19:07:10: Package picked up by Harrison Ware
19:07:11: Harrison Ware is on a roll, carving a violent swathe through everything in their path when they enter a crossroads. Dangerous territory. A field of Space Bastards, but Harrison Ware smiles. Winners aren't born; they're built. Harrison Ware lets loose a volley of grenades while igniting their rocket boots, soaring over the carnage below. One failed attempt. Two. Three. Four. Each attempted theft of the package raises Harrison Ware's adrenaline. Mac Nielson fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of Harrison Ware. "Not today, my friend." Harrison Ware twists in mid-air and strafes the area with bullets, hitting Mac Nielson four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
19:16:02: Harrison Ware was feeling THAT feeling. The feeling of the win just over the horizon. A smile crept across Harrison Ware's face, thinking of exactly what they would use these credits to purchase, when Leroy Palestine launched an electrified bola at their feet. Harrison Ware can't quite internalize that the most painful step is also the most confident, as a dart is lodged into their neck before Harrison Ware's head even hits the ground, bringing on many hours of sleep. Leroy Palestine smiles as their delivery bracelet emits the familiar "Parcel transferred" message.
19:40:58: Leroy Palestine was feeling THAT feeling. The feeling of the win just over the horizon. A smile crept across Leroy Palestine's face, thinking of exactly what they would use these credits to purchase, when Harrison Ware launched an electrified bola at their feet. Leroy Palestine can't quite internalize that the most painful step is also the most confident, as a dart is lodged into their neck before Leroy Palestine's head even hits the ground, bringing on many hours of sleep. Harrison Ware smiles as their delivery bracelet emits the familiar "Parcel transferred" message.
23:07:12: Package delivered by Harrison Ware for $60,000