18:03:35: Package picked up by Wulfrien Helgial
18:03:36: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) misses their double-fisted pistol shots. A sad attempt involving a total of 24 rounds fired at @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial). @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) resumes delivery of their package.
19:00:45: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) steadily took aim from a second story window as @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) ran by below. Sweat dotting their forehead, @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger. It was a miss. @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
20:01:04: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) does not normally mourn death. @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) is accustomed to the loss of those they meet, in one capacity or another. But that last death. A split second of @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) thinking about it meant they were a split second too late on the trigger as @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) emerged from the parking garage, package in tow. The shot missed. @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) dove, taking a shot mid-air. @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) was not thinking about human connection, unlike @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson). This is arguably why @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) was shot in the gut. @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) resumes their delivery, package in tow.
21:01:57: @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) smiles. Winners aren't born; they're built. @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial)'s adrenaline. @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial). "Not today, my friend." @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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.
22:01:08: 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap. @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder. As @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) manically runs after @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial)'s grenades, losing a leg. @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
22:03:57: Package delivered by Wulfrien Helgial for $100,000