16:15:44: Package picked up by Corvus Wyatt
16:15:46: The delivery point only has one way in, about a hundred yards away from a gated entry.  @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) almost makes it, but is caught on their ankles, immediately becoming a tangled bloody mess in @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson)'s trap. Frantic, @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder.  As @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) manically runs after @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s grenades, losing a leg.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
17:00:46: There are automatic rifles and there are these.  The GZNKA tank killer is surprisingly light as @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) 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_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) has used it, targeting @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship as it races across the horizon.  However, @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship is not only retrofitted with two meter thick armor, but also an electronic shielding system.  @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco)'s rounds do find their way through the shields, but only make it one foot into the armor.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) dips their ship, skirting past @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) and giving them third degree thruster burns across half of their body.
19:07:47: @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) steadily took aim from a second story window as @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) ran by below.  Sweat dotting their forehead, @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger.  It was a miss.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
20:00:06: The delivery point only has one way in, about a hundred yards away from a gated entry.  @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) almost makes it, but is caught on their ankles, immediately becoming a tangled bloody mess in @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter)'s trap. Frantic, @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder.  As @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) manically runs after @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s grenades, losing a leg.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
20:00:09: As @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) rounds a corner, they are distracted for more than a split second by a hastily posted cardboard cut-out of a Zyxxan Hound fornicating with a famous human politician from centuries before.  This momentarily lapse in focus is all @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) needs in order to slam a large whirring chainsaw into the chest of @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt).  "Parcel transferred."
20:00:12: @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) tried to sneak on board @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter)'s ship but a security robot detected and repelled the attempt.  @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) continues their delivery.
20:17:05: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) stumbles into their own trap:  a hole dug in the ground full of Ixyotik Death Wasps meant to ensure @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter)'s destruction.  Instead @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) resumes on their way, @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s agonizing screams ringing in their ears.
20:17:09: @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) took a shortcut due to a fake sign placed by @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt), tripping over a portable road spike, and then landing in a field of Guruvian Nesters, an exotic species known for their sexual appetite.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) currently has the package.
20:42:06: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) is riddled with repetitive machine gun fire from @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter), falling to their knees and letting the package slip from their fingers.  "Parcel transferred."  @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) resumes delivery with the package.
20:46:31: @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) has been sucked into a portable black hole shot from @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s MSK-8500 rifle, not only losing the package to @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt), but flung to unknown reaches of the universe.  "Parcel transferred."
20:47:39: @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) steadily took aim from a second story window as @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) ran by below.  Sweat dotting their forehead, @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger.  It was a miss.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
20:47:42: @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) does not normally mourn death.  @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) is accustomed to the loss of those they meet, in one capacity or another.  But that last death.  A split second of @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) thinking about it meant they were a split second too late on the trigger as @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) emerged from the parking garage, package in tow.  The shot missed.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) dove, taking a shot mid-air.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) was not thinking about human connection, unlike @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy).  This is arguably why @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) was shot in the gut.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes their delivery, package in tow.
20:47:45: @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) does not normally mourn death.  @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) is accustomed to the loss of those they meet, in one capacity or another.  But that last death.  A split second of @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) thinking about it meant they were a split second too late on the trigger as @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) emerged from the parking garage, package in tow.  The shot missed.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) dove, taking a shot mid-air.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) was not thinking about human connection, unlike @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy).  This is arguably why @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) was shot in the gut.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes their delivery, package in tow.
20:47:48: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) was feeling THAT feeling.  The feeling of the win just over the horizon.  A smile crept across @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s face, thinking of exactly what they would use these credits to purchase, when @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) launched an electrified bola at their feet.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s head even hits the ground, bringing on many hours of sleep.  @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) smiles as their delivery bracelet emits the familiar "Parcel transferred" message.
20:49:02: @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) 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_90(Glenn Murphy) smiles.  Winners aren't born; they're built.  @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) 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_90(Glenn Murphy)'s adrenaline.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy).  "Not today, my friend."  @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) twists in mid-air and strafes the area with bullets, hitting @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
20:49:11: Today started as a uniquely bright one for @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt).  A wonderful breakfast.  "Have a great day at the service," and a kiss from their lover.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) mused, "Why ruin a good thing?  I'll steal a package instead of being the idiot that always starts a delivery."  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) crouched a fair distance away, readying their goggles and watching for @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) 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_90(Glenn Murphy) came into view.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) pushed the hand-held trigger mechanism.  Suddenly, the rocket launcher whirled on it's pivot, pointing at the abode @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) had just left.  "What?  How?"  As the rockets burnt the denizens inside to a crisp, @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) barely heard @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!"  @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
20:49:16: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship fires two nuclear torpedos into @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy)'s ship, instantly incinerating it.  The package is snagged by a lengthy magnetic tow cable.  "Parcel transferred."
21:02:54: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) is impaled on a lengthy spear with a laser tip by @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) after a failed package theft attempt.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes on their way.
22:00:36: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) was running at break-neck speed and rounded a blind corner, stumbling upon a laser trip mine placed by @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco).  Luckily, @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) vaulted over it, only severing one foot.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes delivery with package in tow, albeit slightly hobbling.
22:45:28: @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) shot a missile at @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) and obliterated their ship. All that was left was the package which was picked up and continued its journey with @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis).
23:00:19: @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_25(Calto Fremis) emerged from the parking garage, package in tow.  The shot missed.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) dove, taking a shot mid-air.  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) 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_25(Calto Fremis) resumes their delivery, package in tow.
23:27:19: Today started as a uniquely bright one for @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt).  A wonderful breakfast.  "Have a great day at the service," and a kiss from their lover.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) mused, "Why ruin a good thing?  I'll steal a package instead of being the idiot that always starts a delivery."  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) crouched a fair distance away, readying their goggles and watching for @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) 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_25(Calto Fremis) came into view.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) pushed the hand-held trigger mechanism.  Suddenly, the rocket launcher whirled on it's pivot, pointing at the abode @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) had just left.  "What?  How?"  As the rockets burnt the denizens inside to a crisp, @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) barely heard @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!"  @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
23:27:24: @peepso_user_25(Calto Fremis) is bloody from head to toe after a rough number of successful entanglements.  "Geronimo, fuckstick!"  They look up at the voice and see a a dot in the sky.  It quickly turns into two dots:  a sky born @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) on a rocket powered hang-glider, and the portable thermonuclear device they've dropped.  "Parcel transferred," can be heard from dispatch as @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) swoops past the mangled corpse and snags the package.
00:13:52: @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) is impaled on a lengthy spear with a laser tip by @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) after a failed package theft attempt.  @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes on their way.
00:13:55: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) is riddled with repetitive machine gun fire from @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy), falling to their knees and letting the package slip from their fingers.  "Parcel transferred."  @peepso_user_90(Glenn Murphy) resumes delivery with the package.
00:15:44: Package delivered by Glenn Murphy for $500,000