Quote: Misato was distracted from the two as she surveyed her car. "Oh, God! It's a wreck and I still have 52 payments left on it." she moaned.
"Misato, relax. I'm pretty sure your insurance company will cover it. They can hardly blame you for the explosion and the JSDF has always covered
local damages, since that incident when a parade float of Godzilla got loose and they overreacted."
Later in the same story:
Quote: -Military complex war room---
Note: In order to avoid rehashing boring old scenes that don't differ significantly from canon, all technical jargon has been removed and
everything has been translated from 'diplomatic speech' into 'teenage boy bragging about dick size'.
"Hah! Like those overgrown tinker toys you've got will be of any use. Watch this shit!" an American four star general yelled.
Everyone watched the monitor as a fighter launched a rather large missile with N2 stenciled on the side.
BOOM
The monitor screen dissolved to static, as the blast wiped out the camera monitoring the battle.
"Hah, I love blowin' shit up!" the general smirked.
"Let the dust settle and you'll see how worthless your shit is." Gendo muttered, leaning back in his chair and touching fists with his dog,
Fuyutsuki.
"Nigga, please! Ain't nothin' gonna walk away from a nuclear bitch slap."
Sucrose Octanitrate.
Proof positive that with sufficient motivation, you can make anything explode.