Benjamin Tyree III
b.k.a. Shinji Ikari The 10 o'Clock Assassin
Terror-Dack-Chill/Mobile Otaku Band/Davis Anime Club
tyree3@pacbell.net
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WARNING: This fanfic contains adult situations and coarse language. Viewer's
discretion is advised. All characters herein are 18 years of age or older.
Thursday, July 23, 2020. 7:45 a.m. Packard Bell/NERV Laboratory,
Sacramento 3. Security guards' changing room. Some futuristic-sounding,
yet post-Madonna-ish, rap song is being played from the nearby radio.
Shinji: This is just terrible. Now even Ice Cube is sampling from Madonna.
Kenshin: Yep. He'll probably top the Billboard charts for another year de
gozaru.
Jin-e: Fuck that 52 year old geezer! You should check out what those "No
Limit" punks are doing!
Shinji: What? What are they doing?
Jin-e: These guys are churning out "rubber-band" music, spewing their poorly
written "lyrics" on it, and people are just snatching them up like
"Beenie Babies!" These guys are the "Microsoft" of rap!
Kenshin: Oro-oro. And those people from "Bad Boy Entertainment" de gozaru.
Since the copyright law has been deminished by popular vote, they're
sampling from every known musician who's ever lived on this planet de
gozaru: Menudo, Mozart, the Native Americans...
Shinji: Canibus.
Jin-e: CANIBUS?!! That guy could rap the living daylights out of those new
punks coming out now! I could smoke a cigarette and he'd be done
before it burns 1/4 of the way down!
Shinji: If only I hadn't crippled him during AMeX ChaFT...
Jin-e: He was talking bullshit! He would've never shut up if you hadn't
crippled him!
Shinji: But I didn't mean to cripple him...
Kenshin: The Wu-Tang Clan though de gozaru. That group had set the standard
for all rap artists everywhere de gozaru.
Jin-e: That's right! Those guys had the best shit on the block!
Shinji: But for most of the major clansmen to die in a horrible plane crash
during a world tour... That was just horrible!
Kensuke: Oh woes and sobs! The greatest rap group of the 1990's has left the
living world de gozaru! :^o^:
Shinji: And what do we have for a replacement?
Jin-e: "Cash-Makin', Gun-Clappin', Weight-Pushin', Ho-Fuckin', Weed-&-Liquor,
No-Respect-For-Nobody Gang Of Playas... FROM SPACE!!"
All 3: Uuuuuugghh!!
[My apologies, everyone. Ice Cube's "Pushin' Rhymes Like Weight" was playing in
my brother's room, and I just had to let that out.]
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KING NEON SUCCESSOR REPORT!
(OUSHIN SENKAN HAKUSHO!)
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Assignment 3: Slow Grind Japanese!
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9:21 a.m., the PB/NERV front gate check point. After Shinji lets in a
late-comer for today's work, he starts rapping to the tune of RZA's
"Unspoken Word." His train of thought's been broken by the engine sound of
a stylish 18 Chevrolet Coupe De Grace.
Shinji: Yes, good morning! May I see your licence and registration, please?!
A bald-headed African-American guy around his 40's, turns slowly around to
face the now weary security officer. His "Gordi La Forge" style glasses reflect the
sunlight shining through the thinning sky.
Franklyns: Hey, kid. I'm Ben Franklyns from the "Cash Makin' Playas."
Shinji: [From Space??!!] (Looks into his book of visitors for his name, but...)
Sorry. I can't find your name here.
Franklyns: A message from me an' my crew: If you don't have anythin' nice to say,
don't say it.
Shinji hears a sound and then turns around to see someone rise from the back
seat with an elephant gun. The trigger's pulled, letting lose a large unweilding blast
that can be heard 50 miles away. Shinji ducks out of the way in milliseconds, the
bullet only grazing his cheek. And the armed man keeps firing his weapon, leaving
holes all around the checkpoint. Franklyns then pushes the gas pedal and the Chevy
plunges through the hard metal gates.
Rion Aida is at the control center witnessing his horrific attack. She sounds
the alarms and goes on the loudspeaker to warn everyone about two assaulters in a
rather tough Chevy. ("Built in America, built tough." If only the manufacturers
knew...)
The "Coupe De Grace" makes its ground at the trailer loading docks. Police
and guards are firing at it, but the metal just won't dent. The two CMP's (From
Space) return the favor with MiG-11 submachine guns; their bullets going through
almost anything they want.
Jin-e: (Ducking from a stray shot.) If this gets anymore violence-heavy, the
genre would need to be changed from "lemon" to "action!"
