announcer: "We are proud to present the most advanced Angel 
Exterminator technology in the world! Exterminator 01!  It can--"

	E-01 crashes into a tall building, and demolishes it. It lays 
there for a moment, moaning.

	Announcer shouts at the purple robot. "Hey! Watch what 
you're doing, you his 
head.

	EXT-01 is back on its feet and advancing towards Zeruel. It pulls 
out its progressive knife which emits a humming sound.

	Announcer" Ah, here we go. As I was saying, Exterminators 
are fully equipped to handle with any form of Angels. You can see 
that EXT-01 has activated its most efficient weapon, Progressive knife. 
Listen to that sound! It'll--"

	Sounds of dogs yelping is heard in background.

	Announcer: "Oh right. Dogs' ears are extremely sensitive to 
this sound. I'd recommend that you insert earplugs in their ears to 
prevent haring loss. Now back to the story, let's see how E-01 
handles this Angel."

	Camera pans back so we see the battle as well as the NERV 
announcer. Zeruel T-bombs EXT-01 who side-steps them easily and tries 
to cut up the Angel with its knife to no avail. The Angel knocks EXT-
01 into seven buildings.

	Announcer: "Oh, too bad about the buildings. Hope nobody 
were inside them..."

	The robot then expands its own AT Field.

	Announcer: "Ahh, that's one of our innovations. AT Fields 
can neutralize Angels' similar fields, rendering them susceptible to 
harm. We will now watch the Angel as it attempts to thwart our 
attempts. Of course it will be useless."

	Zeruel unfolded its aluminum sheet arms, snapping them like 
whip at the purple monster it saw. A moment, the Angel attacked, its 
arms lashing out at the robot.

	Announcer: "Watch how EXT-01 handles it..."

	Zeruel shears an arm off the purple robot, the one-armed living 
machine falls backwards into a building, blood spurting out of its 
missing arm. The amputated arm, on the other hand, goes flying and 
lands upright, forming a grotesque display.

	Announcer blinks: "Huh? That wasn't in script. Lemme check 
it out."

	Announcer grabs a pad of paper and leafs through it, 
muttering. In background, Zeruel zaps the Exterminator's body, 
exposing the core. It then attempts to perform a open-core surgery, 
and Announcer is extremely agitated.

	Announcer: "No, no, NO! That's not in the script! Damned 
Angels- they always mess things up! What's with that stupid robot 
anyway?!" He picks up a megaphone and screams at Zeruel, "Hey 
you! You don't have the right to do that!"

	The Angel produces a paper certifying that it has diploma in 
open-core surgery, and therefore is capable of attempting the feat. The 
certificate is signed by Angels Inc.. It then goes back to the operation.

	Announcer: "It can do that? Now what? If Angel beats EXT, 
we'll be humiliated..."

	Exterminator 01 suddenly reactives and punches the Angel 
away. It struggles to its feet, despite its bleeding wound.

	Announcer jumps around, happy: "Yes, go for it, EXT-01!"

	EXT-01 picks up a couple of cars and crams them into the 
empty slot where an arm used to exist. In moments the arm is 
regenerated.

	Announcer turns to the camera: "You're witnessing an 
incredible feat- EXT are totally capable of cloning body parts in case 
they are cut off! Now let's see if Angel can top that!"

	EXT-01 utters a piercing scream and goes berserk!

	Screams are heard off-screen: "On no! EXT-01's gone berserk 
again! Everybody run for your lives!"

	Announcer looks at the camera: "Now, now, there's no need 
for panic. It's perfectly normal. It has already happened before, no 
need to worry about it. Just watch it as it eliminates the Angel. Pretty 
soon, the 14th Angel will be no more! Only four left to go!"

	The Exterminator runs head-first with a progressive knife 
ready until it crashes into Zeruel. The robot stabs the Angel 
repeatedly.

	Announcer: "NERV guarantees no mess, no hassle, and no 
trouble at all! Just one flat price of 200,000,000 yen!"

	In background near the Announcer, members of Animal 
Rights Organization protests the slaughter of Angels. "Protect the 
Angels! Angels are Endangered Species!"

	Announcer fires few shots from his gun over people's heads 
to scare them away. He does not notice camera watching him: "Who 
invited them in anyway?

	EXT-01 throws away its knife and begins pulling Zeruel apart. 
An arm and armor plate goes flying. Blood spurts out.

	Announcer returns to camera and sweatdrops: "Uh, did I say 
'no mess'? I meant little mess..."

	A giant red gusher of blood jets into sky as EXT-01 impales 
the hapless Angel.

	Announcer: "Whoa, that's a lot. I had no idea that Angels had 
THAT much blood..."

	EXT stops impaling the Angel, produces progressive 
silverware and dines on the dead corpse.

	Announcer: "Wait, EXT-01's eating the Angel? It's not 
supposed to do that! Why is it doing-- hey, HEY! Don't record that!"

	Announcer blocks the camera's sight for a moment and sounds 
of robot munching on Zeruel is heard in background. The hand leaves 
camera as Announcer leaves. Puking sounds is heard off-screen.

	We watch EXT-01 eat Zeruel for a minute then the Announcer 
comes back.

	Announcer: "Ah what you're see is, umm... It's our method 
of getting rid of dead bodies. We will gladly remove any bodies at no 
extra charge! Yes?"

	Announcer is handed a cue card: "Yes, 'We'll have lots of Fan 
Service, too! See ya--' What the hell? This isn't the one! You gave me 
the wrong one!"

	Announcer goes off-screen as sounds of punches being 
thrown are heard. He returns a moment later with a black eye.

	Announcer: "Sorry about that. I apologize, folks. I--"

	EXT-01 has finished eating the Angel and rises, covered with 
Angel guts.

	Announcer wipes his forehead with a cloth and faces camera 
again: "Well, red certainly looks good on EXT-01, don't you think?"

	EXT belches loudly and passes wind.

	Announcer is caught off guard by scent and holds his nose, 
waving at air: "That STINKS! Somebody turn on the ventilation 
ducts! We'll die of gas!"

	A sign "NO SMOKING" flashes in background. Few minutes 
later, gas is cleared and Announcer returns to camera, bit pale now.

	"Ah, folks... Thanks for watching the demonstration, and I 
hope you--"

	A hand taps on Announcer's shoulder, then hands it out. A 
voice is heard off-screen: "You lost the bet. I told you that EXT would 
beat Angel in less than five minutes! Pay up!"

	Announcer yells SHUT UP! at the mystery man and turns to 
another crowd which is chanting. "Stop NERV! Protect the Angels! 
NERV must pay!"

	Announcer is then handed another cue card: "You are expected 
to meet Mr. Commander..."

	Announcer gulps then turns to the camera: "Again, I would 
like to express my thanks for viewing our demonstration. Remember: 
if you ever have an Angel trouble, call us at 1-800-NO-ANGEL. 
We'll even throw in a free NO ANGEL logo T-shirt for you! We look 
forward to your call!"

	Screen turns black.


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Sailor Alpha
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