All rebel, all radio, mostly rocking.

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The current song on the radio ends and after a short tone, a voice breaks in.

"This is your old pal Vandal with an update from the Central American Front.

After a drawn out battle, a Death Camp in Northern Mexico has been liberated by E.N.D. Thirty-six mutants were freed. They may be right psychotic bastards, but they sure know how to cause some damage. And so to our boys in Mexico, I dedicate this old classic by The Doors."

[RRR]

"Vandal here again with a report from merry ol' London.

A military platoon was taken out today by an unknown mutant. Apparently their heads were impacted by blunt objects moving at a high velocity. So yeah..."

He played the sound effect of a rather squishy explosion followed by "HEADSHOT!!!".

"Isn't that just groovy?"

[RRR]

There was a long human howl, followed by a rather smooth British accent.

"This is Big Bad Bigby with your daily dose of chill the fuck out, with a hefty helping of funky licks and soulful cries. So sit back, find somebody to love, and let your worries take a nice... long... nap..."

A song started.