Kenshin: (Firing back, without success.) Now all we need is some blood-hungry
predator from outer space busting in and decimating these characters
de gozaru.
Shinji: (Peeping from behind a trailor; shakened, stirred, but is planning to go
down smooth.) Maybe not...
Shinji fits his pistol with an emergency blast rocket. He then descends to the
pavement and aims at the fuel tank under the Chevy. He fires, and the Chevy goes
up in a wild blaze of fire and smoke. Everyone marvels at this sight.
Shinji: See, I heard somewhere that the Chevrolet "Coupe De Grace" series
had to be called back because of some manufacturing defects. I think
they were obsolete mufflers, bad steering, and exposed fuel tanks
among other things. But despite that, people still bought the series
because they're considered classics, so uh...
Jin-e: Shut the fuck up and have a marshmallow.
Kenshin: "On a stick" de gozaru.
Sure enough; Jin-e, Kenshin, and the rest of the security guards (casted from
the Rurouni Kenshin series) are roasting marshmallows and hot dogs on sticks.
Kenshin: You can join us if you want de gozaru, Shinji-dono.
Shinji: Uh... Toxic fumes, guys!
Upon hearing this, everyone goes into shock and throws the sticked food into
the fire.
A little later on Shinji's in the medic's room where his scarred cheek is being
treated by Sacramento 3's #1 nurse, Megumi Takani.
Megumi: You're one lucky man, Mr. Ikari. One nanosecond sooner, and you'd
be eating out of the side of your mouth.
Shinji: (Feeling the bandage on his cheek. He talks to his dad through the
visu-com.) Is this some idea of a bad joke upon my person, dad?
Gendou: Far from it. Low-talent rap artists are targeting companies like mine
because we won't help advertise their products.
Shinji: Hadn't they had enough help in advertisement? They already got most
of the big name companies. Now they want science labs, too?
Megumi: Maybe they're angry because we won't let them use the Evangelions.
Gendou: [That's suppose to be a secret!]
Rion: (Her back to the wall near the door.) Maybe they're pissed off because
we insulted them too much. Huh?
Gendou: (Sweatdropping.) Ahem! At any rate, you've done a good job. The
police will take care of things from here. You and the rest of the guards
get the day off, paid. (Visu-com blinks off.)
Megumi: (Giggles.) It would be a shame if we lose you, being so cute and all.
Well, I gotta go. More troubled lambs to treat... (Singing...) "Bo-bby
Di-gi-taaallllllll..." (Leaves the medic room.)
Rion: (Takes a seat near Shinji, who's sitting on the bed.) Well, there's a fine
plot for a story! Rap stars going into labs like Kamekazies, the cast of
Rurouni Kenshin guest-starring as security officers...! I thought
someone's going to die here!
Shinji: (His eyes suddenly catching Rion's white panties under her short, frilly
skirt.) Gulp! I thought... I was gonna die, too...
Rion: (Suddenly catching his gaze.) What are you looking at?
Shinji: Uh... Just realizing how beautiful your legs are... Heheh...
Rion: Pervert. I bet you want to go all up inside of me, right?
Shinji: Well, it would help...
Moments later, Shinji and Rion are in a secluded room. He moves her
panties aside and starts licking on it as she pulls his cock out of his pants and
proceeds to suck on it. After a while, they start to get wet with each other's saliva.
Then, Shinji places his staff into Rion's waiting pussy and proceeds to ram it in and
out, getting her juices all over her panty crotch. They both try to stifle their moans
as they gratify each other. But it couldn't be helped; the sex was too great.
Rion: Shinji... Stop now. I'm going to come.
Shinji: But what about me?
Rion: I want your come... I want you to come... on my glasses.
With that, Shinji removes himself from Rion as she fingers herself to a climax.
Her wetness comes out of her pussy like a torrent. Shinji positions himself over her
face and, with her help, brings himself to a climax. He shoots his sperm all over her
wide glasses and into her mouth...
Rion Aida 20 Japanese-American
College Greens, Sacramento 3
Security Guard, Packard Bell/NERV
Some variations of Muay Thai
Note: Helped as Aika's aide during the "Scavaging Year."
Meanwhile, Jin-e and Kenshin are in the control center witnessing such a
sexual feast.
Jin-e: Man. I guess Shinji does fuck more than us. Maybe we need to be a
bit more competitive.
