22:39:44: Package picked up by Nicholas Jusino
22:39:45: 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_403(Nicholas Jusino) 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_403(Nicholas Jusino) 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_403(Nicholas Jusino) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!" @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
23:01:53: There are automatic rifles and there are these. The GZNKA tank killer is surprisingly light as @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) hefts it on their shoulder. The rounds are known to puncture holes two feet wide through heavy ship armor, and are held in a backpack and fed via sling. It is this reason alone that @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) has used it, targeting @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino)'s ship as it races across the horizon. However, @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino)'s ship is not only retrofitted with two meter thick armor, but also an electronic shielding system. @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson)'s rounds do find their way through the shields, but only make it one foot into the armor. @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) dips their ship, skirting past @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) and giving them third degree thruster burns across half of their body.
23:33:36: @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) stumbles into their own trap: a hole dug in the ground full of Ixyotik Death Wasps meant to ensure @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino)'s destruction. Instead @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) resumes on their way, @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy)'s agonizing screams ringing in their ears.
23:33:58: @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) was feeling THAT feeling. The feeling of the win just over the horizon. A smile crept across @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino)'s face, thinking of exactly what they would use these credits to purchase, when @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) launched an electrified bola at their feet. @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) can't quite internalize that the most painful step is also the most confident, as a dart is lodged into their neck before @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino)'s head even hits the ground, bringing on many hours of sleep. @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) smiles as their delivery bracelet emits the familiar "Parcel transferred" message.
23:57:52: @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) 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_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) smiles. Winners aren't born; they're built. @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) 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_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy)'s adrenaline. @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy). "Not today, my friend." @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) twists in mid-air and strafes the area with bullets, hitting @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
23:57:58: @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) has managed to somehow evade theft of the package thus far. @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) is feeling good. DAMN good. Unfortunately that feeling is momentarily suspended as a shot rings out, severing a cable holding up a net full of 700 pounds of refuse with a sign that has "Eat My Fuck - Cheers, @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino)" scrawled on it in pink paint. @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) picks up the package which lies next to the mangled limbs of @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy). Fuck eaten. Good job, @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino). "Parcel Transferred." You have the package. Now get that sucker to the finish line.
01:13:50: @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy)'s ship rams head-first into @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino)'s ship, utilizing a superheated prow to disintegrate @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino)'s cockpit. The package is snagged by @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) after a daring space walk. "Parcel transferred."
01:29:24: @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) shot a missile at @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) and obliterated their ship. All that was left was the package which was picked up and continued its journey with @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino).
03:07:01: @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) was feeling THAT feeling. The feeling of the win just over the horizon. A smile crept across @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino)'s face, thinking of exactly what they would use these credits to purchase, when @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) launched an electrified bola at their feet. @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) can't quite internalize that the most painful step is also the most confident, as a dart is lodged into their neck before @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino)'s head even hits the ground, bringing on many hours of sleep. @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) smiles as their delivery bracelet emits the familiar "Parcel transferred" message.
03:11:22: @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) was feeling THAT feeling. The feeling of the win just over the horizon. A smile crept across @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy)'s face, thinking of exactly what they would use these credits to purchase, when @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) launched an electrified bola at their feet. @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) can't quite internalize that the most painful step is also the most confident, as a dart is lodged into their neck before @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy)'s head even hits the ground, bringing on many hours of sleep. @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) smiles as their delivery bracelet emits the familiar "Parcel transferred" message.
04:03:41: Today started as a uniquely bright one for @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy). A wonderful breakfast. "Have a great day at the service," and a kiss from their lover. @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) mused, "Why ruin a good thing? I'll steal a package instead of being the idiot that always starts a delivery." @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) 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_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) 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_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) crouched a fair distance away, readying their goggles and watching for @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) 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_403(Nicholas Jusino) came into view. @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) pushed the hand-held trigger mechanism. Suddenly, the rocket launcher whirled on it's pivot, pointing at the abode @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) had just left. "What? How?" As the rockets burnt the denizens inside to a crisp, @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) barely heard @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!" @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
04:04:01: @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) takes two shotgun blasts directly to the spine from @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy), who continues on their way with the package. "Parcel transferred." @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) will be paying a deductible to get this fixed.
04:31:07: Today started as a uniquely bright one for @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino). A wonderful breakfast. "Have a great day at the service," and a kiss from their lover. @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) mused, "Why ruin a good thing? I'll steal a package instead of being the idiot that always starts a delivery." @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) 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_403(Nicholas Jusino) 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_403(Nicholas Jusino) crouched a fair distance away, readying their goggles and watching for @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) 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_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) came into view. @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) pushed the hand-held trigger mechanism. Suddenly, the rocket launcher whirled on it's pivot, pointing at the abode @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) had just left. "What? How?" As the rockets burnt the denizens inside to a crisp, @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) barely heard @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!" @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
04:32:58: @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) was feeling THAT feeling. The feeling of the win just over the horizon. A smile crept across @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy)'s face, thinking of exactly what they would use these credits to purchase, when @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) launched an electrified bola at their feet. @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) can't quite internalize that the most painful step is also the most confident, as a dart is lodged into their neck before @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy)'s head even hits the ground, bringing on many hours of sleep. @peepso_user_403(Nicholas Jusino) smiles as their delivery bracelet emits the familiar "Parcel transferred" message.
06:43:49: Package delivered by Nicholas Jusino for $280,000