01:55:25: Package picked up by Michael Bruggman
01:55:26: @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) 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 @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) smiles. Winners aren't born; they're built. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) 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 @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman)'s adrenaline. @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman). "Not today, my friend." @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) twists in mid-air and strafes the area with bullets, hitting @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
02:01:19: @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) was running at break-neck speed and rounded a blind corner, stumbling upon a laser trip mine placed by @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco). Luckily, @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) vaulted over it, only severing one foot. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) resumes delivery with package in tow, albeit slightly hobbling.
03:09:56: @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) steadily took aim from a second story window as @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) ran by below. Sweat dotting their forehead, @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger. It was a miss. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
04:00:05: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) stumbles into their own trap: a hole dug in the ground full of Ixyotik Death Wasps meant to ensure @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman)'s destruction. Instead @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) resumes on their way, @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson)'s agonizing screams ringing in their ears.
05:00:32: The delivery point only has one way in, about a hundred yards away from a gated entry. @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) has taken the precaution of wrapping that entire entry-way with barbed wire. The only issue with barbed wire in this day and age is that once spotted, it can be avoided. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) almost makes it, but is caught on their ankles, immediately becoming a tangled bloody mess in @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco)'s trap. Frantic, @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) activates their shield generator which creates a kinetic field of energy around their body, and it successfully severs most of the barbed wire. Limping, @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder. As @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) manically runs after @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman)'s grenades, losing a leg. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
06:33:28: Package delivered by Michael Bruggman for $100,000