Jin-e Udou 36 Japanese-American
Rancho Cordova, Sacramento 3
Security Guard, Packard Bell/NERV
Ansatsu Ken (Assassin Sword)
Note: His cousin's name is Remy "Gambit" Lebeau
Kenshin: Oh no, Jin-e-dono. Not again de gozaru.
Kenshin Himura 28 Japanese
Rancho Cordova, Sacramento 3
Security Guard, Packard Bell/NERV
Ansatsu Ken (Assassin Sword)
Note: Currently hiding a terrible secret.
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KING NEON SUCCESSOR REPORT!
Cash Rule #1: Earn It With As Much Ease As Possible.
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Saturday, July 25, 2020. 10:40 a.m. Shinji is sleeping on the living room
floor with Gai, Lucky, and Natsumi. It's been yet another night of gang-banging for
the Gekiganger team + 1. So they're all laying on the floor half naked. The phone
rings near Lucky's head, waking him up a bit. He sluggishly picks up the phone...
Lucky: Yeah, what's up? Yeah, he's here. Who's this? Okay, I'll get him.
(Turns to Shinji and tries to wake him up.) Yo, man. Wake the fuck
up, man. It's that girl from Pac-Nerv Security.
Shinji: Huh...? Huh? Okay, I'm away. (Grabs the phone.) Moshi-moshi?
Rion: It's me, silly! Who was that guy? Your boyfriend?
Shinji: Of course not! He's one of my roommates.
Rion: Oh, I'm sorry. Say, you're not busy today, are you?
Shinji: (Looks over to Natsumi, who immediately wakes up and starts sucking
on Lucky's hardening cock. Lucky starts freaking out. Shinji decides to
take the phone somewhere else.) No, I won't be busy. What's up?
Rion: You know that kamikaze attempt from the Cash Makin' Playas [From
Space] a couple days ago? I just happen to have found some
information regarding that incident. Let's say we meet over at Kenshin
and Jin-e's place and talk about it around one-ish.
Shinji: I don't know where they live, exactly. Hold on, let me get a pen and
paper.
As Shinji grabs his utencils, Natsumi now has Lucky stuffing his big cock into
her ass. She moans loudly, but not so loud as to be heard by the phone Shinji's
using. Lucky wants to get it over with and rams her hole hard. And thus the
continuous ramming brings Lucky to a climax. He shoots his sperm into Natsumi's
tight hole, bringing her to an orgasm. Shinji manages to write down the address and
shares his "joigins" (goodbyes) with Rion. When he goes into the room to hang up
the phone, he finds Lucky a drained corps and Natsumi seductively rubbing the base
of the phone along her pussy.
Natsumi: Now, let's see. You want to hang up this phone, and I want you to do
me. I think we can reach a compromise here.
Shinji: S- sure, Natsumi. But, I got some friends to meet today. So, I don't
want to stay with you too long.
Natsumi: Oh really now? Just remember that I still have the tape.
Shinji: Okay, you win. But first, could you douche for me?
Natsumi: Okay. But no tricks. Got that?
As Natsumi goes into the bathroom, Shinji starts a pot of coffee and leaves
the waffles to defrost. After a while she calls out that she's ready, and that's his cue.
He goes into the bathroom, kisses her mildly on the lips, and proceeds to eat her
pussy. Natsumi returns the favor by sucking on his manhood...
1:10 p.m. Shinji knocks on the door of the lavish Cobblestone apartment
home of Kenshin and Jin-e. The person to open the door is Kenshin, dressed in a
traditional Japanese kimono. It's red with purple chrysanthemum flowers all
around, complimenting his red hair.
Shinji: (Eyes bugging out.) HUH?! Isn't kimonoes suppose to be worn by
ladies?
Kenshin: You should talk de gozaru, Shinji-dono.
Shinji's wearing his Iori Yagami-style fight suit from AMeX ChaFT 20: fully
buttoned Stanford shirt, buttoned vest with tornado symbol on his back, and brown
Bugle Boy Jeans. Complimented with green-blue Adidas tennis shoes.
Shinji: Well, the rest of my clothes are at the laurndromat. [My roomates and
I screw so much that we have little time for anything else.]
Kenshin lets him into their abode, and upon coming into the living room he
finds Jin-e in his Ansatsuken samurai robe and Rion in her extremely casual summer
wear.
Shinji: (Looks over to Rion, who's sitting position exposes her frilly white
panties.) What is this? Casual day?
Rion: (Shows Shinji a list.) I've been searching on the Internet, and here's
what I've found. A list of all the companies that are participating in
the sales of "Cash Makin' Records."
