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Combining your <span class="mu-s">MAN FORCE</span> into one action, you, Raj, and Rodney all push against the back of the cart with a synchronized <span class="mu-s">MANLY GRUNT!</span>
“... you guys know we’re gonna <span class="mu-i">die</span> if you don’t hurry, right?”
“<span class="mu-i">I’M</span> pushin’ as hard as I can!” Whines Rodney as Pepper gives you all a nonplussed glare from her front row seat! “Tell ‘<span class="mu-i">Dainty Diesel</span>’ here ta’ put some backbone into it!”
“Uh…. dudes?”
Is he blind <span class="mu-i">AND</span> stupid!? You’re pressing your whole damn body into this thing, you grunt as you give Rodney’s side a nudge with your elbow!
“Then take a page from us tough guys an’ try <span class="mu-i">harder</span>, yea??”
“Dudes?”
If they were so tough they wouldn’t need you to push!
“Duuuudes-”
“<span class="mu-s">WHAT?!</span>”
<span class="mu-s">WHAT!?</span>
Yelling in perfect unison, both you and Rodney visibly deflate when you follow Raj’s pointed finger to a small, rusty <span class="mu-s">LEVER</span> on the side of the cart.
“This thing isn’t, like, a <span class="mu-s">MANUAL SHIFT</span> or whatever, right?”
Goddamn it… stepping around the skater as he stares blankly at you for an answer he ain’t gonna get, you tug the lever as hard as you can until you hear a metal groan from the wheels below! Brushing the rust and dust off of your hands, you look up to find Pepper staring at you with approval on her grimy face!
“Atta’ boy, sandcrab. That’s why <span class="mu-i">you’re</span> my favorite~”
“Hey, c’moooon!” Groans Rodney as he slides between you like some kind of dumb eel, “<span class="mu-i">I</span> was the one that saved us all back there! What about me, huh, sweetcheeks?”
“Hmm…” Muses Pepper as she mockingly rubs her chin in contemplation, “Good point. Guess you guys are gonna have to keep competing for it.”
You let out a weary sigh. This is <span class="mu-i">dumb</span>...
“HAH! Challenge <span class="mu-i">ACCEPTED!</span>”
Son of a bitch… before you can kick Rodney off the catwalk, the two of you freeze up when you hear the sound of a rifle firing amidst the cacophony of tremors around you!
Darting to the side just in time to dodge a salvo of bullets plinking off of the cart, you and your fellow delivery boy stare wide-eyed at the way you came as a trio of pissed-off <span class="mu-s">HAUSER SECURITY GOONS</span> peer out from around the corner with their dough and dust-caked weapons pointed in your direction!
“Woah… how’d they get here?”
You’ll ask ‘em in <span class="mu-i">HELL</span>, you mutter as you drag Raj with you as you leap headfirst into the cart! Ducking to avoid another helping of lead, you and the others breathe a collective sigh of relief as your ride picks up speed as it heads downhill!
>CONTD.
