NARRATOR: There are all kinds of bombs in the 31st century.
NARRATOR: Smart-bombs not quite smart enough to think of self preservation.
NARRATOR: Total conversion bombs for which a little bit goes a verrry long way.
NARRATOR: Epaulet bombs you foolishly wear next to your neck.
NARRATOR: Grenades, nukes, limpets, land mines, mortars, bouncing bettys... The matrix of payloads, detonators, casings, and delivery systems yields an all-but-infinite variety of ordnance, products of highly fertile imaginations raked either over the coals of necessity, or through the sewers of sociopathy.
VIDEO CASE: *printed* ISHTAR 2
MINE: *printed* NOT A STEP
NARRATOR: Kevyn Andreyasn has created numerous bombs in his day. He's dropping one now...
KEVYN: Captain Tagon was killed in action this morning.
SFX: KA-BOOM
NARRATOR: Oh, the carnage.