Shinji: (Looks over the list.) Hmph. Remind me to never buy Pepsi again. Or
Coco Cola... Or Royal Crown... Screw it! I'll drink coffee and tea
from now on... Screw it! I'll just drink tea...! DAMN IT! I'LL JUST
HAVE WATER...!! HUH??!!
Jin-e: Forget it, kid. CMR owns almost everything under the sun.
Shinji: But the Bureau of Clean Water is part of the federal government!
What business does it have for rap artists?
Rion: That was my question also. But then I went to look at the past record
sales of the artists under CMR. What I found is that whenever they
release a song on the radio, it instantly becomes popular. And that said
song will stay at number one on the billboard charts for months on end
or until the next CMR song comes along.
Kenshin: (Handing everyone some freshly made tea.) I ve been living in Japan for
a while. And whenever a pop artist comes along there, he or she
becomes popular by trial and error. This is completely unnatural de
gozaru.
Jin-e: (Taking a large sip of that tea.) Those Cash Makin' Playas From Space,
and their affiliates, each made numero uno for the past three years.
And so many other talented musicians wanted them as a guest
appearance on their songs. Shit! "Banc Roul" was featured on a
Sesame Street nursery rhyme. SESAME STREET FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!
Shinji: (Adds some sugar to his tea, and then sips it.) Do you think it may be
subliminal messaging? (Everyone stares at him like he's from Pluto,
but Shinji stays firm with his question.)
Jin-e: (Starts laughing so hard that he almost spills his tea.) Fuckin' A, kid!
Your dad has taugh you to be as deep as pussy!
Shinji: Well it's a no-brainer. Scandalous Records came out in 2014. After a
few records they couldn't get enough money, power, and respect. So
they soon fell off the map of rap. Two years later they came back as
Cash Makin' Records, and they came with a vengence. My guess is
that they wouldn't have came back if they didn't have some sort of
edge. Right?
All three of them agreed in unison. Ten minutes of silence has passed, except
for the teens outside playing a song from one of CMR's most volatile rappers;
Killemal.
Kenshin: So, what do we do de gozaru?
Rion: Well, first I'm going to see if Shinji's correct with the subliminal
messages. If he is, then I'm going to take it to the attorneys and let
them see what they can do.
Jin-e: Okay, let's change the subject. Shinji! You think that you're the best
fucker in town, do you?
Shinji: What?! NO I'M NOT!
Jin-e: Don't fuck with me, kid! Because I've seen you! Every other day I see
you with a new whore. Just the other day you were getting it on with
Rion here!
Rion: Well, maybe he treats people a lot nicer than you! (Sticks her tongue
out at him.)
Jin-e: Well I don't get it! I've seen him use his thing. It's not really that
impressive compared to mine.
Shinji: It's not the size that counts, you know. It's the relationship shared by
two loving people that fan the flames of passion.
Jin-e: Oh shit, kid! You're breaking my heart!
Rion: He's right, you know!
Jin-e: (Takes a look over at Kenshin, who's looking serious, and then turns
back to Shinji.) Okay, kid. I'll give you the benefit of the doubt.
Jin-e swallows down the last of his tea. And then he proceeds to pull out his
9-ft cock. Shinji starts to gawk at it. Rion starts gawking at it and her panties
get wet. Kenshin starts staring at it and starts to get real horny. He then comes
over to where Jin-e is and (to Shinji and Rion's surprise) grabs onto his dick
and proceeds to suck on it.
Rion: Ewwww! That's gross!
Shinji: You and Kenshin are a homosexual couple?!
Jin-e: Homosexual my ass! Remember near the first end where the bio said
Battousai had a terrible secret?
As Kenshin continues sucking, Jin-e removes part of his clothing to reveal his
flat, masculine chest and his... Moistening, well-shaved pussy.
Rion/Shinji: KENSHIN'S A WOMAN??!!
Jin-e starts moaning louder and louder as Kenshin continues to suck on him.
He finally grunts out as he orgasms and spews his manstuff out of his cock and down
Kenshin's throat. He, or rather she, licks up the last remnants of his sperm.
Kenshin: (Clearing throat.) You see, I wasn't born normally like other girls de
gozaru. I have an extremely flat chest de gozaru. At school, I used to
get picked on because I looked better as a guy than as a girl. Jin-e
maybe a foul-mouth brawler, but he sees me for the true person I am.
I didn't have to fool him as I did everybody else. I'm sorry if I
offended you in any way de gozaru...
But it was too late. Shinji and Rion were so horny from that experience that
they just started pounding away at each other.
