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