If planting bombs net enough, what can you do? You become bomb.

Eli Vance: "Why didn't they listen? We tried to warn them."
Scientist 2: "I never thought I'd see a resonance cascade, let alone create one."
Eli Vance: "Gordon, you're alive! Thank God for that hazard suit. I'm afraid to move him and all our phones are out. Please get to the surface as soon as you can and let someone know we're stranded down here. You'll need me to access the retinal scanners. I'm sure the rest of the science team will gladly help you."

Nobody's dick is that long, not even Long Dick Johnson, and he had a fucking long dick. Thus, the name.

Grove Street. Home. At least it used to be until I fucked everything up.

I should have been the one to fill your dark soul with liiiight!