Kenshin: Oro...
Jin-e: See? What did I tell you. I'm a big fucking dick. (Slides his hand
along Kenshin's back.) So, Battousai, do you wanna feel how big I am?
Kenshin: Oh, please... Be gentle de gozaru...
Jin-e takes his large member and slowly stuffs it into Kenshin's tight pussy.
She moans in a mixture of pleasure and pain. But Jin-e, little-to-no sence of
romance within him, plunges away into her. And Kenshin screams in pain as he fills
her up again and again.
Kenshin: I TOLD YOU TO BE GENTLLLLLLLE!!!
Jin-e: But you're already coming. Look! Your pussy juice is already coating
my dick and balls.
Jin-e decides to quit ramming her with his rod. He then jerks himself off,
bringing himself into an orgasm and shooting his seed all over her vagina lips. He
then gives Kenshin a loving hug and gently kisses her on the lips.
6:30 p.m. A luxury dwelling in West Laguna Creek. Megumi Takani,
Sacramento 3's #1 nurse, is subjected to her own sexual examination. The person
running this exam, Kanryu Takeda.
Kanryu: Oooh, I'm gonna come again...!
Megumi: Oh, this isn't fair...
Kanryu rams her for the last time. He then shoots his seed all into her pussy,
filling her up with her come. But he looks to find that the expression on her face
hasn't changed. She's still as calm as ever.
Kanryu: Hmph. I just came into you for the 12th time. And you're still not
impressed?
Megumi: I been through this before, Kanryu. Oral, anal, rape, gang-bangs,
S&M, video taping, chocolate syrup... I've been rammed with 15-inch
dildoes... You have nothing for me.
Kanryu: Well. There must be a reason you keep coming to me. You realize
that nobody in my place can do it better. I'm rich, famous, handsome,
my cock is big, and nobody does business better than me.
Megumi Takani 25 Japanese
Valley Hi, Sacramento 3
Level-3 Medic, Packard Bell/NERV
Note: She's been raped at a young age.
Megumi: Oh, I've been meaning to talk to you about your associates. The other
day, Ben Franklyns and Morai Kyuryo (Get Paid) from CMP had ransacked the
PB/N Laboratory with guns blazing and nearly took some people's lives.
Kanryu Takeda 29 Japanese-American
West Laguna Creek, Sacramento 3
CEO of Capitalistic Records International, owner of Cash Makin' Records
Note: He's just some high-school dropout (no GED or nothing) who just got lucky
on the lottery. The only thing he excels in is business.
Kanryu: Oh really now? Well, I must say... Those Cash Making Players From
Space really get spacy when it comes to dealing with other people's
criticism. I will have a talk with them. But... I just wanted to know if
you've done what's required of your services.
Megumi: (Pauses) The code has been put into their MAGI computers. It's
already working it's little magic within the RAM chips.
Kanryu: Very good, my pet. [ Hmhmhmhm... Fools! Your "Angel"
biotechnology is meant for me to control! If I can't have it, then I will
destroy it! I will destroy anything that gets in the way of my world, or
at least the US, domination.]
To Be Continued In Assignment 4.
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Shinji Ikari hails from Neon Genesis Evangelion courtesy of Gainax.
Rion Aida hails from AIKa courtesy of Saibunkan/Emotion
Kenshin Himura, Jin-e Udou, Megumi Takani, and Kanryu Takeda hail form
Rurouni Kenshin courtesy of Sony Entertainment.
All other characters belong to their respectful owners and companies.
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Assignment 4 Preview
Tasuki: HOT DAMN! We got a great fanfic for you next time! AmeX ChaFT
20 is still rolling along nicely as Yagami Assassin Shinji Ikari joins up
with two very beautiful ladies hailing from the "Mysterious Players!"
Yui: I'm the lusty Magatama warrior Yui Hongo. I'm very pleased to meet
you, Shinji.
Miaka: (Eating a bowl of rice and veggies.) And I'm the three-time wrestling
champion Miaka Yuki! I'm ready to rumble! BRING IT ON!! BURP!!
Excuse me... (Giggles.)
Shinji: Meanwhile, my dad finds out that their's a ghost in the MAGI
machine. How will it be dealt with? Or will Kanryu's plan succeed?
Tasuki: Chikai!! Oushin Senkan Hakusho! "Forbidden Style Number 1201:
The Eight Maidens!" LEKA SHIEN!!!
Tamahome: WATCH IT!! You're burning shit up again!
Tasuki: Whoops! My bad!