02:11:26: Package picked up by Wulfrien Helgial
02:11:27: @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_295(Wulfrien Helgial)'s destruction. Instead @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) resumes on their way, @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson)'s agonizing screams ringing in their ears.
03:01:23: Today started as a uniquely bright one for @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson). A wonderful breakfast. "Have a great day at the service," and a kiss from their lover. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) mused, "Why ruin a good thing? I'll steal a package instead of being the idiot that always starts a delivery." @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) took their time, looking at the myriad of packages currently traversing the universe as well as the armaments at their disposal. "Ah, that's the one. I'm here already." @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) put on their favorite guilty pleasure of a song on an audio device, and hummed along, out of tune, as they laid down a multi-celled rocket launcher in the middle of the street on a hefty tripod. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) crouched a fair distance away, readying their goggles and watching for @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) to come running down the road, package in tow. "I know this one. Never been able to handle their Zygerian Rum. They won't be able to handle this either." @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) came into view. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) pushed the hand-held trigger mechanism. Suddenly, the rocket launcher whirled on it's pivot, pointing at the abode @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) had just left. "What? How?" As the rockets burnt the denizens inside to a crisp, @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) barely heard @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!" @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
03:11:53: Package delivered by Wulfrien Helgial for $40,000